tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126118203274498241.post8434507859186838105..comments2023-12-13T09:02:00.961+00:00Comments on MuhMur: Wounded KneeStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00768863335845782635noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126118203274498241.post-43542695828878958952010-02-08T22:24:41.766+00:002010-02-08T22:24:41.766+00:00Hi Steve, that's a shame you're not into E...Hi Steve, that's a shame you're not into Edina Home Brew. Tom really liked it though, otherwise he wouldn't have done such a good job putting it together. I'd like you to know that I recorded it with love. ""Bum Bum Bum Titty Bum" is the zenith of lyricism held within" is your cruellest criticism, and weakest: what about "flocks of quail sailed up and over a field, brown brown, sailing down, blending"? Lifted that one from Ralph Ellison's "Invisible Man" it's a beautiful line. I think the "bum titty bum" you hear is actually when I'm chanting "Freudian slip slip huh, Freudian slip slip...". Which is pretty hilarious no? WKxShazzbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14160647793836436780noreply@blogger.com