Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...Somewhere, beyond the Sea..."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/  "Somewhere, beyond the Sea..."

(dedicato: Federico Acceli-Monaco)


(With me:) Wish I had my American Laptop? Overseas? Comms.!!!
(With Me:) Wish I had my American Girl? (O sole Mio!)
Wish I had my American Story; ALL the Good Guys wear White hats?

Wish I had an American Legend, Jesse James or Lincoln Abe?
Wish I'd chopped down a Cherry tree and ALL the Kids were Saved?
PIPER! PIPER! Into Tomorrow! How sad our rivers run?
Wishing YOU were by my side, NO Guns, just run, fun, run?

Wish I had a moment, this side of Paradise;
some "grande Mammas" Kitchen cookin' UP some Soul & Spice?
WISH-KISSES: "Goodbye" (Unheard sentiments), so MANY farewells,
wishin' it wasn't Tomorrow-tomorrow: evermore?

Me, my American Gal on the sand; and ain't it just like US
to believe there's so much more, somewhere, beyond the sea:
my American Girl, YOUR American Boy, sitting, with you, somewhere
upon some distant shore?


c2017/davedelacroix/Sciacca-Sicily/Our Man in Europe.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Chicken - NO SMOKING - Chicken!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Chicken - NO SMOKING! - Chicken."

In Costa Rica, Latino-America, a "whisper" from the Panama Canal, I met JANS from Norway; advised me of current FASCISM in upper Norway, Scandinavia; Apparently  there's mandatory Smoke Alarms in ANY Apartment U buy....to protect  YOUR  OWN Kids from 2nd hand smoking...Norwegian Police will respond..on a Dime?...1984? Arrest U, free da kids? (Who are smoking Pot/whatever?)...U R Busted.
Got a Call from Seth, Colorado Springs, USA; moving out of his Apartment building, same thing, shared ventilation, "dem Panatellas" mixed with Jet Fuel from nearby airport:  and Winchell Reed, Attorney-at-Law; Old School, family out of Kansas, long before Colorado "got respectable", like Judge Roy Bean, Sheffield, Texas: the Whores got respectable then decided to run the show, "Chicken - No Smoking!? - Chicken.",  Body Nazis...everywhere...on Cellphones... U look?...If dem Gals, driving a Subaru 4 x 4  don't - whilst yakking on their Cellphones - don't  clip, or run U  down into the ground? (Farewell Harley-Davidson)
Maybe it's just EGO Fascism?
Arrogance, certainly.
Or get OUT of the way!? Fascism?
OR....are U just Chicken?
A way to get U to Conform?
(NO SMOKING!)
Cultural Canabalism?
"OMG!!! I jess homicided a Non-Smoker!????!
(Better drive on!)

In what is LEFT of the "Free World"; pretty much, every one just  relaxes, drinks, smokes...and eats chicken...And if U have Friends, they'll pick U up, give U a ride; a Buck to spare? -U call a Taxi... And, after all, there is Music?...


c2018, MADRID, presently in Spain... with no phone.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/."It-s a fair wind..."

OUR Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...It-s a fair Wind."


.....It-s a fair wind in THIS, the forest of Worlds; a wish, a kiss, I wish U well:
Fagioli: 99 euros
Pasta: 1.25 euros

...I wish U well, except when it_s a CLASH of Ideas,
Sirloin Steak too expensive
Hang Me for a Sheep as a Lamb

Book burning, People U don-t LIKE
parked in ghettos of Conscience;
old Sins cast long Shadows
in History and on your brow
trying to find pantalone that fit

It-s a fair wind in this ocean of sharks,
beget Poetry, from no place make your mark,
no credentials, no "noblese oblige"
just a World of swinging Dicks
fuck over ALL who U please

 Culture-s Cannibalism, Art ON ART,
a shark fins bitten scars
old Suits cast cast long shadows
in History
feeding on its grazing: "Geives & Hawkes",
"Turnbull & Asser", the Cloth
is cut both ways

Gotta Rage!_ Piss off the Pope_or hang
yourself, given Rope
Hallelujah, sing your Song:
"A le recherche du temps perdu"
U groove along" in Canzone...

