dedicated to Edgarblythe

Amen

Edgar is my "everyman". Nice tribute dys.

I tend to thing of Edgar when I hear:
let your soul shine
better than sunshine
better than moonshine
dann sure better
than the rain

When you get a haircut, be sure to go back home
When you get a haircut, get a barber you have known
Since you were a little bitty boy sittin' in a booster chair
Or you might look like Larry, Moe or Curly if a stranger cuts your hair

Well, Butte, Montana just a'passin' through, one thing I just had to do
Had to get a haircut and I was worried for my hair, oh
I had a feeling of impending doom the minute I stepped into that room
Laid my eyes upon that barber chair

Recitation

It was a macho barber shop. Hair dryers were mounted on a rifle rack. There were no mirrors. The barber chair was a Peterbilt...Barber walked in; he was huge, seven feet tall, three hundred pounds of spring steel and rawhide wearin' a hard hat, chewin' a cigar, had a t-shirt on said, "I hate musicians". Threw me in the chair, sneered and said, "What'll it be pal?" Now a lot of people would be intimidated in a situation like this...I was not. I am what I am, play my piano, and sing my little songs. I looked him right in the eye and I said, "I'm a logger - just up from Coos Bay, Oregon. Been toppin' trees - quite possibly the tough...(cough) toughest man in the entire world". He said, "All right!" he gave me a haircut and I walked out of there friends, my hair was gone! Made Kojak look like William Lee Golden. Yeah, had a tremendous craving to operate heavy equipment. Now, you may think that Butte, Montana haircut's the worst any man could ever get...Wrong!

Well, a few months later, I was way down south - grits and gravy and hush your mouth Hair so long I'm startin' to look like a man in drag It was then that the sheriff walked up and said, "Boy, you got too much hair on your head...You better get yourself a haircut or a dog tag"

Recitation

Well, when I stepped into the shop, I realized immediately that I was dealing with a born-again barber. Don't see too many barber shops with a steeple, had an organ in the corner, a choir, an usher led me to the barber chair. Barber walked in, started saying grace, "Oh Lord, for these haircuts we are about to receive, may we be truly thankful. Dominus possum pax probiscus, post mortem, et tu brute, puella carborundum". He was sorta half-Baptist, half-Catholic...maybe a Cathtist. He started cuttin' my hair and preachin' at the same time. I mean he's a wild man, scissors and razors a'flyin' around my head, he's talkin'about the evils of dancin' and drinkin' and liquor and sex and wild women and music and the music business. Then he looked down at me and he said, "What do you do for a livin'ahuh?" Now, I'm not ashamed of what I do for a livin'. Workin' bars and casinos, around liquor and wild women, I just play my piano, sing my little songs. I looked him right in the eye and I said, "I run this church for loggers!"

Chorus

When you get a haircut, be sure to go back home
When you get a haircut, get a barber you have known
Since you were a little bitty boy sittin' in a booster chair
Or you might look like Larry, Moe or Curly if a stranger cuts your hair...oh yeah!

I definitely can't miss a dedication to edgar. When I joined this forum last year, he became my very first A2K friend

I'm still there for ya, colorbook. Check the spontaneous poems thread.


Dys, noddy, panzade words fail me. Thanks.

I seen it, very good edgar.. I wanted to post again, but I can't seem gather any spontaneity at the moment

Edgar is on the top of my favorite A2Kers list :-D

my a2k buddy from the music page

I echo everyone's feelings about edgar. You deserve a thread dedicated to you.

edgarblythe ~ the A2ker I'd most like to have a beer with.

Raises glass to Edgar.

Here. Here.

A man of many words, and all are worth repeating.

ditto above

<raising my glass to edgar>

To one of the most decent human beings I've been privileged to meet...

Let's have a cyber beer then all meet at dys's for a cook-out. I'm sure he will grill up a few porterhouses and provide a few kegs and bottles. Then a dip in his pool and sit around telling trail stories - Or something.
Luv Ya All - eb

edgar's not only a great man--he's a great human being!

I doff my feathers in your direction, sir!

Edgar's thinkin':... "What the hell brought this on?"

What the hell did bring this on?