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but when we were young our eyes were blue

{higher love} And yes. I liked Winwood. You wanna step outside?

coyote grace

Ohio Slays Me

via Sharon

{always near the end of summer I fall into this song}

Concerts I wish I could have attended #2

All around me would be a sea of Miami Vice blazers in pastel pretty and hair so bi-leved and we would sing out with him- this true sad song.

Later when I was eighteen at Ohio University and I thought the Indigo Girls wrote the song until some older boy I met at a kegger gave me a talk about Dire Straits. It was such a scene from an indie movie that has yet to be made. Back porch tutorial on British music. And later I married a man who sings the song just like Mark Knopfler {how he sings the words "heart attack" slays me} I am in my kitchen two nights ago and we all listen to Dire Straits and even the baby sways to the sad lovely song.
But wouldn't that have been a fine concert?

Concerts I wish I could have attended #3

This is a raw mess of a show and I would have been right there beside of the guy
at approximately 1:43.  I would have put my hands in the air and... back to reality:
Aging. It is a SAD mofo thing. Look at him. Just look at him.

previous : #10 and # 9  #8   #7  #6  #5 # 4

Concerts I wish I could have attended #4

Dylan baby. Dylan. I think my head might explode from true mad love.

Concerts I wish I could have attended #7

I love John Hiatt. I used to go to a lil pub in Athens, Ohio where a bunch of older dudes had a rocking band and they would often play Hiatt. I would often get on stage with them. I love slow turning so much that the boys know it by heart I think as it is on our house cleaning mix. We shimmy and shake to it. We wear handkerchiefs on our heads and laugh. I would have loved to have seen him in this show. He is a very important singer/songwriter and I lerv him.

"Have a Little Faith in Me" is me and joe's wedding song.

previous : #10 and # 9  #8 

Concerts I wish I could have attended #8

And because this is a fantasy post series:
I would have worn a cone bra and crinoline under my skirt and freaked out at being in front of Buddy Holly. You know he was a cool cat. I would have worn a red dress.  My favorite song from him is "Not Fade Away"  and it took me a long time to realize it was Buddy's and not the Dead or a Stone's song:

My love a-bigger than a Cadillac
I try to show it and you drive a-me back 

What breaks my heart about Buddy Holly though is this Wiki info:

Holly's pregnant wife, a widow after barely six months of marriage, miscarried soon after, ending that part of the Holly family tree. The miscarriage was reportedly due to “psychological trauma”.[22] Because of this incident, authorities found it necessary, in the months following, to implement a policy against announcing victims’ names until after families had first been informed.[22]María Elena Holly did not attend the funeral, and has never visited the grave site. She later told the Avalanche-Journal:


In a way, I blame myself. I was not feeling well when he left. I was two weeks pregnant, and I wanted Buddy to stay with me, but he had scheduled that tour. It was the only time I wasn't with him. And I blame myself because I know that, if only I had gone along, Buddy never would have gotten into that airplane.[25]

 and there are so many dead rock stars in the sky
here is #10 and # 9

Concerts I wish I could have attended #9

And because this is a fantasy post series:

Really I would have picked any CVB show from 1989 but it's all good. At this show David Lowry would be 47 years old but still a part of my teenage special feelings dream. I would be older too and fully aware of the social commentary of the song now- not just singing like a demon while I drove my Chevy Cavalier around the country roads of Hocking county. {Everything is fine/ Everything is fine were the most perfect words put together back then} I would have danced around with my arms up in the air.  I would have told the people next to me how these guys were pioneers of indie rock. I would have had the best time.

Here is #10

Concerts I wish I could have attended #10

And because this is a fantasy post series:

I would be 23 years old and in Dublin on a study abroad thing. I would be wearing amazing 80's clothing and my hair would be bigger than God. I have a boyfriend named Colm and we like to write poems in the graveyard of St. Patrick's Cathedral. I have little money but so much love that when I walk around the streets- people know my name.

“What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

It's so universal this song.

even after all the things we said

This makes me happy sad. {or sappy if you will}

on the days when you feel spent

My friend Sarah bought me the new Natalie Merchant album last week.
(Leave Your Sleep)
It's charming.
It's brilliant.