It-s a Fair Wind:
Tomatoes: 54 euros
Garlic: .25 euros

NO question marks.



c2018/davedelacroix/ROMA, Italy.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "All so many Eyes."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "All so many eyes." (From the CD, SIRENS on U-tube)


Dark-night-City
Nobody wants to lend U an ear
And don't look to Me
Cause I think I owe U money?
Investigation: Hey"
U need a psychiatrist
and to ask me to
"look" U in the eye
seems, plain dumb?

One Man's meat
sez the Hooker eyes are bright
but they're dead
as a neon
in the noon-day light?
And WHO the hell told U
that I was "On the Move"
When it's all I can DO
to just Groove along?

All so many eyes
have NO Christ tonight,
2 plum holes in a muddy face?
All so many eyes
go to die, tonight
lost the race?


Some-ones playin' "Big-Con";
better not be on Me;
I got no money troubles
I got no money;
but U could HIT me real low
(if only U knew?)
over Love, but I won't tell ya?
U, Me and this BAR-MAN,
We're Actors in a Play:
Is it Comic, is it Tragic?
And seems we're STUCK
for the rest of our Love;
Because these ENCORES
never want to go away?

And all so many eyes
go to die tonight,
2 plum holes in a muddy face;
all so many eyes
go to die tonight
lost the race?


c2017/davedelacroix/san jose, Costa Rica.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "APPS for Love."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "APPS for Love."


(dedicato: To ALL my International Friends; my OWN English Language skills are some what limited and we ALL GRASP at a Universal Understanding: and  Like YOU, I contribute, least ways TRY..with a smile...?


"APPS for LOVE" (Song/Canzone)

"Got dat APPS for Travel
know where I gotta/can land?
APPS Hotel
know where I'll stay?
APPS-Panhandler
know Who/what to Give
if U got ant Money left?
(Sure e-nough!)

Got da APPS for a HOUSE
2 rooms an 'a Stove?
Got dee APPS: Couch Potatoe;
U need one? -come-a-day?
And APPS for MISS Fi-FI
on APPS Saturday Night
when Inter Net Porn
jes' don't seem right?

Got APPS for a Dinner-date
(Generic-Cheese?), but an APPS
for Love; U got me on my knees!

I gott'a APPS for a Spring day
all happy-inside, an APPS
for your dark side
an APPS to ride; but
I don't got an APPS for our love?
(Sure e-nough!)
I don't got an APPS
for our Love...


c2018/davedelacroix/san jose, costa rica.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "GOD got mah Gig."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "GOD got mah GIG."


(dedicato: Juan)


....GOD (the Big Kahuna) got mah Gig...in San Jose, Costa Rica (Rich Coast);...GOD got Mah Gig, got my Rhyme, a tune, in time - wore my pantalone! - blew me a careless kiss? Arrogant bastard! Pissed me OFF, all day?...at my "GO TO"  place/hang out,  "Cantina-Maria Bonita",  Costa Rica?...

GOD got MAH "Concertina", my GIG, waist' in' away? My GAL, sittin' in the Mosquito Hotel, waiting, but the RAIN keeps "trenching" down? No Chance, today? NO Luigi Board, no $10 fortune Cookie? Tre Burrito, Tabasco, jungle and - avoid the USA Tourists - raincoat?

GOD (Il Supremo-Dude) got mah numero-uni, sitting on his Style, thinking a while, figured out MY groove, playin' round and slip-sliding in my shoes?

Back at the Hotel my Senorita, full of plans, full of tricks?.....

Meantime: beer, whisky, smokes, music, Com padres-galore! It's a hard rain gonna fall; in the Cantina, bella Maria Bonita: Let it rain.....TROPICALI., "Tres Burritos, picante salsa"?



2018,davedelacroix,san jose, costa rica

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Garden of the Iguana."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Garden of the Iguana."

