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Talk. Talk. Talk.

Friends & Family:

Howdy. Hope your summer is harvesting lots of smiles for you.

A few nights ago I had a real fun music jam with a bunch of city boys here in the NYC area...Queens to be exact. Nice down to earth fellas who bill themselves as the Blue Collars because, why, they are just that. A sanitation worker, a fireman, a carpenter, and I forget what the other guy does. The first song we jammed to is this crazy thing I made up, while the guitar player was warming up.

It's called Talk Talk....a rockin blues tune. As an artist, sometimes exactly what you're going through or experiencing breathes unexpected life into a moment. I wasn't really thinking about the concept of Talk Talk. But it occured to me, today, that I know why I composed that tune on the fly.

The tongue is the sword of the body. It can lash and slash, or it can protect, encourage and so forth. But when someone is constantly talk talkin at you with nothing to say and that nothin begins to wear you out...it's a form of abuse.

So, I just began singing at the top of my lungs. It went something like this:

Talk Talk Talk
all ya do is
Talk Talk Talk
tongue is a waggin
You're Talk Talkin
but you've got nothin to say

Cut me down
with the slash of words
hey man
keep your mouth
keep your life
just like the bible serves

A good man thinks
before he speaks
ponders before he answers
but all your talk talkin, boy
is jest your angry
heart messy leakin

Talk Talk Talk
all ya do is
Talk Talk Talk
tongue a flappin in the wind
You're a Talk Talkin
but you're sayin absolutely nothin...

You know all your talkin
it really turns me off
yeah, all that nasty talk talkin
it really turns me off
so, think I'll see ya later man
or maybe never see you again,
because I'm walk walkin, walkin
far away from you, baby

So, that's the clumsy little tune.

But, think about how words can really CUT or CAPTIVATE. When you're talk talkin, monitor what you say and be sure you're not just lashin out ... ponder before you pucker up to form a word.

It's so important to be speak to one another with the utmost kindness and respect on our road journey as we travel down the road a peace.


copyrighted lyrics Road Diva 2004 ASCAP

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