tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post7722028550819256803..comments2024-01-28T02:24:23.386-05:00Comments on Dan Leo: “Railroad Train to Heaven”, Part Thirty-One: Preparing the betrothal feastDan Leohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-37672485884896916072007-11-08T16:09:00.000-05:002007-11-08T16:09:00.000-05:00For those not as versed in 70s prog rock as Jennif...For those not as versed in 70s prog rock as Jennifer, here is a clip of Thijs van Leer and his band Focus performing their immortal hit "Hocus Pocus":<BR/><BR/>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpV5InLw52U<BR/><BR/>"The Father, the Son, and the Holy Steve..."Dan Leohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-50582704268978709062007-11-08T14:31:00.000-05:002007-11-08T14:31:00.000-05:00The Father, the Son, and the Holy Steve... I seem ...The Father, the Son, and the Holy Steve... I seem to recall that in my Good News for Modern Man.<BR/><BR/>I cannot read the word yodel now without visions of Thijs van Leer flashing across my brain.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-7213631677900715812007-11-07T23:18:00.000-05:002007-11-07T23:18:00.000-05:00Brilliant insights as usual, Kathleen.As for the f...Brilliant insights as usual, Kathleen.<BR/><BR/>As for the famous Elektra love poem ("You Asked For It"), Arnold still hasn't quite gotten around to writing it, even though we've already published it here. I put it up a few weeks ago just because it had been a while since we'd had an Arnold poem. His chronicling of these current adventures has become so gloriously detailed that it's taking a while to get to his weekly poem.Dan Leohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01603402268945559679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380232356803921253.post-31845306187164358472007-11-07T22:45:00.000-05:002007-11-07T22:45:00.000-05:00Perhaps Elektra's a better woman than I guessed. S...Perhaps Elektra's a better woman than I guessed. She's going to dinner with his family and--has she received her poem yet? That's the thing about men, and men like Arnold especially ("I have dinner every night.") These guys hold back the best gifts until you give up, or if, unlike Arnold, they're mean, until you carry on like a fool and cry all night. <BR/>If she knew that poem was in his notebook or pocket or wherever, she'd possess a thrill she'd never forget, or need to.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12306491903311869968noreply@blogger.com