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.
We was out in the sticks down Highway Six
And the crowd was just about right.
The speed was too, so out I flew
Like a stick of rollin’ dynamite.
“Course we kept it a secret from everybody ’cause, if our folks had found out, we’d all been off to military school, but then my buddy went and printed up flyers and distributed them at school sayin’ to come and see the ‘master of sparks‘ that night on jack-rabbit road which was Highway Six, our launch pad.”
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I just keep on rolling.
Climbing up the hill
And I don’t need your whiskey
I don’t need your pills
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Jonathan Parker, from Johnston Country, North Carolina. One of four states I’ve called home.
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Stars may guide you
When they hide you
I was never lost
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James Hyland, from Austin. The greatest city in the greatest state in the union.
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These are children riding naked on their tourist pals
While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal
As he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room
Talking ’bout his family and the cold back home
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David Bowie‘s best record by far is Diamond Dogs. But this ain’t bad.
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A man needs something he can hold onto
Nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
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Tyler Childers, doing a perfect cover of a Ray LaMontagne song.
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And boys will be girls. It’s a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world.
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Lake Street Drive, from Boston, in the Commonwealth. Like Amos.
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It’s a dull, cloudy day here at Rancho DeNada, partially because of the weather.
That’s the gun range. Which I rebuilt after some assholes destroyed it. Picasso said every act of creation begins with an act of destruction. Maybe so.
Let’s tear some shit up.
Delaney wants to rescue old dogs and keep them out here on the farm. I told her one old dog out here waiting to be rescued is enough. Maybe I need one of those posters. It would look something like this. And sound something like this.
I can hear the Chuck-will’s widow over by the corner pond. He hangs out over there, I hang out over here. Sometimes we hear each other. I heard the coyotes earlier. Again.
I momentarily forgot how much I dig Jimbo Mathus‘ music. Then I heard this today.
Come find me, and we’ll have a good ole time.
I can’t even imagine what the end of this COVID-19 situation is going to look like. I’m not even sure how I want it to look.
But it’s going to be different. For sure.
An Easter homily. One of the very best songs ever written.
The hound is howling at the window
The wind is howling at the dog
There’s something going on outside
Honey I feel safe
When you are right here by my side
The sky is flickering
Like my kitchen light
It’s all about to go black
Now I’ll close all the curtains
And think about us driving away
In an old Cadillac
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Carter Sampson, a national treasure, and the Queen of Oklahoma.
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A musical homily for this important day. Non-denominational, because, well, this. My views haven’t changed all that much since I wrote that post.
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Over the Rhine, from Over-the-Rhine. In Ohio.
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