I may have lost you there on the last choice. So let's head to something a bit more familiar, something fitting for the weather. Get out your felt hat, and pull it low over your eyes. Sit on the porch step, and dust off that harmonica, and get that foot tapping. And never you mind about the rain.

If you're a drummer like me, you thank the heavens for John Bonham. His work and sound on "When the Levee Breaks" was something always to strive for. From the linked article - "He got that sound by pulling his drumset into the hallway of Headley Grange studio, using room microphones and running the sound through a guitar amp."

"If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break,
When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.

Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan,
Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home,
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well.

Don't it make you feel bad
When you're tryin' to find your way home,
You don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down South
They got no work to do,
If you don't know about Chicago.

Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.

All last night sat on the levee and moaned,
Thinkin' about me baby and my happy home.
Going, going to Chicago... Going to Chicago... Sorry but I can't take you...
Going down... going down now... going down...."

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Published: (2005-03-22 15:20:43.0)

The rains returned last week, and it's pouring today. Rumbling echoes from the skylights, and I'm in a mood. One of those moods where smiles are hard to find, and my mind just wanders off. I'm here, but not really. There's a poem that I've been writing in my head the past few days, and it won't leave me alone. I'm in a mood you see ...

standing here in the rain
oblivious to those that stare
wondering if you are proud
of your latest cheap shot
and the pain that
crashed into my world
i wanted to be angry
but all i could find
was an image of your half-parted cherry lips
as they pouted out such words

i smiled a smile that really wasn't

but i'm sure
if you came to me
and asked to hold my hand
there would be just the briefest pause
before I nodded and reached out
and when you again headed to those dark places
my love would be sure to go there

you can say yes or no
with a flick of your hair
but do you love me so
when I shimmer in this lover's madness

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Published: (2005-03-22 14:42:44.0)