Journal, News, Guests by Jim Fitting
Which day is earth day?
Day 1:
what was the day I landed? When did I become unstuck in time?
Hell, the first time I read Slaughter House Five. Or somewhere between the Ides of March and April is the cruelest month. I don't know, you can call tax day eve national day for climate change; just remeber what Kilgore Trout said: wear blue for the satelitte photo, and if the Vermont tuxedo is late and you miss the band, another event is scheduled very soon. Guys will ride all the way to Tierra Del Fuego (just to let you know)...
Day 2:
The guy who's supposed to ride to Tierra Del Fuego slips on Sean's stairs and breaks his toe. Billy Pilgrim lands on Tralfamador. Dick Cheney opens his mouth. So it goes...
Day 3:
I have the day off.
YESSS!
The gig is at Hi-n-Dry.
Rose Polenzani is the headliner, and we're settin' up as many microphones as we fuckin' like. Thanks Bill.
Did I mention Day 4 started about 9:15 PM?
that was then and now Montana Wildhack is in the crowd and it's Saturday night and I love Hi-n-Dry. Five floors up and the world spinning round. I'm the fool on the hill.
Rarin' to go and get unstuck in time again...
waitin' for every body to pee and then play Where the river meets the sea...because when we recorded that with Rose and Jordan last spring, that at times was some of our best moments together. And now they are caught in the amber of some digital memory. ( no it ain't memorex ). Listening back is almost like being unstuck, Ya dig?
Earth day indeed. It was so much fun you'd think we were in a tent. Thanks to all you folks who came up the stairs Karen and John, Katie and Dave Bill and Laurie. Yo.
Rose had Ry on the floor playing toy piano. Dinty was on Kalimba and Dan Kellar was playing vibes. I played a few notes on piano but those don't really count. It's all about findin' the sweet ones on the Hohner. and oh dear when will that CD be heard? It sure sounded good on tax day eve, Rose dear. It was a Song of the stars with Soft parts. Push me if I snore, and Sasparilla too.
Well there's not many nights I can say I was hit in the head by a toy piano or even sang about locusts. The heavy gelato man's comin' down the street. Sean's singin' about heaven; and Dinty and Mark are discussin' Born Again. (Spooky@!). So John Brown took us home.
Day 5:
Waitin' for a nor'easter to arrive.
Day 6:
That day was a Monday with nothin' but rain and bad news. Patriot's day indeed.
So, really what day was tax day? Tuesday! Are we back at the Lizard Lounge?
Day 7:
yes, waitin' for that good looking group of fans to arrive. And they sure did, lookin' swell. Must have paid their taxes on time. Tom Dube was tweakin' the knobs, and we sang about them taxes: 'the farmer is the Man'...and so is Mr. Ohu; Joe Seiders brought him down to take off Dinty's Romeos!
It is sad to mention that in the wake of Don Ho's recent passing, Mr. Ohu will be relocating to Hawaii on a semi-permanent basis. Tiny bubbles, here he comes... but sadder still to note Kurt Vonnegut has become completely unstuck, he who recommended sitting and having a lemonade, very highly. And taking the time to say: "if this isn't nice I don't know what is." So let's have a lemonade. Thanks for Saturday night. Hi-n-Dry y'all, and coming down to the lizard too. To watch the grey monkey show or whatever it is we do. Man if this isn't nice I don't know what is.
So it goes..
what was the day I landed? When did I become unstuck in time?
Hell, the first time I read Slaughter House Five. Or somewhere between the Ides of March and April is the cruelest month. I don't know, you can call tax day eve national day for climate change; just remeber what Kilgore Trout said: wear blue for the satelitte photo, and if the Vermont tuxedo is late and you miss the band, another event is scheduled very soon. Guys will ride all the way to Tierra Del Fuego (just to let you know)...
Day 2:
The guy who's supposed to ride to Tierra Del Fuego slips on Sean's stairs and breaks his toe. Billy Pilgrim lands on Tralfamador. Dick Cheney opens his mouth. So it goes...
Day 3:
I have the day off.
YESSS!
The gig is at Hi-n-Dry.
Rose Polenzani is the headliner, and we're settin' up as many microphones as we fuckin' like. Thanks Bill.
Did I mention Day 4 started about 9:15 PM?
that was then and now Montana Wildhack is in the crowd and it's Saturday night and I love Hi-n-Dry. Five floors up and the world spinning round. I'm the fool on the hill.
Rarin' to go and get unstuck in time again...
waitin' for every body to pee and then play Where the river meets the sea...because when we recorded that with Rose and Jordan last spring, that at times was some of our best moments together. And now they are caught in the amber of some digital memory. ( no it ain't memorex ). Listening back is almost like being unstuck, Ya dig?
Earth day indeed. It was so much fun you'd think we were in a tent. Thanks to all you folks who came up the stairs Karen and John, Katie and Dave Bill and Laurie. Yo.
Rose had Ry on the floor playing toy piano. Dinty was on Kalimba and Dan Kellar was playing vibes. I played a few notes on piano but those don't really count. It's all about findin' the sweet ones on the Hohner. and oh dear when will that CD be heard? It sure sounded good on tax day eve, Rose dear. It was a Song of the stars with Soft parts. Push me if I snore, and Sasparilla too.
Well there's not many nights I can say I was hit in the head by a toy piano or even sang about locusts. The heavy gelato man's comin' down the street. Sean's singin' about heaven; and Dinty and Mark are discussin' Born Again. (Spooky@!). So John Brown took us home.
Day 5:
Waitin' for a nor'easter to arrive.
Day 6:
That day was a Monday with nothin' but rain and bad news. Patriot's day indeed.
So, really what day was tax day? Tuesday! Are we back at the Lizard Lounge?
Day 7:
yes, waitin' for that good looking group of fans to arrive. And they sure did, lookin' swell. Must have paid their taxes on time. Tom Dube was tweakin' the knobs, and we sang about them taxes: 'the farmer is the Man'...and so is Mr. Ohu; Joe Seiders brought him down to take off Dinty's Romeos!
It is sad to mention that in the wake of Don Ho's recent passing, Mr. Ohu will be relocating to Hawaii on a semi-permanent basis. Tiny bubbles, here he comes... but sadder still to note Kurt Vonnegut has become completely unstuck, he who recommended sitting and having a lemonade, very highly. And taking the time to say: "if this isn't nice I don't know what is." So let's have a lemonade. Thanks for Saturday night. Hi-n-Dry y'all, and coming down to the lizard too. To watch the grey monkey show or whatever it is we do. Man if this isn't nice I don't know what is.
So it goes..
