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r.I.p Lee Perry #leeperry #leescratchperry #dub #dubreggae #reggae #upsetters
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This was my grandfather’s favorite wine from the Piemonte region in Italy where he was from. He gave me this bottle on my 21st birthday and it’s been stored upright most of it’s life. He pulled it upright from under the bar sink when he gave it to me and, not being a wine guy myself, I never bothered to store it properly since then. Tonight I decided to crack it open to see what it’s all about. Wish me luck. #wine #italianwine #piemonte #piemontewine #beerguy #beerdrinker #1971 #abbondanza #wheninrome #yolo #holdmywine
8.18.2021
Today’s Lunchtime Listening: Jack Waterson – Instrumentals (2019) Instrumental version of “Adrian Younge Presents Jack Waterson”. Reminiscent of Clutchy Hopkins’ style of molasses soaked, psychedelic funk, beats. It’s said that Jack Waterson is the acid that Adrian Younge never took as a kid and this album is a solid trip to prove it. . . . #lunchtimelistening #music #vinyl #lp #records #recordcollection #vinylcollection #nowplaying #vinyloftheday #recordoftheday #2019 # JackWaterson #AdrianYounge #linearlabs #ClutchyHopkins #psychedelic #instrumental
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As I scurry along the weathered planks of the barn, my tiny antennae quiver with excitement at the sight before me. There, on the side of the barn, stands a majestic pumpkin, larger than any I've ever seen. Its vibrant orange hue beckons to me, a beacon of wonder amidst the rustic backdrop of the countryside.
Approaching the grand pumpkin, I marvel at its sheer size and beauty. From my perspective, it looms like a towering mountain, casting a spell of fascination upon all who lay eyes upon it. The intricate patterns etched into its surface tell tales of growth and resilience, weaving a narrative of nature's boundless creativity.
As I venture closer, navigating the rugged terrain of the barn's exterior, I feel a sense of awe wash over me. Every crevice and curve of the pumpkin holds secrets waiting to be discovered, mysteries waiting to be unraveled. In its presence, I feel a connection to something greater than myself, a kinship with the earth and all its wonders.
In the heart of the countryside, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, I find solace in the grand pumpkin's presence. Through rain and shine, storm and calm, it stands steadfast, a symbol of resilience in the face of adversity.
As the days pass and the seasons change, the grand pumpkin remains a beacon of hope, a reminder of the beauty and wonder that surround us. In its shadow, I discover the power of simplicity, the magic of perseverance, and the boundless potential that lies within us all.
And so, as I scurry along the weathered planks of the barn, I carry with me a piece of the grand pumpkin's spirit. In its presence, I find inspiration, joy, and a sense of wonder that will stay with me forever.