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"Aspen + These Days" from CAPTURED ANGEL (1975)

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So I did it. Here's the full cover version of the song, with both parts. [ These Days ] includes me trying to sing, as well as the lyrics Also, the YouTube channel will be under a pseudonym >>> Clarence Quemuel -- long story. Don't be cruel.   YouTube is hassling me about copyrights and whatnot. We'll see how long this lasts.  © 2025 Roy B. Santonill

"Aspen" from CAPTURED ANGEL (1975)

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The subject is angels. This is one you can approach from different --- angles. I do not want to be obtuse, so let me say: "It's Time." My musical journey has arrived at 2025 with a 50-year backlog of lyrical stress relief, and finally, I'm happy to share it with you, reader, in this stream of consciousness social medium.  I picked this as a first foray into YouTubery because, well, it's fairly simple to play, and more importantly there are no words! It may get worse if I start to sing, but it also might get better. It took a couple dozen takes, and there's still a minor flaw at the end of the piece, but that's not important. Basically, I needed to learn how to properly edit videos. I used OpenShot software, and recorded on my Samsung Note 23 Phone. It's only a first effort and we'll see how this journey evolves. Thanks in advance for (ahem) Liking, Sharing, and Subscribing.  Oh, and also, NEVER GIVE UP . Happy Birthday and Happy Valentines Day to ...

Tails from the Crypto

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I like words. But words don't like me. The more I try and use them, the more they stick around, and the more they haunt me for using them. Using the wrong words can get you in trouble. Sometimes, words make ME laugh. Sometimes, words make OTHER PEOPLE laugh. And sometimes, words make other people BIG MAD. The internet is a big place. It is bigger than I imagined when I first connected to it with an IBM clone , running MS-DOS on a x286 CPU through a 14.4K baud dail-up modem in 1994. Back then, we lived out of a two-bedroom apartment, and I worked graveyard shifts to help raise our newborn baby girl. My my, hey hey. It is the best of times. It is the wierdest of times. It is time to communicate on another level because words to not do justice to explain reality. Justice seeks  --- its own resolution. Justice pays  --- no heed to the foibles of human desire.  What is the point?  I haven't posted since before what's-his-name was inaugurated to preside over the disso...