Midnight Moonlight

Chatfield
Cleveland, Ohio
3/18/10

I Envy The Wind

Lucinda Williams
Toronto, Canada
10/11/09

i envy the wind
that whispers in your ear
that howls through the winter
that freezes your fingers
that moves through your hair
and cracks your lips
and chills you to the bone
i envy the wind

i envy the rain
that falls on your face
that wets your eyelashes
and dampens your skin
and touches your tongue
and soaks through your shirt
and drips down your back
i envy the rain

i envy the sun
that brightens your summer
that warms your body
and holds you in its heat
and makes your days longer
and makes you hot
and makes you sweat
i envy the sun
i envy the wind
i envy the rain
i envy the sun
i envy the wind

Diamonds And Rust

Joan Baez
1975

now you're telling me
you're not nostalgic
then give me another
word for it
you who are so
good with words
and at keeping things vague
because i need some
of that vagueness now
it's all come back too clearly
yes i loved you dearly
and if you're offering me diamonds and rust
i've already paid

In The Clearing Stands A Boxer*

Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel
Central Park, New York City, N.Y.
9/19/81
86 minutes
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*in the clearing stands a boxer
and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminders
of every glove that layed him down
or cut him till he cried out
in his anger and his shame
"i am leaving, i am leaving"
but the fighter still remains
--paul simon (from "The boxer")
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portrait of Leo courtesy of the E and J Collection

Be Here To Love Me

a 100 minute film by Margaret Brown about Townes van Zandt

Emily Slade: "Not The Wandering Kind"

Emily Slade
Acoustic Roots Festival
Barnsley, England
3/20/10

You Must Be Out Of Your Mind

The Magnetic Fields
from their new album Realism

you want what you turned off turned on
you called at sunset now it's dawn
you can't go around just saying stuff because it's pretty
and i don't want to drink enough to think you're witty
you think you can leave the past behind
you must be out of your mind

June Tabor: "Lili Marlene"

Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate,
Darling I remember the way you used to wait;
'Twas there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me, you'd always be,
My Lili of the lamplight,
My own Lili Marlene.

Last Lonely Eagle

New Riders of the Purple Sage
1971

with Jerry Garcia
Mickey Hart
and Commander Cody


if you go down to the gas-powered flatlands
where most of the people just think that they're free
remember the peace that you had on the mountain
come back to the love that you had here with me

Oren Lavie: "Her Morning Elegance"

soon she's down the stairs
her morning elegance she wears
the sound of water makes her dream
awoken by a cloud of steam
she pours a daydream in a cup
a spoon of sugar sweetens up
and she fights for her life
as she puts on her coat
and she fights for her life on the train
she looks at the rain as it pours
and she fights for her life
as she goes in a store
with a thought she has caught by a thread
she pays for the bread and she goes
nobody knows

I Still Miss Someone

Elvis Costello and Emmylou Harris
with David Rawlings and Gillian Welch
Grand Ol' Opry, Nashville, Tennessee
2/17/06

Dirk Powell: "Waterbound"

Dirk Powell
Celtic Connection 2009
Royal Concert Hall, Glasgow, Scotland
with Aly Bain, Tim O'Brien, Jerry Douglas and others

The Laughing Heart

Tom Waits reads "The Laughing Heart" by Charles Bukowski
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people keep telling me
you know,
you ought to stop writing
racetrack poems,
you have no idea
how boring they are.

well, I was at the track
the other day
and I had to go in
and take a piss.
I unzipped and stood there
grabbing and groping
and tugging.
I tugged and I groped and
I grabbed
and the guy next to me
said:
"my god, you must really
have a lot of it..."
and I told him,
"nothing like that, sir,
I've got my shorts on
backwards."

I got it out
from underneath
and pissed half of it
down my leg.
then I went out
and caught a
six to one shot
who won
by four lengths.

this is just another
boring poem.

--Charles Bukowski

When First Unto This Country

Robin Turner

Wayfaring Stranger

Anne and Pete Sibley

Joseph Arthur: "Honey And The Moon"

London, England
2/25/06

Leaves That Are Green

i was twenty-one years when i wrote this song
i'm twenty-two now but i won't be for long
time hurries on
and the leaves that are green turn to brown
and they wither with the wind
and they crumble in your hand

once my heart was filled with the love of a girl
i held her close but she faded in the night
like a poem i meant to write
and the leaves that are green turn to brown
and they wither with the wind
and they crumble in your hand

i threw a pebble in a brook
and watched the ripples run away
and they never made a sound
and the leaves that are green turn to brown
and they wither with the wind
and they crumble in your hand

hello hello hello hello
goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye
that's all there is
and the leaves that are green turn to brown

--paul simon

Leonard Cohen: "The Partisan"

Dublin,
Ireland

7/19/09

Early Morning Rain

Margaret Stowe and Tony Quarrington
Winterfolk 2010
Toronto, Canada

Rhythm Angels: "If I Had A Gun"

Is that a pistol in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?
--Mae West

River Of Fire

James Leva and Purgatory Mountain
Winchester, Va.
2/23/08

James Leva--guitar
Danny Knicely--mandolin
Al Tharpe--bass

Tom Russell At The Beachland Tavern

Tom Russell with Thad Beckman
Beachland Tavern
Cleveland, Oh.
10/7/09

Reflections In A Crystal Wind

if there's a way to say i'm sorry, perhaps i'll stay another evening beside your door, and watch the moon rise inside your window, where jewels are falling, and flowers weeping, and strangers laughing, because you're dreaming that i have gone.
and if i don't know why i am going, perhaps i'll wait beside the pathway where no one is coming and count the questions i turned away from, or closed my eyes to, or had no time for, or passed right over, because the answers would shame my pride.
i've heard them say the word "forever" but i don't know if words have meaning when they are used in fear of losing what can't be borrowed, or lent in blindness, or blessed by pageantry, or sold by preachers, while you're still walking your separate ways.
sometimes we bind ourselves together, and seldom know the harm in binding the only feeling that cries for freedom, and needs unfolding, and understanding, and time for holding a simple mirror with one reflection to call your own.
if there's an end to all our dreaming, perhaps i'll go while you're still standing beside your door, and i'll remember your hands encircling a bowl of moonstones, a lamp of childhood, a robe of roses, because your sorrows were still unborn.
--richard and mimi farina (reflections in a crystal wind)

Big Fool Of The Year

Elvis Costello with The Time Jumpers
Station Inn, Nashville, Tn.
March 1, 2010

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along.
--Rumi

(another fine catch from bonesraymond )