Allison Krauss, Rickie Lee Jones, The Wood Brothers and e.e. cummings … It’s Mountain Mama time!
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Hi there … and welcome to Mountain Mama’s Earth Music … home grown and staying put
1) Stay, Allison Krauss and Union Station 3:16
An excerpt from Barbara Kingsolver’s “High Tide In Tucson”
2) Little Fire, Patty Griffin with Emmylou Harris 4:07
3) Southside of Heaven, Ryan Bingham 6:23
What comes to Us by Luke Breit
After dinner, after baseball
and beer, after heat, we walk
back of the old house, here
on top of the mountain, and shrink.
A thousand feet below,
Between small lives
and our spinning globe,
a glacier of fog has thundered
silently in from the edge of space
and buried the world. The sun
floats gently down to this
motionless sea, and begins to drown.
It lends each wisp of cloud a color
to hurl at us, daring our eyes
to remember it. None do.
Instead, we retreat into caves of voice,
throwing them up loud and fast
as shelters against so much awe.
I move off, down the trail, to sit
alone and wait until the earth
has shrunk to a size
I can hold in my mind.
When it does, I’m by myself in night
Suddenly lonely for my kind of animal,
I move back to the house
where the chatter, like evening,
has softened enough to be bearable;
I file what edges are left with wine.
still, all night, our planet
is beautiful, still answers to “home.”
4) Subterranean Homesick Blues, Rickie Lee Jones 3:47
5) There Goes the Neighborhood, Sheryl Crow 5:02
6) Don’t Go Back To Rockville, REM 4:32
The Leaky Faucet by Ted Kooser
All through the night, the leaky faucet
searches the stillness of the house
with its radar blip: who is awake?
Who lies out there as full of worry
as a pan in the sink? Cheer up,
cheer up, the little faucet calls,
someone will help you through your life.
7) Lullaby, The Good Luck Thrift Store Outfit 3:53
8) Make Me Down a Pallet On Your Floor, The Wood Brothers, 3:41
Staying At Ed’s Place by May Swenson
I like being in your apartment, and not disturbing anything.
As in the woods I wouldn’t want to move a tree,
or change the play of sun and shadow on the ground.
The yellow kitchen stool belongs right there
against white plaster. I haven’t used your purple towel
because I like the accidental cleft of shade you left in it.
At your small six-sided table, covered with mysterious
dents in the wood like a dartboard, I drink my coffee
from your brown mug. I look into the clearing
of your high front room, where sunlight slopes through bare
window squares. Your Afghanistan hammock,
a man-sized cocoon
slung from wall to wall, your narrow desk and typewriter
are the only furniture. Each morning your light from the east
douses me where, with folded legs, I sit in your meadow,
a casual spread of brilliant carpets. Like a cat or dog
I take a roll, then, stretched out flat
in the center of color and pattern, I listen
to the remote growl of trucks over cobbles on
Bethune Street below.
When I open my eyes I discover the peaceful blank
of the ceiling. Its old paint-layered surface is moonwhite
and trackless, like the Sea—of Tranquillity.
9) I’ll Take You There, The Staple Singers 4:45
anyone lived in a pretty how town by e.e. cummings
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.
Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
children guessed (but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was
all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
with by spirit and if by yes.
Women and men (both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain
10) In A Town This Size, John Prine with Dolores Keane 3:31
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11) Down Home Girl, Old Crow Medicine Show, 3:48