Chris Daniels & The Kings With Freddi "Funky To The Bone" Kickstarter!

WHY WE NEED YOUR HELP! Ever since I first heard Freddi "Love" Gowdy back in the 1970s with Freddi Henchi I've wanted to work with him. We got the first chance in 2010 when I came back to Colorado during my treatment in Houston for leukemia to play a benefit for a hospital with Chris Daniels & The Kings Fred came to help me sing because I was too weak to get through the whole gig. We've been friends for 40 years and I think he has a voice that rivals Ray Charles or Marvin Gaye and he is one of the most soulful performers I've ever known. In 2011 after meeting up at the Colorado Music Hall of Fame we decided to start singing together. Fred inducted me into the CMHOF in 2013 and I hope I get the chance to do that for him soon. Ever since the Kings recorded the Freddi Henchi classic "I Like Your Shoes" in 1990 with Al Kooper we really wanted to make a record together. And now we have. It's called "FUNKY TO THE BONE" and we really need YOUR help getting the CDs and LPs pressed and to radio and stores across the US and Europe!

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1484251587/chris-daniels-and-the-kings-with-freddi-funky-to-t

Writing Exercise #117

Mas o Menos by w. clark I had made an important decision that drizzly December lunch our, a choice that might have been a major turning point, or one that made me realize I couldn’t trust myself, control molecular mutations that were implanted in my DNA, but were fertilized by the irony of life and made me older, smarter, and a riddle unto my own psyche. I left the office promptly at 11:45 am and it took the usual 3 minutes to get from my desk to the elevator to the front door and down the dozen stairs to the front green and I swiftly broke right up Maroon Hill two blocks west, slushing hurriedly up to the garden gates, and then made haste past the goat petting zoo. Temporary images whirled past me as I lost more seconds of my hour and tore down to the Landing, the hillside slanted toward sea level and my spine started to burn as my speed increased, the spring humidity filling my lungs with heavy water and my terror elevated to a state of shocking horror for that which broke so many ...

Cleo

Misery hates company; you can see her the cracks in the walls, the warmth of the vents in the multiple shelters you have inhabited She was always with you She is starving by noon on weekdays You use the binoculars you found in the trash (Has a year passed by so fast?) You mock her and watch her and know her well She dances like a Russian soldier You always move with her She sees much and yet not enough for you; that matters not to her She sighs deeply and you admire her lilac hair when she almost close enough to hold She never looks at you, but maybe she looks past you, At least, maybe she knows you are there. She is probably oblivious to pretty much everything that life has to offer You think to yourself and laugh (Has ten years passed by so fast?) No one loved her like you She reminds you of a cat A panther, perhaps a lioness You are the hunter You are the prey? Pray that 17.5 years doesn't go by Quite so fast.

Just like today.

Saturday, July 22, 2006 Knowledge is Power by Wendy Clark ©2006 For this discussion, kids, please take notes. Yes, in your notebook. Preferably in your English notebook. No, not your journal. No Billy, not your hey! I am speaking! Okay. Listen up, guys. Guys! Okay. Okay! Take out your journal and write the - - what? Please, dont speak when I am speaking! I do not have a .7 lead, sorry. No, you cant go to the restroom right now the pencil sharpener is next to my computer. No, Susie, not true. I dont know why we have an assembly. All right. So take your journals out and open them. Shhhsorry guys, I mean your NOTEBOOKS yes, I mean no, I am going to explain that in just a sec Kelly! Where are you going? Okay. Let me take attendance. Oh, go see if they have a band-aid in the front office well um are you kidding? Sorry. The front office is located at the front of the school yes.those doors that go to the outside of the school.okay, but only one of you may go, no. No more chocolate. No, but w...

Ritual

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