Jimmy my cuz...grand Funk just drudged up old memories-
I know that all happened before 1976- when we had a big ole family reunion and he was already gone. they lived in LA and we in Seattle and visited them being in my dads truck working the summertime.
Music more than anything does that- provoke, create,maintains memories of good time bad times - not as personal as a photograph because where one might have a happy memory of lets say Bob Seger -when someone like me - dont real care if I ever hear him again....a love gone bad which is one of many-but why did she play him over and over and over especially in a truck for several months.....I dont know what was better - drop her off in a motel in Marion,IL or throw the couple of tapes of his out the window after that....she was a long story- a beer drinking story- one of those- how did I ever manage to get myself into espisodes....
anyways I'm trying to find Tin Pan Alley - SRV's 'in the beginning' version in MP3- still dont know how you or where you found 7 bridges- I just didnt want to spend my money on the only song I like from that album....
and I do a search and come up with real old time music---
1901, 1915=
Who Threw the Overalls in Mrs. Murphy's Chowder
(I just listened to it-- Irish tune all scratched but fun)
and will download more (I'm on-call status this moment - might as well play with the computer)and a little story-telling--
First this is the site of these real old recordings
nps.gov
and further links brings up old speeches and stuff-- didnt listen.......
story--
I'm a mover-- yep-- one of thoses dreaded folk who seem to break the only thing worth saving in the entire lot of your household goods--- I got stories-- but sticking to this one-
a few years ago working for a different company I got a call the day after christmas to move someone--
my dispatcher KNOWs I dont go anywhere during Christmas- its the only time I want to be home and around family-
she told me I HAVE todo this one-- it pays real good and It will be real fast and here are the "special instuctions"-
two book cartons high only- clear across the floor of the trailer and go? What?!!-- I usually cram it solid--thats only little over 2 foot high in a 10 foot space-
what is it?
Records-- old records, cylinders that one fella (or actually 3 generations of his kin ) from capital hill area of Seattle has been collecting records-- all kinds-jazz, blues, popular,elvis, symphonic- since cylinders were out-
A whole basement full with big-rollaway cabinets hiding several rows behind them--
I was one of three vans to go to that house and load records and University of California at Santa Barbara bought the entire lot for a couple of million bucks - it was worth more so he even got a tax write off he tells me- and that professor watched us like an eagle-had them sorted and categorized - I did good- he was happy -just shy 30,000lbs of recirds and didnt drop one or bend a corner on the box for fear of damaging
music that the prof said some he knows were lost or not known to be recorded till this basement full......
so if you go to this site I hauled some of that around-
library.ucsb.edu
The fella told me they stopped collecting somewhere in the late 70's cause he didnt like the real hard rock and roll...
and just kept them till he retired- he had a mess of those crank type music players--and he did keep a special few records for himself.....
memories- where are those memories hid haunting you when you least expect it?
Ray-Wylie-- great great story ThANKS!-
'Crusades of the Restless Knight'- thats where Crows come from- one of many good songs-
heard Conversation with the Devil when it first came out listening to a small 'alternative' radio station from somewhere in the hills next to Lake Tahoe driving that real lonesome stretch
of road between Fallon and Hawthorne Nevada on us95-- wrote down the song, found it and played the hell out of it-
Message 12464179
"M" is for Mount Karma
"O" is for oblivion
"T" is for Texas, always for Texas
"H" is for the humility
"E" for ecstatic
"R" is for Rilke, the writer Rainer Maria Rilke, whose book "Letters to a Young Poet"
The hawthorne there: who would guess
that it will soon be clamoring at our feelings.
The green climbs softly.
Suddenly the red flowershape lifts up.
Ah, there lament in you-
you who have to have them in your room--
so many flowers
~Rilke
March 1913 Paris |
