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Iconic
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Intellectual disgrace
Stares from every human face,
And the seas of pity lie
Locked and frozen in each eye.
Follow, poet, follow right
To the bottom of the night,
With your unconstraining voice
Still persuade us to rejoice.
With the farming of a verse
Make a vineyard of the curse,
Sing of human unsuccess
In a rapture of distress.
In the deserts of the heart
Let the healing fountains start,
In the prison of his days
Teach the free man how to praise.
– – WH Auden
Sometimes it seems I had a dream, and, as a dreamer woke immersed in mineral baths closed within a cool, dark chamber fed by streams flowing in from the center of nowhere.
Hanging from the granite ceiling a kerosene lantern cast shards of light through the pale steam rising from the surface of the pools.
Ripples radiated outwards from the edges of my body and tapping faintly on the rock revealed the edges of the chamber.
Outside I could hear the wind slide across the spine of the mountains, speaking in a language that I remembered but could no longer understand.
Steam filled my nostrils and heat penetrated my bones until, after a time, I had no body, only a sense of silence and distance and calm.
As if I had just woken from all water into dream.
— Tassajara Zen Mountain Center, 1973
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The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
Down valley a smoke haze
Three days heat, after five days rain
Pitch glows on the fir-cones
Across rocks and meadows
Swarms of new flies.
I cannot remember things I once read
A few friends, but they are in cities.
Drinking cold snow-water from a tin cup
Looking down for miles
Through high still air.
BY GARY SNYDER
Starry-eyed an’ laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an’ we watched with one last look
Spellbound an’ swallowed ’til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an’ worse
An’ for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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That is no country for old men. The young
In one another’s arms, birds in the trees
—Those dying generations—at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.
O sages standing in God’s holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.
Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enamelling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.
– – W. B. Yeats, 1865 – 1939
Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated
Challengers of oblivion
Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down,
The square-limbed Roman letters
Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well
Builds his monument mockingly;
For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun
Die blind and blacken to the heart:
Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained
thoughts found
The honey of peace in old poems.
— Robinson Jeffers
Sometimes it seems I had a dream, and, as a dreamer woke immersed in mineral baths closed within a cool, dark chamber fed by streams flowing in from the center of nowhere.
Hanging from the granite ceiling a kerosene lantern cast shards of light through the pale steam rising from the surface of the pools.
Ripples radiated outwards from the edges of my body and tapping faintly on the rock revealed the edges of the chamber.
Outside I could hear the wind slide across the spine of the mountains, speaking in a language that I remembered but could no longer understand.
Steam filled my nostrils and heat penetrated my bones until, after a time, I had no body, only a sense of silence and distance and calm.
As if I had just woken from all water into dream.
— Tassajara Zen Mountain Center, 1973
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I never was much of a Glen Campbell fan. He was just a bit too pristine….what can I say?
I was a Dead-head.
On a side note, it was my understanding that many of Campbell’s hits were actually written by the late John Hartford.
https://www.johnhartford.com
Oh, holy cow.
On my sixteenth birthday I came home from the beach high on LSD. My mom gave me the Glen Campbell album with this song. I was uh less than stoked, but I had to pretend…
I like John Hartford’s “Gentle on My Mind” much better than Campbell’s cover. Even so, it’s one of my all-time favorite songs.
JWM
Tripping to Glen Campbell?
I think it would require years of therapy for me to recover from such an experience.
Another bit of Boomer nostalgia, from the same Glen Campbell concert as the first version of “Wichita Lineman”: this one is from every 1950s kid’s favorite cowboy show:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GUBhE00h9U0&ab_channel=GlenCampbellForums
Yes, I know the old joke definition of an intellectual as someone who can listen to Rossini’s “William Tell Overture” without thinking of the Lone Ranger– but in any case, Campbell’s ability to play a very rapid instrumental piece while holding the guitar over his head toward the end is impressive.
we’d run a drunk version of this caroming off highway guardrails about the singer being a defensive tackle for Witchta State with no hope thereby of a Heisman.
@PA Cat: Me, I associate the William Tell Overture with Spike Jones’ insane rendition of it. To this day, I can’t hear a horse race announcer without that number going through my head. “Aaaand BEETLEBAAAAAUM!”
As for “Wichita Lineman”? Right up there with Otis Redding’s “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay” as one of those PERFECT songs of which NOBODY should attempt a new version.
I seem to remember a variety TV show in the late 60’s early 70’s with Campbell on it and that Hartford dood was on there regularly, dueting with him on banjos and guitars. I got the distinct impression that Hartford was the silent brains behind the brawn as it were.
What’s Hartford been up to lately you asked?
