Art and Lyrics: Liquid Lunch

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Artwork: S Bess (Watercolor, pencil, and ink on paper)
Bad Liquor Blues
Listen here people, listen to what I have to say (2x)
If you drink bad whiskey, it will do you this a-way

Make you lose your money, make you lose your best friend (2x)
And when you get sober, swear you'll never get drunk again...
As sung by: Leroy Carr and Scrapper Blackwell

My inspiration for this piece came from a photograph I recently shared with you of my grandfather.

Well, I'm watching the democratic debates so I must go. Take care, my friends. Peace~

Comments

Rethabile said…
Heeeeey, there's drawing talent, here. Pretty nice, ntate. Best.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 8:38:00 AM
Fabrizio said…
Ehy Stephen, that's not bad at all!
And I love the photograph. It's just like you're looking at an old movie.
Very cool.

I'm looking at the democrats election too. Many, many, many Italians would be happy to see Hillary or Obama as the new president. They both show peaceful wisdom and people in the world really need it.

See ya

Fab
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 11:36:00 AM
Aly Cat 121 said…
Ohhh the liquid lunchers. I actually like that picture. NEXT - Liquid Lunchers inside corporate america exposed. *chuckle*
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 3:53:00 PM
lyre said…
I had liquid lunch too but it was slimfast!
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 7:40:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Rethabile-
Ke a leboha, ntate. It's a hobby. Perhaps I will advance as I get older. :)

Fab-
Good to see you. Glad you like the photo and the watercolor. I enjoy it.
I agree with your assessment of the election. I'm going with Obama in '08. Peace~

Torrance-
Yes, I've been there too---a long time ago now. :)

Aly-
Good to see you. Yes, there are many in the corporate world who participate. :)

Lyre-
That's much better than Slim-Gin. :)
Wednesday, February 27, 2008 8:32:00 PM
Yasmeen Christian said…
Love the artwork, good post once again ;-)
Friday, February 29, 2008 12:52:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Yasmeen-
Thank you. I must go see your books for children.
Saturday, March 01, 2008 10:28:00 AM
Crankyputz said…
Loved the poem, and the pic....wish you were close by I'd make you draw me something for my place..
Monday, March 03, 2008 11:55:00 AM
Lyrically speaking said…
Hope all is well, stopping by to feel the luv here :) enjoy your week Mr. Bess
Monday, March 03, 2008 9:08:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Very innocent Art, I like that. Ola Senor Bess. Good to see you **wink**
Tuesday, March 04, 2008 1:08:00 PM
Stephen A. Bess said…
Cranky-
You like my art? *smile* What would the subject of your ideal piece of work?

Cathy-
Good to see you. It's all luv here. :)You have a good week as well.

Tryphina-
Ola Tryphina! I see you're back from your world travel.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008 7:52:00 PM
Dance_Soul said…
I really like that watercolor Stephen!
Monday, March 10, 2008 2:18:00 PM
Rent Party said…
Those old blues lyrics are so brilliant.
Monday, March 17, 2008 11:57:00 PM
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