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Ashland Woods Morning
The Clever Innocence

Friday, January 18, 2013

Mankind Has Fallen Out of Grace




My Life Is A Beautiful Sadness

By: George Waldrop

my flesh is so weak, my bones are fragile today
the beautiful things my life holds like a wet blanket
the sadness in my soul is a shiny and hot magnet
for all this rainy cold, am I growing old, pain I hold
a weakest mirror like a flash in the pan, the true measure of a man
today I know no convenience, I know no comfort
my head knows this place, keeps no pace with beauty
and I'm scared
my head plays catch with guilt and the art of let downs
and I'm scared
all I have is today's misery
all I have is tears and regrets
my fears are that all I will have is miserable days
confessed fears make for understood ways
to feed the emptiness in my soul, living for today
in this work life, it's no longer my time
like a poem written in fear, a torn and shaky rhyme
crying out with a distressed emotion
this sea of pain, the seachange of my ocean
fluttering fright, heartbeat of trepidation
who do I call out for?
my absent god?
mercy is a blessing
my absent god?
I'm only guessing
mercy from myself
I grant myself
I pardon myself
this fear is mine
I live with it
I own it
I understand it

  1. You Are Not Alone
    Mavis Staples

  2. The Way of Alone
    Jim White

  3. Sunday In Savannah
    Nina Simone

  4. A Tramp On The Street
    U.Utah Phillips (Loafer's Glory)

  5. What Is Man
    Johnny Cash

  6. No Earthly Good
    Billy Joe Shaver

  7. No Place to Fly
    Willie Nelson

  8. Lord, I Have Made You a Place in My Heart
    Cry Cry Cry

  9. Come on Up To the House
    The Front Porch Swingin' Liquor Pigs

  10. Jesus
    The Velvet Underground

  11. Method Acting / Cortez the Killer (Conor Oberst & Neil Young)
    Dave Rawlings Machine

  12. That Feel
    Tom Waits

  13. Outfit
    Drive-By Truckers

  14. Earth Is a Woman
    Greg Brown

  15. Mother Earth
    Kemp Harris

  16. The Great Song Of The Sky
    Donovan

  17. The Light Was Worth The Candle
    Eric Bibb

  18. My Life Is A Beautiful Sadness
    George Waldrop



Thursday, January 17, 2013

My Life Is A Beautiful Sadness

my flesh is so weak, my bones are fragile today
the beautiful things my life holds like a wet blanket
the sadness in my soul is a shiny and hot magnet
for all this rainy cold, am I growing old, pain I hold
a weakest mirror like a flash in the pan, the true measure of a man
today I know no convenience, I know no comfort
my head  knows this place, keeps no pace with beauty
and I'm scared
my head plays catch with guilt and the art of let downs
and I'm scared
all I have is today's misery
all I have is tears and regrets
my fears are that all I will have is miserable days
confessed fears make for understood ways
to feed the emptiness in my soul, living for today
in this work life, it's no longer my time
like a poem written in fear, a torn and shaky rhyme
crying out with a distressed emotion
this sea of pain, the seachange of my ocean
fluttering fright, heartbeat of trepidation
who do I call out for?
my absent god?
mercy is a blessing
my absent god?
I'm only guessing
mercy from myself
I grant myself
I pardon myself
this fear is mine
I live with it
I own it
I understand it



Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Breaking The Constraints of a Individual




use your speech to convey
what your heart says to you
in a ordinary way
oh,to communicate
oh,to make known
I am learning everyday
through listening to my heart
I've shone to myself how I have grown
with these delicate hours alone
I've been blessed with the grace to think
about what is best for myself
carefully I thought about all that I got
to give in my friendly way
I'm not living for anyone
I'm living for today
I have my own special way
to succeed,prosper & grow
meeting my needs
I am an individual
I'm not like everyone else
that's all I need to know
distinguished from a group
I don't separate because,
that makes me vulnerable
it's in these good common things
connections
human things
I share with others
friendships are very contagious
transmitted to courage
human things
doing right to make better
the common good for all
I do know how people are sometimes,
disappointing,to do what's easy,lazy
I have courage,to solve problems
I can always work to make myself
a better person,some one to believe in
not so much as a leader
but,get beyond the constraints of a individual
limitation or restriction
to make myself useful
so god can use me
I can help others
I feel others need me
I am a tool
for fixing
I am here if you need me
ready to serve
to be apart
to give back
something to show for
how I live




