Thanks for the plug, PJR!
Here's some other recent song-poems, available elsewhere:
"Black Crow's Brother" by Will Dockery & Gini Woolfolk:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WxO1RAYTIFA
"Red Lipped Stranger":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qBhcN1WK144
"She Sleeps Tight" with Sandy Madaris:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9uGY157cpiU
"Waking Up Now":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8_Yp-dIPCY
"Under The Radar" with Eileen d'Esterno:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEQDFMNcgLA
--
New poetry & music recordings by Will Dockery
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Simply lovely mirrorings of the prevalent regime.
Fuck you too, my brain dead brothers.
Most of those who claim to be poets nowadays, and many of the artists
in other media, really
only need a coroner's report to confirm their prior demise. That's it.
That's all there is.
R.M.
I couldn't agree more, Robert... fucken basterds.
--
2010 is Very Weird (notes by Will Dockery)
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=39701667&blogId=523707975
> Goober Dockery, always compelled to quack something, quacked:
>
> > Robert Morpheal wrote:
> >
> > > Most of those who claim to be poets nowadays,
> > > and many of the artists in other media, really
> > > only need a coroner's report to confirm their
> > > prior demise. That's it. That's all there is.
> >
> >
> > I couldn't agree more, Robert... fucken basterds.
>
>
> Got it. "They" are forkin' bastids.
>
> So what are you gonna do about it, Dockery? Morpheal?
Cry tears into their beers.
--
Cm~
"I win."
- Goober Dockery
getting nowhere,
gaining nothing,
again.
hey cat-s-soar-us might i intice you to check this out?....something
tells me you shall enjoy this tidbit...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CfjOZQ0FSE
if do not then oops, me bad...but i don't think so...
That's right, you were the one who once wrote "Hank was a poet, too.",
as I recall, Barbie:
http://groups.google.com/group/alt.music.lyrics/browse_thread/thread/3a0b45d6b9ecae8d
> > There's at least one good post from Barbie where she expounds on her love of Country music, and calls it poetry...
>
> I remember a bit of that: how she'd defend her poetry writing to her
> redneck friends by telling them, "Well, Hank Williams was a poet,
> too." Profoundly true; probably the most such comment best she's ever
> made on usenet.
Well, yeah, though she probably wouldn't dare make such a statement
today.
That post is worth reposting, where she brings in Tom T. Hall and
Merle
Haggard songs as examples of great poetry:
http://www.guitartablab.com/forums/showthread.php?t=12154
From: Barbara's Cat (c...@127.0.0.1)
Subject: Re: National Poetry Month - April 29, 2004: What lovely
locomotion!
View: Complete Thread (8 articles)
Original Format
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Date: 2004-04-29 07:15:41 PST
There are so many candidates for your subject-of-the-day, how can I
choose
just one? Well, I'm going to present Tom T. Hall, one of the greatest
(IMHO)
song/poem/story writers that have ever lived. You might remember a
song he
wrote titled "Harper Vally P.T.A.", a No. 1 hit on the country music
charts
in 1968 that was sung by Jeannie C. Riley.
Here are two songs that I think are, in their own way, poetry. The
first
one, "I Love", was a No. 1 hit in 1973 (it also made the pop charts
that
same year). The other, "The Year that Clayton Delaney Died", was No. 1
in
1971.
I LOVE
I love little baby ducks,
old pick-up trucks,
slow-moving trains,
and rain.
I love little country streams,
sleep without dreams,
Sunday school in May,
and hay.
And I love you too.
I love leaves in the wind,
pictures of my friends,
birds in the world,
and squirrels.
I love coffee in a cup,
little fuzzy pups,
bourbon in a glass,
and grass.
And I love you too.
I love honest open smiles,
kisses from a child,
tomatoes on the vine,
and onions.
I love winners when they cry,
losers when they try,
music when it's good,
and life.
And I love you too.
- Tom T. Hall
THE YEAR THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED
I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died.
They said for the last two weeks that he suffered and cried.
It made a big impression on me, although I was a barefoot kid.
They said he got religion at the end and I'm glad that he did.
Clayton was the best guitar picker in our town.
I thought he was a hero and I used to follow Clayton around.
I often wondered why Clayton, who seemed so good to me,
never took his guitar and made it down in Tenn-o-see.
Well, Daddy said he drank a lot, but I could never understand.
I knew he used to pick up in Ohio with a five-piece band.
Clayton used to tell me, "Son you better put that old guitar away,
there ain't no money in it, it'll lead you to an early grave."
I guess if I'd admit it, Clayton taught me how to drink booze.
I can see him half-stoned a-pickin' out the lovesick blues.
When Clayton died I made him a promise, I was gonna carry on somehow
I'd give a hundred dollars if he could only see me now.
I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died.
Nobody ever knew it but I went out in the woods and I cried.
Well, I know there's a lotta big preachers that know a lot more than
I
do, but it could be that the good Lord likes a little pickin' too.
Yeah, I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died.
- Tom T. Hall
I hope you enjoyed this post.
Cm~
----
Oh, yeah... of course "we" did, Barbie.
<snip silly jealous rants>
> So what are you gonna do about it, Dockery? Morpheal?