Well for the past 10 or more years he has been coming over here close to my place each summer and tearing it up. Bluegrass style.
https://www.billmonroemusicpark.com/music-park-calendar/john-hartford-memorial-campout
That’s about a mile and a half northeast of here and I can sit on the front porch and hear them wailing clear as a bell. Never been there in person.
Oh, and Kevin, there’s something there for you too!
https://www.billmonroemusicpark.com/music-park-calendar/hippy-hill-dead-fest
If you don’t stop by the compound afterward you’ll hurt my feelings. lol
ghost wrote: What’s Hartford been up to lately you asked?
Well for the past 10 or more years he has been coming over here close to my place each summer and tearing it up.
John Hartford has been dead for 20 years.
Poor Glen. One of the most fantastically talented guitar pickers and singers who ever lived slowly disappeared in an Alzheimers haze.
Couldn’t read music but played on too many hits to count as a member of LA’s studio ace “Wrecking Crew”.
One of his best friends was Alice Cooper.
Here’s Alice on his buddy Glen:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6q2hsdXenQ
Jimmy Webb wrote many great songs for others, but he specialized on his favorite singer and entertainer, Glen Campbell. They had a very productive relationship. Campbell was not to everybody’s taste, but he was an extraordinarily accomplished guitarist, part of the Wrecking Crew, and at his best he could be a fabulous singer. He certainly had the respect of some great artists, despite his excesses and antics and some of the offputting aspects of his TV show and persona.
Appreciate you thinking about me, Ghost, but I don’t do the concert scene anymore….not because of covid fears, but the outright infringement upon basic liberty, like what is now the latest incarnation of what was once the Grateful Dead, now called Dead and Company is a sham.
Jerry was the driving force behind that band and I still miss the fat man. In any case, to attend one of these way over priced music festivals requires that you are actually signing off on search of your car, cooler, tent and bags at any time, and drugs are strictly forbidden, as is alcohol often times….but they will sell you a draft beer for $7 and the latest announcement I heard was this Summer tour vaccines will be required for entry.
Bunch of sell out *ssholes. Bob Weir’s net worth is somewhere around $30 and he has to continue to tour with such stupid restrictions is just a real turn off for me.
And Dude, I’m trying to think of who you might be thinking of, but Hartford has been dead about 20 years. Cancer.
You and steph are both right.
It’s a “tribute” to him, just like Garcia I guess.
As I said, I’ve never been there.
You’re right about the concert scene too.
Last one we went to was in 2008 (RUSH) and it was an unbearable experience.
It cost over $200 and took 3 hours to get there and we were so far from the stage as to be in the next county, and stood in line for more than an hour to go through the body searches etc. Never again. I remember going to name brand concerts in the 70’s for $6. Being around a whole buncha people now a days would give me the willies.
GC was enormously talented. He deserves his place in pop history and in music history. His last movie, where his family toured him around while he was almost incoherent, is nevertheless very touching.
That song is still on my mental jukebox from War Zone C in 1968-69. That line, “If it rains that stretch up north will never stand the strain.”. you talking about the Oriental River, brother or an afternoon stroll in the Ho Bo Woods? Another song that played a lot on Armed Forces Radio was “Those Were the Days ” by Mary Hopkin…365 and a wakeup, body bags , claymores and eagle flights…
I liked Garcia as much as anybody, but Glen Campbell was in a class of one. Here’s why….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4PEf7yYCZE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZWwJ67uUnQ
Plus being a first-call LA studio player throughout the ’60s rock explosion. Much of what you may admire on Beach Boys records was him, along with Sinatra’s Strangers In The Night and dozens of others.
Ghost, the variety show with Glen Campbell and sometimes John Hartford was the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour.
Back in the day I recall driving 100+ miles to see Sergio Mendes and Brazil `66* in concert. Opening act was some no-name country/folk singer, Glen Campbell. *Gottdamm, I’m getting old.
Thanks Calispelitarian for saving me some time. Campbell was a fabulous performer and guitarist. Listen to his LAST LP ‘Adios’ as he was fading into Alzheimer’s. Brilliantly co-produced by Billy Corgan.(Smashing Pumpkins) Jimmy Webb wrote most of Glen’s string of hits. Webb did a tribute tour to Glen a few years back. Super. He also did a stint with the Beach Boys via his Wrecking Crew contribution to their hits. His TV show introduced a lot of new musical talent that was booming at the time. He was special. If I could sing a lick, I would want his voice…and his guitar talent.
gwbnye,
As for defensive lineman for Wichita State….heheh, WSU has not had a football team in more than three decades, but you already knew that. I have a 12 year bachelor degree from WSU. They have outstanding engineering and business schools.
Kevin – Should be called “Whipping A Dead Horse”