Sunday, January 13, 2013

The First Date



  1. Highlands- Seeker of Superstitions
    George Waldrop

  2. Wrote A Song For Everyone
    Creedence Clearwater Revival

  3. When the Party's Over
    Janis Ian

  4. Memory Motel
    The Rolling Stones

  5. Rockin' Chair
    The Band

  6. Southern States
    The Essex Green

  7. Pussy Heaven
    Dan Reeder

  8. Close To You
    Muddy Waters

  9. Boogie
    John Hartford

  10. Blue Eyes (Gram Parsons tribute)
    Uncle Tupelo

  11. Sugar Mountain
    Neil Young

  12. Love Will See You Through
    Daniel Johnston

  13. Spaceball Ricochet
    T. Rex

  14. Why Can't A Man Stand Alone?
    Elvis Costello

  15. I Just Needed a Friend
    First Aid Kit

  16. Heart Open Wide
    Emaluna

  17. Wagon Wheel
    Old Crow Medicine Show

  18. Yesterday Comes Too Soon
    Forest Sun

  19. Luck Man Rag
    Eric Bibb

  20. Highlands (edit)
    Bob Dylan

  21. Leaving Grayson
    Stevie Barr

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Wholeness to the Wise of Heart




The cover art is a painting I did back in 2006 it's called “Don't Roost To High For Me”. Anyway, Greg Brown is my favorite songwriter right now.

  1. I Want My Country Back
    Greg Brown

  2. Freak Flag
    Greg Brown

  3. Summer Evening
    Greg Brown

  4. Hymns to What Is Left
    Greg Brown

  5. Just By Myself
    Greg Brown

  6. Poet Game
    Greg Brown

  7. End of the Party
    Greg Brown

  8. Rexroth's Daughter
    Greg Brown

  9. Waiting on You
    Greg Brown

  10. I Could Just Cry
    Greg Brown

  11. Joy Tears
    Greg Brown

  12. Ain't No One Like You
    Greg Brown

  13. My New Book
    Greg Brown

  14. All of Those Things
    Greg Brown

  15. Say a Little Prayer
    Greg Brown

  16. Samson
    Greg Brown

  17. Introduction to Lord I Have Made A Place In My Heart
    Greg Brown

  18. Lord, I Have Made You a Place in My Heart
    Greg Brown

  19. Let The Mystery Be
    Greg Brown

     

     

     

Friday, January 4, 2013

The Weight of the World

  1. Willesden To Cricklewood
    Joe Strummer

  2. Diamond Smiles
    The Boomtown Rats

  3. I Love You
    Lou Reed

  4. Handshake drugs
    Wilco

  5. 912 Greens
    Ramblin' Jack Elliot

  6. Pot Can't Call The Kettle Black
    Jerry Jeff Walker

  7. Even The Skies Are Blue
    Jamey Johnson

  8. Whiskey Girl
    Gillian Welch

  9. Cigarette Machine
    Mary Gauthier

  10. You'll Get Yours Aplenty
    Blaze Foley

  11. Scarlet Town
    Bob Dylan

  12. No Ice in My Bourbon
    Cephas & Wiggins

  13. God Loves a Drunk
    Richard Thompson

  14. The Love You Save (May Be Your Own)
    Joe Tex

  15. Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
    Alvin Youngblood Hart

  16. Plastic Jesus
    Gal Holiday and the Honky Tonk Revue

  17. Chocolate Jesus
    Tom Waits

  18. Shine on Me
    Nick Cave

     

     

     

    This is a mix for when you are beneath “The Weight of the World”. These are the songs about going to see your drug dealer.

