Tag Archives: commitment

Here is the Crossroads

Here is the crossroads where you finally know you’re too old to say you’ll die young. It’s early summer; fall’s on the horizon. Your spring has most definitely sprung. It’s not about giving up on your wild days, but some … Continue reading

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Burning Down

If you ain’t got your thing together, what is it that you want with mine? If you ain’t got your thing together, what is it that you’ll do with mine? We’re running ’round in circles, and you’re running out of … Continue reading

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Along for the Ride

There are times when I’m determined (or at least, some times I feel) that my life should find its purpose in constructing something real: an edifice in marble, some landmark of stone and steel, so that my passing leaves some … Continue reading

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The Honkytonk Manifesto

Real country music is not defined by its performers, recording studios or media labels. It is not a style of music so much as it is the embodiment of a way of life. Real country music’s appeal is universal because … Continue reading

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Words Burst the Thirteen Open

“I have nothing to say and I am saying it; that is poetry.” — Thirteen Words, John Cage What it is or was mulled over like cheap wine we drank although we didn’t know it and so we called our … Continue reading

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Numerology

When I reach the age of Elvis crucified, two years and small change from now, I shall have been 33 years a missionary: singing love songs to the deaf; painting pictures for the blind; copying manuscript parts to hand out … Continue reading

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God is a Lonely Whore

I am so in love although I have never seen; my eyes are full of things my heart denies me: colored visions wrought in the language of amour, the word made flesh in the weak metaphor of wretched, babbling men … Continue reading

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