I Do so Hope There are Saxophones in Heaven
Will I know it when I’m not
when it’s all over
When I’ve lost the bloomin lot ..
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Neville (
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A fine write N.
I was only reading recently: 'Store up treasure in heaven, not on earth, where rust corrupts and moths devour'. So you will only have lost earthly treasures.
You opened that wallet? Them moths flew out of it?!
thanks for being the first Mr. O .. and for that interesting revelation too sir ............... N 🙂
And yes - saxophones in heaven. How else will I continue singing? I will be better then. lol.
So do I re.the title my friend - - the sax has mystical seduction - am sure its sweet music will go on forever - - like love...........x
I just can't get Baker Street out my head .. but then, why would I even want to try .. many thanks for gently blowing in .. my little seductress you ................................x
Of course you will know, meet you there one day - but not for a long time yet.
Andy
sounds like a plan ............................................... but lets not agree on a date .. not yet anyway 🙂
Big question,........Saxophones would definitely sooth the transition... always supposing.... DD.
... aye, one must never assume, must one .............. cheers tho n truly 🙂
Since typos have been all the go recently, I must confess there's one in mine....
('Kebero' drums, to herald our fluster of last blinks
trumpets and flutes, as our swansong of last breadth
and saxophones: to play midnight Blues
as we traverse, that matter of nothingness existence
in that universe of endlessness...)
a wonderfully melancholic write, my friend
(got me in the mood for some Coltrane's Sound
Equinox if you will, c-sharp of modal Jazz
enticing free, that inner serenity)
.................. wot wonderful things our ears do be ......... one can beat a drum, but a sax & a mandolin are summat else altogether ............................. bless you L.B 🙂
Blimey, If they aint got saxes in heaven I've got 5 of the damned things u can borrow mate.
Which reminds me, I havent had a good honk on any one of them lately.
Maybe, if they let me into heaven (hmmmm) i could try to become the virtuoso i always dreamed of.
................ No buts, you are already, in my book anyway ................. cheers n all that jazz DA 🙂
Couldnt sleep so had a peep at a few of your back numbers I may have missed - - the title of this one has me smilin' - - have always loved the sound of cool sax -play...............x
you can beat an egg et etc .. but you just can't beat a good bit of sax now can ya ............ 🙂 x
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