Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, no. 19: SOUTHBOUND TRAIN

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 19:  Southbound Train


Welcome to JESUS, Sist'a or Bro? -after a Lifetimes-debauched?
But now U know?
A kick-start, tomorrow? A kick-start, today?
Whatever's good for JESUS
can come my way;
on that Southbound Train, on that
Southbound Train.

I saw U in L.A., or I saw U in KEW (Gardens);
not quite the Garden of Eden, but an experience,
and a heck of a view.
Did U see me in Milano, or, maybe sweet Paree?
Whatever's good for JESUS
is good enough for me;
on that Southbound Train, on that
Southbound Train.

Is it Wednesday or Friday? I never can tell?
Are U good to the last DROP of blood, or Love
you ever will spill?
Is there any reason, do we have reasons to care?
-when all we've got is Logic
and JESUS aint there?
-on that Southbound Train, on that
Southbound Train;
on that Southbound Train, on that
Southbound Train?


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 18: "Let it Be."

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 18:  "Let it Be.".

(dedicato: John Scace)

...I was gonna cash-out? I was gona stay Cool?, and I thought - like y'all? - I'd paid all my dues?... I was hanging outt with DANNY Washburn, in the town of Malibu; he was looking for a (FIRE EXIT?) beach-side hacienda? I was LOOKING, like him, but without a care?
Some REAL ESTATE LIZARD with (oddly?) a neck-brace, invited Danny for SEX on XMAS day ("It can be such a lonely day, don't u think?") She ALSO did NOT invite ME to stay?
(Yo, Bitch!)
..The neck-brace might have been fun?

I was gonna cash-out? I was gonna stay Cool? I thought I'd paid ALL my dues? At my local ITALIAN/Piacenza - "Hi-end" - bar, there's VICIOUS Pirahnas with TITS, who figure - in a nano-second? - just who U are? Yet when they find out about my "Twist & Shout" and discover I AM in fact a MILLIONAIRE? It's all I can do to - con Glock 9mm - to shoot them in the knees, to stop them banging at my door!

I was gonna cash-out! I was gonna stay ALL sooooo Cool;  and happy to be some lonesome gal's fool? (Obviously, that's not working.)
It AINT no mystery just what we see, just the ENVY in your eyes?
It AINT no mystery just what we BE, and the feelings - true or false? we cannot hide: So
let it be. And? ...So let it be.



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Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 17.5: MARBURG LU!

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/lord borgo/MILANO-FROID, No. 17.5:  MARBURG LU!


"DAVE!? -I gott'a CUNT.
Dave!? -I gott'a CUNT:
Dave!? -I gotta CUNT.
DAVE? - I gott'a CUNT, CUNT, CUNT, CUNT-CUNT!"

"DAVE?... I gott'a MIND.
I gott'a MIND.
Dave? I gott'a  MIND, MIND, MIND
MIND, MIND, MIND,
and a MIND!"

"Dave? I gott'a SOUL; I gott'a
SOUL. I gott'a big-time
ROCK & ROLL
SOUL, SOUL, SOUL-SOUL-SOUL!
SOOOUUULLL!!!"
(But please don't tell my parents?)

"...IS THIS why U and I
always combine
with your DICK (small dick)
DICK, DICK, DICK?
(OK; encora:)
 Small DICK, DICK, DICK, DICK,
DICK-DICK!?


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Our Man in FROID-MILANO-FROID, davedelacroix, No. 16: "No socks for JESUS"...

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroiox/lord Borgo/MILANO-FROID, No. 15 or 16...: "No Socks for Jesus"...


(New Song from BLIND BILL - who lives in TEXAS, or nearby;

NO SOCKS FOR JESUS:

No Socks for Jesus;
got no firkin shoes?
No socks for Jesus;
got "Dem" no-socks blues.

At the SUPER market/mercato
I seen "DEM GODDAMN SOCKS"!
But the price they're/is/are/
(at the Super-mercato?)
is asking quite a lot?

So there's NO socks
for Jesus?
Maybe a LEFT one
(or maybe a RIGHT?);
but only ONE
for U and Me;
no socks,
for Jesus...

(Sing-a-long now!)

No socks for Jesus?
-he's got no frickin' shoes!
No socks, for Jesus?
-Got DEM: "No socks Blues..."



