300//\\365//\\300 (#10)

Friday, May 2nd, 2014

If Folk Music Took Its Cues From Organized Crime

“Do you know why I called this meeting Ricky?”

“Uh, no Big Tony. I though I was coming here to co-write with you,” Ricky said with a nervous laugh.

He could see now that this clearly was not the case. There were no legal pads on the long table. No pens. No bottles of water. He could feel the pinpricks of sweat starting to form on his forehead.

“Perhaps another time,” said Big Tony. “I called you here to discuss like gentleman, because that’s what we are– gentleman– right, Ricky?”

“Right Big Tony.”

“Right. I called you here to discuss like gentleman this little problem I have with your last song. What was it called Stevie?”

Stevie, Big Tony’s long-time publisher, leaned in from the shadows behind Big Tony. “Love Is Like An Ocean.”

“That’s it. Love Is Like An Ocean. To tell you the truth, Ricky, I liked it. I liked it a lot. That thing you did with the… the…”

Stevie leaned in again. “With the lighthouse.”

“Ah yes, with the lighthouse,” continued Big Tony. “That was very good. Clever. Very clever.”

“Thanks Big Tony,” Ricky said nervously.

“A little too clever if you ask me, but I can’t exactly get mad at you for being clever. We’re all trying to be clever, aren’t we Ricky?”

“I guess so.”

Ricky didn’t like where this was going.

“My concern is this, Ricky. You wrote a song called Love Is Like An Ocean, and as you know, my family has been writing water-based love songs in the folk music market for quite some time now. Your father– now that man could write a good folk song. But you are not your father, are you Ricky?”

“No I’m not Big Tony.”

“No you’re not, Ricky. Your father understood this little thing we call… respect. Stevie, did Ricky’s father ever write a water-based love song?”

Stevie leaned forward yet again.


“No, Stevie. No he didn’t.” Big Tony gave a long, hard look at Ricky. “Why do you think that was, Ricky?”

Ricky gulped.

time: 8:17 AM
date: Friday, May 2nd
place: home, New Braunfels, TX
words: 351 (oh well)

300//\\365//\\300 is a writing exercise– 300 entries over 365 days, each no longer than 300 words (I’m not so hot at sticking to the last part).


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  1. Chad Richard says:

    Nicely done. I’m right in the middle of reading and really diggin your book.

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