Give us a BREAK !!!

Today is Thursday, the 30th of November 2018.

Kylie and the llama think it's time for a break. No more calls from the states of the United States of America and no more City-Song quizzes in the next few weeks. They have settled down in a motel room in Charlotte, the largest city in North Carolina. Charlotte - just another woman's name. They are trying to get in that Christmas mood everybody is talking about.

And they have met a strange old man with a thick white beard who is either a former member of ZZ Top or the late guru of some trashy singing folkrock family. They met him by the heated pool in the basement of the motel right next to the underground car park. He was wearing a red and white bath-robe and promised to visit them in their room later that night to tell them one or two stories. Isn't that how the Tales from the Thousand and One Nights began?

Be curious and prepared for… well… something… maybe... anyhow...

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 37

Today is Thursday, the 29th of November 2018.

What a great baddabing? What's a baddabing, the llama asks. And the llama is calling from North Carolina. Really? Who dares? Who cares?

"West Bromford"

Feel a chill in the dark

Twilight falls

Feel the beat of your heart

Danger calls

Up to the rooftop, out in the rain...

Well I'm planning it out

Day by day

There's no room for doubt

Just one way

Up to the rooftop, out in the rain...

And I'm looking out over West Bromford

Feeling freer now than I've ever been

When the sun sets over West Bromford

I'll be leaving, I can't come back again

And I'm looking out over West Bromford

West Bromford

In the flood of the light

Safety will shine

We'll be high out of sight

On steel cable line

Up to the rooftop, out in the rain...

And I'm looking out over West Bromford

Feeling freer now than I've ever been

When the sun sets over West Bromford

I'll be leaving, I can't come back again

And I'm looking out over West Bromford

West Bromford

Head over Tar Heel …

Today is Thursday, the 27th of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from North Carolina. She is calling from North Carolina although she does not sing no carol. And she is no Northerner either. What a stupid remark that was, the llama thinks. Was it a joke? We all think... NO! Or should we think… YES? And here is another new thing for all of you to think about. Since there is a North Carolina and a South Carolina where are East and West Carolina? And why is there no huge, whole and united Carolina at all? Who is this Carolina? And why do we know her name but not her face? Is it the one and only Carolina the one and only Shaggy was singing about? Maybe one could do some research about this topic but one is really lazy and caught too much into the November mood these days. At least Kylie and the llama are.

Carolina!
Whine your body, gyal
Make dem know say you have it fi mad dem

Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina, gyal prowl off
Gyal you fi jump and prance (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Carolina come bubble 'pon me
Oh, watch how she groove
Carolina come whine pon me
Oh, watch how di gyal groove
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina, gyal prowl off
Gyal you fi jump and prance (Prowl off, jump an prance)

Oh, Carolina is a girl
She deh pon top of di world
Well now she rock her body
And a move just like a squirrel
I say, "young baby girl!"
I said, "I love how you move"
"You just a rock to di rhythm, and a riddim and move
And now you know di girl-"

Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina, gyal prowl off
Gyal you fi jump an prance (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina, gyal prowl off
Gyal you fi jump an prance (Prowl off, 1 -2 - 3, hit me! )
Carolina come bubble 'pon me
Oh, watch how she groove
Carolina come whine pon me
Oh, watch how di gyal groove
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina, gyal prowl off
Gyal you fi jump and prance (Prowl off, jump an prance)

Well now, me love how she shock
Watch how she rock
Body, it a swing like mi grandfather clock
Gyal, move your body make man dem drop!
Bumper jus' a move, it jus' a cause roadblock

Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Yes, Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
Carolina, Carolina, Oh Carolina (Prowl off, jump an prance)
All di Brooklyn gyal dem, dem know fi jump and rock
I say, di Flatbush gyal dem know how fi get up and rock (Get up and rock!)

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 36

Today is Thursday, the 23rd of November 2018.

Must be, because... Thursquiz... You know... Do you?

"Bromford"

There she stood in an empty room, heard a voice from another time,

And the memories came rolling back of Bromford in the war;

For the girl in the photograph, much had changed in the years that passed,

But her longing for the boy she loved was still the same since the war;

It was a moonless night upon the road of life, when he'd held her to say goodbye,

Many more would survive, for he stayed behind to help them live again;

When they met at the garden gate, tears would fall from a deep embrace,

For she never knew what happened to the boy she loved in the war;

Back in those happy days, before the soldiers came,

To break down the ones who remained,

And they only survived, who could learn to die, and live to fight again;

There they stood in an empty room, heard a voice from another time,

And their memories came rolling back of Bromford in the war.

The Old Dominion...

