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Old Mack

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  1. "If we were willing to give away $3 billion for this deal, we could invest those $3 billion in our district ourselves, if we wanted to," said Ocasio-Cortez, defending her anti-Amazon position. "We could hire out more teachers. We can fix our subways. We can put a lot of people to work for that money, if we wanted to."
  2. Solo Effect doesn't annoy me...I think he is the closest thing to Bob Dylan there is. Up on the white veranda She wears a necktie and a Panama hat Her passport shows a face From another time and place She looks nothin’ like that And all the remnants of her recent past Are scattered in the wild wind She walks across the marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is callin’ her to come on in She smiles, walks the other way As the last ship sails and the moon fades away From Black Diamond Bay As the mornin’ light breaks open, the Greek comes down And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write “Pardon, monsieur,” the desk clerk says Carefully removes his fez “Am I hearin’ you right?” And as the yellow fog is liftin’ The Greek is quickly headin’ for the second floor She passes him on the spiral staircase Thinkin’ he’s the Soviet Ambassador She starts to speak, but he walks away As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway On Black Diamond Bay A soldier sits beneath the fan Doin’ business with a tiny man who sells him a ring Lightning strikes, the lights blow out The desk clerk wakes and begins to shout “Can you see anything?” Then the Greek appears on the second floor In his bare feet with a rope around his neck While a loser in the gambling room lights up a candle Says, “Open up another deck” But the dealer says, “Attendez-vous, s’il vous plait” As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away From Black Diamond Bay The desk clerk heard the woman laugh As he looked around the aftermath and the soldier got tough He tried to grab the woman’s hand Said, “Here’s a ring, it cost a grand” She said, “That ain’t enough” Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb She passed the door that the Greek had locked Where a handwritten sign read, “Do Not Disturb” She knocked upon it anyway As the sun went down and the music did play On Black Diamond Bay “I’ve got to talk to someone quick!” But the Greek said, “Go away,” and he kicked the chair to the floor He hung there from the chandelier She cried, “Help, there’s danger near Please open up the door!” Then the volcano erupted And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above The soldier and the tiny man were crouched in the corner Thinking of forbidden love But the desk clerk said, “It happens every day” As the stars fell down and the fields burned away On Black Diamond Bay As the island slowly sank the loser finally broke the bank in the gambling room The dealer said, “It’s too late now you can take your money, but I don’t know how You’ll spend it in the tomb” The tiny man bit the soldier’s ear as the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew While she’s out on the balcony, where a stranger tells her “My darling, je vous aime beaucoup” She sheds a tear and then begins to pray as the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away From Black Diamond Bay I was sittin’ home alone one night in L.A. Watchin’ old Cronkite on the seven o’clock news It seems there was an earthquake that Left nothin’ but a Panama hat And a pair of old Greek shoes Didn’t seem like much was happenin’, So I turned it off and went to grab another beer Seems like every time you turn around There’s another hard-luck story that you’re gonna hear And there’s really nothin’ anyone can say And I never did plan to go anyway To Black Diamond Bay BU[/ i]
  3. Honestly it sounds almost so silly to say but there’s a lot of restaurants that are feeling the pain of racism, where people are literally not patroning Chinese restaurants. They’re not patroning Asian restaurants because of just straight up racism around the coronavirus. To everyone in NYC but ESPECIALLY healthy people & people under 40 (bc from what I’m observing that’s who needs to hear this again): PLEASE stop crowding bars, restaurants, and public spaces right now. Eat your meals at home. If you are healthy, you could be spreading COVID.
  4. I love a bumped thread especially this one...since it was my intro to NHBd. . Here is a Bob just for you:
  5. In your honor...I shall dust off my Black Crowes album and give it a listen. I'm from Philly...lived 10 -15 minutes from all the halls...I use to go to concerts all the time. Dylan-14 times. David Bromberg-15 times. Bruce-15 times. I had a friend that was one of those Dead Heads that followed them around. I forget how many shows he went to BUT in my book the # was goofy.
  6. The Doobie Bros are some good music for beer drinking....not like Lynyrd Skynyrd and a kegger BUT up there. When I was in the Army I worked for a Captain* who was from around where the Doogies got started...he told me he use to go see them in small clubs. * His last name was Ives BUT we all called him Jives.
  7. Do you think I'm wrong ? If so...please explain why I should tell the FEDs what type of home I live in ! I pay my taxes and IMHO that is all they need to know.
  8. I saw the Doobie Brothers and tho I like them alot didn't think the show was so great. (same with Traffic and Santana) Saw Pink Floyd doing Dark Side of the Moon....tripping my ass off. That was one wild ride.
  9. Southern Cross...great song ! IMHO...the rest of the album...not so much. Saw C,S,N & Y at the Atlantic City Raceway with 100,000 other people...would say it was in the top of the heap of the hundreds of shows I've been to. Saw Stills (I'm talking him and acoustic guitar) at the Tower Theater....best song of the night...Crossroads.
  10. Awesome...was it gorry ? In jail you are pretty limited to how you can kill yourself. Easiest way...is to go over and knock the all food off a opposing ethnic groups table while screaming YOUR MOM.
  11. It is getting to the point where being shunned around here is less and less fun for me. When someone's offspring (based on thier ideology) is allowed to be attacked (especially one who isn't around to defend himself)...it shows how much this place is going down hill.
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