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I have been contacted by Bongo boy Tv an American company with view to transmiting oneof my videos.Do any of our U S members know of Bongo boy or have seen any of their programs.I get the feeling this may be a scam as they ask for a fee for broadcasting ,but on googling them they appear genuine.
As I cant access American Tv any info would be good.

Went to my local guitar shop today to have a look at a Peavy vypr 30 that they said I might be interested in ,sounded great reasonable price but so complicated to set up.
I noticed they had a line 6 spider 30   I at least know what I'm doing with that as I have the spider 75 in Crete and it sounds great and is a reliable amp plus it was 30 pounds cheaper .

I wrote  this in the  style Lucile Bogan so I  hope no  one  is offended as  many  of  Lucille's  songs  were  very  near  to  the  knuckle and  dealt  with sexual subjects .This  song tells  of  a  Black  burlesque  artist  in the depression of the  20s and  leaves  much  to  the  listeners  imagination but  I  hope  it  reflects  the feeling  of  the  era .

Coal black Sadie
By Graham Windle ©all rights  reserved 15/01/2015

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Coal black Sadie, Friend of the working man
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Coal black Sadie
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She does what she can
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She’s gonna show you a thing or two
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Does all the things your wife wont do
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Coal black Sadie, She’s just a working gal

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Coal black Sadie, See her walkin down the street
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Coal black Sadie
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Don’t she look so sweet
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She’s got a body firm as steel
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Pay your money you don’t get to feel
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Coal black Sadie, She’s just a working gal

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Coal black Sadie, Star of the burlesque show
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Coal black Sadie
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Every body want to go
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When she walks on, the guys, all howl (Wolf whistle)
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The women they just sneer and scowl

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Coal black Sadie, She’s just a working gal

Had some thoughts this morning about people throughout the ages who  have been taken from their chosen places or homes, and  came up  with this poem about how  they  might have  felt on arrival in a strange place.

I feel so introverted
Things are locked in side
All my deep emotions
Have just found a place to hide
Once I could express my self
With eloquence and pride
My whole world just fell apart
This wave I got to ride

Taken from a distant shore
To some other land
Unknown faces all around
Words I dont understand
Situation dangerous
Not the life I planned
I feel so introverted
And I need a helping hand

I miss the warm wind blowing
I miss the deep blue sea
Familiar surroundings
The man I used to be
Perhaps one day I will return
And things will be the same
Till then I'm introverted
And live my life in pain

Graham Windle 31/12/2014 all rights reserved