Exasperated and Worn
Fourth poem in Mendocino Blues ’17. It is what the title says. Just a short poem of being tired and beaten down but still in the fight.
For Roscoe Holcomb, Vocals Banjo
Fifth poem for Mendocino Blues
This is about Roscoe Holcomb one of the most transcendental, high pitched, claw finger banjo and guitar players discovered by accident in the Kentucky hills. One of the most moving musicians found in those early years of the 60s when people were searching our mountains for singers and story tellers who connected us back to Scotland and Ireland to the folk songs older than folk.
Mendocino Blues
These are the first set of poems for a re-edited version with new poems, poems deleted and poems perfected. I hope you find something of the heart, the spirit in my poetry. It is alive.New recordings, edited and new poems out the life of Southern traveler, alone, searching out life in every avenue and spring, ocean side and old oak forests, redwood and ferns, lazy mountains, love on fire, the soul, life itself and what it is when the spirit rises
In A Silent…
Children of the Manticore (morning song with two pianos)
This has gone through a dozen transformations from five piece down to two. I was happy with two. Each piano has two different programming techniques. Each note is played. I started on it yesterday, slept, and returned to the piano when I woke up, drinking cardamom tea, so it is radically transformed from what it was in the first four to 11 styles, playing, instruments, everything. Manticore is from Emerson, Lake and Palmer. I have written many dedications to Keith Emerson who we lost last year along with Greg Lake. I attribute their entire work to introducing a generation to modern classical music as well as prog rock. I hope you feel the dedication to an artistic idol in this 8 minute work. Love. Peace. Hope. To all, peace love
Destroying Angel
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Thinking about Keith Emerson, the glory, the vibe, the darkness that consumed his brilliance and left such wonder and beauty behind for us all.
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