“Rooney”-esque… TWO

Future rights of Summer.

Future rights of Summer.

Here we are at a yet, and still, eternal season of “The SUN”. The Maple trees have already dropped their first set of “Helicopters” for the ensuing generation, as the Crocus, Daffodils and Iris have recreated their ground “buntings” across most yards above the Equator.

Volunteer “grounds crews” are prepping Wallace, Chip, Shinichi, and Willamina’s “BALL” fields, be they Base, Soft, or Soccer/ Foot, (International terminology.). Now’s the actuality of the ageless rhyme of: “April showers…”, and the “coming of age” responsibility of caring for that plot of designer “grasslands” commonly known as a “LAWN”.

Ever since the descendants of Europeans felt the visual tug of Mr. Scotts’ “craft”, ( Scotts TURF=Golf courses.), the American “HOMEOWNER”, ( American WHAT !?!), has attempted to achieve the visually artistic presentations of various flora since SERFDOM. And, as we are now, the combined generations of [agrarian], [industrial], and [technological] “ages” isn’t it interesting that the indoctrination of terminology has described a MACHINE as the primary of keeping the various types of “grass” at a visually securing, humanly traffic-able height. LAWN MOWER= “To lop something flat”.

The “LAWN MOWER”, walked behind, hand held, ridden, (like any of PATTON’S tanks of WW2!!!), and now ‘GPS’ guided while one sits on the VERANDA. From the gear-driven, revolving “scissors” of a “REEL” type to the small-engined “walk-behind” types of the 20th century…

... to today

... to today.

Those who had enough of those BILLIONS of soft CHLOROFYLLED blades have sought to “tame” it. And, as they may have also been successful at “continuing the ‘species'”, begun the lessons of its “proper” care, (AND FEEDING.), to their sprouting “half-clones”. Just before the “State” mandated education period comes to its yearly close these young folks begin their hourly exercise of futility, turning the toe-caps of $100 (plus) footwear into any shade of FESCUE, or KENTUCKY BLUE… Upset that they will be found out as a “CHORE” doer, instead of having the parentage that “CATERS” to THEM.

It’s funny that these youngsters view these machines as “cumbersome”… it’s not like they HAVE to shear, milk, or scoop-up after the “lawnmowers” of yesteryear. ALL of the “Lawnmowers” gone by had to be taken care of in similar fashion as us… MAMMALS… HERBIVORES. each eats the various grasses to various heights according to lips and teeth, very much like the tools of a Barber, or Beautician, to “GROOM”* the types of “blades” of our own “micro-lawns”, (HAIR!). Thus the NATURAL term . For this mechanical task shouldn’t what we do be called… “VROOMING”* the LAWN?

A true KINDER-GARDEN.

A true "KINDER"-GARDEN.

Ya’ Blaze the TRAIL, YOU Gets Ta NAME It

Jamesetta Hawkins blessed the world of music in 1938.

Nough said.

'Nough said.

To have been one of “something’s” creation, setting the proverbial TONE of it. To be the excavator and potter, molding that thing from its rough, jagged edges. Bringing home to bed the pungent smell of the miles of hard work stitched together with the spike of a scream… of PAIN.. Or EXCRUCIATING PLEASURE. Etta James HAS known these extremes since she was 12 years old.

[Etta James] has written her own story, ever growing, “forever” to be interpreted by TIME, COMPOSITION, and POLITICS. But, no matter what any of these, seeming, factors attempts to guild over Etta’s proscenium, her voice and music, her presentational aura will forever press past the beginning “CHESS” moves. And for the comely “cloneages” that the visual industry wishes to make the public change of truth in herstory… THIS 1938 Vintage hasn’t just grown to a “PERFECTION” but has always presented the BEST DECANTERS.

The vivacious ” Miss Jamesetta Hawkins graced Columbus, Ohio’s Palace Theatre Saturday: May 2nd, 2009. The starting time at the hour of EIGHT O’Clock,,, POST MERIDIAN. Ms. James graced the stage on a “HOUSE” filled evening and proceeded to envelope any, AND ALL, with the matured SAVORY that is her Voice AND PERSONALITY.

You may have followed this WOMAN since “the CHESS YEARS”

while holding your “squeeze” in want. Or, you may be one who found that lead singer of a “girl-group” has finally gotten into a movie where she “can sing”. No matter what the producers, or the director gave the audience, those that LIVED, what was incinuated visually, have more ways to express a musical note than there are millimeters in a mile.

After getting the evening’s technical and equipment support in general order a spritely, athletic gentleman introduced himself to ‘Carrie’, ( the stage door “Sargent”.). “Hello, I’m Lenny Watkins”… soon, the rest of Etta’s “ROOTS” sprout onto the stage for “sound-check”.

As all have made sure that the local crew is ready I’ve just walked outside and an Asian “junior” WISEMAN steps out to join me in some “nicotine induction”. Bobby Murray, from too many parts KNOWN, and OWNS a six-string PEDIGREE… starting with Junior- high band-mate Robert Cray. (Manager Tim McBride educated this article with Bobby’s own “edutorials” from the April 25- May 5,2009 METROTIMES, page 18/ “Mr. Excitement” by Don Waller.).And his fret-less articulation of a guitar’s fret board has provided Ms. James’ vocal marksmanship with the necessary “BLAMMUNITION” to assure “LOVE’S” targetings. (Big City Blues, page 26 contains TWO views of “learning”. April/May, 2009.)

As there are many “experts” of “ART”, most times they “know” a general “time”, or “brush stroke”. So few of them “KNOW”, ( OR inquire!), as to where the Artist GOT the “pigments” to fill the “CANVAS”… WHAT “time” of the day it was for their inspiration.

Etta covered each song with the fierceness of the adolescent that drew the brothers Chess to begin her artistic Odyssey. And like the paying group that breathed in sync with every note of every song I was amazed at how Ms. James’ timbre of youth has been coupled to the authoritative CONTRALTO of maturation, a wonderfully “disturbing” duet of growth. Giving a beautiful nod to long time friend Johnny “Guitar” Watson, with “Ta-Ta Ya Baby”… NOTE FOR NOTE!!!…


…all the way to her “beginning” as the finale Jamesetta Hawkins gave to us “AT LAST”.

I sincerely APOLOGIZE to the horn section that their names haven’t been given here, but they WERE the harmonies AND non-verbal “choir” for Ms.James and need to know how much they contributed to the “sermon-by-the-river”.

As Mr. Murray pointed emphasis of what makes people choose the enterprises they do, the one most defining word he gave the clearest note to was…LOVE.

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