Dear LORD Thank You for tremendous growth and understanding. Like so many people I really thought "partying", drinking, smoking, belly rubbing had a time limit. Bullshit!
This is my perfect groove right here. What do I remember? These little clubs, holes-in-the-wall were sprinkled all over the Cumberland county North Carolina I grew up in. I loved it. We called ours "The Dirty Floor" because the floor was in fact dirt! The place was a raggedy shack, the "likker" was homemade, the fish fried in lard but the fun flowed.
The persecuted, vexed to death, exploited, enslaved "children" poured into these "illegal" clubs on Saturday nights freshly scrubbed in the very "Lye soap" they made. Just glad to have a few hours to let their hair down, to finally find some joy in this hard as fuck life they partied the black off of their miserable lives.
Do know some of the finest hue-man specimens ever created packed these little houses deep in the woods of Wade Station , North Carolina. Men and wo/men muscled up perfect,"game to the heart" crowded these little funky joints. The lucky ones found a hot body, lava hot and turned the fuck up !
Some knew, some know, your Heaven is here, dumb ass!
LIVELAUGHLOVE!
BEAMING!
SHOUT OUT to the E.E.Smith High School Class 1969!
No comments:
Post a Comment