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Song of the Day — Bonnie Rideout

March 31, 2010
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This song blows me away.  Completely.  Enough to break protocol and post a repeat of an artist I posted before.  Some of you won’t like this so much.  Bummer for you.  Some of you will sit in adoration with every last note, like I do.

A couple of verbal notes before you get the musical ones:

I like fiddle.

I like Scottish music.

I don’t know shit about either.  I just like them.

I can give the musician a couple of minutes at the beginning of the song to set the mood.  In fact, I appreciate being led in to the good stuff.

I am post-call.  Punch drunk from lack of sleep.  And a slut for catharsis at times like these.

In the first five minutes, Bonnie Rideout uses a special magicked fiddle that attaches psychically to my spine and makes it shudder.  Some of the notes resonate up to my lacrimal glands and squeeze them.  Is it cheating to use a magical instrument?  YES.  But I don’t care.  Its mystic chords stretch me in beautiful agony.*

After stretching me with longing, she snaps me back with a jig.  A jig!  Not a clue how she does this, but it works, it works, and I end this bungee jump of a song with still spine, dormant lacrimal gland, and a big grin.

Purser’s Air_Fishing Off Eilean Na H’airde_Drinan Jig

*Apologies for stealing then abusing this phrase from Abraham Lincoln’s equally magicked First Inaugural Address.

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Song of the Day — Johnny Cash

March 30, 2010
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What?  No Johnny Cash yet?  Impossible!  Maybe this wasn’t his biggest hit, but this is the song that captures what I love about this man’s music.  A bit of horns, epic western sensibility, vibrato guitar, and everything as bass-like as his voice.  (I was always surprised, though, that Dewey Cox didn’t sue him for copyright infringement of “Guilty As Charged.”  I guess that must have been the beginning of Cox’s lost years.)

(Ghost) Riders In The Sky


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Dame of the Day

March 30, 2010
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This bit of a chat between “Dame Edna” and Scott Simon still brings the naughtiest of laughs from somewhere deep down inside me.   If understated and HORRIBLY inappropriate is your cup of tea, well, grab the biscuits and have a seat.  Here’s a pot we can share.

A Bit of a Chat with Dame Edna


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Song of the Day — Marvin Gaye

March 29, 2010
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Hello, operator?  I’ve got a problem with my oven.  I need you to come right over.

Don’t forget the silk handcuffs.

And the lime jello.

And the duck costume.  You know I love the duck costume.

Hurry.

Sexual Healing


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Liner Note — Lucinda Williams

March 28, 2010
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The first song to appear on this blog is the most important.  While I’ll give Lennon and McCartney the prize for best songwriter(s) of all time, best lyricist is still up for grabs.  Many of us would tag superstars like Bob Dylan, or poets like Leonard Cohen for this honor, but my favorite darkhorse candidate is:

Lucinda Williams.

Those of you on whom I inflict Facebook postings may have noticed a certain obsession I have with her.  It is so deserved.  The pathos of “Side of the Road”, for instance, rivals anything Dylan ever wrote, and is more subtle to boot.

Words

This song, though… Such an abstract subject.  Not really about love or human relationships, or life’s twists and turns.  Yet, my God, she loves her words so much, and clearly they are the one constant relationship in her life.

I’d love to know if it’s just me.  Listening to her sing this as I gather my own words, a literary shepherd, I STILL get chills.  I don’t need company, but it would be gratifying to know whether anyone out there agrees.


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At the End of the Block, Turn Write

March 28, 2010
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I’ve been out of the swamp for a while now, and out of the post-swamp storm, and yet this blog stays skeletal.  Not acceptable.  I have a couple of real things gestating, but not ready for an out-of-womb experience.  So.  All the experts say write every day, and I do, but it feels less satisfying than posting.

Therefore, guess what?  I’ll post CRAP for a while!  WOOHOO!  Or, I should say, maybe it won’t be crap but it will certainly be unpolished and two-dimensional at best.  And YOU, dear reader, will wade through it because you never know just where the chuckle might be, or just when something real will hit you.

Oh, boy!  Why didn’t I think of this before?  Like in Julie and Julia, when she writes about calling in sick to work.  And people keep coming back. This will be that part in the film Nick and The Knicks.

Can’t tell you how exciting this idea is.  So liberating.

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I’ll start with liner notes.  AND, I’ll recycle past posts to do so.  Wow.  Hello Americans, I am one of you.

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OK, seriously?  I can’t take the guilt of complete laziness.  I am — mostly — joking.  Here’s the deal:

1) I’ll throw a bunch of stuff against the wall and see what sticks.  Not true crap — I’m not THAT brave — but not necessarily fleshed out.

2) “Song of the Day” started as filler — a way to have something worthwhile posted every day even when I’m on call or lost in the swamp.  However, the playlist that has formed in the “Nickolepsy” folder in my iTunes has blossomed — er, accreted — into something interesting.  So, I want to make sure that anyone who might like one or another of these songs has a clue about what might be worthwhile to him or her and what is not worth downloading.  Thus, the liner notes.  With new links to the same music.

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Enough.  Let’s go back to the beginning…


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Song of the Day — Elvis Presley

March 28, 2010
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This one is for anyone who was born on May 23, 1957:

All Shook Up


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Not With a Bang, Not With a Whimper

March 27, 2010
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This article is for those who either currently have or used to have parents.  I pray never to be thankful to have read it.  I also pray someday to use sentences with less complicated grammar.  If I have to choose, I’ll take the never in the future being thankful to have read it in the past of that future.

Hah!

Anyway, Jonathan Rauch’s account of his father’s decline and its effect on his life is both human and eloquent.  He spends time on Betty Friedan and The Feminine Mystique that he might have used on the modern history of caregiving and The 36 Hour Day, but I guess that reinforces his point that sometimes we don’t even know what help we need.  Such a worthwhile article to read, even if you are lucky enough never to go through what he or his father did.

Letting Go of My Father


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Song of the Day — Country Joe and the Fish

March 27, 2010
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This is still the peak of musical irony.

Fixin’ To Die Rag


Song of the Day — Bonnie Rideout

March 26, 2010
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Scottish fiddle virtuosity?  Check.  Tabla rhythm?  Check.  I have found a new love, and her name is Bonnie Rideout.

Grant’s Rant_the Brownhaird Daughter_Innes of Sandsides’_The Gentle Milkmaid_Stuart’s Rant


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