Showing posts with label Dr John. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dr John. Show all posts

Saturday, June 6, 2020

JUNE 6, 2019: BROTHER JOHN IS GONE




Dr. John died one year ago today.   Another icon of my era is gone . 


DR. JOHN
11-12-1940 to 6-6-2019

Brother John is gone 








Gone to the land of the Mardi gras  Indians







He's home
the Ol'Buzzard










Tuesday, June 11, 2019

DR. JOHN RIP



I remember my mother, when she was younger than I am now, saying that she hated to sleep because everybody she dreamed about was dead. 

I don't have that problem, because I have few fond memories of people in my past; but I am watching all the musical icons I listen to for most of my life, disappear one by one.

Dr John has been a staple in the music I appreciate, and now he too is gone. 

A true son of New Orleans and a blues icon that can never be replaced.



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The Haitian slaves had their own gods but were not allowed to worship them, so they renamed them with the names of Christian Saints, so their masters would think they were practicing Christianity.  The old religion is very much alive around New Orleans, and Dr John celebrated it.  






I am sure there is going to be one hell of a funeral!
Laissez les bon temps rouler Dr John.

the Ol'Buzzard



Wednesday, November 30, 2016

OL’BUZZARD’S RAMBLINGS






We got a snow last night.  Not much.  Just enough that I can see deer tracks in the driveway this morning. 

I haven’t watched the news on TV since Trump was elected – and I find I don’t miss the aggravation.    I do read the major paper in the state, The Portland Press Herald, and the local on-line newspaper.   I occasionally scan the news app on Windows 10.  At my age, I don’t want to download the bad karma that twenty-four-hour that TV news rants produce. 

My wife and I are now in our winter comfort mode.  My fire wood in in, all maintenance projects completed, the freezer is full, no major obligations in the near future; so it is time to kick back and enjoy the Maine winter and each other.

I recently bought a vacuum food sealer and it has changed the way we shop.   Prior, we would shop for no more than a week.   When we bought meat too far in advance it was always freezer burned by the time we were ready to use it.  

A nice piece of salmon vacuum sealed and ready for the freezer
 

Now every time we go shopping we buy two or three pieces of meat over and above our need, and vacuum seal them.  As it happens, we have stocked our freezer ahead for a couple of months without putting out a large lump-sum of money – and more importantly the meat seems fresh when we are ready to use it. 

We paid less than $50 for the Vacuum sealer and we buy 100 foot rolls of bags for around $25 on e-bay.

We have all our holiday shopping for each other done.  We celebrate the first five days of winter, exchanging a gift each day beginning on the winter solstice.

I love the fall – but for me, the winter is my favorite time of year. 







A Wednesday Morning Ramble
the Ol'Buzzard


Wednesday, March 18, 2015

DR JOHN



I got up this morning and got on a Dr John Kick.   

Back in the days of slavery a strong magic religion influence was introduced by black slaves from the Dominican Republic.   Slave owners demanded slaves worship their Christian God that preached subservience, so slaves were forced to use the names of Christian saints as place holders for their gods of magic. 

Voodoo was alive and well in the south where I was raised in the Mississippi Delta and across the river in Louisiana.   I believe it is still alive and well today in the old south. 

Dr John Litenie des Saints



On a lighter side Etta James and Dr John: Id Rather Go Blind.
Turn up your volume and groove out. 



 the Ol'Buzzard