Lookin' Good & Mouthin' Off

Listening to Kelly Hogan's CD "Because It Feel Good," it occurred to me how well "Sugarbowl" (one of my favorite tracks on an album chock-full of good songs) applied to the friendship of Big Barda and Zinda Blake. Just substitute "mega-rod" for "tire iron":

We had some hard ones, didn't we, boys?
Remember those mornings?
Remember that white, white day
When you wielded my tire iron?
Kickin' and cussin'...
But damn if you didn't get it up again.

Hey there Sugarbowl,
My little Miss Solid Gold,
You were always a lady,
Just like a lady should be.
And I know times were bad,
But looking back inside my head,
The mountaintops are all that I can see.


Hey there Sugarbowl,
My little Miss Solid Gold,

You were always a lady,

Just like a lady should be.

And I miss you still,

I reckon I always will,

You were my ideal of beauty.