...Under Palms, your hands, foilage, the backdrop, SURF, bugs a'bout their BIZ (Masters, Servants, CERFS)  demonic Longboard,  Dudes in this Man-made Montezuma, Fasxist-Usurped  smoking like.-stink-foot jungle, beer, rum, sodas, cheap trick, suck my Integrity,black bean soup ajd rice?
"Let's GO down to the river
the beauitful, the Whassit!
WHOA!!?
Is it OK to hang?
(NO SMOKING.).......

Welcome to Paradise?


c2018/davedelacroix/San Jose...

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Vaya con Dios No. 2."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Vaya can Dios, No. 2"

(dedicato: Darin Kavanagh)


(SMOOZE!!!:)......every time U Piss me Off, every time, I get to Mississippi, every time U go away; I die a little? (Don't SUE ME!)
Every time I miss your Smile, every time, U beguile, every time the phone don't ring, it's Love?
Every time the sun dont shine, or  "Seasons of mist and mellow fruitfulness" (Keats) , And Winter wrapped around Me: whotchagonna do? (I'm Broke!)
Lullaby, night time Babee, U in my arms  an' I DON'T mean maybe; where ever U ARE: thinking of U; where ever U R: Va ya con Dios.... Can U lend Me $20!?.....

New strings on my Guitar!.....


c.2o18,davedelacroix,COSTA RICA

Our Man in Europe/DAVE DELACROIX/ 1 to 5: "Dick Breath Blues!"

Our Man in Europe/Dave Delacroix/ 1 to 5: Dick Breath Blues."

(Uno:)

...ME and mah RABBI
hunted DOWN
like Sarralie, Saturday Night-_(questino marco)
A Kernel of a Culture, a BUD, bursted
an illumination
full of Light, LIFE and complete
in some Umbilical
of Music-Understanding;
oBTUSE, Tits away,
testicals
stick your Dick in the Wind?

Milk, butter,, Whisky, Tonic
for the drink U never drink
and Shannon
at the Mimi-Market,
a GO-TO?

It would be REMISS of me if I let U go alone?



c2016,dd,Roma,italia

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Night is Long..."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The night is long..."

(dedicato: Steve Cousins; mi capo Yorkshire/UK high school, sports dude)


...There's NO cryin' in Baseball, no attempted Suicides, no - major league - injuries, except post game locker room tumbles, just BAGS of WHINING. Whining; it goes with the territory, Baseball, the Game? There's NO "whining": Did U see Dat!?, not in Baseball. the mathematics of probability; no real need to keep score; U go figure? If NOT, U got it righteously wrong and ALMOST as bad as that OTHER  game: Cricket, named after an audibly repetitive BUG! As for LOVE, please apply ALL of  the above. And, alas, if U never LOVED? Weeee'll, I guess U never got to PLAY Major League: WHINERS UNITE!?

The Night is long. Too true. Like that "cliffhanger", that dang Game, days of yore, screwed up-curved-ball score including FOUL BALL, "Stealin'" and back THEN, nobody EVER made a dime: "Say it Aint SO Joe?", (BASTA!!!)  NO WHINING. (See what I mean?).... The Night is long that never finds the day.
Now? Get ya butt in the locker room. Wipe ya brow. And NO U know Whassit!!!....:)


c2018/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/School Rugby Team Capo....1966-7.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...In MY own Time."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "...In my Own time."


In MAH own time I've heard some pretty dang good Guitar (no borders), in my time? YOU Babe? U seen some FAST cars, Limos, Corvettes, classic Mustangs?... So what's with this Del Rio Motel room, Tocumcari (Texas?), maybe New Mexico on some highway to El Paso?
I wanna EMIGRATE to OLD Mexico (gotta Gal a'waitin' in Acapulco?) but the Federales won't let me IN (No Sombrero?) this time?
NO HABLA Espaniole, no Englessee Yankee-doodle-dandy; a sad Catholic boy - 4 string banjo - who never went to Mass?... So find me a "Coyote" (£1,000) before WASH-D.C. builds that WALL...like the one we had in BERLIN, German town, so long ago, now returning, as old sins cast long shadows and the NEW hells we deign to re-create?
HEY!!! I just bought a humongous SOMBRERO!
(THIS should work?)
Life "Lefty & Poncho", the border Federales just MIGHT let me slip through: "Outta kindness, I suppose"?....


c2018/davedelacroix/secret agent/licenced to chill....

