N.L. holds coveted Norfolk CD hostage - By N.L. Belardes

You’d think that after writing about my niece being on every television in America on ABC’s World News Tonight, I wouldn’t get all trivial in a blog. You cool cat readers probably think I’d perhaps change my ways from talking about Hollywood’s Backyard music of Bakersfield to tackle world events, religious topics by the handfuls, new freaky bugs in strange California crystal caves, or take jabs at the Iranian president who thinks Imam is right around the corner wearing custom Versace robes. Oh no, it’s all about the trivial. But not trivial music. This is the coveted Norfolk music we’re talking about.

Let’s catch you up to speed on the trivial that began New Year’s Eve where a few folks sat around, kickin’ it to some Norfolk tunes, actual members of Norfolk nowhere in sight. Of course I was all mean about Matildakay and Bambi wanting a Norfolk CD, so wrote the drunken Norfolk CD blog. Why? Just to be a punk.

Then there was the actual bet that James would burn Bambi and Matildakay a CD of coveted alt country piano ballads and rockin’ guitar-driven songs with James’ smooth vocals. Oh, it was a real bet. And that bet all comes down to today at noon.

Or should I say, 12:01pm?

Oh yes, if Bambi and/or Matildakay don’t get their little Norfolk CD specially made by Mr. Ratliff, by noon then I win the big prize:

one soda.

Now some of you might call me a cheater, but before you go there just keep in mind that I am merely influencing the fragile tides of our predestined paths with a little sleight of hand. No harm no foul, right?

So here’s the kicker to this trivial tale: James stopped yesterday evening and we talked music and art, and well, I’m sorry Matildakay and Bambi, but James gave me the coveted CD to give to you both.

Tragic, I know. But I don’t think I can hand over that CD until 12:01pm.

That soda, my dears, is mine.

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