NONKINSENSE
Adventures of an Analog Man in the Digital Universe, with a little help from my friends and relations.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
I pass the hat to Commander Starriders.
Hey Ira---
Hi Ira,
There are some changes to my available appointments this Friday. I have 9am, 1pm, and then anything from 3:30 on. I hope one of these times works for you. If not, let me know and I might be able to schedule the room on another day.
Thank you,
Love Hurts" is an old tune. Not sure who wrote it, but Emmy Lou first
learned (and recorded) it singing with Gram Parsons. I have a couple of
versions, including one of the early Gram Parsons (either with Grievous
Angels or FLying Burrito Brothers) recordings.
I can put both of them on the next CD of possible material.
dtf
Came out in 1998.
2 songs: I aint Living Long Like This (Rodney Crowell)
and Love Hurts
Buddy Miller is guitarist
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On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Goin' places that I've never been
Seein' things that I may never see again,
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world be turnin' our way
And our way
Is on the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
Some people say a man
is made out of mud
A poor mans made
out of muscle and blood.
Muscle and blood,
and skin and bones
A mind thats weak
and a back thats strong.
You load sixteen tons
and what do you get?
Another day older
and deeper in debt.
St. Peter dont you call me
Cause I cant go.
I owe my soul to the company store.
I was born one morning
when the sun didnt shine.
I picked up my shovel
and I walked to the mine.
I loaded sixteen tons
of number nine coal.
And the store boss said
Well bless my soul.
Chorus You load sixteen tons..
I was born one morning
it was drizzling rain.
Fighting and trouble
are my middle name.
I was raised in the cambric
by an ol mama lion.
Cant know a high toned woman
make me walk the line.
Chorus You load sixteen tons..
If you see me coming
better step aside.
A lotta men didnt,
a lotta men died.
One fist of iron,
the other of steel.
If the right one dont get you
the left one will. Chorus You load sixteen tons..
Goin’ down down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Whew about to slip down
Five o’clock in the mornin’
I’m up before the sun
When my work day is over
I’m too tired for havin’ fun
Lord I am so tired
How long can this go on
I been workin’ goin’ workin’
Whew about to slip down
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live you life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
You say you want to spend the winter in Firenza
You're so afraid to catch a dose of influenza
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Now if I tell you that you suffer from delusions
You pay your analyst to reach the same conclusions
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
Canary in a coalmine
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect
Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect
You live your life like a canary in a coalmine
You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line
ARTIST: Steve Miller
TITLE: Jet Airliner
Lyrics and Chords
Leavin' home, out on the road
I've been down before
Ridin' along on this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
/ C - F C / F - C - / - - - - / F - C - /
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's try'n' to make stay
You know, I've got to be movin' on, oh
/ C - - - / Bb F C - / - - - - / Bb F C - /
{Refrain}
Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, big ol' jet airliner
'Cause it's here that I've got to stay
/ Bb F C - / / / /
Good bye to all my friends at home
Good bye to people I've trusted
I've got to go out and make my way
I might get rich, you know, I might get busted
But my heart keeps callin' me backwards
As I get on the seven-oh-seven
Ridin' high, I got tears in my eyes
You know, you got to go through hell before you get to heaven
{Refrain}
Touchin' down in New England town
Feel the heat comin' down
I've got to keep on keepin' on
You know, the big wheel keeps a-spinnin' around
And I'm goin' with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit goin' down in the city
{Refrain}
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
{Refrain}
Oh, big ol' jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh, big ol' jet airliner
'Cause it's there that I belong
Ira,
I was greatly saddened to read today about the deaths of three
music pioneers: John Herald, Eugene Record and Long John Baldry.
I had the pleasure of seeing John Herald at the Bottom Line leading
the crowd through his "Jon the Generator" (his take on John the Revelator)
and he also wrote a beautiful song about the last passenger pigeon in captivity
at the Cincinnati Zoo in 1911. John Herald was a Bluegrass/Folk pioneer. Eugene Record led, in IMHO,
the best of the 70's smooth soul bands, the Chi-Lites. He pioneered
the smooth vocal to recitation to falsetto vocal style and
was a great songwriter. My favorite is "Have You Seen Her?".
Again, IMHO, Long John Baldry was as much a pioneer of the
early 60's British Blues/R'N'B scene as Cyril Davies or Alexis
Korner. I came across a Steampacket album
(with Rod Stewart, Brian Auger and Julie Driscoll) that kicks ass. My favorite Long John Balry song is (of course) "Don't Lay No Boogie-Woogie On The King Of Rock'N'Roll". RIP to three pioneers.
Donny
Ira,
Check out Long John Baldry's website.
There are various MP3s under CD Rooms (sic) and Discography
including a complete album (Good To Be Alive).
Donny
Apple Plants a Seed to Help Raise Podcasting
By Rob PegoraroSunday, July 24, 2005; Page F09
What, you don't have a podcast yet?
That's this year's version of, "What, you don't have a blog yet?" Podcasts -- downloadable audio clips that you can listen to on your computer or on a digital music player such as an iPod -- are riding an extraordinary wave of hype.
Fast Forward Podcast
Where blogs are supposed to make newspapers obsolete, podcasts are supposed to turn radio into a dusty fossil.
And just as people last year were rushing to launch their own journals on the Web, folks are now jumping into podcasting. Former senator and vice presidential candidate John Edwards has a podcast, and so does Ward 2 D.C. Council member Jack Evans.
Given time, podcasts may very well live up to the most optimistic predictions offered about them. For now, though, the programming available in the pod-verse teems with both brilliance and boredom. The software needed to tune into this bounty also could use more work -- even after the improvements in Apple's new version of its iTunes music program.
The basic idea behind podcasting is to work around the annoying reality that until we get universal broadband Internet access, you can't tune into Internet radio in most of the places you'd like to.
Podcasters abandon real-time streaming over the Internet in favor of recording a program in advance, then letting users download it and listen to it on their own time. A podcast is essentially shrink-wrapped radio, almost always in the form of an MP3 audio file.
You can listen to that right in your Web browser, you can download it and play it on a computer later on, or you can copy it to an iPod or most other music players.
But listening to the wrong podcasts may leave you wondering why anybody bothers. It's not that mediocrity is so much more prevalent among podcasters than bloggers -- or newspaper reporters. It's just more obvious.
Simply speaking clearly and engagingly into a microphone is not always a natural skill. Podcasters can also routinely make rookie mistakes like forgetting to talk close enough to a microphone, or allowing feedback to screech into the recording.
Cleaning up the aural equivalent of typos -- "um," "er" and "uh" -- is far trickier in sound-recording software than in any word processor. Perhaps because editing after the fact takes so much time, many podcasters seem compelled to try to blitz through a podcast in a single take.
Scripts also often appear optional: Quite a few podcasts are ad-libbed -- even when their authors blather on for upwards of an hour.