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Jeff L. Howe

Jeff L. Howe
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Jeff Howe is a bonsai enthusiast and harmonica player who has very good reason to believe that the Universe tastes like a cheap buck-fifty melon. He is a product of Walled Lake and a former Poetry Slam Champion of Milwaukee. He once shook hands with Rocky Colavito, opened for Leon Redbone and took a piss next to Mose Allison (no hands were shaken). All things considered, his best single day was July 4th, 1987 when he marched in the Marmarth, North Dakota parade in the morning, discovered a rare dinosaur skull in the afternoon, and then sat in playing harmonica with a drunken cowboy band until way past tomorrow. It's been downhill ever since. Jeff is a misemployed geologist who specializes in interpreting rock outcrops at 70 miles per hour. It's a gift. His daughter loves cows. ................................................................................................................... FOR MORE STORIES, PHOTOS AND HARMONICA RECORDINGS VISIT: jeff-howe.net

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NOVEMBER 7, 2011 9:36AM

I'm Looking For A Buzz...

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I’m looking for a buzz with the taste of fine wine, the sparkle of brew fresh from the tap, and the kick of smooth, aged whiskey.  I’m looking for a buzz that feels like the juice of a perfectly cooked cheeseburger trickling down your throat behind the crunch of fresh lettuce. 

I’m looking for a buzz that’s a full tank of gas with nothing on the schedule but miles to make; a buzz that lasts until a week from next Tuesday, one that never crashes or leaves you too hung over to write. I’m looking for a buzz that’s early Saturday morning - the coffee’s gone cold and its time to get busy… a buzz that brings it, goes yard, takes it deep - like a firm handshake or someone looking you square in the eye and saying “thanks”.

I’m looking for a buzz with the want of a wet dream, the pain of a heartbreak and the flash and crash adrenalin rush of summer lightening; a buzz with the size and weight of a new job’s first fat paycheck – the one that finally puts you ahead – at least until the rent comes due.

The buzz of someone who loves you.

I’m looking for a buzz as smooth as rich milk chocolate, a buzz that kicks ass and says “hi” - grinning back at you like a fresh bag of clean sticky buds while slyly winking: “let’s try that one again… only slower this time”.

Sigh.

You know where I can catch a buzz like that?

 

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Good luck catching that buzz.
I remember having a full tank of gas. Those were the days.
alsoknownas
November 07, 2011 10:29 AM
alsoknownas: Alas. I know that buzz doesn't exist. But it hasn't stopped me from chasing it through all of these years. Keep saving up for that full tank.
Jeff L. Howe
November 07, 2011 10:40 AM
You've got a fellow traveller here. Some chase wealth and others chase humanity. This really resonated with me. (r)
Stacey Youdin
November 07, 2011 10:45 AM
I will be watching to find out... it used to find me.
rita shibr
November 07, 2011 10:55 AM
Love the way you describe your quest. It resonates.
Sarah Cavanaugh
November 07, 2011 11:59 AM
Actually, I get a pretty damned good buzz playing my music. I think that may be one reason I never got hooked on less addictive drugs like cocaine or heroin -- tho playing music did introduce me to a good single-malt scotch buzz.
Tom Cordle
November 07, 2011 12:06 PM
Tom: Yes, there is something very special about packing up your equipment after a particularly good gig. There's a huge sense of satisfaction... not to mention the thrill itself while you're out there playing and everything is clicking.
Jeff L. Howe
November 07, 2011 01:18 PM
that buzz is all around you. and you know it or you wouldn't have been able to describe all its variations so perfectly. so available and so ephemeral, both. and isn't it always that *first* bit of it that's sweeter/tastier/saltier than all the rest, that first sip? damn, this is good, jeff.
femme forte aka candace
November 07, 2011 01:19 PM
Candace: If truth be told, I've been struggling for over forty years to recapture a singular buzz (pot) that I caught under a bridge on a late-night bicycle ride in the countryside outside of East Lansing, Michigan. That was the "first" time I caught magic in a bottle.
Jeff L. Howe
November 07, 2011 01:24 PM
This is really good, Jeff, and now I'm all a-think. And that's no good. I should be working, not thinking.
Man Talk Now
November 07, 2011 02:45 PM
I caught it by the tail a few times, but lost it Jeff. Doesn't mean I-we can't catch it again. A pleasure to read this..
tr ig
November 07, 2011 03:22 PM
This was not my favorite Huey Lewis & The News Song, but in the top ten.
Jeff Maehre
November 07, 2011 04:59 PM
This is sad but I turn to Ben and Jerry's. R
Joan E. Kaufman
November 07, 2011 10:54 PM