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Location: Carle Place, NY | Just when you think that you've seen everthing, along comes this:
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&category=33029&item=3722206782&rd=1 |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | That has got to be one of the Ugliest guitars I have ever seen! :eek:
And the fact that the description states that It is one of the First ovation to go electric is even FUNNIER! :D
Now Mind you , I'm Not saying that it's not a decent Guitar,...Just that It's UGLY!!
by the tone of your post, You probably think so too! :D |
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Location: Converse, Texas | Yuck! That has to be as ugly as the AVacado Green Celebicy that Phil referred to in another post! |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Craig,
Now That Was UGLY but this isUGLIER THAN THAT! And I Do mean UGLY! |
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Location: The Great Pacific Northwest | Guess I was born at the wrong time.. hmm actually I was according to my mom... I guess that's what she meant. I like the tie-dye look of this thing, pretty cool. |
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Location: 6 String Ranch | tie-dyed vomit on spruce, very 70's. |
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Location: NJ | Correction, Bill:
"Tie-dyed TEQUILA & CURACAO vomit on spruce"
. . . with maybe just a TOUCH of guacamole . . . . for texture. |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Touche' !! :D |
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Location: 6 String Ranch | Well put Cliff, I see you have Tequila memories too. Got to remember not to eat Guac while drinking......... |
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Location: Lafayette, Louisiana | Wow, another guitar that makes the MOB look good. :p :p :p |
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Location: 6 String Ranch | Careful Paul, maybe they saw this one and it was the inspiration for My Other aBortion. |
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Location: Lafayette, Louisiana | Bill you may be right. Scary stuff. (lol) |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Well Bill,
Now You've done it!! I'm Gauranteed to have nightmares tonight and i'm sure it will alternate between The Puke Green Celibacy and My Other Abortion! :eek: |
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Location: Warren,Pa. | Should we all take up a collection and buy it? That way, we'll be sure to preserve this fine piece and....hey, we could bring it to New Hartford next year and hang it on the wall. John (not my real name). |
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Location: Lafayette, Louisiana | Hey thats not a bad idea. The Ovation Wall of Shame. (lol) |
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Location: NJ | Bill;
". . Tequila memories . . "??
The words "Tequila" and "Memory" do not belong in the same sentence. When they do occur together, you obviously have not drank enough. Mr. Moody has given his permission to be a subject in various tequila experiments when I go out to visit him during WinterNAMM. THAT should be interesting! Naturally, a full documented report will follow.
Back to the Celebrity:
Herringbone Back???
That conjures up strange visions . . . |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Ovation Wall Of Shame!! That has a certain ring to it. though I'm sure the wall of shame could not possibly be as full as a wall of Fame fro the great guitars they have made and continue making to this day!
If they had a wall of shame though... this guitar would definately be on it! :eek: |
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Location: Taichung, Taiwan | I think it should be a Wall of Shame for what some one DID to an Ovation. Don't blame that paint job on any factory, even Asian. |
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Location: 6 String Ranch | Cliff
Tequila memories come from when you drink Tequila and then the memory comes from when your friends tell the stories the next day. I realize this has probably never happened to you but it does happen sometimes. It never happened to me, either time.
Happy Cinco de Maiyo (however you spell it) Lets go have some Tequilla!! Get workin on that other favorite finish! |
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Location: NJ | It's never really happened to me either . . . .
. . . . . if I drink too much of it, my friends don't usually talk to me again for quite some time . . . by that time, they've either forgotten the stories, or CHOSE to forget them. :rolleyes: |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Actually Cliff,
That's why The llama isn't speaking to you now. :D
Too Much tequila! Is there ever such a thing as too much? :D :D |
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Location: NJ | ". . . It's a THIN LINE between Saturday Night and Sunday Mornin" . . ."
- J. Buffett |
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Location: SoCal | Don't quote Buffet. Al might delete the thread. |
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Location: NJ | Just say no to parrotheads!!!!!!!!!
the only thing that makes me cringe about cliff... |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | But Uncle AL!!
It's 5' Oclock Somewhere,..clocks always on 5 at margaritaville. Especially come monday..when you have a chesseburger in Paradise and play in the ocean to see all the Fins . Then you can see all the changes in Lattitudes, Changes in attitudes..
Then again why don't we get drunkand.....
Had enough yet Al??? :D :D
Sorry, I could't resist..by the way, If the Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me! :eek: |
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Location: NJ | don't make me start quoting Lou Reed lyrics....
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Gp for It Al,..
I kinda Like Lou Reed Too! :D
Told You guys my Taste in Music was Eclectic! :D |
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Location: NJ | Venus In Furs
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart |
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Location: Las Cruces, NM | Al the host of eons
Has presented the song that
sickens the faithful |
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Location: NJ | bailey
then lets try another one.
The Black Angel's Death Song
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate
For him to choose
What had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied country
All covered with sleep
Where the black angel did weep
Not an old city street in the east
Gone to choose
And wandering's brother
Walked on through the night
With his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T.