I've laid mine on the table... I call their bluff, Fred.
look...are you guys gonna listen to a really cool version of steves
version of townes "to live is to die" or not? i promise there is a
antidote if you get bit....what the hell......dang...?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CfjOZQ0FSE
now go listen to this-this instant...
i forgot...you guys are poets...that means you can't relate lyrics to
their musical entity...damn shame man....
but here anyway: "to live is to fly"
To live is to fly townes van zandt
Won’t say I love you, babe,
Won’t say I need you, babe,
But I’m gonna get you babe
And I will not do you wrong.
Living’s mostly wasting time
And I’ll waste my share of mine
But it never feels to good,
So let’s don’t take too long.
Well you’re soft as glass
And i’m a gentle man;
And we got the sky to talk about
And the earth to lie upon.
Days, up and down they come
Like rain on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some
But don’t turn none away.
Everything is not enough
And nothin’ is too much to bear.
Where you been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there.
Well to lives to fly
All low and high,
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes.
It’s goodbye to all my friends
It’s time to go again
Think of all the poetry
And the pickin’ down the line
I’ll miss the system here
The bottom’s low
And the treble’s clear
But it don’t pay to think too much
On things you leave behind.
Well I may be gone
But it won’t be long
I will be a’bringin’ back the melody
And rhythm that I find.
We all got holes to fill
And them holes are all that’s real.
And some fall on you like a storm,
Sometimes you dig your own.
The choice is yours to make,
And time is yours to take;
Some dive into the sea,
Some toil upon the stone.
Well to lives to fly
All low and high,
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes;
Well shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eyes.
Heh... it probably goes without saying that I love the Townes, =z=,
and it is duly noted... going over there there-here-instant to have a
look-see & listen.
Hope you had a Happy Festivus & a Merry Boxing Day, pal!
--
"Red Lipped Stranger & other stories" by Will Dockery:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> On Dec 27, 4:28 pm, Barbara's Cat <"Where's the Sestina, Barbie?>
> wrote:
>>
>> Cry tears into their beers.
>
> That's right, you were the one who once wrote "Hank was a poet, too.",
> as I recall, Barbie:
So what's wrong with Hank Williams's work, in your opinion, Dreckery?
He certainly has as much claim to be considered a poet as Cash, Dylan
or Cohen, and far more claim than talentless droners like you.
<...>
> - Tom T. Hall
I know nothing about Tom T Hall, but Cat's post has encouraged me to
take an interest in him. The quoted somg lyrics are certainly 100,000%
better than any of yours.
--
PJR :-)
I never wrote that there was anything wrong with HW's work, PJR.
--
"Red Lipped Stranger & other stories" by Will Dockery:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> On Jan 1, 2:58 pm, Peter J Ross <p...@example.invalid> wrote:
>>Will Dockery wrote:
>> > On Dec 27, 4:28 pm, Barbara's Cat <"Where's the Sestina, Barbie?>
>> > wrote:
>>
>> >> Cry tears into their beers.
>>
>> > That's right, you were the one who once wrote "Hank was a poet, too.",
>> > as I recall, Barbie:
>>
>> So what's wrong with Hank Williams's work
>
> I never wrote that there was anything wrong with HW's work, PJR.
So you agree with Cat, while presenting the opinion you agree with as
if it were ludicrous.
Well, I can understand why you might suspect that any opinion you
agree with is likely to be ludicrous.
I didn't write that I did.
--
New poetry & music recordings by Will Dockery
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> Peter J Ross <p...@example.invalid> wrote:
>>Will Dockery wrote:
>> On Dec 27, 4:28 pm, Barbara's Cat <"Where's the Sestina, Barbie?> wrote:
>>
>> >> >> Cry tears into their beers.
>>
>> >> > That's right, you were the one who once wrote "Hank was a poet, too.",
>> >> > as I recall, Barbie:
>>
>> >> So what's wrong with Hank Williams's work
>>
>> > I never wrote that there was anything wrong with HW's work, PJR.
>>
>> So you agree with Cat
>
> I didn't write that I did.
So you agree with Cat.
Is it the use of a disyllabic verb that's confusing you?
(This could take some time, folks.)
Perhaps, perhaps not.
--
"Red Lipped Stranger":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qBhcN1WK144
New poetry & music recordings by Will Dockery
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> Peter J Ross <p...@example.invalid> wrote:
>>Will Dockery wrote:
>>> On Dec 27, 4:28 pm, Barbara's Cat <"Where's the Sestina, Barbie?> wrote:
>>
>> >> >> >> Cry tears into their beers.
>>
>> >> >> > That's right, you were the one who once wrote "Hank was a poet, too.",
>> >> >> > as I recall, Barbie:
>>
>> >> >> So what's wrong with Hank Williams's work
>>
>> >> > I never wrote that there was anything wrong with HW's work, PJR.
>>
>> >> So you agree with Cat
>>
>> > I didn't write that I did.
>>
>> So you agree with Cat.
>
> Perhaps, perhaps not.
So you may or may not agree with what you wrote a few minutes ago.
That's right.
Don't be stupid. (At least try not to.) It's quite possible to like
Hank Williams' songs without considering them "poetry." It's even
possible to like Tom T. Hall's songs without considering them
"poetry." Understand?
The same could even be said about other great songwriters, perhaps.
--
Agreed. Some people even say it about Jim Morrison. 8D
Hmmm... deja vu...