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HEAL THY BROTHER

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

By: Ted Nugent

Makon&TSix year old Makon Lynn struggled to walk to the archery range. After a year of chemo therapy and tortuous radiation to treat his agonizing cancer, the courageous little guy had to give all his fragile body could give just to get around.

But the closer to the range he got, his energy and bounce picked up to where once he faced the 3D targets and gripped his Genesis bow, a light came on in his eyes and he actually smiled.

We shot lots of arrows and .22 rounds that day. Makon’s mom and dad said it was the first time he laughed out loud in ages when he snuggled and bounced around in the backseat of our Polaris with the dogs.

We spent the entire day in the great outdoors. We skipped stones across the river and ponds, found some shed antlers and a few bones and small critter skulls in the woods and searched for Indian artifacts as we strolled along the banks of the North Bosque River on our sacred SpiritWild Ranch homegrounds.

If you looked closely, you could actually see Makon’s pain and suffering lift and float away into the heavens. We wrapped up a very special day with backstraps over a special fire and I played an inspired and soulful version of my magical Fred Bear song as if touched by the hands of God.

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LONG ROAD TO THE PRIMAL SCREAM

Thursday, March 16, 2017

By: Ted Nugent

thumbnail_AH9FINALLY! After all that practice and dedication, 100s tortuous pre-dawn arousals and late nights getting home, after all those nerve wracking, patience testing hours, days and weeks in the treestand, FINALLY, a shooter deer is in range, broadside and looking the other way!

Nerve endings a-twitter, neck-hairs quivering at attention, muscles tense and pulsating, breath gasping in spurts, eyes watering, all of a sudden we kick into reasoning predator muscle/spirit memory overdrive, settle down, breathe smooth, relax, aim small miss small, draw like a bowhunting ballerina and let ‘er rip!

Dear God in Heaven above, our mystical flight of the arrow is indeed the path of our soul and the beast takes it in the pumpstation and scrambles off helter-skelter in a surefire deathrun.

We slump back against the tree, air whooshes from our overtaxed lungs, eyes roll back into our skulls and a super bad nationwide grin stretches across our face with a fistpumping hallelujah like no other fistpumping HALLELUJAH ever to be had!

It feels so wonderful that sometimes we are at a loss as to just what to do or say.

Even after 1000s and 1000s of arrows and 1000s and 1000s of hunts and 1000s and 1000s of kills, all the above takes place each and every time for me.

With all the hunting TV shows out there these days we all get to witness an unending variety of reactions and emotions from an unlimited assortment of diverse and individual hunters as they live out the hunt for all the world to see.

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THE NO VACANCY BATTLECRY!

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

NO VACANCY! No room at the inn! FullUp! I’m sorry, we are plum overloaded here, you will have to find somewhere else to live.

With more deer, cougar, bear, wild turkey, geese and other game in North America than ever in recorded history, the expansive wildlife habitat across the land is filled to the max with every critter it can possibly support.

There simply is No Vacancy!

Even elk, bison and in some regions, moose, wild sheep and pronghorn are currently in numbers better than in more than 100 years. I am convinced that these are indeed the good old days of hunting in America.

There is, in reality, no place in North America that can handle any more deer, elk, bison, cougar or most game critters. The habitat is literally full-up.

This past season I had the best dove hunting, squirrel hunting, waterfowl hunting, deerhunting and bear hunting I have had in more than 60 years of chasing critters. I had so much fun I could hardly stand myself!

As I gear up for my Sonic Baptizm tour across America all summer long preparing to perform my 6,574th concert, I have to come to grips with the fact that I won’t be able to hunt with my beloved dogs every day for a while. I won’t be able to check my trapline every morning, hunt hogs, exotics and varmints, or take my daily walks in my sacred swamps and woodlands or commune with the precious wildlife that gives me so much life.

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God, Family, Country, Deerhunting

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

The great Dirty Harry once eloquently and profoundly stated; “A good man has to know his limitations.” A voice from the other side also happened to state a valuable life truism when Al Capone railed; “Enthusiasms! A man has got to have enthusiasms.”

Well, that there pretty much covers the gamut of important guiding lessons in life, does it not?

With nearly 68 incredible years of sharing very special campfires with great families across this country, it really doesn’t take much deep thinking to grasp the self-evident truth of logic and commonsense all around us, but when a segment of society goes off the deep end of insanity and dares to claim that the animals that feed and clothe mankind somehow possess the same rights as people, you know we are in trouble as a species.

It is bad enough that such crazy dishonesty exists anywhere, but when this lunacy that equates cartoon characters to wildlife actually affects policy and laws regulating living, breathing, flesh and blood creatures on our farms, ranches and in the wild, and the sustenance for human existence overall, then a serious paradigm shift must take place at the hands of educated, honest caring people everywhere.

So ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I give you the presidential election 2016 in the United States of America. For those of us paying attention and actually performing our critical we the people responsibilities, the life and death importance of November 2016 transcends our love for the rut and pretty much everything else worthwhile.

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SALUTE To The SpiritWild Volunteers

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

As great, generous, caring, giving, loving, volunteering Americans prepare for our 26th annual summer celebration of the mighty Ted Nugent Kamp for Kids charity events across the hinterland, I stand in awe at the level of incredible hard work, dedication and sacrifice so many people endeavor for the benefit of America’s future generation of conservationists and sporters.

