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“. . . From Where I Sit, Rust Looks Pretty Good”   3 comments

Christmas 2012Old Rusty Tractor — Image by kenne

Last night I spent over three hours watching the documentary, “History of The Eagles.” I love every minute of it!

The documentary, which had its premiere at the Sundance Film Festival last January, is in two parts and is currently on Showtime and can be purchased on DVD, or streamed — there are so many options in today’s digital would.

Like most rock ‘n roll bands, much of their creativity comes from the battles with their demons, which are the vital spirits of creative imagination. For me their music takes the listener to an extrasensory event that is seeking Lorca’s “Duende,” ” . . a momentary burst of inspiration, the blush of all that is alive, all that the performer is creating at a certain moment.” This is what makes music intoxicating.

So, “What’s with the rusty old tractor?” you ask.

One of the things that stood out the most in the Eagles documentary was something Don Henley said near the end, when he referenced a Neil Young quote about quitting before you rust. The reference was about music, or was it?

Most of us who have lived with the music of the Eagles are beginning to feel old and rusty, but Henley put a new perspective on it:

“I don’t see rust as a bad thing. I have an old 1962 John Deere tractor that’s covered in rust, but it runs like a top. You know the inner workings are just fine. To me, that rust symbolizes all the work done and all the experiences gained. From where I sit, rust looks pretty good.”

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “

— from the Eagles, “Hotel California”

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12artsbeat-eagles-blog480Glenn Fry and Don Henley of The Eagles — Sam Jones/Showtime

One of the best covers of an Eagles song is that of Tucson native, Linda Ronstadt – Desperado (Simple Dreams Tour – Atlanta 1977)

Those Oldies But Goodies   Leave a comment

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The Allen Oldies Band Image by kenne

“Those Oldies But Goodies”

 (Paul Politti and Nick Curinga)

Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
I always remember the first night we met
The songs they were playing I never will forget

I always will treasure them so close to my heart
They always will haunt me although we’re apart
Each time that I hear them a tear’s bound to fall
For I love those memories that I, I-I recall

Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
Forever they will haunt me but what can I do

Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
(Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)

[Spoken:]
Yes, dear, they are playin’ our songs
And they will always remain our songs
And each time you hear them
I hope you, too, will cherish
The wonderful memories that our love once knew
For these songs are just a symbol of the love that I had for you

Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
The songs of the past bring back memories of you
Forever they will haunt me but what can I do

Those oldies but goodies reminds me of you
(Oldies but goodies reminds me of you)

Capturing The Moment — Zydeco Dots   Leave a comment

Zydeco2006-09-24-13 B-W blogThe Zydeco Dots at The Continental Club, Houston, Texas — (09/24/06)

Roger Wood  and James Fraher

Roger Wood and James Fraher

Roger Wood writes in the Introduction to his 2006 book, Texas Zydeco:

“No matter where you may have lived or traveled or what your tastes in music might be, somewhere along the way you have likely encountered the uncanny sound of zydeco. For many people it is but a fleeting moment of exposure, leaving them slightly confused but somehow enthused by their sudden involuntary foot-tapping. For certain others it is an even more visceral awakening, the start of an ongoing relationship with a potent force. For some, there is no memory of their first encounter, for they have known it all their lives — the phrase ‘Texas zydeco’ is not an oxymoron but a cultural fact.”

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Zydeco2006-09-24-29 B-W blogBar at Houston’s Continental Club — Images by kenne

The Master Of Music Not To Love — JJ Cale, RIP   2 comments

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On CBS nightly news the announced the death of JJ Cale by saying, “You may not know his name, but the know his music.” Well, yes, for many of younger generations, but I know the name and his music. He set the tone of music for the last half of the 20th century — may he rest in peace! The master of music not to love!

kenne

Always Two Steps From The Blues — Texas Johnny Brown, RIP   6 comments

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATexas Johnny Brown at Miller Outdoor Theater, Houston, 2001

Texas Johnny BrownTexas Johnny Brown at Miller Outdoor Theater, Houston, 2001 — It was a hot-humid night in Houston when Johnny left the stage giving his performance a very personal “Texas Johnny” touch. 

