I liked Joan Baez in the late 60s. I bought a couple of her albums and enjoyed them, including her rendition of Where have all the flowers gone in German. I saw the Kingston Trio in concert somewhere in the Bay Area at a folksinger revival fest. I was asking a friend; she couldn't remember what or where. Gosh, it's so sad when people get old. LOLOL
This archeologist I used to date took me to a most wonderful concert in Jacksonville OR at the Britt Theatre where I saw Dar Williams and the other two members of the now defunct Cry Cry Cry perform. I was just looking for that CD now and I CAN'T find it. That is so upsetting. The entire album is great. I wish I could listen to it right now.
My favorite song is The Kid, excerpt..."The Kid" written by Buddy Mondlock
Performed by Cry, Cry, Cry: Dar Williams, Richard Shindell, Lucy Kaplansky
I'm the kid who ran away with the circus
Now I'm watering elephants
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming I'm in a suit of light
Late at night in the empty bigtop, I'm all alone on the highwire
Look, he's working without a net this time, he's a real death-defyer
I'm the kid who always looked out the window
Failing tests in geography
But I've seen things far beyond the schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands
There're the spires of the Turkish Empire, six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spices of India through Gibralter, we're rich men
It's such a poignant song with a compelling finish.
Cold Missouri Waters is a tragic story of a firefighter who tried and failed to save his comrades.
Sky had turned red, smoke was boiling
Two hundred yards to safety, death was fifty yards behind
I don't know why, I just thought it
I struck a match to waist high grass, running out of time
Tried to tell them step into this fire I've set
We can't make it, this is the only chance you'll get
But they cursed me, ran for the rocks above instead
I lay face down and prayed above the cold Missouri waters
Then when I rose like the phoenix
In that world reduced to ashes, there was none but two survived
I stayed that night and one day after
Carried bodies to the river, wondering how I stayed alive
Thirteen stations of the cross to mark their fall
I've had my say, I'll confess to nothing more
I'll join them now, those that they left me long before
Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters
Every song on that album is fantastic. |
