Songs sometimes still become minor obsessions, even here at Farmageddon. One of the present curiosities is "Matchbox," which keeps turning up, most recently on a Carl Perkins set when I was looking for something else. (Snakes, if you must know.) The version to which I keep returning is Ike Turner's Cobra recording. Over the weekend I drove to the big city and bought another Cobra collection which includes three takes of "Matchbox," and I suppose that will have to satisfy…Continue
Posted on June 25, 2014 at 6:00pm — 2 Comments
and there are no words.
Or the wrong words.
They would be angry,
and blind fury
is no substitute
for a smile
borrowed from Da Vinci,
in an empty room,
one slender smile
the only balm.
Amid the quiet clutter
the numbers subtract…
Posted on September 25, 2013 at 7:00am — 4 Comments
I am quite certain every DJ worth Harry Truman's tub of warm spit will be spinning work songs this weekend. WMKY gave me two hours this month, and though I rarely pretend to market my monthly show, this one was particularly fun. And so a list of work songs for the weekend. Leaving out a bunch I hadn't time for or lacked the wit to include in the first place.
WOODY GUTHRIE, "Talking Hard Work'
TIM CARROLL, "Why Do I Need a Job?'
THE ROCHES, "Please Mr. Selleck"
Posted on August 30, 2013 at 7:00am — 4 Comments
One of our regular customers called the bookstore today to ask if we stocked the new book about Paul Gilley, the songwriter from Morgan County, Kentucky.
We don't. I'd never heard of Paul Gilley. Or, rather, I'd heard something slip by in the wind, and not held onto it.
And the book is self-published. Here's the link I found, in which the author is interviewed: …Continue
Posted on August 26, 2013 at 3:30pm — 1 Comment
What follows is a meditation on Mark Yarm's well-assembled book, Everybody Loves Our Town: An Oral History of Grunge, published in 2011. (By way of disclosure, I am one of the many sources he interviewed.) This essay doesn't properly belong here, and I know that, but this is home, even if I only stop by once a year.
The very first piece I wrote for The Rocket magazine in 1988, when finally I came out from behind the typesetting machine, was about the process of…Continue
Posted on June 1, 2013 at 1:00pm — 7 Comments