Aw, thanks. It's a great song on so many fronts, but the live version beats the vinyl. It's so awesome.

ISOTLC was a great album. The second side was my favorite side ever for the longest time, and may still be if I stopped to think about it. It would wipe the burdens out of my mind and make me want to float away. The last time I listened to it and really soaked it in was in Texas. I was in a funk and thinking of never going to another concert. I put that on as the first Moodies thing I could find on YouTube, and got the courage to go to the show and have one of the best times of my life.

The computer's been having viruses swept off for a long time today, so now I think maybe it's time for me to tune in to some Moodies, huh?

BTW, strangeblue25, did you do the OpenFan thing? I signed up, unsigned, ran four antiviruses, and now I'm wondering if I'll be missing out. Thanks.

That is good. I err on the side of having to say something vs. having something to say. Like so many things, my actions are the enemy of my conscience.

Speaking of irony, I am enjoying the catacombs created by Open Fan, now. I may have to delete my Twitter/Facebook accounts because, how shall we say this nicely, a certain borderline schizophrenic with a record for trespassing with an illegal firearm has re-emerged, wanting to "friend" me on social media. I shall spend downtime today deleting sensitive material - like "likes" for Justin concerts.

Please let nobody be offended for my actions, as I expect I'll be "un-liking" a lot of good stuff. I'll miss keeping up with ticket onsale dates and even #JHQAs, but I find myself asking what if this stalker dude figures out I have a big crush on Justin? What if he sees my brother has my last name and thinks he's my husband and goes after my niece and nephew? Like it or not, it seems I cannot escape his crazy world. The same dude "figured out" a lot of weird stories, which he related to me about my own decisions in life before I started forwarding his letters unread to church leadership. His fantasy knows neither bounds nor correction; and I sound like I need to get put away any time I talk about it.

I'm assuming the mighty Open Fan paywall and my lack of a last name make things safe down here - but I may be pulling out in short order. I just want everybody in Moodyland to know I think the best of them and wish them well.

I was listening online to 'Strange Times.' I loved "Haunted" and "Foolish Love." It took me back to a time when life was simple and free, when music took my mind to a heavenly place, and I wasn't so bat**** crazy. I flash back to Chicago, a time of miracles, everything was possible.

It was odd, but "The One" was not available in this country. I know I only needed to change my settings to another country to pick it up, or pull up a different version. I didn't care to.

I present to you Edward Gomez' interpretation of "The Swallow." Who would have heard a mariachi train ride?

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As I type, I'm listening to "Say What You Mean." I love it. I think it wasn't critically acclaimed, and maybe the band even criticized it, but I love it. I ran stairs to it when I was house-sitting in the day. I went back to Michigan and walked from my old home all the way to the top of Sashabaw Road, passing Pine Knob, where I attended my first ever Moodies concert. This song was on my mind as I walked along the dirt road, which is surely paved by now.

I first became aware of 'Keys of the Kingdom' when I was driving home. I was new to this state, and we had a great station with live DJ's who played songs off CDs and vinyl. So, they had the liberty and discretion to play "Say It with Love." I knew that voice and that sound. I pulled off in a dirt spot to listen. That spot will always be special to me.

Has anybody heard anything from Justin?

It's been a great week or so. I just finished my contributions to a songwriting competition. I could have submitted up to ten pieces, but I settled for three, not wanting to dominate the thing with victory. I was splitting my time between binge-watching biblevideos.org, totally drawn into the literal Johannine scene, or at least its alignment with my interpretations, and not doing much work, though deadlines now encroach. The first submission, I just prayed and said God knows all music and asked if he'd give me something great. After that, the chorus came almost faster than I could get it down on paper, and I dare say I have never written anything so perfect. Well, if it loses and the judges are not crazy, the winning compilation is going to be mind-blowing out of this world, so I'm happy for everybody and the end product, come what may. Early into the week of cramming for something I had a year to do, I was stopped at a stoplight and mistook the green, yellow, and red lights for the notes for triad beginning on D, I can't remember now.

Anyway, a biproduct of the whole thing is that at some point I heard this little melody in my mind. It was so inane, it was anathema to the whole project, and I have not since been able to get it out of my mind. It goes:

G F# A D F# G and repeats

... and the riddle is - What is this?

P.S. I see I left off the closed quote, so consider this an edit, you sweet bots of mine.