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RVACane said:
I have visions of @UMFarArcher in chopping down viet cong to this - and then the reprise version in Iraq with @Empirical Cane smoking Islamo-psychos in Mosul.

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Wow, that combo takes me back.

I got a call one day from Holly Reinhardt, a gorgeous model I knew who excitedly asked me meet me at my door - I did - and she handed me this album and demanded I listen. Loved it.

Like many then, we had a band and I was the drummer. I spent probably hundreds of hours until I could replicate that drum solo.

I got orders twice for Vietnam, and first orders, I broke up with the sweetest, prettiest girl ever - she wanted to get married. I thought it best for both of us since I wasn't planning on coming back. Not suicidal - but I'd seen the place and manner I got killed - same thing several times - and each time was exactly the same, and even after awakening - I could recall it perfectly. Unlike dreams which quickly evaporate and fade.

We got a three day R&R to Vung Tau - and in this one club favored by our unit because it was on the third floor and had chain-link risers so no one could throw grenades in. During midday hours, I was there with several others, and we were the only ones inside. I kept looking at the drum set on the stage. The drummer left his sticks . . .

I did that solo. The whole thing. Since I'd gone pretty much feral - it seemed to surprise the guys I could do something normal. But it felt good.

I'd forgotten that - thanks for the memory. Wild days.

Anyway, if there was a song I recall with some attachment - it was Paint it Black.
 
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UMFarArcher said:
Wow, that combo takes me back.

I got a call one day from Holly Reinhardt, a gorgeous model I knew who excitedly asked me meet me at my door - I did - and she handed me this album and demanded I listen. Loved it.

Like many then, we had a band and I was the drummer. I spent probably hundreds of hours until I could replicate that drum solo.

I got orders twice for Vietnam, and first orders, I broke up with the sweetest, prettiest girl ever - she wanted to get married. I thought it best for both of us since I wasn't planning on coming back. Not suicidal - but I'd seen the place and manner I got killed - same thing several times - and each time was exactly the same, and even after awakening - I could recall it perfectly. Unlike dreams which quickly evaporate and fade.

We got a three day R&R to Vung Tau - and in this one club favored by our unit because it was on the third floor and had chain-link risers so no one could throw grenades in. During midday hours, I was there with several others, and we were the only ones inside. I kept looking at the drum set on the stage. The drummer left his sticks . . .

I did that solo. The whole thing. Since I'd gone pretty much feral - it seemed to surprise the guys I could do something normal. But it felt good.

I'd forgotten that - thanks for the memory. Wild days.

Anyway, if there was a song I recall with some attachment - it was Paint it Black.
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I love both of those songs. Paint it Black sounds like a pre-punk, pre grunge, ancestor.
 
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Empirical Cane said:
Taliban in Afghanistan!
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The two shops that work on my cars here are both owned by Afghans who fled the Taliban. Good people. I was asking one of them yesterday, since he has a horse, if he plays Buzkashi like Rambo did. Lol

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