Today is Wednesday, the 21st of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from Virginia. She is calling from Virginia although she is not a virgin. And she is no Nia either. What a stupid remark that was, the llama thinks. Was it a joke? We all think... NO! And here is a new thing for all of you to think about. Since there is a Virginia and a West Virginia where are North, South and East Virginia? And why is there no huge, whole and united Virginia at all? Who is this Virginia? And why do we know her name but not her face? Maybe one could do some research about this topic but one is really lazy and caught too much into the November mood these days. At least Kylie and the llama are. She called it by its' name "KussKuss" the other day and guess what happened. I can see the animal grin through the phone.

Careful, trekkies! It's that Dominion from the Gamma quadrant attacking Mothers of Presidents and the Mothers of Statesmen...

And I just read that it all comes back from the American Civil War... So no more kidding about that... (Long Live The King! May He Live Long And Prosper!)

America in Miniature …

Today is Friday, the 16th of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from Maryland. Thomas West, the 3rd Baron De La Warr, is not a mummy, she wants to point out. He was more of a wax figure in some wax museum because he was the founder of the colonie of Delaware or something like that. The llama is yawning. Boring, it says.

But Kylie is sad today. She just got to know that she will have to say to good-bye to her neighbours on some German Colonization Street in 2020. No more family and mother Beamer. No more family Schutzschild - although only Tanga Schutzschild stayed in the neighbourhood running a hair and beauty palace. No more communes of people sharing an apartment. No more wisdoms of Confucius. No more love, sex and crime. And she will miss Sunny and Cher. Or was it Sunny and Klaus? It is a pity. He lost so much weight lately. But maybe 36 years is more than enough. Time to pray good-bye. All good things come to an end. With the exception of sausages, because sausages have two ends.

Take this thing back to Baltimore …

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 35

Today is Thursday, the 15th of November 2018.

Today's town is a "repeat offender". But it is not the same song. At least... I hope... Weed... too much weed...

TOO MANY WEEDSDAYS !!!

"Streets Of Bromford"

Do you remember, remember the days

Life was easy, we felt no pain

Do you remember, remember the time

Love was passion and there were no crimes, but...

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tight

I know we gotta walk that mile

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tight

I know we gotta walk that mile

Oh, can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold

Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll

We could just let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll

You could be Yoko and I could be John, yeah

We'll stay in bed and they'll [?]

Our clutching hands, dodging bikes and trams

I wanna see you in a neon glass

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tight

I know we gotta walk that mile

Eyes grow weak and skin gets tight

I know we gotta walk that mile

Oh, can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold

Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll

We could just let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll

Tryin' means nothin' at all

Tryin' means nothin' at all

Means nothin' at all

Means nothin' at all

Oh, can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold

Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll

We could just let it roll

Can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold

Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Ooh yeah

Can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

Stop for a coffee, it was stone cold

Nevermind, we could just let it roll

Let it roll

Can we go walkin' together

Through the streets of Bromford

A Small Wonder …

Today is Monday, the 12th of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from Delaware. Nobody will believe that we are really here if you do not tell them from which town we are calling, the llama shouts in the background. And I can hear Kylie frown. Kylie says she is calling from Dover. No way, the llama protests. Here are no white cliffs and we are not in the South East of England. OK, Kylie says, our next stop will be Wilmington. She is not making it any better, the llama cries. Be more specific, woman. Way more specific. Kylie is sighing. She is going to ignore the llama for the rest of the day. She is going to concentrate on her appointment for the evening although the animal is insisting on calling it a date. She met this gentleman, Thomas West, the 3rd Baron De La Warr. Old European nobility, she thinks. Lower nobility perhaps, but still nobility. And the llama insists on calling him a mummy …

Take me back to the Garden …

Today is Saturday, the 10th of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from New Jersey. And the llama keeps on asking what happened to the Old Jersey. Maybe it was not good anymore and so they had to build a new one. Wasted, that's what the llama thinks. Kylie is getting less worried and more and more bored. So she decided to write a biography about the llama. I can hear your thoughts, Bromford Bibble. Do never try to ask the llama about its' life or past or anything. You will never get it to shut up again. It will go on talking and speaking and babbeling for ever and ever. But Kylie says, at the moment the animal seems not to be interested in talking about its' story at all. OK, it won't stop speaking and babbling but it is more about liberty and prosperity and things like that. Did you know that Thomas Alva Edison the famous inventor and businessman had a laboratory in West Orange, New Jersey, in 1901? And did you know that he is responsible for the very first cat video in world's history? Believe it or not. There were boxing cats involved. Think about it …

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 34

Today is Thursday, the 8th of November 2018.

Perspective. I should check my perspective. Who is calling? And who is the caller?

"What Bromford Couples Fight About"

Once a label is on something

It becomes an it

Like it's no longer alive

It's like a loss of vision

Or some dark impression

Or a black spot on your eye

If it's up to you

My little sweet baboo

Through the shouting and the fever

Think of life as queer

Think of it my dear

As some knobs or a fancy tone

From here there is no reason

Baby's got it made

But it's not what the life's about

What is imagination?

