Plunked into the pot with my perceptive care, I gave you a home, but you do not fair.
I toss about this and I toss about that, productive for life, making you grow nice and fat.
Not you, disgrace, for you have lost your place. Up! Up you must fill this vase.
I blame you for this natural crime, how have you not grown one single tine.
Why, it is your nature to bloom , to treat me unto your delight. Not you, I ,offered your ugly blight.
Never,…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on October 15, 2009 at 7:23pm —
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Old Guard to my pride, are your days growing late?
Silver has replaced that blackened muzzle; this is life’s humorous fate.
A bag O' bones, a shell of the hull. …
I am sure I can remember back O’ so many waning moons ago. I recall the attitude of your warning, alerted fur on hunched shoulder row.
Your color so brilliant, as like the Osage split up the center, Youthfully dense your mane, and menacing as nature…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on October 15, 2009 at 7:11pm —
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I took my family for a ride today, just around the way, nowhere but through those most incredibly placed hills and valleys of Fayette County Pa.. On our rides, we always have sound coming from the Radio. That beat, as we explore the vicissitudes of our ever-lasting meadows of faded yellow. Music is most helpful when a discussion has died away and the beauty of my birthplace pulls everyone’s attention away. I for 40 odd years traversing of curves that go left then right then left again. My lions…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on May 25, 2009 at 12:00am —
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Jazz will be the soundtrack for art, literature and Black History Month this evening at the Manchester Craftsmen's Guild in the North Side.
Taken together, the music and the images will provide "jazz you can see and art you can hear," says Marty Ashby, program director at the Guild.
The event is a reception for artists of works in the "Seeing Jazz: A Tribute to the Masters" exhibit now on display at the Guild's Connie Kerr Gallery and the North Lobby.
The…
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Added by Harold Betters on March 29, 2009 at 8:21pm —
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A mile a minute (Monday morning discussion with the son)
Hi, good morning and a howdy good day.
How was your slumber how was the rest.
Green red or blue ~I’m thinking of a number?
Wow look at the squirrel on the fence.
I pick red as my favorite color .
What ? The number, why its 4 of course.
Hay dad, I mean mom, sorry, can I fly if my arms go like this?
I would like over-easy they taste the best.
Boy I’m tired I could go back to…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on March 29, 2009 at 8:00pm —
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Those of you of a certain age who are natives of the Mon Valley will remember when we didn't have GetGo or Sheetz, or even 7-Eleven in most of the area. (I can think of only a handful until recently, when 7-Eleven took over a bunch of locations from other companies.) We had "Stop-N-Go," "Open Pantry," "Spee-D Mart," "Clover Farm Stores" and even a few "Li'l General" stores. The Clover Farms were little full-service supermarkets. I can remember two…
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Added by Harold Betters on March 27, 2009 at 5:11am —
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The Negro
With the trumpet at his lips
Has dark moons of weariness
Beneath his eyes
Where the smoldering memory
Of slave ships
Blazed to the crack of whips
About his thighs...
The music
From the trumpet at his lips
Is honey
Mixed with fire.
The rhythm
From the trumpet at his lips
Is ecstasy
Distilled from old…
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Added by Harold Betters on March 27, 2009 at 4:00am —
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4.1 GATEWAY: HAROLD BETTERS, WALT HARPER, AND OTHERS
The prosperity of Pittsburgh’s jazz scene continued through the early and mid 1960s. This prosperity was augmented by the beginnings of a more visible jazz recording industry, spearheaded almost single-handedly by the Gateway label. Jazz on Gateway was actually a relatively small portion of the label’s output, as the company issued records in many genres, most notably Eastern European folk music through an extended series of…
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Added by Harold Betters on March 27, 2009 at 3:07am —
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Betters brings sweet sounds to museum
By Dawn Law, TRIBUNE-REVIEW
Monday, February 21, 2005
About the writer
Dawn Law is a stringer for the Tribune-Review.
If you can feel the music, then it is real.
During Harold Betters' five decades in the music business, he has appeared on television, played from the Apollo to the Super Bowl and made numerous recordings that can be heard on jazz radio.
Betters has worked with Slide…
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Added by Harold Betters on March 27, 2009 at 2:53am —
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Fine swing and big band trombonist, well schooled in all the tricks of the trade, among them vocal effects, flashy phrasing and rapid-fire lines. He was also an excellent section player, and handled bop as well. Betters recorded a number of albums in the early and mid-'60s, one a surprising two-trombone date with Slide Hampton in 1965. ~ Ron Wynn, All Music Guide
Added by Harold Betters on March 27, 2009 at 2:27am —
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I wish I could visit my grandfather at the best time in his life, there when he took the alpha path. A simply gentle human harboring neither anger nor with wraith, dedicated of a man with two children and a doting wife.
I know these thoughts of grandeur has limits to its weave, thus I would give us twelve hours before he would leave. If I could only cut somehow through space, stand proudly next this men and his grace. A trip to visit the pillar that helped structure me this man,…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on January 25, 2009 at 8:09pm —
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A few years ago I wrote a letter called “*A Roll Call” Its premise was: A call to action for creative minds to not only record history but to also write our future. As it’s no big secret our Nation, as a whole, has slipped away from culture and fell into consumerism. We lost that balance that holds democratic civilizations afloat. Culture is as important to this world as is oil. Without creative minds we lay stagnate in our past accomplishments but mostly our mistakes. Without different…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on January 10, 2009 at 5:51pm —
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Techno futures.
Many years ago, I had thought what an amazing thing technology was. It was ever moving always improving, and solving problems. My thoughts drifted to the next resting stop in entertainment. I wondered how they were going to get the media to us. Like Video killing the radio star. Computer killed the video star, even thought it is not dead yet, TV. is ,as we know it, heading out.. As a matter of facts, communication as we know it is out the window.
This…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on December 27, 2008 at 7:00am —
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Bitterly chomping down to the bone, my god man, don’t you have pity? You horrible bastard, forsaken son of her majesty. She flung onto us you’re misery, through cosmetic actions your born, chaotically mixed with deviant precision; violence rapped in a northern storm. Joyous I wonder, are you full of glee? Does your raise of terror give you pleasure? Do these deeds please your mother?
On the twilight of the year you arrive with your silent death, little seen nor heard just your…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on December 8, 2008 at 6:00pm —
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On the eve of Change.
At last, At last. At long last! Finally the people of this Great Nation are coming to bare wittiness to the unadulterated power we gave away to the few. Realizing this power has imposed a pain filled blow to the whole of our land. We have begun to awake, shaking off the drunken haziness like a bad dream that haunts our thoughts. The clear images of our selfishness have come to be realized. Now in this monumental storm we decide to fight and righteously so! We…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on November 17, 2008 at 11:30pm —
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My sweet china doll, my extraordinary dream, my amazing love , you, softly rapped in a beautiful soft brown sheen.
The passion of my heart, the reason for my thoughts, you are my one true queen. Without you my mind would surely fail heart black and thick, my dreams dark and pointless, lost without you in worship.
You’re purr of approval is my destination your soft brown eyes give me clues to its direction, finding that love in your glance is my primal…
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Added by CWR (Fan of Culture) on November 3, 2008 at 2:00am —
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