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 14: INTERNET CAFE

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 14:   INTERNET CAFE


The boys sing out "In sha-Allah!"
old men: "Asslam-O-alaikum".
Their wives and daughters
of the fold,
whisper from HEARTS
(U don't hear them?)
-a message resounds, REGGAE,
and a bamboo canzone SHOUTS!..
in the potpourri,
where THIS boy plays;
at the Internet Cafe.

There's tragedy, there's foreign
news, a SINEW of mankind?
There's happiness, a CHILD is born!
-there's quite nothing on your
mind?
There's HOPE and PEACE,
there's Family news
to share,
there's ALL the longing,
cause we're not there?

...There's the Yesterdays
that WE couldn't share
...at the Internet Cafe.

I'm wearing BLACK, SHE wears
a veil, a SARI, AC-DC?
She E-mails her Papa, Momma, too,
where even some HOT SHOT KID
lets down
his fashion-ista BLUES?

So faraway!!!!
- the LOVE we crave,
in this - a message? -
I hold no sway?
.....
...But amongst the throng?
I can do no wrong;  at the Internet Cafe.


ADDITIONAL UNPUBLISHED TRAX; "Sweet Lorraine"

Sweet Lorraine, I know
nothings quite the same?
There's no-one to blame!
Sweet Lorraine.

Sweet Lorraine?
Somethings burning on the Cross!
Perhaps it's ME (and just WHERE
are U?) who's  lost?

Sweet Lorraine? (FULL CHOIR!)
Sweet Lorraine?
U find me in the morning?
DON'T WAIT UNTIL TWILIGHT!

Sweet Lorraine... It's OVER.
We got nothing to gain
except a Song.?
Sweet Lorraine? (FULL CHOIR!)
Sweet Lorraine?
-a song, a song.. for U.



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 13: "Stick your foreskin..."

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 13:  "Stick your foreskin..."

(NEW song from BLIND BILL, Austin-Texas resident/dedicato: Jeff Dahl, R.I.P.)

(Title:) "Stick your foreskin in the Wind."

"STICK your foreskin
in the wind
and if a COLD wind blows?
-be glad U got one
(a foreskin)."

"STICK your foreskin
in the wind,
and IF Rebecca doesn't mind?
-neither will HAMLET,
the DUDE
who wasn't quite SURE
if he had one?
(a foreskin);

So? .STICK your foreskin
in the wind."


c 2013/davedelacroix-and BLIND BILL, by way of Piacenza, Italia, in
JUNE.

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No 12: "A BRIEF TOUR of POMPEII"

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 12:  "A BRIEF TOUR of POMPEII"


1)  L.S.Lowry; the PRESENT Estate of Pompeii

€32  to Grocery store.
€7.50 to Inter-net cafe.
€427.00 -electricity bill.
€2.00 to LILY at LADY BAR, via Mazzini.
€20 to SYLVANI -haircut thingy.
€1.00 -collection box at Basilica St. Sepulcro...for my last
MASS.

2)  Letter from CREMONA

Too late, she says, to fix THIS World. Too late to fix Life's
wrongs.
Too late to look the SUNRISE in the eye;
too late to fix this Song.

Too late, to actually say: "Hello?" And that OTHER
thing? -long since said "Goodbye!"
U twist, SHE twirls
BETWEEN?
And there-in lies all the answers of the World.

Too late to CONFESS,
too late to quit  "the quitting" of your SUCCESS?
And Paradise? -it's a mess; go trust, JUST WE
TWO - all of US! - to make it so?
And a gift of GOOD INTENTION is priceless;
but, alas, too late to fix
...this Song.


3)  IAGO

Is IAGO your face?, Is he in your sneaky eyes?
Does he wander thru your nose, your chin; does he speak the
WORDS U SAY? Does he know your Tailor,
the CUTTER!
-is HE an Iago, too?
...Like a VIRUS, like a   "Picture
of DORIAN GREY"?
As in a MIRROR, he'll come back
to HAUNT U someday;
and he WILL come Home to U.

OMIGOSH! The SMELL!!!

4)  EVERY TIME...

Every time we say "Goodbye", I die a little
(GO SHOOT YOURSELF! -I say,)
Every time we say "Goodbye", you DIE
a little;
(GO SHOOT YOURSELF! -you say,) then
we look into each other's eyes
and Dream?

