"Anyway, these are some things I read about in the news today. Out my window, it is finally
raining, and tomorrow is the day Jeffery Frederick of the Clamtones died...St Drunkards day. "
Wednesday, March 16,
2005
"Jeff might have died, but his music lives on"
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Or purrhaps his music is sipping,
His barstool is two legs floor two legs sky
His boots not carpet clean but relished by condos,
Little robot sweepers scouring crumbs of outdoors
Drown out that I mumble
He died of Might or lived of Did
A flighty wind bounces it banjo off his timbre
Try fill his boots with timberlake
Croon in auto tune
No need retract claws that how we scale the trunk
S'ain't my place to label a legend
Or typecast an unholy chapel as a manger
Swear definitive statements on a pint
Let the sweat be mutual
Heat meet cold, glass meet flesh
We's meat, BTW
"Jeffrey Sutton Frederick (1950–1997) was a songwriter, guitarist and performer specializing in good-time Americana music—an idiosyncratic blend of folk, country and rock and roll. He was a largely uncredited predecessor of today's alternative country music genre. "
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"engineers worked to make sense of data showing an “incorrect attitude”.
"On Friday, however, IM declared Athena dead"
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