Microplastics are everywhere, and forever chemicals are, apparently, as forever as diamonds. Hooray for us. Well, that’s what you get for not thinkin’ things through, folks. And of course I wrote a song about it. Livin’ in the age of chemical cruelty We got shit that’s never goin’ away Microplastics in our bodies Is this […]
So of course I wrote a song after last week’s post. Have you met me? And I will refer you to last week’s post if you didn’t happen to read it for the backstory. You can read it while you listen to the song. Or, you can listen to the audio post and then listen
There’s an old Indonesian saying about not letting your red-haired daughter get too close to the mountain, or the Volcano God will take her. Okay, it’s not exactly an every-day household saying, but apparently, it’s there. A long while back, possibly around 2020, I mentioned a fascinating book I read called When They Severed Earth
I love co-writing songs with people I love. And I write a lot of songs about people who are dead now. Put it all together and what do you get? A posthumous co-written song by my friend David Warren and me. Davey died, tragically, and a friend of his was going through a box of
Blackbirds have been constant … harbingers? companions? somethings? for much of my life. It is, of course, extremely possible that there are just a lot of them around these parts and I have had a lot of opportunities to observe and interact with them. And maybe be observed by them, because who knows, they’re definitely
Recording has been where all my energy has gone the past 3 weeks, so … here’s another song. But wow, I have made it through the stash of 25 (and added a 26th because reasons) so I’m feeling pretty stoked about that! Nothing to beat the summer blues like making things you’re really happy with.
So … I’ve been recording. I realized that there are twenty-five (25!) unrecorded new songs in my notebook, and sort of had to take a breath. There are, unfortunately, some I can’t even find demo recordings of and I can’t remember how they go, and that’s always incredibly frustrating. I especially hate it when I
And how’d that work out? He became even more of a superstar because a bunch of uptight fuddy-duddies couldn’t deal with all the hip waggling. They just blasted a giant spotlight of rage on him and all the kids said, “That’s what I want,” and well … Long Live the King. The Stones and the
The Sun is blowing us kisses again. There are auroras forecast for as far south as Alabama tonight (Friday the 10th). Michael and I are gonna head out to a fave dark sky spot and enjoy ’em. And yes, of course I have written a song about auroras. I have seen three of them in
