The Naked Truth Newsletter November 16th, 2016 | Page 2

An Unhinged

Waiting to be Greased by John Pilchard

The third Presidential debate came to a screeching halt a few nights ago. There are two ways to look at this final debate, and neither look
is an optimistic one. Seeing how this was the final debate, we, as a nation, were hoping that some semblance of respect and professionalism
would have been displayed on stage. If only there were a ticker to count the “ums,” rigidly cut-off “excuse me’s,” and misguided “but Mr.
Trump’s.” The numbers from that ticker would, at least, give the not-so-notorious Chris Wallace (that poor son-of-a-bitch) something to take
home in consolation.
Closer glances at the last debate would have one notice how the future with Russia might be handled by trembling blue hands or fumbling
red ones. Trump was accused of being too friendly with Russia (and his good pal, Vladimir Putin) while the other gawker, Hillary, expressed
her desire to bring Russian cyber-attackers to swift, American-style justice. Justice, in regards to this election cycle, should be driven into
a rural Alabama town, taken to a rather desolate field, and shot in the face. Instead, justice is being paraded down Pennsylvania Avenue,
tarred by Bill and feathered by Hillary. Meanwhile, Trump gathers more “justice” from overseas.
As we slink alarmingly closer to November like a heard of farm-raised cattle waiting for a bolt to the forehead, one must either fall to one
side or collapse onto the other. Russia is, in fact, a world super power that really sought to flex its muscle during and, more importantly, after
World War Two. Russia could not be more relevant today. Read more at https://nakedtruthmagazine.com/2016/11/an-unhingedamerica-waiting-to-be-greased/

The Rose Review
By: Jacquelin Rose

On the morning after my mother-in-law lost her long and brutal battle
with Alzheimer’s disease, I drove my wife to her father’s house in central New
Jersey. As they spent the day making funeral arrangements, I decided to go to
a nearby gym instead of stay in the house alone where I was sure her ghost
would tell me I was a disappointment as a son-in-law. During a break in
mindlessly lifting heavy things and then putting them back where I found them
(I have good gym etiquette), I noticed a man with baseball cap pulled down
around his eyes who looked very familiar. Did I use to work with him? Was he
a neighbor of my in-laws? Was he getting creeped-out by my constant staring?
Yes! was the answer to the last question. He finally broke the awkwardness
with a “How ya doing?” Now, I knew who he was…Bruce F’N Springsteen!
After my initial shock and stammering, I collected myself, got all cool, and
nonchalantly told him I was a big fan (very original). I didn’t want to interrupt
his workout, so we both went back to our routines. After a quick shower, I came
back to an empty locker room sans one man who was, of course, right next to
my locker. Usually, this annoys me, but, on closer inspection, it was my new
workout buddy. As I politely excused myself to get to my locker, I tried to think
of something to say to him that wouldn’t make me sound like a sycophant fan
boy. As I quickly crossed yelling “Bruuuccce!” off my list of opening lines, I
decided to ask him about his workout regimen. We were in a gym, after all.
Bruce proceeded to take me through his program both past and present; he
even asked me about my workouts. Could one of the most iconic rock-and-roll
musicians of all time be (gasp) a normal human being? All this was happening
as I tried to get dressed like an insecure high school kid after gym class, partly
to avoid having to add gratuitous nudity to this tale I would surely tell again and
again.
Read more at https://nakedtruthmagazine.com/2016/11/getting-to-knowthe-boss/

It’s tough to find a good new album these
days that have the same style and classic sound
as you would hear from 70s time frame jazz, soul,
rhythm, and blues. The rhythm and blues genre
would be considered to stem from blues, gospel,
and jazz. A vast majority
of great rhythm and blues
artist’s roots started at
their church. A recent
release of the album
Queen Alone from Lady
Wray provides the rhythm
and blues the world lacks
and desires. Lady Wray‘s
roots stemmed from her
gospel days, which gives
us an explanation for her album.
Queen Alone seems relatively fresh and
undiscovered online. The first song on the album
is “It’s Been A Long Time.” Unsure of Lady Wray’s
thought behind the album order, it was fitting as
her album is the first album released in a very long
time. One lyric that stood out is “Have I’ve been
hiding, wasting all my days, did I give up on all my
dreams? No. No. No.” That is a very raw and
vulnerable song that sets the tone for the entire
album.
It seems as though Queen Alone is not
only great in the sense of it being a beautiful thing
to listen to, but it also has a lot of personality and
turns the perspective of Lady Wray’s world into a
splendidly orchestrated work. It’s hard to believe
that this album was released in 2016. It has a vibe
and style of something you would hear from the
origins of the genre’s start. It’s also difficult to
pigeonhole her style as she has a vast range of
dynamics and styles snagged from different types
of musical strokes.
Read More at
https://nakedtruthmagazine.com/2016/11/the-rosereview/