Sure, the organization has my greasy, loud and proud rock-n-roll name attached to it, but be it known by all good people everywhere that the real success and powerful positive impact our Kamp has had on so many children all these years is a direct result of the army of very special people who bust their humps to make it happen every year. As always, when great things happen, there is an army of all- American, gungho, we the people volunteers that know no limits to the Herculean efforts necessary to put incredibly difficult logistics together in order to benefit others.

That, my friends, defines The American Way that we all know and love. God bless America!

There are many amazing charities across America where great families guide and mentor children in the ways of the wild, and to all of them, a huge SALUTE on behalf of all good and smart people who understand the critical importance of hands-on outdoor lifestyle education in this strange and bizarre world of political correctness against all the good stuff.

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THE MIGHTY SPIRIT OF THE WILD

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

I ain’t got time for make believing. My time is short but I’m here to stay. No politics will cure the grieving. I’ll choose my life and I’ll choose it my way.

Just like the wolf I’m getting hungry. The law of the land it is my will. I ain’t got time for staying angry, but I’ve got the time to make a kill.

And I live my life tooth, fang and claw. I live my life and I live it my way.

Watch me live tooth, fang and claw, and watch me live an extra day.

The red man walked his sacred hillside. The black man run through his Africa. My daddy stalked the amber prairies and we all got to live by nature’s law.

I live my life tooth, fang and claw. I live my life and I live it my way.

Watch me live tooth, fang and claw, and watch me live an extra day.

Don’t you worry about me, I can and I will survive.

Running with the pack, like the lone wolf I am alive.

And like my forefathers before me I can use my own two hands.

You better believe me I can live off the land.

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Sacred Venison-Fondle With Care

Thursday, April 14, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

ASK UNCLE TED

Rule #1-Respect your elders. At my age (67.4 hyper years) this can definitely come in rather handy since the largest percentage of my fellow man is noticeably younger than old, feeble, yet eternally dangerous me.

Based on the many millions of wonderful folk around the world I get to communicate with every day on my electronic facebook campfire, I sincerely thank all of you for the gushing respect we share on so many issues on this modern social media communication network phenomenon.

Afterall, communication is everything as far as I’m concerned, particularly in this dastardly culture war brought on by so many years of failed communication by so many we the people Americans.

Everyone paying attention knows all too well that the tip of the culture war spear is hunting rights and gun rights and I’ve been dead-center in the middle of this embarrassing fray since the 1960s.

But a brief visit to my facebook will shine a powerful light on the widespread celebration of self-evident truth, logic, commonsense and The American Way lifestyle, regardless of whether one hunts or owns guns themselves.

For the most part, truth is truth, logic is logic and commonsense is common and sensible, thank God.

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The Sportsman’s Foodplot Phenomenon-Real Conservationists at Work

Monday, April 11, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

Nothing makes for more soulful, greasy, stimulating guitarlicks like adequate terra firma shrapnel twixt one’s ten digits of doom.

Allow me to translate for the adventure challenged linguistics amongst us- The more a guitarplayer works the Good Mother Earth, the more soulful his or her guitarplaying will be.

Let me tell you all about it! I love music, pretty much all music, as long as it has spunk, funk, spirit, shimmy, energy, attitude, passion, groove and believability.

But my favorite music in the world is my music because I write, sing and play killer music of the earth, down and dirty, instinctual, premeditated sonic bombast celebration of life, for God’s miraculous creation, His critters and wild places, The Great Spirit of the Wild, tooth, fang and claw, blood and guts, love and lust, no holds barred gut wrenching, gut piling, gut fondling, backstrap sizzling, snarling, sexy, physics of spirituality animal breeding soundtrack dance music from the depth of creation itself.

Are you still with me here? Can you please bear with me as I call in an airstrike to allthings status quo deerhunting? Now, mind you, nobody loves allthings status quo deerhunting.com more than I do. I actually look to all the various, and dare I say brilliant outdoor publications and writings as my daily dose of SpiritWild bible-thump, as I, like most of you, am wonderfully addicted to the deerhunting lifestyle and dearly appreciate all the wisdom, opinions, ideas, thoughts, data, science and joys that glow from such pages and screens.

That being said, I am, afterall, the deerhunting guitar-guy, and I do believe that my channeling of our phenomenal outdoor lifestyle into my creative musical guitar life is not unlike everyone’s channeling their own outdoor joys into each individual’s life, lifestyle and passions overall.

Joy in, joy out.

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Accentuate the Positive

Thursday, April 7, 2016

By: Ted Nugent

I’ve never watched goofy soap operas or so called “reality” TV shows. What could possibly be interesting or entertaining about some made-up silliness that has no basis in the real world? At least Dirty Harry made sense.

I’ve actually got a rather amazing real life that keeps me busy, inspired, motivated and engaged. Afterall, I dare to believe that this sacred experiment in self-government includes guitar players from Detroit who run hunting operations in Texas, so my plate has been full and overflowing for more than 60 years.

God bless America!

And who needs crazy television shows when none of them could possibly compete in the theater of the absurd with the daily insanity running amok before our very eyes in America today?

Rod Serling wouldn’t have come up with anything more outrageous for a mind bending episode of The Twilight Zone than what transpires each and every hour across the globe these days.

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A GREAT AMERICA NEEDS GREAT AMERICANS

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

By: Ted Nugent I’ve never watched goofy soap operas or so-called “reality” TV shows. What could possibly be interesting or entertaining about some made-up silliness that has no basis in the real world? At least “Dirty Harry” made sense. I’ve actually got a rather amazing real life that keeps me busy, inspired, motivated and engaged….

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