Billy Blues Texas Johnny Brown'99 blog IITexas Johnny Brown at Billy Blues in Houston, 1999 — Images by kenne

Another Houston Blues Legend has passed away. KPFT program host, James Nagel (The Blues Hound) has written the following on the Texas Johnny Brown website:

“It is with great sadness and heavy heart that we share the news of the passing of an American treasure and true blues legend. John Riley Brown, better known as Texas Johnny Brown, was diagnosed with liver and lung cancer this past April and after a short but gallant fight with the disease passed away this afternoon (Monday, July 1) at the age of 85 at his home in Houston, Texas. 

With a career that spanned over six decades, Texas Johnny Brown played or recorded with a virtual who’s who of the blues world, including Amos Milburn, Ruth Brown, Bobby “Blue” Bland, Junior Parker, Lavelle White, Buddy Ace and Joe Hinton. One of the all time beautiful blues classics, “Two Steps From The Blues,” was penned by Johnny and considered by many as one of the finest blues songs ever written. His CD, “Nothin’ But The Truth,” on his own Choctaw Creek Records, was nominated for a W.C. Handy Blues Award in 1999 for Comeback Album of the Year. 

His accolades are many, but his true legacy lay behind his beautiful smile, warm heart and undying love for his family, fans and the music that brought all of us so much joy.

Final arrangements are pending. Please keep this blues giant and his family in your thoughts and prayers. May God bless Texas Johnny Brown.”

Although made famous by another blues legend, Bobby “Blue” Bland (Bland just past away June 23rd), “Two Steps from The Blues” was written by Johnny Brown and played by him on that hot-humid night in 2001 at the Miller Outdoor Theater, as pictured above. Like most blues lovers in Houston, when I think of “Two Steps from The Blues,” I think Brown, not Bland. (Too bad Wikipedia doesn’t even mention Brown when giving credit to the song. Somebody needs to take care of this!)

Over the years, blues lovers have had much for which to be thankful, and even with the loss of Texas Johnny Brown, the blues is alive and well. If you don’t think so, here’s one reason — on the 2001 billing at the Miller Outdoor Theater was Diunna Greenleaf and playing with her was a 16 year-old kid out of Austin, Texas, Gary Clark, Jr. If you don’t know about this young man, you need to.

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Texas Johnny Brown Photo02 blogTexas Johnny Brown at Houston’s Big Easy, 2005 — Image by kenne

Bartender Blues — Saying Goodbye To The Possum   Leave a comment

george-jones_smWhen George Jones passed away in late April of this year, I made a note to share one of my favorite songs of his, “Bartender Blues.” Actually it’s a James Taylor song written in 1977.

“It’s hard to describe but it’s so tight and so sculpted. It was just remarkable to hear someone make that sound with a human voice. And it sounded like someone singing who had listened to a lot of steel guitar, the way he bends notes and phrases. To me it sounds like a steel guitar in a human voice.” — James Taylor in Billboard, April 27, 2013

Now, two months out I’m posting my note to share with my music friends. Click here to read a very thoughtful article in The New Republic, “Why George Jones Ranks With Frank Sinatra and Billie Holiday.”

Bartender Blues
by James Taylor

Now I’m just a bartender
And I don’t like my work
But I don’t mind the money at all
I see lots of sad faces
And lots of bad cases
Of folks with their backs to the wall

Chorus:
But I need four walls around me to hold my life
To keep me from going a-stray
And a honky-tonk angel to hold me tight
To keep me from slipping away

I can light up your smokes
I can laugh at your jokes
I can watch you fall down on your knees
I can close down this bar
I can gas up my car
I can pack up and mail in my key

Chorus:

Now, the smoke fills the air
In this honky-tonk bar
And I’m thinking ’bout where I’d rather be
But I burned all my bridges
I sank all my ships
And I’m stranded at the edge of the sea

(Click On The Image And Watch On YouTube)

Robyn Landis — Tucson Folk Festival, 2013   Leave a comment

Tucson Folk Festival 2013Robyn Landis — Photos and video by kenne

There were many excellent performers at this year’s Tucson Folk Festival and one returning for the 9th year was Robyn Landis. This award-winning songwriter is a New York native who moved to Tucson from Seattle in 2010. Her songs are very poetic and easy to connect. I love the words to this song — Roots, by Robyn Landis.

