"Space Widow's Lament"

[Fellow Hoodlum]

Line up the Guinness and Bushmills ... I hear its lucky your guitar playing is far superior
to my vocal talents ... Play it loud and no one will have to listen to me.
Been a while since a did anything close to live ... Then it would have only been a pair of
turntables. Eeek, an audience. Get em drunk, they won't know the difference.
Please do your renditions first though ... Me, I'll empty the bar at closing time.
Kind words Skye ...
The stars make no noise.

Hoodlum

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Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."

[Skyedaughter]

[quote=Fellow Hoodlum,Aug 22 2006, 01:33 AM]
Line up the Guinness and Bushmills ... I hear its lucky your guitar playing is far superior to my vocal talents ... Play it loud and no one will have to listen to me.
Been a while since a did anything close to live ... Then it would have only been a pair of turntables. Eeek, an audience. Get em drunk, they won't know the difference.
Please do your renditions first though ... Me, I'll empty the bar at closing time.
Kind words Skye ... The stars make no noise.

Hoodlum

Dear Hoodlum ~ I'll be posting the press release for Hope's Haven Grand Opeing today, and you will see you are on the music Playbill. Not to worry, you are next to last; guests will be quite drunk by then, and lulled into complacent acceptance by my set. The Flyboys will wake 'em all up again so they can stumble off to their ships, to the hot tub or bath, and, finally, to one of my lovely rooms, if they have a mind to try one out. The stars make no noise, but I have heard them sing.

Do you remember that Old Earth movie, "Close Encounters"? I know it goes way back, but in the begiinning, after the space ships have done a flyby, in Mexico, one old blind geezer tells the team of anthpologists, scientists and government officals that "the Sun came out and sang to me." It is something you only hear on the inside.

And I will be happy to accompany you with my lovely old (possibly by now antique, since it's over 30 years old) vintage Gibson J150. She is a mellow lass, but can belt out a good strong strum if it's called for. She will pretty do whatever I ask of her.

See you at the Haven ~ Skye

[Skyedaughter]

For Immediate Release

Hope's Haven ~ Finest B & B Pub in the Sirius Sector

Located on Station Belfast in the NewCastle System

Announces Grand Opening
Food, Drink & Lodging

Old Earth Star Date August 25
Anytime from 4 pm to Whenever the last Guest Falls Over

Finest Finger Foods in the Galaxies
Draft to Please any Palate
& Fine Liquors As Well
Only the Loveliest Wenches Will be Serving


Art Exhibition with Work by Joni Mitchell (these came very dear) and Skye

First Come, First Served & No Reservations
(other than the exception mentioned below)

Music Playbill
Space Cowboys
The Pleidians
Galaxie Gallopers
Leather and Lace (okay, I know, a throwback to a long time ago on an Earth far, far away)
Skye
Fellow Hoodlum
Flyboys (a rousing finish)


Come enjoy Hope's Haven...
and the old Earth ambience of the hardwood (from Earth herself) tables and chairs... (tables for Two go fast, so make reservations if you want one) ... and the occasional comfy chair and sofa.

Afterwards, bask in Skye's rooms of various comfort levels; try out the marvelous Old Earth Bathtubs (clawfoot, very dear) and the several saunas and hot tubs.

BYOW ~ Bring Your Own Wench
(and Keep Your Hands Off Skye's Staff or She'll Boot You out the Door with Her Steel-Toed Boots)

For additional information, respond to Skye via this post.

[Skyedaughter]

To all fare and hearty mates. I thought I'd provide a bit of a "teaser" (Old Earth PR slang for something to grab the attention and create a desire for the reader to want to .... (buy, help ... in this case, come to the Grand Opening of Hope's Haven)
I will be breaking out this new song for the first time on any planet or ship. Hope you enjoy the words and will want to come and hear the song ~ Skye

Star Children

1.

We are children of the night
with starburn in our souls.
If you step out of the light
youll feel the urge to follow.

And well never stop til we get it right;
well never stop til we can fly.


2.

It was so long ago,
we learned to love the night sky.
And though we couldnt go,
we watched the stars dancing high.

And oh, how we burned in our dreams
with the longing to fly.


Chorus

Star children, its part of our history;
born longing to fly from the moment we could breathe.
Stardust twined round our DNA,
built in to guide us on our way.


3.

It was drawn on the walls of ancient caves,
the others who came long ago to point the way,
to rise up and leave the Earth below,
to fly on fire, the bravest of the brave.

And oh how the visions burned in our dreams,
and oh how we counted the days.


4.

Now the sky is filled with light,
and star ships come and go.
And we fly with delight
watching galaxies turn, to and fro.

And now we are the lights burning in the sky
while others watch from below, longing to fly.


Chorus

Star children, its part of our history;
born longing to fly from the moment we could breathe.
Stardust twined round our DNA,
built in to guide us on our way.


5.

We tell the stories to the little ones,
the fame and glory; and touching the Suns.
We see the starburn in their little eyes
as we kiss them, each and everyone.

And oh, how they burn in their dreams
With the longing to touch the unseen.


6. (Reprise Verse 1)

We are children of the night
with starburn in our souls.
If you step out of the light
youll feel the urge to follow.

And well never stop til we get it right;
Well never stop til we can fly.
And we never stopped til we could fly (fade)


Skyedaughter Rae 2006

[Lightfoot]

And well never stop til we get it right;
Well never stop til we can fly.
And we never stopped til we could fly (fade)

  Skyedaughter Rae 2006

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There's a tear in me starburned eye, Lass!

And ye can be countin' on old Sancho to be in attendance. Would ye be needin' any help behind that grand old Sterling bar?

I'll also be bringin' some old friends ta help.. a hefty sap loaded with wee grapeshot, and a cherished old .410 bore double pistol loaded with rock salt fer under the bar. (Never did care much fer them newfangled "Taser" thingies..)

Good luck on yer openin'!
And sendin' ya me Undead love as well,
Sancho

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<span style="font-family:Trebuchet Ms">Brotherhood of Light ~ Grenoble ~ Belfast



LVX|Cagliostro ~ LVX|Eye.of.Privas</span>

[Fellow Hoodlum]

Well, that decidedly dodgy commercial seems to have started the ball rolling ...
Nice when a flan comes together ...
Browning is going to pop one of his B25 specials in, to go up on the wall behind the bar.
3" chambers and a couple of 42gram remmy heavi-shots will remove any unwanted
junk right out the door ... Last resort of course.
Good looking piece too ...
God, do I really have to sing ????

Hoodlum

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Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."