Song for Friday...a true songwriter...

O.K I admit it...

I fell hard for this guy from the first time I heard his song'

'You can bring me flowers'... ("when I'm dead and gone...sit and think, drown and drink")

and then it was 'Winter birds'...

("It's the Widow now that owns that angry plow,

The spartan Mule and The Crippled Cow

The fallow field that will yield no more,

As the fox lay sleeping beneath her kitchen floor")

Then he won me over with

'Trouble'("every time I get back on my feet, she comes around and knocks me down again")

and the beautiful love song 'Empty'...

("Lay your blouse across the chair

let fall the flowers

from your hair

and kiss me

with that country mouth

so plain.")

His writing is poetry.

His music introspective.

Then out of nowhere he blindsides me with some country honk like 'Hey me, hey mama'.

("Papa's in the kitchen, mama's in the field

Murder in the hen house, mud flung high upon the wheels

Rooster in the dooryard just leaning on the horn

Wind so sweetly drifting through the ripening corn")

Needless to say, I was swooning like a school girl when I heard his voice again with his latest.

All giggling aside, he's a true songwriter.

Right up there with Gordon Lightfoot, Joni Mitchell, Neil Young,Riki Lee Jones, Greg Brown, Tom Waits and the likes...

Enjoy...happy weekend.

Fanning the flames
#3
He woke early and placed the
green chair facing the door...
Some say he could smell
 the wicked weather coming.