Filed under:General — eric @ 10:05 am

We flock to you
like dull, useless knives to a steel
And when it rains it pours
I said when it rains it pours
And you act like meat
you’re bound to get cut
I guess that seems so sad
and it’s not even your choice
I’ve got rosemary in one hand
and the bedpost in the other
well, so what. I bit off a little bit much
I almost choked on it
go home and get your car young man
and meet me at the back door
I have plans to chill that faggot looking shirt
right off of the front of your chest

I can’t explain why the song these lyrics came from affects me like it does. It’s from the Atlanta band Smoke’s second album “Another Reason to Fast”. When I look at the lyrics written down like this (as I hear them anyway; I don’t know if they’re correct), they don’t amount to much. But the way Benjamin Smoke, the band’s late front man, sings them, they pierce my being. Of course, he could sing the phone book and have the same effect. And then there’s the cello and coronet that complement the vocals so well. You can listen to the first minute or so in realaudio format here, and see if you agree. The other songs on both albums are just as good. Everyone else I know who has listened seems to feel the same way. I’ll have to keep my eye out for the movie about Benjamin. Certainly one of the indie video stores in town carries it.


Filed under:General — eric @ 1:27 am

NPR’s series Present at the Creation talked about overalls this morning. Coincidentally, I wore a new pair to work today. Besides the report and pictures, the site has four songs about overalls, including Bing Crosbys “Who Threw The Overalls In Mrs. Murphy’s Chowder?” You can’t sing that one today: “It’s an Irish trick, that’s true/ I can lick the mick that threw/ overalls in Mrs. Murphy’s chowder.”

Run, yolker, run!

Filed under:General — eric @ 1:09 am

Run, yolker, run!