Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Cruisin To the 919
Well, in just 48 hours, I'll be touching down in good 'ole Raleigh,N.C. This weekend I'll be recording the vocal tracks on the final 5(of 13) tracks on my "debut" record, tentatively entitled, "Trailer Park Angel". I've already placed the rediculously extravagant wine order, which my "producer", friend and brother, Jack Cornell, always has tastefully displayed at the 'studio', waiting for my arrival. Just a spoonful of this "sugar", greatly helps the rock and roll go down.
The plan is to then follow the band("Terry Anderson and The Olympic Ass-kickin Team") over to their gig in Asheville,on Saturday, then return to Raleigh and record,drink, play most of Sunday. Now if you can think of a better way to live this weekend, please let me know...and before you "crack wise", I'll be probably doin that too!
The plan is to then follow the band("Terry Anderson and The Olympic Ass-kickin Team") over to their gig in Asheville,on Saturday, then return to Raleigh and record,drink, play most of Sunday. Now if you can think of a better way to live this weekend, please let me know...and before you "crack wise", I'll be probably doin that too!
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Morning Dove Momma
For the last several weeks, a morning dove has made her nest on top of a gutter, underneath the overhang of the front of my house. I've said good morning to her daily and she has pretty much ignored me(story of my life).
But this fine morning, as I opened my front door, I was greeted by not one-but 2 morning doves! The blessed event must have occurred last night--and dang the little one seems to come out pretty darn big(or perhaps it's been there for alot longer than I have realized-since I have been drinking some pretty good wine of late).
So I said good morning to the newbie morning dove...and. you guessed it-he ignored me.
But this fine morning, as I opened my front door, I was greeted by not one-but 2 morning doves! The blessed event must have occurred last night--and dang the little one seems to come out pretty darn big(or perhaps it's been there for alot longer than I have realized-since I have been drinking some pretty good wine of late).
So I said good morning to the newbie morning dove...and. you guessed it-he ignored me.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Memorial Day 2007
On this Memorial Day, I sobered up long enough to summon the courage to go through a box of my father's old letters that I received upon his death, to pay my respects for his service in what was probably the only justifiable war that this country participated in since it's inception.
My father was Canadian, but served in the U.S. Army and was actually one of the first boys who hit the beach at Normandy,when he was barely 22. Although he survived that war, a very large part of him died, as a result of what he experienced. The man I came to know growing up was very, very different from the man whose youthful letters I now can only bring myself to read on very rare occassions. As noble as his service was and as necessasry as that war was, it left him forever a very damaged person. I don't have such an excuse.
Unlike my generation, his did not have the luxury to think about 'personal growth' and the pursuit of trivial personal thrills. They survived poverty during the Great Depression, then went off to fight in a horrifying War and then came home largely shattered and broke. The post-War letter I've photographed begins,"I suppose that I am just as happy as all other discharged veterens,but coming home has been no picnic for me...."
The fact that I cannot even begin to conceive of his experience tells you everything you need to know about myself as well as my father, Leonard Warren.
While looking through the box of letters, I came across a song he must have written nearly 67 years ago:
"Moonlit University"
I've been inspired by the moonlite
To write
A song about a night
We Spent together at old T.U.
Remember
Moonlit University, Dear
When we two found each other's arms
It started as a love song
One that could never end.
It was a year ago tonight
We had to part
Why did we have to fight
I loved you from the start
Moonlit University,Dear
I can't forget
I want to get
Another chance with you
My Dad was an accountant who would go nuts if I accidentally dropped a glass off of the table. I sure wish I would have gotten to better know the man who wrote "Moonlit University". But I am forever in his debt and in the debt of your fathers, grand fathers, brothers, mothers, sisters, friends and lovers who also gave up their lives at home to go to serve a cause greater than themselves. On behalf of selfish pricks like me everywhere throughout this great land on this Memorial Day: Thank you.
My father was Canadian, but served in the U.S. Army and was actually one of the first boys who hit the beach at Normandy,when he was barely 22. Although he survived that war, a very large part of him died, as a result of what he experienced. The man I came to know growing up was very, very different from the man whose youthful letters I now can only bring myself to read on very rare occassions. As noble as his service was and as necessasry as that war was, it left him forever a very damaged person. I don't have such an excuse.
Unlike my generation, his did not have the luxury to think about 'personal growth' and the pursuit of trivial personal thrills. They survived poverty during the Great Depression, then went off to fight in a horrifying War and then came home largely shattered and broke. The post-War letter I've photographed begins,"I suppose that I am just as happy as all other discharged veterens,but coming home has been no picnic for me...."
The fact that I cannot even begin to conceive of his experience tells you everything you need to know about myself as well as my father, Leonard Warren.
While looking through the box of letters, I came across a song he must have written nearly 67 years ago:
"Moonlit University"
I've been inspired by the moonlite
To write
A song about a night
We Spent together at old T.U.
Remember
Moonlit University, Dear
When we two found each other's arms
It started as a love song
One that could never end.
It was a year ago tonight
We had to part
Why did we have to fight
I loved you from the start
Moonlit University,Dear
I can't forget
I want to get
Another chance with you
My Dad was an accountant who would go nuts if I accidentally dropped a glass off of the table. I sure wish I would have gotten to better know the man who wrote "Moonlit University". But I am forever in his debt and in the debt of your fathers, grand fathers, brothers, mothers, sisters, friends and lovers who also gave up their lives at home to go to serve a cause greater than themselves. On behalf of selfish pricks like me everywhere throughout this great land on this Memorial Day: Thank you.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Uh...is This Thingy On?
Ok, so I have blog envy.
Every day, I read my buddy, Terry Anderson's("whassupta.blogspot.com")blog like the damn funny papers and I wanna be jus lahk heeymn! His blog is so damn cool and funny and looks awesome, that the Myspace Blog I enter occassionally just did not give me, uh...how you say?...Satisfaction!
So lookout,darlin. I'm gonna see ifn I can keep up with T-fid by comin over to this blog.spot world.
I'm hoping to have my "Debut" record completed in the next month or so and, as soon as I can figure out how, intend to start putting some of it over the 'Net free. Meantime, I'll keep an on going account here of all the crazthy...er, I mean Swazey, ups and downs along the way that probably no one but me will ever read or care much about.
Now gonna see if I can figure out hhow to upload some stuff for yas.
Stay tuned...back after this short break.
Every day, I read my buddy, Terry Anderson's("whassupta.blogspot.com")blog like the damn funny papers and I wanna be jus lahk heeymn! His blog is so damn cool and funny and looks awesome, that the Myspace Blog I enter occassionally just did not give me, uh...how you say?...Satisfaction!
So lookout,darlin. I'm gonna see ifn I can keep up with T-fid by comin over to this blog.spot world.
I'm hoping to have my "Debut" record completed in the next month or so and, as soon as I can figure out how, intend to start putting some of it over the 'Net free. Meantime, I'll keep an on going account here of all the crazthy...er, I mean Swazey, ups and downs along the way that probably no one but me will ever read or care much about.
Now gonna see if I can figure out hhow to upload some stuff for yas.
Stay tuned...back after this short break.
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