Thursday, November 30, 2023

Flag Day

 As part of my ongoing project to write a song for every holiday


Flags are waving throughout the land

Come on now strike up the band

I don’t really understand

It’s Flag Day, Flag Day


From every car lot, every mall

Flags are flying straight and tall

Stand up and salute them all


It’s Flag Day, Flag Day


Everywhere the flags are flying

Everywhere they’re on display

It is very mystifying

Why flags should have a special day


There’s no speech, no oratory

No one ever tells the story

All we do is wave Old Glory

It’s Flag Day, Flag Day


Friday, November 24, 2023

Geography of Sorrow

Dennis had said that he wanted to do some new recordings on the theme of "Cosmic American Music," which was Gram Parsons term for his own music, mixing the country music of that era with hippie music.  I don't think that's what Dennis means, I think he just means our songs but with slide guitar and National steel, but here's what I came up with as a first attempt at my own version of it:


The Geography of Sorrow


I placed my flag in the new world

To flourish and to burgeon

And threw myself on the green land

As if it were a virgin


And though I thought I’d conquered it

It all turned contradictory

I found there was no apple pie

In what had seemed a victory


What’s the geography of sorrow?

What’s the geography of tears?
How do we map the loss

The hatred and the fears?



This land’s become my body

A map, immense and vast

It always flows out bountifully

But hides behind a mask


The land remains eternal

Though it’s life’s as short as mine

Silent as a history book

But ticking, watching time


What’s the geography of sorrow?

What’s the geography of tears?
How do we map the loss

The hatred and the fears?



I felt a mighty anger

Fire flooding from above

I’ve felt the wrath of fear

But this is wrath of love


It’s I who am now guilty

It’s I who played the whore

I kneel down and bow my head

Dressed as a conquistador


What’s the geography of sorrow?

What’s the geography of tears?
How do we map the loss

The hatred and the fears?






Tuesday, November 21, 2023

It rained the other night--always welcome in Northern California--and I felt some twinges in my right ankle.  It took me a few moments to realize that this my old football injury from St. John's greeting me from across 45 years. There are some things the body doesn't forget.

Friday, November 03, 2023

Happy birthday Johny!

 Now the earth's gone around the sun sixty-three times since it first shown on your budding body. And today it starts its round again. Have a good trip, one more time.