Our Man in Europe/now Belize/Dave Delacroix: (Song) "Foot-Dangling Man."
(dedicato: Marc Pierson, creative colleague)
"Foot Dangling Man." (Lyrics for an Un-recorded song.)
....SOME CALL ME MAESTRO (I used to be in the Music-Racket, some call me the Gangster of Love/actually some call me their MUSE. Some wish they WERE me, and some refer to me as THE DUDE.
Some sing praises, others, some wish me long-time dead; they R the one's that never call me & think of me: Jusdge Dread.
...But all-in-all I'm a Casual Guy, broken heart, broken Guitars with nothing much to lose. A simple Foot-Dangling man who never bothered to choose U.
...I'm likened to the BIG LEWBOWSKI (Coen Bros. movie) though there's not a Polish bloodcell in my veins. I bask a lot in the Caribbean sunshine/lounge in bed when it rains.
I sometimes, only sometimes/there's no rush, I wander lonesome as a cloud - those white puffy things in the sky - but what people/critics cannot conceive; I AM that frickin cloud! (Sort-a. I never do details.)
But all-in-all I'm a Casual Guy, broken heart, broken Guitars with nothing much to lose. A simple Foot-Dangling man who never bothered to choose U.
(Après Allman Bros song, traveling man:)
"I was born a Foot-Dangling Man! ~ I was born a Foot-Dangling Man!"
c.2026. Dave Delacroix, Corozal-Belize.
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