May become a fact

If we think of it that way

If you want to know

I can tell you now

Or if you make it through somehow

Or is it best to keep or fall to sleep

It isn't looking very good to me from here

Hey,

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know

What do Bromford couples fight about

Brother's gonna work it out

(Baby's got the bed sheet)

How do

(That was under you)

Bromford

(When your time and and the life expires)

Couples Fight it out

What these couples fight about

(Keeps it in the closet)

What do

(Keeps it to herself)

Bromford

(She should throw the damn thing out)

Couples fight about

But their gonna work it out

(Why should you continue)

How do

(To shake it off)

Bromford

(Would you write things on the wall)

Couples fight it out

What these couples fight about

You could make it hard, to be

In the shouting you will see

Or is it best to change the world you're keeping

Down again

Hey,

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know...

Such is the sound of sorry

Without the shy report

Or the grips that could hold you down

(Just when things were looking up

You act just like a horses butt)

Everything was simple

But the body's worn

Got the life spread on the ground

(Powder pink and general,

the kitchen sink, a funeral)

Every loving other

Don't you fade on me

Like a bomb that's about to blow

(Often we will overlook,

the things that make it undercooked)

We can make it hard

Or we can take the world apart

Or you'd never be that sure?

Of the simple thing that makes you want to cry again

Hey,

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know 'cause I forget

He's distressed

And I forget

I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know

Look… There's a keystone…

Today is Sunday, the 4th of November 2018.

Kylie is calling from Pennsylvania. And no, this is not a region in Rumania and not the home of the infamous Count Dracula. This is the Keystone State, the Quaker State. The capitol of Pennsylvania is Harrisburg. Other big and populous cities are Philadelphia and Pittsburgh, being the hometown of brat Pitt. And the llama knows it's always sunny in Philadelphia. And Kylie says don't ring my bell. And what is a Quaker? Some sort of duck bird named after the noises it makes? Quack, quack, quack? But our two travellers are not important today. You are the main person here, Bromford Bibble. You and you alone. No beige cults, no strange beige cult leaders. Keep your head down, Bromford Bibble, and avoid the helicopter blades. You are part of the test now. You have been part of the test the whole time. It is hole time. Time is a hole. Wake up, Bromford Bibble, and enter your keycard.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 33

Today is Thursday, the 1st of November 2018.

Tell me why... I don't like Thursdays... Tell me why... I don't like Thursdays... Tell me why... I wanno shoot hu hu hoot... the.. whole... day... down...

"Bromford"

Looka yonder! Looka yonder!

Looka yonder! A big black cloud come!

A big black cloud come!

O comes to Bromford. Comes to Bromford

Yonder on the horizon

Yonder on the horizon

Stopped at the mighty river

Stopped at the mighty river and

Sucked the damn thing dry

Bromford-o-o, O Bromford

In a valley hides a town called Bromford

Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble

Rumble hungry like the Beast

The Beast it cometh, cometh down

The Beast it cometh, cometh down

Wo wo wo-o-o

Bromford bound. Bromford-o-o. Yeah Bromford

The Beast it cometh, Bromford bound

Why the hen won't lay no egg

Can't get that cock to crow

The nag is spooked and crazy

O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!

O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!

Ya can say these streets are rivers

Ya can call these rivers streets

Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy

But no sleep runs this deep

No! No sleep runs this deep

No sleep runs this deep

Women at their windows

Rain crashing on the pane

Writing in the frost

Bromfords' shame. Bromford's shame

O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!

O go to sleep lil children

The sandmans on his way

O go to sleep lil children

The sandmans in his way

But the lil children know

They listen to the beating of their blood

listen to the beating of their blood

listen to the beating of their blood

listen to the beating of their blood

They listen to the beating of their blood

The sandman's mud!

The sandman's mud!

And the black rain come down

the black rain come down

the black rain come down

Water water everywhere

Where no bird can fly no fish can swim

Where no bird can fly no fish can swim

No fish can swim

Until The King is born!

Until The King is born!

In Bromford! Bromford-o-o!

Til The King is born in Bromford!

In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin

Where the rain came down and leaked within

A young mother frozen on a concrete floor

With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw

Bromford-o-o! O Bromford!

With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw

Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals

And a child is born on his brothers heels

Come Sunday morn the first-born dead

In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red

Bromford-o-o! Hey Bromford!

In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red

O ma-ma rock you lil' one slow

O ma-ma rock your baby

O ma-ma rock your lil' one slow

O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!

Mama rock your lil' one slow

The lil one will walk on Bromford

The lil one will walk on Bromford

Black rain come down, Black rain come down

Bromford-o-o! Yeah Bromford!

And carry the burden of Bromford

Bromford-o-o! O Bromford! Yeah!

The King will walk on Bromford!

Bromford-o-o! O Bromford!

He carried the burden outa Bromford!

Bromford-o-o! Hey Bromford!

You will reap just what you sow