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5 times the fun

What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times? – Asks the daily prompt.

I answered this question a few years ago in a post called Watched. And I don’t like being redundant and have nothing new to add.

So, what else entertainment wise have I done more than 5x?

Ah, – What groups live, have I seen more than 5 times? Well, most of this is going to date back to some older decades but here it goes.

I know I’ve seen The Who at least 5x. Also used to go to a lot of Jethro Tull and Bad Company shows, at least 5 for them. Maybe RUSH and The Doobie Brothers also.

Bands I’ve seen at least once that I would have loved to see 5 or more times. Lynyrd Skynyrd, Eagles, Santana, Aerosmith, Yes, Fleetwood Mac, Pink Floyd, ZZ Top, Led Zeppelin, Frank Zappa, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Van Halen, Little Feat, Kansas,

Bands I’ve never seen but would love to see 5x – The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Doors, Genesis, Crosby Stills Nash & Young, The Allman Brothers, The Blues Brothers, The Grateful Dead, AC/DC, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Jimi Hendrix, Black Sabbath, Queen, and Metallica.


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My Garden

My Garden is my family and friends.

I was listening to a song this morning called The Garden by RUSH and I really loved the song’s lyrics. In addition to being a great drummer he wrote some wonderful lyrics.

In this one of many possible worlds
All for the best, or some bizarre test
It is what it is, and whatever
Time is still the infinite jest

The arrow flies when you dream
The hours tick away
The cells take away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes
The hours tick away
They tick away

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

In the rise and the set of the sun
‘Til the stars go spinning, spinning round the night
Oh, it is what is it is, and forever
Each moment, a memory in flight

The arrow flies while you dream
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve
The hours tick away
They tick away

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect (it’s a measure of a life)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time is the only return that you expect

The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen

In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect (it’s a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect (it’s a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect (it’s a measure of a life)
In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect

It’s a measure of a life
It’s a measure of a life
It’s a measure of a life
It’s a measure of a life

Bees on sunflower. Photo by Mike Hartley