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The Lord delights in those who have patience, and while this post (finally) is largely about music of the pious, religious type, Exciter Came For All Of Us, and give it listen and see what literally, The Priest(s) have to offer, in the form of Easter services here, there and everywhere. And check the ones of various styles that still can be found in The Valley, and I’ll let you in on Those About To Rock, and hard to locate unless you get it from someone well-sourced, hey that’s me! (This is the first of several installments on such hints).

This just in, or call it breaking news. Can someone please give me a break, and not put the brakes

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More primer for the next few days and weeks of my web coverage on how to contain the corona, and now in almost real time, the 15-or-so categories of local info that I will hit on and when you can expect to see them, and now pronto … drum roll please … the long awaited meaty coverage, that like meat loaf just won’t go away, now that all my ground rules have been laid and relaid. That has served to prime the pump, and this headline moreso, and we hope that it turns out to be shorter than the previous one. —– (Then breaking news: Who was to hit those drum rolls on my behalf but Ringo, but the record company would have taken away his recording rights and on a writer’s budget, I don’t have a studio. Short headline from HudsonWiNightlife? Get real).

Hey I know, all this is overwhelming, whether vanquishing the virus or other types of related content, so if you

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Here is what you need to know to kick some virus butt, (sorry church ladies, but this a time for coming together, not retribution for wayward folk like me. So we lay, lady lay, lady our weary heads to rest, as on a big brass bed. —– I would say is all you need but there is so much, and you can peruse much of it on these pages, here and later, and on and on and on to the end, and at the end of this stanza that’s a story, and here and there see sprinkled some song lyrics, to taste then savor as a now-needed savior. Hey, hey, hey, this is after all a music web site, Mick and Zep and so many other singers, and Doug (inside joke, more later). —– And so, you will have to read-it-well and thus be well-read to get the reference to Kansas. They are an old school band, and an American Band, not the rural state that for that reason has been largely immune to the threat, virus not corn rot, as I think that’s a term. —– Ask your local ag agent or Mellencamp or Bruce S. or Bruce D. If they’re not busy saving the cows and the planet they feed, financially, or did I get that backwards, I do declare as I digress in what becomes a Nugent-sanctioned free-for-all. —– That’s like those practical and strapping farm boys forging on to feed our country, by their work out in the fields of the country. —– They are boys not just men, of few words. But I am but I’m a hack of many, as you can plainly see since I’ve Rambled On to be a Harvester of Sorrow. Hey, that’s a theme in my earlier post, as many words as mustard grains! Ugh, is it that bad? But hey, we need to sow more of that ethic today.

<It goes on and on and on and on, its Heaven or Hell, oh well, or so says Sabbath. Already

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Look past first glance, and there’s still plenty to do today of all things greened-out, tunes of Irish and other ethnicities if not been tuned out, many forms of fab food to eat in (or eat out?) as most kitchens here are or were still cooking, just the start of what proves to be a memorable St. Patrick’s Day. That’s in more ways than a leprechaun can let loose fairy dust (and yes, they do exist, if not in Ireland here)! Lower down, continue to find what events are unfolding, and there is plenty of that too. So these many blog posts have taken a turn and are now more like tales told by an actual, old long-winded Irishman, and that’s what’s needed here. I dare say its more interesting, with story fodder given great for redacting into a yarn, that in this case bests straight reporting.

This long, long post, expanded on by the hour, of all the great things to do still today right here

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Erin Go Brough! Green costume clad Conant shows just how Irish she is by doling out the ditties as an awesome event every St. Patrick’s Day to the front desk staff at an RF hospital-housed free clinic, where she long has received the services from many of them, her way of charity through song and fancy dress. Maybe come and listen before holiday music starts at other night spots? So much more on Erin and others of such ilk ASAP, posted hour by hour.

The free medical clinic of Pierce and St. Croix Counties might best be known for serving people of quite limited

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Me again. Read this often you once-in-a-while impatient Irish and even others, dwelling on The Day Of Green plus other whatnot, Irish and its affairs or not, although I indeed know everyone’s Irish Right Now, and luck may come your way, and hopefully not even a virus can take that prosperity and the like away. Read it all here, and not just on the home page but most all departments. Good Day!

Why are you here, I know, but why this page? Maybe you and your clicking finger won’t forget and you

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Again, not to repeat and repeat, but why are you here? Maybe cut back on guzzling the Guinness and look on other departments on this web site for literally dozens and dozens of even more-than-just-daily updates on the local scene as it involves topics that start with instant-all-things-Irish and how its influencing their hallowed holiday — and all the events that are still on will be described here in detail and lots of them so you can pick — moving on to literally hundreds of snippets on the impact of the virus sticking to topics concerning this web site, and lots of these, that you can only find here. Virus views going virtually viral? Close. And gosh, even very soon on this now vacant department heading . And speaking of departments, you will get a partial breakdown of topics tackled as soon as they merit Being There. May the wind be at your back, unless its carrying something nasty.

What you expect more? You just have to wait for these stack of stories, but if you’re Lucky, and that’s

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The St. Patrick’s Day foray has now finally began in its full form, with mountains of music and revelry flowing

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