     

     
     

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Love's Clean Hands

there are so many sad and lonely people
I ask myself, am I one of them?
being single is anything but easy
so many people are with the wrong people
I am only with myself, but I'm not blue about it
I can always out think loneliness cos,
I know how to be alone, I know to love myself
again, so many people are with the wrong people
I can rest easy at night knowing, it's me so far
how many of you can say that?
the dreadfulness, of no one to talk about your feelings
I can write about it, that is my feeling
it's one of my coping skills, until she comes along
I am strong, I believe I got staying power
I live through all the loneliness and pain
I can explain to myself how I hurt
answering  to a clear conscience
I can love with sympathy every part of my being
cos I know this love allows me to live and let live
life is a journey, each day that I'm on the right path
is another day to walk in the sunlight, out in the light of day
I may take the path less traveled but I am goodness
I live with the knowledge of how far I have come
this knowledge is the diamond in my mind
truth is the shooting star in my heart
a good relationship is to claim love as reality
love like the dreamlike essence of the wise of heart




love flowing to know how to finish what you start



Monday, December 17, 2012

Games People Play

maybe, it's the perfection of hate
the deconstruction of my soul
the over simplification of my mixes
the dehumanization of my character

maybe, it's my freedom of guile
the new-age passing of time, innocence of a newborn child
we were all but once babies of sharing of the common
experience of the forlorn bitterness, this woe called life

maybe, it's easy to judge my contrast of character
the guilty heart outtells the inmost fearful thoughts
the dramatic awakening of the undressing of liars
I pity those who carefully  live outside of this reality

maybe, it's the way those true things make me smile
there is a gleam to these true things that give me hope
the conformity, fact of the matter, eases and makes it simple
burden of freedom, watch and listen, think before I speak

maybe, this life is a play, we are actors on the stage
I hate gay crowded places, I will never learn to engage in drama
I can be apart of everyone from afar, easy light-hearted conversation
well, I can't complain, take it easy as the metaphor of rain


Monday, December 10, 2012

Amnesia Is Rare (Ideas Are Common)

  1. Who am I
    Patrick Sky

  2. Cigarette Machine
    Mary Gauthier

  3. My Head
    Jeff Robinson Trio

  4. End of Amnesia
    M. Ward

  5. 9th & Hennepin
    Tom Waits

  6. Visions Of Johanna
    Marianne Faithfull

  7. Dwell Like A Ghost
    Doug Carn

  8. The Last Days of the Suicide Kid
    Charles Bukowski

  9. Bones Bones
    Greg Brown

  10. Ragged Company
    Janiva Magness

  11. Oh! Sweet Nuthin'
    The Velvet Underground

  12. Whatever Gets You Through The Night
    John Lennon

  13. Space Oddity
    David Bowie

  14. Flying Dreams
    Simon Joyner

  15. My Cloud
    Gil Scott-Heron

  16. God Is A Middle-Aged Woman
    Ezra Furman & The Harpoons

  17. The World Is A Beautiful Place
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti

  18. Be at Peace with Yourself
    Bill Fay

  19. Pony
    Sara Watkins

  20. God Loves Everyone
    Mark Erelli

     

     

     

     

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Light To The Living

writing is what I am giving,
heartbeat, mercy, light to the living
a curse can clean these streets
sanity of sainthood may work for some
heartbeat, mercy, light to the living
bright shines to the wise of heart,
truth of the streets, fools of sin,
degenerate, inherit the wind
while, the unkind play games and meddle
light living light women peddle, spread rose petals
in alleyways around cobblestones for the ceremony
the beauty is a crime, time will tell
the way she once believed in me
her talk of tramps in the big free city
while, swelling souls sip organic teas
gentle teardrops on their cheeks
the secrets, the beliefs are all they own
while, the degenerate sits sad in the dunce corner
I feel the heart beat of the streets beneath my feet
re-tarted with tiny self-made, DIY problems
while, coal car R.R. bums, spange for whiskey
gothic vamps disappear into the alley
big butt with black-lipstick smiles, stone junkie magic
night street-walk devotion, for a suck
pussy-slut blessing, for the lonely john of depression
while squatter drunk outlaws know it so well
soulful radio voices resonate the street from car window beats
while, pretty boys drink loving cups of psychedelic sin
living in the day dream of oral fixation
wearing pantyhose, glass free-base blowjob
heart break is my room mate now short on the rent
while, petty prophets carry crosses, preach glory
on street corners with guilt ridden heart aches
without the thoughts of all the contradictions
while, newsboys spread rumors and drops of dirty dreams
street musicians do renditions of jimmie rodgers
while, I listen to this yodeling street scene
living in 1937 is safe, it's already happened
come on whisper in my ear, tell me about old-time music
"live your own time, child, sing about your own time"
thinking with what I have been given,
light to the living

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