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A serious insight in the song “That Smell” by Lynyrd Skynyrd confirms that the real journey is within. The destination should be a safe distance and water.

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I like to travel. Everybody loves it. What is your next destination? Mine is called retirement check. Because of the importance of rivalry and vengeance, you end up with a tunnel vision in the country surrounded by cows.

The main subject of that blog is to be vague enough so that people can relate but precise enough to show my personality. A climate and a chance for folks to meet. A journey where the destination is resting and digesting.

I had lots of fun going in jam sessions 3 years in a row. And I miss it that much I want to start my weekly jam session here in Beirut, Lebanon. You never know what song will save you.

I Must Confess My Loneliness Is Key

There’s too much parenting and grandparents also want to get involved. We gotta get out of this place because car honking is starting to make me nervous. Maybe the lightning also.

Also, finding your way through the rain and the steam is not an easy task when magnolia perfumes scream. When we were 21, we were going to take the world by storm.

Which we did but someone decided to spoil it. A journey many people can relate to I guess.

Cocaine decisions are like having a lover. Of course, partners are important during life but can you go on a holiday with cocaine? If you wanna hang out, you got to tell that drugs are bad.

Women’s liberation came creeping all across the nation and I fucked a dike named Freddie Mercury. Don’t get me wrong, I love Queen songs, but that kind of magic will be invalidated by the animal kingdom on a daily basis.

Mama Said That Girl Was Wonderful

In poker, they have a term for an improbable odds: they call it a horror. That’s because, in the long run, this is not profitable. That may be the angel of darkness they talked about in the song.

I was experiencing philosophy like a fine wine. The moment was wonderful but the day after I was hungover. Maybe I don’t wanna get over.

What if the big bad world doesn’t owe me a thing? This journey doesn’t sound realistic because the cosmos watches us every day.

What kind of brew was that? Accounting is still working on it. Maybe it was an acid trip. Wanted a balanced life, never bargained for working with the government and the industry.

We are gross and perverted and, in the long run, I don’t see how one could profit from that. From time to time, I like to remind myself I’m in control but the truth is I don’t relax because I associate work with something positive.

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Unforgettable Fire Will Take Me Away

The only line on the horizon is “father, where the fuck have you been?” Because resting belongs to lazy people doesn’t mean you shouldn’t rest to succeed.

In fact, resting and digesting is key to success. Suspicious minds still push the limits of my culture. I’m French and Lebanese and for some unknown reason, I’m good at English. Speaking a foreign language is a journey towards other people.

Until you play your life away in the middle of a civilized country. Zoo station was quite interesting, mainly because you meet all sorts in this line of work. Thank God cosmic debris can do something for us: you can make more money as a butcher.

Voltaire used to say that war was a heroic butchery. And Rousseau wanted to discuss the origins and basis of injustice on Earth. The basis is simple: we want the kingdom but we don’t want God in it.

If my old master could see me now!

Sweet Spot Between Sunny And Rainy Days

Carlos Ghosn has been the CEO of several big companies. Known for killing costs, I guess it’s the easy way to profitability. When you pay the price of the Cold War, you’re going to feel the injustice.

But again it might just be a new type of decompression sickness. It is linked with your so-called friends enjoying your weakness moment. What a strange monkey to have on your back. Even your Mama thinks your mind is gone. This journey is special because mothers are critical.

You’re gone with the wind, or you’re gone with the misunderstanding. While you hesitate, several people know what to do. For example, you could read this blog and comment on my work. But please, try to have arguments.

One more cup of coffee before the valley. How the hell am I supposed to say farewell? Is it just goodbye? Drama school knows what to do I guess. Your superego started overflowing with information like: “don’t say maybe”.

No Matter How I Try, I End Up Jammin’

As a musician, I must say jamming is what is the most fun. Meeting fellow musicians on a daily basis and facing a small crowd is a wonderful experience. A journey I’ll never forget.

It’s true, 80% of the time it’s average but don’t we live for that 20%? A New York minute where a song exorcised the funk of 3 months. And though you try to tell yourself it wasn’t that good, your body starts to rejoice and feel relaxed.

You come home and start practicing your instrument like a madman laughing at WW2. I do think WW2 was a bad case of bad music: they kept talking about the blue note and had troubles with basic stuff like holding the neck of a guitar.

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Still Waiting For The Money and The Lover

My retirement is unlikely. I remember that work is a wonderful experience. Maybe it’s just teamwork that’s interesting. After all, you get to meet all sorts and sometimes you meet someone like you. A journey worth nurturing.

Who can it be now, knocking on my neck and shoulders? I liked it here with my childhood friends. But it seems we have to grow up otherwise our lovers will take the ‘Hypocrite’ train.

That’s why Jammin’ Airlines is cool. Maybe no strings can secure you at the station. Ain’t talking about strippers. I’m talking about bonding and oxytocin (a peptide hormone and neuropeptide).

It plays a role in social bonding, sexual reproduction in both sexes, and during and after childbirth. Maybe the oil of Aphrodite and the dust of the Grand Wazoo can cure asthma?

Wind Of Change Blowing During World Cup

I always thought Germany had a great band with Scorpions. But now, I just learned they were eliminated in the group stage of the 2018 world cup. Soccer is a sport and, like in all things, they had a plan.

But the truth is that they didn’t adapt to their opponent. Stick to the plan and we will win. People don’t remember that a plan is only good if you are able to adjust with new information you get.

Germany was the defending champion and they got eliminated in the group stage (first stage). This is insane because you could expect from a defending champion to pass this stage.

Everybody knows that a journey is only good if you are able to adjust. And this is why humans were able to survive. They had a plan but they adapted to their environment.

Destination Is The Habitable Zone, So Many Stars!

As a conclusion, the Jammin’ Airlines had an announcement to make. The destination is a place where life is possible and liquid water is everywhere.

When you spend your time in laboratories trying to have a reaction from your surroundings, it can get exhausting. Because the only appropriate way to bother people is through art.

I might start a career in talent scouting. I know I have talent when I spot the talent in somebody. It’s as simple as that. It might be a bit naive but this position is too comfortable to be sustainable in the long run.

Darkness will fall on the city and people will start to piss you off. Last summer, I played at a festival and a taxi driver recognized me and almost made a mascot out of me.

What could be the sweet spot this time? Do you get your kicks from hurting people? This journey makes you forget about the long run!

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Whiskey bottle and brand new cars,
Oaktree, you’re in my way.
There’s too much Coke and too much smoke.
Look what’s goin’ on inside you.

Oo-oo that smell,
can’t you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell,
the smell of death’s around you.

Angel of darkness is upon you,
Stuck a needle in your arm.
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose.
One more drink, fool, will drown you.

Oo-oo that smell,
can’t you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell,
the smell of death’s around you.

Now they call you Prince Charming,
Can’t speak a word when you’re full of ludes.
Say you’ll be alright, come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you.

Oo-oo that smell,
can’t you smell that smell?
Oo-oo that smell,
the smell of death’s around you.

One little problem that confronts you,
Got a monkey on your back.
Just one more fix, Lord, might do the trick.
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks.

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Written by na1man

I've been listening to music for more than 20 years, trying to get a message in each of the 5000 songs I listened to. I'm interested in all topics (sports, art, science, philosophy, health, travel). I connect the dots with contemporary music. This blog will be the result of more than 20 years of work on humanity (ripples in the curvature of spacetime).

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