Today’s Small Discussion on NYC, Music & Writing.

Over Twenty-five revisions since 7 am, 3.19.19.



I started my working years during the 1970s.

I worked and flourished in the hustle and bustle of the city that never sleeps – NYC  – and sometimes I’d work through the night when no one was around on empty floors while I blasted the great music of the era.

And one of my early loves kept me company.

“Come… Fly With Me” ~ Alison Steele – the Queen of Midnight Radio -her voice made love to me and kept me going with her radio show. God I loved her voice. Damn. She died in 1995. RIP Alison! You are missed. {sniffles} FUCK CANCER.


I worked daily on a six-foot scaffold, on four wheels and rolled around high-rise office rooms – sans furniture – providing full renovation of tenant ceilings. If you’re in an office in NYC right now, look up. I’m one of the guys that may have installed that ceiling above you. Especially if you’re on a floor that hasn’t been renovated in over forty years or so. {I might have signed my real name above that ceiling – hidden from your view.}

I did not work without music. It was a must. I despised anyone who told me to turn the music off or leave the job-site. I think I may have left a few of those times. They had no right. If they didn’t allow music, I’d bark like a dog for the entire remaining length of the job. WOOF WOOF!

I was nick-named: “Barking Dog,” because I would never cease throwing my voice, sounding exactly like a barking dog (or a pack of dogs) in the distance. I was one helluva ventriloquist and ergo, building tenants had to ask the construction supervisors, to find the dog on the 80th floor and “get it the fuck” out of the building.

They didn’t believe it when they found out it was me. Woof. Fuck you – NO MUSIC?! MY ASS!

I still refuse to work without music and continue that process to this day at home – in the north woods of nowhere – where no one can complain. YES!

Now I write with music of the 70s blaring in the background, where my work-life originally exploded in love, procreation and a practice of my guitar which eventually lead to recording sessions.

Ah. Music. It’s a force of my life. Yours?

And here I’ll leave this short discussion of my past life in NYC during the height of GREAT RECORDED MUSIC.



{Just imagine me wiggling on my scaffold as I grew into one of the best ceiling specialists, in the city.  – Ah tearful laughing memories – So Mote It BE.}

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Today’s Quote

“There is no tediousness of solitude to him who has within himself resources of thought and dream, the pleasures and pains of memory, the bliss and the torture of imagination.”

~ William Winter – 1836-1917.

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I know… I know…

When you’re writing a book it’s hard to post something here.

But I figure, unless I’m published, this blog means nothing.

Back to writing.

~ Øle Ø.

MEANWHILE – here’s a nice song while you wait for my book to be done:

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“Read, read, read. Read everything – trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it’s good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out of the window.”
~~ William Faulkner

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Today’s Short Story


Hi. I’m here. The Sun is out.


I’m hot. The Sun is too bright. I feel squishy.


The snow is melting. I am melting. Who would’a thought…

…oh what a world… what a world…


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Today’s Quote

“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.” ~ Robert Frost

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Two Quotes from Lyman Abbott:

“Depressed and discouraged as we are apt to be by the flood of filth and falsehood, of corruption and crime, which the daily paper offers us for our daily food, it is well sometimes to stop, take a quieter and less partial view, and realize the right we have as Americans for pride in our past and for hope in our future”



“Who through faith subdued kingdoms,

wrought righteousness, quenched the 

violence of fire, waxed valiant in fight,

turned to flight the armies of the aliens” 


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