Sarah and I grew up in college together as roomies listening to the quintessential Our Time In Eden and Blind Man's Zoo.
We mouthed every word in candle lit sparsely furnished living rooms while trying on the future.

I love the small book that comes with the CD.
Natalie says some brilliant things about poetry that have stuck with me since I read the words:

I understand that poets are our soft spoken clairvoyants. They tell us about the things that have made us and keep us human. Poets are keepers of the sacred language that describes our holy places-unknown and unknowable.

and who doesn't love to hear Trouble Me still?




I am dying for one Fall night to beat down on me- hard like these new days.
I will be driving home from a late night diaper run to Target or something similar.
It will come on the radio and instantly my hand will quick fly to the tuner and dial it in louder than the Ohio Autumn coolness running through my hair.
I will not mouth the words.
I will sing them out for all the neighbors to hear.
Through the dense thick streets where trees may touch in the middle but people still need.

Trouble me, disturb me with all your cares and you worries.
Trouble me on the days when you feel spent.
Why let your shoulders bend underneath this burden when my back is sturdy and strong? Trouble me.

At this moment you mean everything

jamming to this song yesterday


Green Day - Time Of Your Life

Torn | MySpace Video

It's like when I close my eyes and try to remember when it was in my life that this song blasted from cheap car stereos or from porch parties with boom boxes silver -I always think of her.
We were at a pivotal part of our life-really on the cusp of believing we were grown up.

Funny.

I think I was hanging out with some bartender who didn't even really like me that flash frozen part of my life in 1997. I was drinking away my tips in an Irish pub best known for brewed beer and 80's dance night -where all the freaks like me could seek shelter from the storm at least two nights a week and fling our arms in the sky.

The bartender was for those fleeting weeks perhaps someone who might save me and turn me into a normal person. He was pleasantly average and attractive. He could make me behave like a girl who made dinner in tiny apartments and didn't go out every single night. A normal girl who loved only one person at a time and had a clear trajectory towards adulthood.

Only he didn't. He just faded away in the outright rude and immature fashion that 23 year old boys do- he just stopped liking me and I faded into the background of a song sung by Dexy's Midnight Runners on a Tuesday night. My shadow flickering across the wood paneled walls never tempted him again and I am sure now that it was because I was intensity wrapped into a parcel that no one could hold for too long.
I was like a firecracker or a hot potato being passed around.
I was dangerous buzzing bee.

Sometimes I wish I could listen to a song from the 90's and just enjoy it.
But I think we are just branded like cattle by the music of our youth.

it's why you see people stare off into space sometimes at cafes
or grannies with wet eyes in the market
or baby boomer's driving convertibles with loud all around

we just can't help it
the music is everywhere
like a tiny melodic line
that leads us straight to the past
to a place we used to know

I'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her

I heard Tom Petty's first solo album today -Full Moon Fever and all I could see were the hills so very green of my past and the silver Chevy Cavalier I drove around and around.
The video is burnt in brain too like the urban escalator troubadour and Jerry McGuire can never bastardize this song because years before Tom Cruise rolled along on a movie lot and pretended to feel it I really did.

PBJ & Jazz – Christian Howes

Thank God for Twitter.
I was unprepared for my day and then I saw Cbusmom twitter
that she was going to PBJ & Jazz and so we met her and tinymantras there.
We saw friends from Finny's school and Allison's family too!
It was one of the best Saturday mornings ever.

PBJ&J at the Lincoln Theatre Complex is an amazing series.
We had the pleasure of hanging out with Christian Howes.
It was a packed house and I enjoyed the music as much as I would have
in a dark club with a martini. (perhaps more)
The energy was gorgeous.
Bravo!

(and yes they do serve Peanut butter and jelly sammies and cookies and juice)
LOVE!

You'll be happy and wholesome again

In case you want to know what is blasting out of my house today
What is rolling through my children's ears
I love Mumford & Sons
They are coming to CBUS in May.
I think I may try and take Joe for his birthday date night.

And if your strife strikes at your sleep
Remember spring swaps snow for leaves
You'll be happy and wholesome again
When the city clears and sun ascends