1 If I’m In Luck I Might Get Picked Up
2 Walkin Up the Road
3 Anti Love Song
4 Your Man My Man
5 Ooh Yeah
6 Steppin In Her I. Miller Shoes
7 Game Is My Middle Name
8 In the Meantime
9 Come Take Me (Previously Unreleased Bonus Track, 1974)
10 You Won’t See Me In the Morning (Previously Unreleased Bonus Track, 1974)
11 I Will Take That Ride (Previously Unreleased Bonus Track, 1974)
Rest in peace. 💛
“Bird, why do you sing?
Fate has clipped your wings.”
Read Gaelynn on keeping inner demons at bay.
Thank you Derek Davey for introducing me to this artist.
Another track written by the brilliant Curtis Mayfield (who was just 20 at the time) and released as a single on Okeh in December 1963.
Penned by Curtis Mayfield, from the group’s near-flawless album, Not Me (Cameo, 1963).
“Melancholy, being a kind of vacatio, separation of soul from body, bestowed the gift of clairvoyance and premonition. In the classifications of the Middle Ages, melancholy was included among the seven forms of vacatio, along with sleep, fainting, and solitude. The state of vacatio is characterized by a labile link between soul and body which makes the soul more independent with regard to the sensible world and allows it to neglect its physical matrix in order, in some way, better to attend to its own business.”
— Ioan P. Couliano, from Eros and Magic in the Renaissance
Cover of the Ronnie Earl/Mighty Sam McClain blues/soul classic – this is a tremendous bootleg recorded on 24 October 2006 at Rio Theatre, Santa Cruz.
A demo recorded circa 1968, but only released in 1995 on the album Rolled Gold (label: Dig The Fuzz Records).
swells and pounds me
I know nothing (now that I know you)
My face goes blank
My eyes go open gates
and the world can go (in them)
it can make us wealthy
and take away
I hold nothing (now that I hold you)
There’s no place to use our money where we live
The generous world suggests we live generously
so we lay
under low wide branches
of the oldest tree on the dune
or in the hay
where we will stay for so long without moving
that the careful birds finally relax
and make black nests in your black hair
and find ants walking around my unmoving feet
and we will only notice this play of the world
(that long moss is growing on us)
(that that wind has rewritten us)
(the give and take not stopping ever)
for only a moment
and then, having briefly noticed,
let the world roll on
through open gates
In a generous way
I give long walks to the dogs
I put commas and periods in song
I give closed eye to the day
I give peace to the long decay
(we do not need to fear dying)
— Written by Phil Elvrum, from the 2005 Mount Eerie album, “No Flashlight”: Songs of the Fulfilled Night