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Baby, I Need Something I Can Feel

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.

A Garden and a Library

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

About
Carter Sampson, a national treasure, and the Queen of Oklahoma.

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It Was All I Could Do

To keep from crying.


I look over his shoulder and he’s got two lines down: ‘Well, it was all that I could do to keep from crying. Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain.’ And I felt kind of goofy so I got up and started jumping up and down on the bed and started playing an imaginary fiddle. I said ‘Steve, oh you’re right, a real weeper.’ I started getting on his case. So we started laughing. And since it was a dressing room for Paul Anka, they had a full bar set up. So me and Goodman took a bunch of different liquors and poured them in the sink with the plug in the sink, and we mixed a special cocktail punch … I said to Stevie, ‘We got to make this a funny song.’

via Saving Country Music, a must-read blog.

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What I Never Knew

I never will forget.

John Prine (1946-2020)

My friend Doc and I used to sing this song at parties back in Nashville in the mid-80’s. We ran into John once or twice around town. We would alway comment how amazing it was to be in the same space as one of our heroes. We’re losing a lot of heroes lately.

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As We Stumble and Fall

Take care of yourself, this is your story
Your voice is shakin’ the walls, and they’re crumbling down
But what can I do ‘cept stand here watching you
My fearful eyes are paralyzed with visions of tomorrows swept away

About
Fanny, from California. In the United States. an American rock band, active in the early 1970s. They were one of the first all-female rock groups to achieve critical and commercial success, including two Billboard top 40 singles

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But Every Word I Spoke

There are those who’d like to change the way I’m living
It seems they just don’t like me the way I am
Tomorrow I may live the way they’re thinkin’
Ah, but tonight I just don’t give a damn

About
George Jones, in 1975, following his divorce from Tammy Wynette.

Thom Jurek of AllMusic calls the song “the bitterest cut Jones ever recorded.” He claims he wrote it at 3 a.m. in the aftermath of the divorce, and it comes right from the Hank Williams tradition of catharsis songs.

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