'78: The Blizzard of '78

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One ten-year-old was found after three weeks In a snowdrift ten feet from his door Some fell asleep in their cars And awakened no more Twenty-five people died shoveling snow -Have that done by somebody you hate- A hundred and sixty-six looters arrested... but wait! I spent the Blizzard of '78 on a commune in northern Vermont With all the Isaac Asimov anybody could want Music was very much not allowed So we said, Hey kids, let's start a band Proof that Ganesh loves us: there was no tape deck at hand (The first band I'd had was called 1 1/2 We were a duo, technically So if Tonto's Expanding Head Band was a band, so were we) I spent the Blizzard of '78 on a commune in northern Vermont With all the Ursula Le-Guin anybody could want I played guitar, Chris played tin cans, Carolyn played tambourine Chris was eleven, Carolyn twelve, I thirteen We called ourselves the Black Widows. We weren't the last, nor the first But we were, almost certainly, by far the worst We made the Cramps sound orchestral. That's an achievement, I guess As for rehearsal, we made the Shaggs sound like Yes I spent the Blizzard of '78 on a commune in northern Vermont With all the Roger Zelazny anybody could want It was hell!