Author Archives: JRL

Hello Dali

Posted on September 9, 2003 by

cast andrew wyeth pablo picasso salvador dali georgia o’keefe francis bacon THE ACTION TAKES PLACE IN A COFFEE SHOP IN MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE SCENE ONE AS THE LIGHTS COME UP, WE SEE WYETH, PICASSO, AND BACON SITTING AROUND A 50′s STYLE … Continue reading →

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Like the World Does Not Know

Posted on September 9, 2003 by

If all the world would find you lacking grace and see in every thought and act some fault, behind the smile that lights up your sweet face discovering some dark and bitter vault, if some belittle and would treat you … Continue reading →

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Primary Colors

Posted on September 9, 2003 by

You can’t trust the politicians, but they’re really not to blame ’cause we give them what they work with, handing over without shame all the best of our intentions and worst of our desires, all the evils we won’t mention … Continue reading →

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Half Way Home

Posted on September 9, 2003 by

My last post about the hurricanes reminded me of a song that I wrote back when I was in what I might call my Kris Kristofferson phase. I was outlaw country, I guess, and had a lot of friends who … Continue reading →

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Through Hurricane Glasses

Posted on September 9, 2003 by

All these years spent riding the eye of the storm, at the edge of the wind and the rain, ahead of the weather, before it could form, you’d think patterns would make themselves plain. But the nature of the cyclone … Continue reading →

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The Status Quo

Posted on September 8, 2003 by

I hate a Roman named Status Quo!, He said to me. Fill your eyes with wonder, He said, live as if you’d drop dead In ten seconds. See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream Made or paid for … Continue reading →

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Music and me (again)

Posted on September 7, 2003 by

For so many years my life has been defined by the Music I’ve wanted to create. Each time I get disgusted, and lay down the guitar (or bass or piano or whatever primary chording instrument I’m using at the time), … Continue reading →

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Mightier Than the Sword

Posted on September 7, 2003 by

My pen and paper ‘gainst your sword and shield We both draw blood on the same battlefield It’s a war of ideas, and some of them proud None of them dare speak their motives out loud My own revolution turned … Continue reading →

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Nothing of the Fall

Posted on September 7, 2003 by

Spring doesn’t know summer It’s just risen from the dead After all that time in winter It would rather play instead Spring doesn’t know summer But it gets there anyway Every stormy April morning Leads to afternoon in May But … Continue reading →

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Into Independence Blues

Posted on September 6, 2003 by

Feelin’ in my bones I just can’t shake these lonesome blues Standin’ at the crossroads thinkin’ either way I lose If I leave that girl in Birmingham the fault will just be mine But things will be no better done … Continue reading →

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