Every time we say "Goodbye", I die a little (she says, adding;)
GO SHOOT YOURSELF!
Every time WE say "Goodbye", (I say), "I die a little,"
adding:
ALSO? GO AND SHOOT YOURSELF, TOO!

We're just some CRAZY KIDS;
God know what GOD we miss?
She smiles, says: "BANG! BANG! YOU'RE DEAD!"
I fall at her feet with a smile.


Every time we RUN OUT OF MONEY,
EVERY DAY, sometimes, the DAY
don't seem funny?
If U DON'T KNOW LOVE? -then don't ask?!!!

Then, "pour Le course"? -we look into each other's eyes
...and Dream.



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OUR man in EUROPE/dave delacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 11: "THREE WHEELS ON MY WAGON..."

OUR man in EUROPE/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID,  No. 11:  "THREE WHEELS ON MY WAGON!"....(old USA camp fire song)


...FIVE strings on my GUITAR  (one's missing), but I'M STILL
rolling along?
DEM CHEROKEES are after me, things look bad (Guess they should?)
But I'm singing a happy song!

...FOUR strings on my Guitar (two are missing), but I'M STILL
rolling along?
Don't talk to me (without your therapist/if U need a LAWYER,
one'll show up quick!), or is it ME? HONEY? Do I need to be AMISH!?
But I'm singing a happy song.

THREE strings on my Guitar, (three are missing)  but I'm still rolling along? Are U
MUSLIM, or?...are U WAY the frick over THERE!?
(Catholic?);
Things look bad; feeling Sad, the CHEROKEES
agree;
But I'm singing a happy song?

TWO (down to TWO) strings on my Guitar? But I'm
still rolling along?
If it's BI-POLAR U want, STEP UP TO THE BAR,
then we decide just who's gonna pay the tab?
(GOD don't take NO CREDIT!)
And I'm singing a happy song?

ONE, only one,  string on my Guitar? But I'm Still rolling along?
DEM CHEROKEES moved into my PAD (house/casa)
and ALL they speak of, is "Love and Peace", and for "the LIFE OF ME?"
-I can't GIT NO SLEEP!, wondrin' just WHERE "people's"  oceans meet?...But I'm singing
a happy song?

NO (frickin' NO!) strings on my Guitar; but I'm still rolling along?
-seems EVERYBODY's got a piece of YOU,
 a piece of ME,
 a piece of YOU,
 DEM CHEROKEES, too,  who SMOKE with ME,
 and we ALL agree;
("things look bad?")... but I'm singing a happy song.
(All  together now:)

 "But we're SINGING a happy Song!"
And I'm singing a HAPPY SONG....:)


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid. No. 10; REBECCA - Age 35

Our Man n Europe/davedelacroix/MILNO-FROID/No.10;  REBECCA - age 35.


Rebecca, who was well known for her flamboyant EVERYTHING; dress, debonair, Alfa Romeo and COCAINE, age 35, and easy on the eye, just passed away.

WE were not close but I was close enough to feel the CHILL of a sense of loss.

She DIED; who will remember?...
Certainly not her "close" friends; no-one, now, mentions her name.
SOME "close" friend is now wearing her favorite scarf.
Her - I guess? - ex-boyfriend has hooked up with some new Gal;
Rebecca's presence at several Cafe-bars...is unceremoniously usurped!

She came to my house, once. We "yakked", twix her incessant mobile phone calls?
She guzzled, elegantly, Campari & Sodas. And we socially kissed: 3 times,
as we DO in ITALIA. But we were not close, just People in the Scene,
and now, one less.
......Rebecca, aged 35.

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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid No 8: FAT MARGOT

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid No. 8:  FAT MARGOT


Actually? "Fat Margot" (old pal from Montreal, Canada) has never been physically OBESE in her entire life! She's FAT, that is all. -with humor, vivacity, eccentricity and generosity; the  times I've tried to impede her dynamic, I cannot count?

"Honey?" -I say., "THIS is Piacenza, Italy. I ALSO busk-play guitar here on the Corso Vittorio Emanuele II (street), so PUR-LEEZE do NOT "tip" thee - so called? - BLIND GUY with the  SAD DOG  €100; give that €100 to ME!!!"
But "Fat Margot" is not to be dissuaded.
(I cry in my Vino!)

