Bob Seger's song about the passing (1 year ago today) of Glenn Frey, "Glenn Song":



Don't know if this is an official video, or just something a JD Ryan threw together.

They took it back.

Nat Johnson - Dog

If I had a dog, I'd call him to me
And we would forget about work and everything

And I would run and he would run
And I would call and he would come

If I had a dog, I'd tell him my name
And we would forget about money and everything

And I would throw and he would go
And I would talk and he would know

It's important to walk
There are friends yet to meet
My dog says "Forget about it!"
My dog says "Let's run in the woods"

I will run and he will run
I will call and he will come


A simple childlike song is grounds for hidden depth.

She's a poet, so you will notice how she changes "I would run" to "I will run" by the end. Craft!

"I would call and he would come" - the obvious choice of words, becomes, "I would talk and he would know" ... wow ...

And she's a poet, so this may not actually be about a potential canine. It can be about a potential mate, or a potential state of mind, or a potential potential.

The other night I heard Mahogany Rush. On the radio. "King Bee". Live, no less.



I don't think this is the version I heard, but, it'll do.:devil:

Can't escape this Nat Johnson. I found out she wrote "Dog" after watching dogs being walked in a park in Sheffield... about a mile from where I lived while I was there... so naturally I was drawn to it...



Nat Johnson - "Not Now, Horse"

I put this here knowing nobody will listen to it, because it's pretty serious stuff. It is the kind of thing where, if you put in the time and digest it, the song is amazing. But getting to that point is hard work, it's not a simple song.

(The video is just her, at various points in Sheffield.)

Her lyrics are absolutely poetry. I mean, this is a poem set to music. Not an easy poem. it is top-notch, Dana-level work. This is what serious artists do... here we go:


"Not Now, Horse"

Swallowed flies escalate horseward
Not now, horse; be saddled or be swept away on a lungful of the cold dawn air, heavy, neighing cloud!

Little turnips grow. Leave them alone
Do not dig; their enormity is all a myth
Let them sleep in earth, as we all must do, when all your dirty dramas are as still as you

Sink your withering words without sound in the shallows
Let me throw your voice to the nesting sparrows
Be silent now – it’s almost dark enough to hear all those songs you forgot to love

Finish what you’ve begun, leaving things badly drawn
Light arrives from the sun, a billion babies born
As, thighbones high, we wade out and out and out and out
Until we become nothing...

...And are everything, things we’ve never seen
We breathe out at last, we breathe out at last



She starts by guiding a horse and by the end she is instructing herself, or all of us;

Maybe if we give up all our dramas, we are born into a new dawn; and can finally see our own breath, like a neighing cloud, in the cold dawn air.

"it’s almost dark enough to hear all those songs you forgot to love" -- wow sometimes a line will just stand, wonderful all by itself.

Oh yeh and the last half of "Not Now, Horse" includes a brass band. It's gorgeous.

Her objection at ~1:30 to Dad's singing the lyric about the possibility of others being bigger/stronger/smarter gets me Every. Time.

Priceless.

That was pretty cool.

That little girl can already sing better than most people who think they can sing.

:devil:

Started m'day off right for a change.:D

triiipin'

The Mavrics

How am I so late getting to this great tune from 1990.



It's like the best Travelling Wilbury's song ever.

Put the message in the box
Put the box into the car
Drive the car around the world
Until you get heard

Yeah, that's a good one. That got played a lot in our house. Credit entirely to my wife.

A year or two ago, we noticed that World Party had continued making albums for a while after we stopped following them, and one of them was actually pretty good.

this one


way down now as well