Tag: guitar

Bad Song Lyrics – Midnight Madness

~ Jim Flanigan

I hate to tease a new series of blog posts and never deliver. Well, that’s exactly what I did when I whet your appetite for some bad song lyrics. That little sample I released was oh, so bad. But that was almost 2 months ago! Yeah, this has been a somewhat unsettled year in my life, but this is not a time for excuses. I know you, the readers, need some more bad song lyrics. I am finally ready to deliver.

But not just the printed word. How about an interpretive reading of the lyrics? By the author and lyricist himself … me!

Common reaction actually when someone in the entertainment world like me offers up something unique like this that speaks directly to the hearts of the fans. Here is “Midnight Madness” interpretively read by little old me.

Midnight Madness by James Flanigan

Well, wasn’t that a special treat? But wait! There’s more, oh, so much more.

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A Concerted Effort

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Little did I know 3 days ago that after a summer of zero concerts, I would have 3 under my belt in 3 days. I already regaled you with tales of seeing the legendary Dave Mason, albeit briefly, in concert. Feel free to pass the story, soon to be legend, down to your grandchildren. With no budget for concert tix left in 2018, who could I possibly see perform for free?

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Stuck in the Middle

~ Jim Flanigan

A follower of this blog and a dear friend (more like a brother, but not the brother that borrows your power tools and never returns them or gives you nut punches, but the sensitive, artistic, loving bother that would do anything for you including lending you money, hint-hint if you are reading this “bro”) has agreed to let me use this picture of his finger in a blog post for the express purpose of merry mirth-making.

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Covered with the giant novelty bandage, you would think that he severed his finger and it has been surgically reattached with the hope that he may be able to point directions to lost motorists sometime in the distant future again after years of physical therapy and pain dulling opioids that I wish he would share with me. However, the bottom line is …

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