I enjoyed that entire album when it came out. Silver Thunderbird, True Companion. I don’t think there was a bad one in the lot.
Walter SobchakAugust 12, 2019, 11:43 PM
Got to admidt that I had never heard this dude before. i liked the song and found a couple of more of his that i liked.
He reminds me a bit of Bruce Hornsby. And I detect some Warren Zevon in there.
BTW the title of the post needs another comma:
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am I am tonight’”
Walter SobchakAugust 13, 2019, 12:05 AM
actually 2 commas
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am, I am tonight’”
HAugust 13, 2019, 4:39 AM
Well, I’ve been to Memphis, many times. Parts of it are nice.
Parts of it you’ll need a platoon of infantry to get you back out of alive, so listen to your old Uncle H and be damn careful where you go down there, just sayin’. Situational awareness is a dish best served hot.
Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
Old men ought to be explorers
Here or there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and the empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.
NEW Real World Address for Complaints, Brickbats, and Donations
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
“From a student radical/hippie/leftist of the Free Speech Movement/Vietnam Day Commitee era and a full-on Democratic Liberal in the decades after, I think I’ve evolved a politics that is neither right nor left but is, in its elemental nature, draconian. In the last 20 years, I’ve taken apart my beliefs with a sledgehammer. Now I’ve got to put the surviving parts back together with tweezers and other ‘shabby equipment, always deteriorating’.”
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Gerard Van der Leun
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Very Nice. I liked that.
“Maybe, I’ve a reason to believe; We all will be received; In Graceland”
And, let us say: Amen.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H9M4XJXnCcw
Wonderful memories go with this song.
What Casey said.
I enjoyed that entire album when it came out. Silver Thunderbird, True Companion. I don’t think there was a bad one in the lot.
Got to admidt that I had never heard this dude before. i liked the song and found a couple of more of his that i liked.
He reminds me a bit of Bruce Hornsby. And I detect some Warren Zevon in there.
BTW the title of the post needs another comma:
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am I am tonight’”
actually 2 commas
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am, I am tonight’”
Well, I’ve been to Memphis, many times. Parts of it are nice.
Parts of it you’ll need a platoon of infantry to get you back out of alive, so listen to your old Uncle H and be damn careful where you go down there, just sayin’. Situational awareness is a dish best served hot.