The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so long
To his skull-shrill yell
Shining brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the time
Infused with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping chunks
From the bells
Cut mouth bleeding razor's
Forgetting the pain
Antiseptic remains cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget
Where you come from
The stools of your eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a horse
Went the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, choose to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and weaved
Choose a side to be on
If the stone glances off
Split didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to lose
For the loss of remain come and start
Start the game I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to choose
Choose to choose, choose to go |
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Location: NJ | ". . . the only thing that makes me cringe about cliff..."
The ONLY thing???
Shit! That's a better score than I'd get with my ex-wife!! :D
Actually, one of my favorite albums was Reed's live album "Rock and Roll Animal" . . . but only the first song and last song (GREAT guitar work by Mr. Hunter on both!). Bought it on CD, burned those two songs onto another, and threw out the original. Reed . . . Pretentious Fop! |
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Location: NJ | Reed . . . Pretentious Fop![/QB]
you asked for it. more reed lyrics.
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Gosh Al,
You're pretty Good. We only gave tidbits. You Took a walk on The wild Side and gave us complete lyrics. Touche'! :D :D :D |
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Location: Seattle WA | ok .... I was scared~!! :D |
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Location: NJ | more you say? the lyrics to Heroin were not enough???? ok here you go.
I'm Waiting For The Man
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Keep em coming Al, This is Great!!
There's more culture on this board than you'll find at The Museum of Art!
Not saying it's better mind you... but it's Culture None the less! I love it! :cool: |
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Location: NJ | what is it? you want me to prove I am a really sick person or something?
what can I say. I was attracted to the dark seamy side of society at a young age.
Sister Ray
Duck and Sally inside
They're cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her big man
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, it's just like Sister Ray says
Rosy and Miss Rayon
They're busy waiting for her booster
Who just got back from Carolina
She said she didn't like the weather
They're busy waiting for her Sailor
Who said he's just as big as ever
He's just here from Alabama
He wants to know a way to earn a dollar
I'm searching for my mainline
I couldn't hit it sideways
Ah, just like Sister Ray said
Cecil's got his new piece
He cocks and shoots between three and four
He aims it at the Sailor
Shoots him down dead on the floor
Oh, you shouldn't do that
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
Don't you know you'll stain the carpet
And by the way man, have you got a dollar
Oh no man, I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on a ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, she does it just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching for my mainline
I said I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, just like, just like Sister Ray says
Now, who's that knocking
Who's that knocking on my chamber door
Now could it be the police
They've come to take me for a ride ride
Oh, but I haven't got the time time
Too busy sucking on my ding dong
She's too busy sucking on my ding dong
Oh, now, just like Sister Ray said
I'm searching on my line
I couldn't hit it sideways
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh now, just like, just like, just like.....
Sister Ray says. |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Bravo Al!!
You Sir have outdone yourself. Great lyrics though. |
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Location: NJ | ". . you want me to prove I am a really sick person or something? . . "
I don't know, . . . is "proof" really needed?? |
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Location: NJ | tell me when you had enough
Lady Godiva's Operation
Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another curly haired boy, just another toy
Sick with silence she weps sincerely
saying word that have oh so clearly been said
so long ago
Draperies wrapped gently 'round her shoulder
Life has made her that much bolder now
that she's found out how
Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy
Pride and joy of the latest penny faire
pretty passing care
Hair today now dipped in the water
Making love to every poor daughter's son
isn't it fun
Now today propping grace with envy
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone's there
and hasn't a care
Doctor is coming the nurse thinks SWEETLY
Turning on the machines that NEATLY pump air
the body lies bare
Shaved and hairless what once was SCREAMING
now lies silent and almost SLEEPING
the brain must have gone away
Straped securly to the white table
ether caused the body to wither and writhe
underneath the white light
Doctor arrives with knife and baggage
sees the growth as just so much cabbage
that now
must be cut away
Now come the moment of Great! Great! Decision!
The doctor is making his first incision
One goes here--one goes there
The ether tube's leaking says someone who's sloppy
the patient it seems is not so well sleeping
The screams echo up the hall
Don't panic someone give him pentathol instantly
Doctor removes his blade
cagily slow from the brain
By my count of ten--
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Location: NJ | z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z . . . . . . |
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Location: Fayetteville, NC | Al,
Guess you'd better Stop, Cliffs asleep and it looks like Moody's nodding off too! :D |
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Location: SoCal | I think Al's got too much time on his hands...or his hands have too much time. |
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Location: Central Oregon | As long as there are lyrics being posted & I see OJ is back in the news, as well as a remake of a certain commercial, here's a little ditty I made up the last time we were bombarded with OJ 24/7.
With apologies to Oscar Mayer...
There's a big trial going on now
It's broadcast near & far
You can watch it on your TV set
Or listen from your car
Some folks watch it every day
And if you ask them why they'll sayyy-
To see Judge Ito have his way
With OJ Simpson's DNA.
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Vintage Celebrity?