Maceo in Reading. Part 2

Post lunch, we hopped onto Public Transport "Oh, here, it's No Spitting on the bus" I said. Maceo looked at me. "Pass the Peas, and pay the man.”

We get to The Spanish Moon” here, Maceo gets cornered by a local, who was telling him “now that we've found love, Blues Ain't nothin, but a  little bubble”.

As we stepped away, this ghostly figure continued…

"Hollywood has ended; it's the End Days of the Computer Age .

  It's time for us to stop Sleeping in the ground and say Welcome to the jungle!"

Taken aback by this, I stumbled and fell way down in a hole... “Get up outta that Wishing Well” Maceo shouted. Otherwise you'll catch those Buenos Aires Blues. 

a musical translation

Maceo's coming to Reading..

Maceo's coming to Reading, we're gonna do Lunch, he wants to discuss his fear of meat, ah, Lunchmeatophobia I tell him. I know just the cure...
so will we end up Stoned, Drunk & Naked...
As Record Collectors we share the distinction of being born in a hurricane of people doing their personal thing, but being Gentle Spirits Under a stormy sky, but suffering from those  Ash wednesday blues, I am constantly forced to get it outta my stystem, all because I witnessed a crime  comitted by the  riders on the storm when it rains, which makes me a Doo Doo Heartbreaker out in the Purple Rain, but as M says, it's all one world...


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