SHOPPING is the other thing?
"Honey?" -I say, "LET ME HANDLE THIS!?" -the "locals fleece her, as she knows NOT the Italian custom of "barter" (argue the price!). She blows €1,000 which "I" could nail down to €200!
What the hell? -it's ALL "fun and games";
whilst she stays at the HOTEL DAVE (€35 per nite/big screen TV).

 I introduce her to "the Usual Suspects", fave bar-cafes-ragaazi, the Palazzo Farnese, Ricci-Oddi Art gallery, Chiesa (churches) St. Sisto, Sepulcro, Brigitta and Margaritta (Doh! Wicked pen!) MARGARET AND RITA (whatever?), etc., etc.
THEN...groovy host that I am? ...I personally supervise her travel-tour-departure. I know a couple of local private pilots. They fly outta the local air strip.
No doubt, "Fat Margot" TIPS these fellas BIG TIME, as she private GS4 JETS down to Florence, Sardinia, or over to Venice? And, like a whirlwind, she's blusters out, and is gone...

...quite forgetting to pay the HOTEL DAVE (€35 per nite/big screen TV) bill?
...But, for "Fat Margot"? -this one, I'll eat....:)


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Our Man in Europe (007)/dave delacroix/MILANO-FROID No. 007: "ZAI-JIAN" (Mandarin for "goodbye")

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid No. 7: ""ZAI-JIAN" (Mandarin, for "goodbye"...)


Zai-Jian, my Sweet, like an old broken, silent,  movie Star-in a world of "talkies"; new year morning's, no traffic, on a silent, Sunset Boulevard.

Zai-Jian! -this side of tomorrow; don't walk the streets of PARIS in the cold? There's no-one there except the ghosts of our LOVE; once so bold.

Zai-Jian, my Sweet, and all our Tomorrow's? -a time in Space and Time. We will never meet again; Zia-Jian, Zai-Jian!
But will you ever let my heart go free?


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid No. 6: SWIGGY!

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid No. 6: SWIGGY!


Swiggy S'Wailoh showed up at the HOTEL DAVE (€35 per/big screen TV). He's a "cross-dresser" from CAPE TOWN, South Africa. I can't honestly tell you if he's, infact black or white? -best described as TWO-TONE, a.k.a.: "I've been riding a CAMEL with Bedouin pals 'cross the SINAI for 3 weeks...OR!...he fell asleep - after too many Martinis -  in some sun-tan lounge this side of TEL AVIV?
(I believe/CAN conceive both stories?) Anyways, he (SWIGGY), he's "dat kind'a Cat!":
If YOU have a black dog? HE has a white one.
...I happened to mention that BILL-BLIND-BILL (and me) had just published a "Samba" and, Swiggy - not to be out-done, immediately composed, insisting I publish, the following:

"I got NO dosh (cash)
I think your dad's a Cop?
I guess I'm on the run;
can we play Gin-rum
and have some fun;
burning down the house?"

(chorus, I guess:)
"Oh! Don't ya
want me? Oh! -don't ya care?"

(2nd verse:)
" I'm the ZULU dude
from old NATAL
bongo-ed to ma knees.
I'm the Swiggy dude;
I am all you need!"

........Swiggy - god bless him, doesn't let you forget. He hugs/glad hands everyone you know; HUGS the goddamn World! But before he travels on, like a lone wolf, he spies out-and pisses on every nearby tree and marks his spot.

PS: He left a travel bag full of Givenchy-Armani-Dior evening gowns: to where or to whom do I forward? ...None of them fit me!?...


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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 6: "Is it really Wednesday?"

Our Man in Wednesday/davdelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 5:  ""Is it really Wednesday?"


(Authors note: I convey-publish songs/lyrics by my best pal, BLIND BILL who lives in East TEXAS, USA. Here is another one of his songs, disgracefully IGNORED by the LUNATICS who rule NASHVILLE, Tennessee; if U want a second opinion? -talk to JOHNNY CASH!)


"Is it really Wednesday?"

FIRST VERSE:

Is it really Wednesday?
(We don't know?)
Someone SAID
it was Thursday?
(We don't know?)
Could it be Friday?
(We don't know?)
And just WHERE the "frick"
is last year's snow?

