Irene rolled in at midnight
Lit on smoke and beer
Proudly crawled to the porch and called,
“Your favorite child is here.”
About
Ian Noe, from Beattyville, in Kentucky.
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And for the First Time
In a long time.
About
Arlo McKinley, whose Die Midwestern is the best record of 2020, so far.
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Look Out Mama
There’s a white boat comin’ down the river. With a big red beacon and a flag, and a man on the rail. I think you’d better call John ’cause it don’t look like they’re here to deliver the mail.
About
Author Ken Bielen compares Powderfinger to film noir because the narrator has died before the song begins, and notes that the song “has remained in high regard over the decades.” Bielen regards the theme as “the tragic and wasteful loss of youth to conflicts between countries and their leaders.”
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Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 29
Fauci, a member of the White House coronavirus task force, has expressed concern and frustration lately about “a general anti-science, anti-authority, anti-vaccine feeling among some people in this country.”
Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 28
Life in the time of Coronavirus is hard. I’ve been quarantined since June 23, after somehow having 4 exposures in 4 days. I got a test, but they say it will take 3-5 business days. I’ve watched all the above average TV shows. I’m profoundly bored. I don’t have much to say anymore. Let the words be yours, I’m done with mine, and so forth.
I’ve been looking for a song that sums up how I feel. About life. Isolation. Fighting with people on Facebook over masks. Missing my kids. Wondering if they miss me. Wondering if I’m doing right by the good people who work beside me in my office.
I think this might be it.
Birds and Snakes and Aeroplanes, Part 27
“And I could take a Greyhound home, but when I got there it’d be gone. Along with everything a home is made up of. So I’ll take two of what you’re having, and I’ll take all of what you got. To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.”
All This Time Has Only Made Me Older
Would you know me if I walked through your doorway?
Would you hold me like you’ve done before?
Will there be a place for me?
Down Like Silver, from Money Heist. Cassidy told me a year or so ago that it was the best show on TV. She was right, as usual.
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I Want to Sing About How One Day…
I’ll forget you. This, folks, is mighty fine country music.
About
Raised under the rays of the sun in Huntington Beach, CA, Victoria Bailey was surrounded by music in her household from an early age. From her drumming father’s rock ’n’ roll band practices to her mom playing the narrative-driven songbooks of folk icons like Cat Stevens and James Taylor, Bailey was naturally drawn to music and the art of storytelling. After falling in love with the guitar at the age of 12, she quickly developed an affinity for songwriting in her late teens and garnered the kind of support system every musical child would dream of: her father was so impressed by her talent that he called on his three musically-inclined best friends to join him in becoming his daughter’s backing band, eventually performing shows around town.
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I’ll Find Somewhere Where They Don’t Care Who I Am
Well, they say
that Santa Fe
is less than ninety miles away
About
From one of the best records ever.
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The Four Best Songs, Ever
So my best songs ever list changes like the weather. But these four have been up there for a while. So there.
This is the best song ever written. I’m certain of this. What an amazing thing it must be to feel this way about another person. Or to have someone feel like this about you.
This is probably the second best song ever written. I’ve felt this way for a while.
And number three. Three.
And the way I should have felt every time I left some place I used to be.
