Dr Lou's Place Live Music Studio Key Largo

10/18/2024

One of Many, But as Valuable as Any (c) dr lou 10-18-2024

On the birth of our day,
A wise brother once said,
You have to know the tools,
Of your trade.

From the time that we met,
The stage was done, it was set
We drank and acted like fools,
But we played.

We are one of many, we’re told
Some are young, some are old,
And the dreams and feelings we have,
Are all the same.

But the secret my friend,
What you need to know in the end,
Is that you are as valuable as any,
Who ever played the game.

We are one of many,
But as valuable as any.
And knowing that,
Tell me what more you need?

If you seem to want more,
Knock your self out at the door,
But when you get home,
In these words, you are relieved.

The light that we have,
Is the same, the same as,
Every person who has ever,
Been born.

So wake up with no pain,
All as one, in the same,
Singing songs, ringing bells,
Blowing horns.

10/12/2024

Long day of music in store, Florence fall fest with Paul Terzano, 12-3, the Oneida boat club 6-10 with the The Privileged Few Band… great fun in store for all.

09/24/2024

https://youtu.be/Oj-qDaJa36E?si=v2xQLoThn9zKU-3e
the The Privileged Few Band at it's height...so far...lol... Enjoy

Burlington City Festival of Lights 2016 - Privileged Few Band - Jackson

09/16/2024

Miss Judy C (c) dr lou 9-15-2024

Wake from the dreams
It is not as it seems
It is better and worse at one time
Forgetting the way,
And the words left to say
Chatting to no one, on the line

Miss judy c, are you looking for me,
If I left you I apologize (a pologize)
Here’s one for the road
Not enough and it’s cold
But tomorrow is always the prize

Back and forth we do go
Just another dull show
But in here we all do as we please
Just another day gone
As a wink and a song
Do you remember
The birds and the bees

There’s a knock at the door
They don’t love you no more
As the sun dances under our heads
Well there’s just not enough
All the things and the stuff
Heaven help us to warm gentle beds

Cry my tears for me now
I’ve forgotten just how
And I think there’s no more expertise
Dressed as good as I am
Wanting not, helping hands
As the wind, slipped away,
With the breeze.

Oh…

Miss judy c, are you looking for me,
If I left you I apologize
Here’s a tune for the road
Far from home and alone
But tomorrow is just one compromise.

08/27/2024

Apologies ; it’s arrived; I had to; Joseph’s candle (c) dr lou 8-27-2024

Can you hear, Joseph’s candle
It doesn’t burn, there is no flame
Have you had, all you can handle,
Look at me, I feel the same

There are stairs, up to a heaven
From a place, where no one dares
From the floor, on up to seven
Sing the songs of love and prayers

Now You can see, Joseph’s candle
It is bright, in many souls
Though it shines, on kind of an angle
Lighting each, and every role

On your way, to teach the masses
Do it one, spirit at a time
Disregard, the horse’s asses
Bring your love, you will be fine.

If you bring your love,
Everything is fine.
It is not yours,
It is, not mine.

08/27/2024

It went with a whimper (c) dr lou 8-27-2024
The fires they raged
The mountains roared
The things that were
Where not

In the eyes of the sun
Thine its will, getting done
They could do anything
Except stop

The halls of the lords
Cloaked in rusted old swords
All was fine for the ones
At the top

But like time and again
Trumpets sound dying friends
Dirty floors but we have
Not a mop

It went with a whimper
Then the moon rose again
Every one felt a glimmer
Yes it came, then it went

Could it be once again
Faked on out of our shoes
We shall have nothing left
Nothing for us to lose

But as usual a thing,
Forgotten once and before
Will come knocking, oh yes
It will darken our doors

Will it matter this time
Even cut to the core
Affecting all who are wicked
And returning strength to the poor

Oh it went with a whimper
Once again and once more
Will you go to the party?
Or accept what’s in store?

There is no lesson
When there is no ear
What will come next?
Yes, another year.

08/21/2024

The depth of the ego (c) dr lou 8-20-2024

The egos are driving the bus
Right off the friggin cliff…
Every person
Thinks themselves
A reality show.

