a good music morning

woke up to the sounds of woody guthrie today. the big ones were playing guthrie's kiddy songs. "this machine kills fascists" we need a woody guthrie today. he would definetly have his hands full. after the guthrie cd finished they put on rocket to russia. thank god my parents have good taste. one of the main reasons i left the first home was that they listened to jam bands. what dog in their right mind wouldn't runaway?