SECOND VERSE  (...of: "Is it really Wednesday?")

Is it really Wednesday?
(We think it is?)
Is it the day before Thursday?
(We ALSO think it is?)
Is this a LEAP year?
(We don't know.);

...I DO BELIEVE
 it's Wednesday;
 but where the "frick"
is last years snow?..


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Our Man in MILANO/dave delacroix/Milano-Froid, No 5: "Samba".

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Milano-Froid, No. 5:  "Samba"...


Give me wine in a BOX.
Give me some MEAT on a stick?
Give me AMORE;
and pour it on thick.

Give me your kiss
when U smile? And DON'T
forget me on Tuesday,
Wednesday: OR?
-for ever-more?

Give me some KID
on the Street?
-who's strumming that BEAT!
Don't stop singing your Song:
I am at your feet?

Give me wine in a box.
Give me some meat on a stick?
ACT like a STRANGER
 like we just met (BAP-BAP-BADOO!);
Act like a Stranger;
like the first time we met...



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Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/MILANO-FROID No. 4: The Maltese Peacock.

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/MILANO-FROID, No. 4:  "The Maltese Peacock"...

(dedicato: Jan-Michael Vincent)


 The Maltese Peacock:  Part 1:


My name is DAVE BLADE, Esq. (Private Dude). I'd tell ya 'bout my LIFE; better still? -I tell ya 'bout the dead brunette on my office-sofa floor?
We'd just had sex. I went to wash my "hands". On my return? She was stone-cold, Moriarty! -9mm. bullet thru the head!
...Obviously, I wasn't firing blanks;
but I SWEAR .. "on a stack!",
I was in the bathroom when this murder went down....?
THEN!...some HOBO with a feather in his hat
 (LOOKED MALTESIAN),
 fell thru my Private Dude/film noir,  office door.
He had a chest wound and fell dead on the floor, too;
'longside the brunette,
and despite having just had SEX with the dead gal,
it was TIME to take off my Fedora,
chain smoke - profusely - and
wonder  just what tale I'd tell
to SGT. NALTY down at Cop HQ/LAPD!?...:

..."Wrongful homicide/shooter was gunning for
MALTESIAN dude/I was actually IN the washroom
shampooing my dick/dead MALTESIAN shows up,
ERGO: Dead sex partner; mistaken I.D.???
JEEZE! I need a LAWYER.
(to be continued...)

The Maltese Peacock:  Part 2

Out on BAIL... for a DOUBLE MURDER,
"Dave Blade, Esq". (Private Dude) am suddenly
"personno-no-gratoo", which is LATIN
for: "GIVE UP THE PEACOCK, or your money's no good!"
-Every HOOD in L.A. is on my trail
and - for the life of me? - I can't get a table
at Spagos, Granitas,  OR Manuels Burrito City
down on PICO!!!!
Frick it, I say. (Don't quote me)
Still? I'm stuck - as it were? -
in PASADENA -
with a double - film noir - MURDER.
And, to boot? Some Goliath,
(probably from MUSCLE BEACH-big pal
of the GOVENATOR),
shows up/trashes my ZIP CODE
and wants me to find his "ex-wife"
WANDA; some floosie
from Pismo beach
who's  "done a bunk"
and married a Bank Account?
 -The "lonesome" beach house, incidentally,
perched atop of a BIG SUR cliff,
PLUS triple-murders, comes later?
(to be continued...)


The Maltese Peacock:  Part 3:

HOPE STREET, in downtown Los Angeles,
is aptly named.
I'm (Dave Blade, Esq./Private Dude),
chugging coffee, BOURBON and ice cream).
My nerves are on edge, my Fedora's O.K.;
then in walks LOUIE-LOUIE packin' a 9mm!!!
I do the BOO-GA-LOO,
make a "Citizen's Arrest"
get COURTNEY, the courtesy
 cigarette-Tray gal -  in the pink Tu-tu -
to RESTRAIN HIM
whilst I telephone SGT. NALTY
down at HEADQUARTERS
of the LAPD!

So far? I think I may be out of the LOOP.
An illusion? -probably.
...The stuff Dreams are made of.

(to be continued...)


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