I don’t really know
If they always did
But I’m pretty darned sure
The do around now

When what you look like
Is who you are
When what you do
Makes you you

A light could shine
In the clear of clear
And you , for your own
Might deny

Listening to the song
That your story mouth plays
Is the trap, oh hey wait
It’s too late

I did what I did
The I cowered and hid
Mistaking respect
For disgust once again

Yes the depth of the ego
Is a long road to hoe
But it supports the old notion
That the world is a show

08/11/2024

Love of the music is part of living life as well as you can.
Jeanne’s first Albert Music Hall/Pinelands Cultural Society show.

07/16/2024

From Beyond Me, I offer another word...enjoy, or not...

Lost in the Sun (c) dr lou 7-16-2024

How is it that love can be found,
By staring for hours, into the deep dark sky.
As the water brings, the spirits of life.
There’s a chance you could figure out, why.

Why is the pleasure of some, so dark,
While the simplest love, is in the eye,
Of the gentle soul, in the songs of love
As the tones of the mind make us cry.

I find my soul, can be lost in the sun,
As the power of being is so clear.
We toil and stretch to meet near term desires
And in the blink of an eye, goes a year.

Then we stand together, seeing life as one
And still there are some who will look away,
There are places we are and places we will go,
And the secret, is that we ALL get to stay.

But I ponder the truth, that is lost in the sun,
Where the pictures turn blurred to the senses,
Is there anything better, than a hand in a hand?
From the mountains to the deepest of trenches.

I try to explain, but to sing the refrains
And to the left and to the right are my friends.
We can cherish our time, from the rich and sublime
To the smells and the sounds and the trends.

I chose not to be lost, in the sun here today,
And I choose to love those I see, one and all!
For I know we are one, and my friend is the sun
Can you hear it, in silence, comes your call.

Oh no I do not preach, for you know in your heart,
That the things that you want, are obscure,
As a feeble disease, tries to bring you to your knees,
In your heart, and in your mind, YOU are the cure.

07/01/2024

A new month, enjoy a word from the spirits…
The eternal (c) 7-1-2024 Dr lou

What is, is not
Where is, is as well,
When is, is as is,
And what is real, is unreal.

Places and things
Are a perception,
A notion is a spirit
And a soul, a destination

Eternity is here
In fact it always was
What that has no beginning
Can surely have no end

What is made in the image
Of that which has no image
Needs not time
To define it’s existence

Thus the energy that is us
Is the energy that is all
And this mean thus
Is the eternal call

A song that is played
The light that lets us see
Is the greatest gift
From a sea to a sea

This is why the water
And the land hold hands
As a magic cradle
Of the babes called man

It has always been here
It has no way to end
It is in the moment
It is being, a friend.

Fear nothing children
Look away from wealth
Cherish every moment
Seek eternal health

That which is of body
Pales in the presence of mind
The imaginary journey
Is kingdom come, defined.

06/25/2024

A Thought for the Summer Morning:
If You Knew (c) dr lou 6-25-2024

Ask yourself a question,
Do it just for fun,
What would you do each day;
If you knew that you’d never be done?

If you knew that you were going to live forever,
What would tomorrow mean?
Why would you think of the future,
Just whom would you aim to please?

The thought came to me early today,
Just what is it that makes us go?
When you take your faith in your personal God,
Just who is it that really knows?

Is it God that you look to each day by a name
Or have you turned your head, and declared it all lame,
If you knew some how that you were here forever,
Would anything ever be, the same?

I see the path to righteousness,
I’ve heard it from pillar and pulpit.
I see the message start out very strong,
Then it always produces a culprit.

The names can change but the heads work the same,
And there’s a place for everyone I have to declare.
But when you think about why you do what you do,
It comes down to one point; you’re scared.

You are scared of what might happen to you.
You personally, not anyone else that you see.
You picture yourself at the end of your time,
And you cast your fate in the sea of belief.

Not to say what is right, but to know what is wrong,
It appears that most people might agree.
If they knew that their spirit would last forever.
Would you care what happened to you, or to me?

Maybe the answer is simpler than we think,
Or maybe it’s so hard no one will ever figure it out.
But one thing is sure, on the cool summer morning,
Being good to each other, is what it’s all about.

06/13/2024

another memory popped up...

Burlington City Festival of Lights 2016 - Privileged Few Band - Jackson