Tucson Folk Festival 2013Give me the soil
give me the rain
give me the wide open plain
give me sky and the deep down below

Give me the food give me the sun
make me the favorite one
and I’ll show you how much we can grow

And I would put down roots with you
I would plant my feet, stretch my arms so high
rising up, digging down
in the rich sweet ground
That’s all I wanted to do
is put these roots down with you

Give me the space
give me the light
give me the timing  just right
I’ll bloom colors that you’ve never seen

Sing songs of nourishing sound
keep flower friends all around
glossy leaves shading me with their green

Give me the very best care
Grow us a family to share
Build a high earthen bed for our dreams

Add all the love you can spare
keep it all out in the air
and allow it to bend in the breeze

And I would put down roots with you
I would plant my feet, stretch my arms so high
reaching up, spreading down
in the soft damp ground
That’s all I wanted to do
is put these roots down with you

Give me the seed
give me the start
give me a tender with heart
and I’ll blossom for spring after spring

Keep me protected and warm
in the occasional storm
and we’ll weather whatever they bring

And I would put down roots with you
I would plant my feet, stretch my arms so high
bursting up, seeking down
through the endless ground
That’s all I wanted to do
is put these roots down with you
Put these roots down with you
Put these roots down with you
Put these roots down with you

I will be sharing more photos and videos from the Festival on this blog in future postings — Enjoy!

Paul’s Song

Overheard At The Tucson Folk Festival   6 comments

Tucson Folk Festival 2013 Fitzsimmons Art28th Annual Tucson Folk Festival Art Done By The Arizona Daily Star Cartoonist, David Fitzsimmons

Two skeletons were lying in the sun
at the Tucson Folk Festival
one saying to the other,
“yea, but it’s dry heat!”

Warming Up At The Tucson Folk Festival   3 comments

Tucson Folk Festival 2013

Tucson Folk Festival 2013Images by kenne

The 28th annual Tucson Folk Festival began yesterday — five stages and over 500 musicians. Not only is there plenty of music, but workshops, arts & crafts, food and children’s show. This little girl was playing in the fountain  in El Presidio Park where one of the stages is located. Her mother, carrying the youngest of three, followed her around taking joyful photos. After awhile it felt good to warm up in the sun.

More postings to come on this annual event in the Old Pueblo.

kenne

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“Like A Rock, I Was Something To See”   Leave a comment

Bug Springs April 2013“Protected By The Rock” Goodding Verbena — Image by kenne

Stood there boldly 

Sweatin’ in the sun 

Felt like a million 

Felt like number one 

The height of summer 

I’d never felt that strong 

Like a rock

— by Bob Seger from the song, “Like A Rock”

 

Capturing The Moment — Blues At Sunset   5 comments

Patio Flowers & SunsetImages by kenne

When we are home on Saturday evening, we watch the sun gone down and listen to Marty Kool’s “Blues Review” on KXCI — one of my favorite ways to enjoy life. This short video will give you a feel for what I’m writing about. You will also notice the running water sound coming from the fountain on the patio — another sound I love. If you are curious, the music in the background is Andy Poxon doing “Please Come Home.”

kenne

 

Capturing The Moment — Just Like The White-Winged Dove   2 comments

Desert Museum

Desert MuseumOne of the signs of spring in the Sonoran Desert is the return of the white-winged doves. — Image by kenne

 

edge of seventeen
by Stevie Nicks

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Who who who
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

And the days go by
Like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby
Nothin’ else mattered

He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song 
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

I went today maybe I will go again
Tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly
Familiar
And I see you doing 
What I try to do for me
With the words from a poet
And the voice from a choir
And a melody nothing else mattered

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

The clouds never expect it
When it rains
But the sea changes colors
But the sea 
Does not change
And so with the slow graceful flow
Of age
I went forth with an age old
Desire to please
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

Well then suddenly 
There was no one left standing
In the hall yeah yeah
In a flood of tears 
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin’ for an answer,
Up the stairs and down the hall
Not to find an answer
Just to hear the call
Of a nightbird singing
Come away come away

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

Well I hear you in the morning
And I hear you
At nightfall
Sometime to be near you
Is to be unable to hear you
My love
I’m a few years older than you

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh

(Click here to listen to “edge of seventeen”)

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