Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....MOUNT SINAI COWBOYS.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...Mount Sinai Cowboys.



*for Gerry Franks. Jewish buddy who composed classic Jazz-tune, Metro-Girls.


Mount-Sinai-Cowboys.


Hymie.
I counted 347.
Mo.
U R one short!
Hymie.
U wanna count them again...
Mo.
U wanna waste my time...
Hymie.
I was just saying.

Mo.
 We gotta get these-dem Steers Corralled.
Hymie.
Kosher!
Mo.
Pretty much.
Hymie.
U wanna take the Rangy ones.
Mo.
I thought we-d lasso the black and white Ones.
Hymie.
Leave the Colour-complex to the Gentile-Cowboys.
Mo.
Pretty much.


c2018,davedelacroix, our man in the Kibutz, Sciacca-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix..... SOUTH on Sunday.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... South on Sunday.


Cruising-hanging-GROOVIN-getting loaded, UN-approved by the LAPD Over-seer-ers, the Tax-Payers-Fascist, Financed Dudes. BEEp-Beep! Think of a Rotund, swirling Flashing Ice-cream cone atop a black and white Sedan.

Don-t get excited U Misfits, badge and Gun ….COS I AINT there, your NEMESIS. White Boy, OR Black, going, WALKING, maybe ZIG-ZAG, but your Harmless mark!
And a great BOOG-A-LOO, San Francisco P.D. Your Rice-A-Roni big treat, soften the LUG in the drunk tank. What pours out of the Other-side, do U want a Lawyer or a Priest!

Neither SAN DIEGO, a tad inebriated, negotiating the Southern-end of the REAL EL CAMINO without speaking a Word of Spanish, on Interstate 5, wishing to DEFECT from Fiscal Tyranny to the Republic of Mexico.

Nope. None of those State-Nation-paid JACKALS can dis-abuse MY DIGNITY now...I pulled up my Pantaloons, and augmented my Sombrero. Went South on a Sunday. Said, Adios Amigoes! Arreverderci! Auf Weidershen! Au Revoir! CHEERIO!!! PARK A BANKSY SMILEY....And,  for better or worse, never looked back.

c2018,dec 31,ourman in Europe, dave Delacroix.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix..... Fortuna-Canzone, New Years Eve, 2018

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...Fortuna-Canzone, New Years Eve, 2018.


He was DOWN on his Luck.
Could-a happened to anyone.
He was down on his luck,
nobody, nobody could-a predicted!
And on New Year-s Eve,
no Adam to bite
the apple of Fortuna.
He was down on his Luck,
a time, any time, any Joe.

SHE was down on her Luck.
Could-a happened to U or Me.
She was down on her Luck,
little fault, SHE, Life, either-way!
No kisses to give,
No/OUT DAMN SPOT,
just innocent, God-s Glass Ceiling,
either-or
No bliss.
She was OUT  of the Game
sometimes, like WE.

And on New Year-s Eve
no Adam nor Eve,
outside of the Garden,
a Fortuna-Canzone, less we forget
Our Destiny...

HE was down. SHE too.
But ONLY this time...on New Year-s Eve.



c.2018, Dec.31. Ourmanin Europe-dude. Café Porta Palermo, Sciacca-Sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...BABUSHSKA!.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....Babushska!


By the the time I got to lake Bakyl, in Siberia, they told us to build Dachas. Freight trains arrived with Lumber but we DIDNT have Tools. At first it was a problem. Fortunately some of the LADS figured out how to construct a LATHE with local resources. ALL the time we were FREEZIN our butts off, NIGHT and Day. Day-time, of course, we shuffled around. There was a WOMENS Kamp-Lager, near-by. We never got to meet, just fantasized....


2018,davedelacroix.

Our Man in Europe, davedelacroix.....LOW PROFILE

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....LOW PROFILE.


She-s a Low profile GAL in the Dordogne, the one I love the most. and dosen-t BOTHER me, dont give UP her Inner Ghost, mine to HER or SHE to me, in Youth, Un-accountable,  except for the coldness of the over-seeing Clerk of Life with its tabled parchement and decisive Pen.

 She-s a Low Profile SISTA in Sicily,  who turns out to BE a MISTER when Times, Trouble, Yukky problems, an emergency, OMG!!!. Grazie Dio! MAIGRET!....She can figure it out! BASTA!!! A PERNOD, Monsieur, before I lose my mind!

I AM an Old Fashion Dude, in the USA,  walking Candle, white shamble suit, a Clochemerle-deranged, a sway into a personality, a Pipe, a glass of wine, a glance, an INNER idea, a kiss for your children, a salute for your Earth. POP Goes the Weasel! Nothing more or less, Me-thinks. But I am mostly loved.

Vogue-Culture! We focus on Ourselves yet NOT the stones beneath our Geography... ASK!!! Then where-in OUR hearts...pathos-questioning! Love-s spleen-bleeding, a SPECIE of Casualties.. The best of US STOICS revert to Drink...as in Roman times....and KEEP a low WHASSIT!!!.....Fish Soup, optional..

Meanwhile... She-s a Low profile, sits lonely upon a hill in an ancient Villa in Albania, vineyards-surround, yet every Festa-Anniversay KIDS with garlands, a-traditione, gather round to salute HOW COOL Low-Profile can be.
A Picnic. Munchies! Dancing...as a Therapy in  presence, Undiagnosed. And in the surrounding fields.... the Lavender blooms.

She-s a Low profile GAL. Someone, in many places... I know all too well.


c2018,davedelacroix, vicola la manca….NO heat. GAZ Cannista arrive mattina...BRRR...YO!!

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix...By the time I get to Phoenix...

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix....By the time I get to Phoenix.


dedicato ….Joanie Block and Carol Anielo. Mi Grande Americano Belladonnas...



By the Time I get to Phoenix...


By the time I get to Phoenix
Love, gone soft on the ground.
A Motel I never heard of
..a new-long-lost love found.
EAST of Common Sense
and WEST of getting outta here....
blond hair and a CAMERO
to Evermore...

By the time the Wichita Linesman
gets off the line, his KID
figuring, her Pappy built all the bridges
on Interstate 135...
and there-s a Kansas Smokin,
a Missouri Brew,
blond hair and  a Ford MUSTANG
maybe head-in South,
down to New Mexico!

Weather kicks IN,
TWISTERS take OUT the Ranch.
Refugees, folks out-lying
huddle at the County Court house....

By the time I get to Phoenix
in the USA or ANYPLACE,
East of Common Sense
and West of Getting out,
Guitars RINGING
SOMEPLACE!!!

I wrote a little Note to my MOM!!!!.
TWISTA A COMMIN....
Didn-t do any good...She was a staying.

By the time I get to Arizona,
New Mexico, out in the YARDS
of All we Know,
I will STILL sing a song,
I won-t make it long,

East or West,
blond hair...an EL CAMINO-drive-babee!

...and that Guitar-Pickin Song for evermore,
by the time I get to Phoenix
for You, always for U.


c2018,davedelacroix,sciacca-sicily.

Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix.... Palermo Town!

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix...Canzone Sicilia.... Palermo Town!


*dedicato. Antonio Modica and Famiglia. Xmas Hugs!


U say Traipani,
I say Taomina!
U say Syracusa,
I say Agrigento.
...I-ll only LOVE U
in... Palermo town!
Tra-la-la!

U Say Ragusa,
I say, oh-Sciacca!
U say Modica,
I say Messina!
...I-ll only LOVE U
in ...Palermo town!
Tra-la-la!

I-ll ONLY love U,
a Siciliano canzone!...


c2018. davedelacroix,sciacca,sicilia.