Tent

It keeps getting more

& more weird…

& I keep getting

more & more

weird too

!

“the holy of holies”

“I say let’s dance!

“boogity boogity”

tent cricket

 

 

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What A Gal!

Clyde (left) and Susan and (right) Chuck

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First love

Way back in the fifth grade

A vivid classroom memory prevails

Chuck & I watching you

Pick your nose & roll your boogers into little balls

Then tossing them into the hair of Greg P

As he slept with his head on his desk

What a gal

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from

The Autobiographical Fantasies & Transformations Of

Rawclyde

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photo from Annie Get Your Gun (1950)

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I Am I Said

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L.A.’s fine, the sun shines most the time
And the feeling is “layed back”
Palm trees grow and rents are low
But you know I keep thinkin’ about
Making my way back
.
Well I’m New York City born and raised
But nowadays
I’m lost between two shores
L.A.’s fine, but it ain’t home
New York’s home
But it ain’t mine no more
.
“I am,” I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
.
Did you ever read about a frog
Who dreamed of bein’ a king
And then became one
Well except for the names
And a few other changes
If you talk about me
The story’s the same one
.
But I got an emptiness deep inside
And I’ve tried
But it won’t let me go
And I’m not a man who likes to swear
But I never cared
For the sound of being alone
.
“I am,” I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” said I
And I am lost and I can’t
Even say why
“I am,” I said
“I am,” I cried
“I am,” I said
.
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sung & written by Neil Diamond
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Back In The Tomb

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Why oh why

Baby oh baby

Please tell me why

I’m moving so slow today

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Up the street

Up the stairs

Rickety old feet

Plodding along

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Pull me brim down

Pull me keys out

Unlock the door etc.

Sittin’ in the tomb again

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Why o’ why do I

Like sitting in this old cold hotel room

There ain’t nothin’ here worth considering

Yet my heart go zooooooom

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Aye!

We’re traveling now

You & your traveling man

Hold on tight now

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You is lookin’ so good

The whole dang neighborhood

Inside my mind

Gots reason to shine

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Yeah but

Yeah but

You say I’m way over here

You is way over there

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So it ain’t so

My thinking’s gone slow

You got bronchitis &

I’m a wanna-be bo’

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Yeah but

Yeah but

I hummed a little prayer

to the Goddess up there

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She’s on your side

As well as mine &

She’s a lot stronger than

Turpentine

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Sooooooo

We’re dancing slow

Your belly’s warm & plump &

We’re half drunk

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In fact, instead of growing old

We’re growing young

Oh so slow

To a Neil Diamond song

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Wait a minute

Something’s not right

My hat falls to the floor

Something’s wrong

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You’re like you always are

The hottest ray of sunshine around

But me, me oh my, my skin

It’s lost & cannot be found

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Dang it ~ everything was so gallant

Gallant & slam-dunk grand

No more yeah butts

I am, I am a skeleton man!

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by Rawclyde!

with a lot of help from artists

Dan Dos Santos

&

Clyde Caldwell

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