Weathering the Books
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Some things are not well served by explanation. This is one of them.
Pete Peterson is the author of the Revolutionary War adventure The Fiddler’s Gun and its sequel Fiddler’s Green. Among the many strange things he’s been in life are the following: U.S Marine air traffic controller, television editor, art teacher and boatwright at the Florida Sheriffs Boys Ranch, and progenitor of the mysterious Budge-Nuzzard. He lives in Nashville with his wife, Jennifer, where he's the Executive Director of the Rabbit Room and Managing Editor of Rabbit Room Press.
5 Comments
Russ Ramsey
@russramseyFew greater honors have fallen to me this week than being the first to reply to this post, Pete. Please never, EVER tell us how this bit of “sausage” got made here. In the words of the Beatles, let it be.
For well over fifteen years now I have mocked Def Leppard for this particular song because of these particular lyrics. But never, in a decade and a half of trying have I come anywhere close to this masterful presentation.
The scrolling lyrics with the piano– and the picture! Oh, the picture.
You are the man. What can I say? You are the man.
Rob Dunbar
Whoa. It moved me, man–moved me to tears.
Eat yer heart out, William Shatner.
Tony Heringer
As I listen Raffi sing “Simple Gifts” there is a lump in my throat reflecting on this great, great, great presentation of a Def Lep classic. Thank you sir. Thank you very, very much.
Toni Whitney
speechless
Bill B
Wow. Thanks for presenting these lyrics in a manner in which they can be properly…. appreciate it.
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