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Perfect Losers."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Perfect Losers."

dedicato: Melanie, 27 yr old, hitch-hiking Highway One, California. constantly....


....Perfect Losers, downtown, Up-town, Up-Country...in the COLD? ...Perfect KIDS; Coming up Rosy?
Some Winter wish, some Winter bliss, some Winter Kiss; a kiss for Perfect Losers?

Some Perfect Losers, Homeless, with Heart: Don't pass GO, never Start, some DUMPSTER Divers of Hearts, some "Peak Lady" (Queen of Spades) & a Knave for a perfect Lover, a Loser, again, again and again, somehow, always again?

Perfect Losers...in Paradise, now with wings that SOAR, yet  now IN Winter, that wrap around U and keep U warm....


c.2018/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO, alive & kickin'.....

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Beloved Suspects!"

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Beloved Suspects!"

(dedicato: Rudi & Wolfgang, Bergheim, Germany)

....Beloved Suspects, bad habits, RASCALS, Banjo players, Jewish Harps, the Sisters of Mercy & Ragga-muffins galore? ALL loved, all disdained, all embraced, like the Berlin Wall...not without pain?

YO! Beloved (Usual) Suspects! Wearing each other's shirts, pants, socks, without Invitation, rain or shine, the last beer in the fridge, gone, gone, gone with You, intrinsically?

WHO the Devil? Who the God? And where? Why!? "Perché?" VAH-ROOOM!!! Dead? Dying (Not feeling very well?): M.I.A.?

-Beloved Suspects: who donated their Life's Blood like a Coal in Winter which I gladly burnt, stealing Fire on Fire into the flame of Fame, all now expired, UN-sung in their perfect harmony of Silence?

c.2018/davedelacroix/off to Costa Rica...

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Butcher's bill..."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Butcher's bill..."


The Butcher's bill.


...Potatoes: Euros: 1.75 (5 kilos)
Carrots: Euros: 0.99

No BLOW for Rebecca on a Sabatto Notte/Saturday night? No KISS on a Monday-Monday, no Sheffield Wednesday, no Good Friday (Run for your Lives!!!); and just WHEN - the Dude? - Jesus Christ got NAILED to the Cross? Just WHEN was that BBQ!?...."Avec Champignon" in a frozen bag, that Hallucinogenic, Sisters weeping, abusive "Bouncers": reasons to be Cheerful: 1-2-3!? Angelina at da Pizzeria, a Louis Prima song?

....Cantaloupe, Asperagusini, Mandarin oranges: mixed bag: Euros: 2.00! ("How'd ya like THEM Apples!?).....Keep the Doctor away?

OH! OH!!! C'mon now! I SEE ya got your brand new Leopard-skin,  Pillbox hat?...And - figuring - not just HOW U can't SEE but... under which... how can our Thoughts fester?

BAG OF LENTILS!....TWO PORK CHOPS!!!?....(Euros: Priceless)

And DEVOURED by Time IN Time, that shudders every time we ATTEMPT this climb, dyslectic, UN-toward, to UN-fandango?

Yoghurt: Euros: o.99
Garlic: o.99....?

No BLOW for Rebecca; who DAT RABBI? Who dat Pedophile? Or the Pied Piper of Hamelin, the RATS, the KIDS, in Ever-more? The latter, whose cries, STUNNED in freight trains en route to NAZI death camps?

....French Green Beans: Euros: 0.99 (frozen)
Onions: 1.00 per bag.

And  yet WHAT worth my Life if I PROTEST the Butcher's bill?...Except in my Turning?



c2018/davedelacroix/Lord Borgo/Sciacca/sicily...