Wow, scouting song venues -- Halvi discovers the FEVER SWAMP!

Ha, what can I say? I've been thinking, with spring upon us and the weather changing, that a new venue, some Mama Nature, might inject my vids - talking and singing - with CREATOR energy... God Spice... And, lo and behold, 5 miles north of the Ryman Theater, a half-mile from my door, I discover Arachnid Town; Snakeville... Scary? Alarmingly conducive to an axe-wielding freak blasting, like a Jack-in-the-Box, from the algae to splatter blood?

Hmm... Let's just say, it puts the imagination in gear. You half expect the Creature From the Black Lagoon - or maybe Hillary Clinton without makeup - to breach the slime, glom your leg, and make you miss Yellowstone season #6. Good place for a movie, no doubt -- the Fever Swamp... The ol' Bayou. And yet more evidence - as if we needed it! - that the Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away, and the Lord loves snakes, spiders, BAD singers, and frogs.

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