Frankenberry's Attic

To Terry Jacks “Seasons In The Sun” (it’s coming at the bottom, hold your horses, story time first) My first driving lessons so many years ago with my Dad were pretty simple, obvious stuff Dad: Okay Steph, I know you know this so don’t roll your eyes but this is Park, Reverse, Neutral, Drive. Me: (rolling… Continue reading

Alrighty my friends. Went to my folder of music beds from our production music site that I have saved, saved after searches for tunes for spots, saved because I like them and then held for future reference. Well, future reference is now and this one with its carnival, circus feel grabbed me and I went… Continue reading

Ya know I’m not really a Christmas guy, well I’m no longer a Christmas guy, there was a time I guess, as there was a time for all of us, and some of you may still revel in the season, especially if you have littles, or your littles have littles or even if you find… Continue reading

After Patrick the Cat and his Christmas tune I have another which brings the grand total of Christmas themed songs of mine to two. Now just 6 or 7 more and I can have a full album of shit that I can dismiss out of hand as I hate Christmas albums. These three need a… Continue reading

One of the first things I did, parody song-wise years ago, was a take on R.E.M.’s “It’s The End Of The World” and the dangers of a Trump then and how we were screwed. Then came a respite, a non-Russian influenced vote, a collective “shit, how far have we fallen? How could we have?” …… Continue reading

So last year at this holiday time my friend Linda posted of her very handsome Patrick the Cat on a spot next to a pretty Christmas tree decoration with a post that said, simply, “It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Patrick”. Well, I couldn’t let a line like that go now could I? ‘Tis the… Continue reading

When I came around the bend of the hallway, after the long walk to get there, they are long halls at the Paramount of Somers, really long halls, inhaler long halls after so many years of dumb, a corner bend turned, Mom was in her chair along her wall outside her room along with the… Continue reading

So I’ve spent the last few months slowly posting the dialogues from the Trump Treehouse of 2018 + at Facebook. Heady days those, so much lack of promise. Well now that I have posted them all, all 17, I thought I’d put them together in one post for easy, one stop shop post reference. You… Continue reading

A So then Sunday going back to April and just a cool thing. So I have this friend from my WVU days, Rob Eldridge, who plays guitar, something I’m most envious of, and back in January he posted a little ditty, as he called it, an instrumental just around a minute long and, at the… Continue reading