New Tune

And possibly the birth of a new music genre: CEO Death Folk (?)

A Joyful Noise

I never get tired of the music.

Tim Waurick

Elle & Toni

Another Tune

Carsie Blanton, live at Red Rocks

Rich People

From 8 Years Ago

A piece written by Sara Bareilles, and performed by Leslie Odom Jr.

..with

Lee Nadel, bass

Jonathan Dinklage, violin

Adele Stein, cello

Todd Low, viola

Antoine Silverman, violin2

Derik Lee, recording and mixing

Emily Grishman, music copyist

Imagine what President Obama might be thinking about the 2016 election and Donald Trump, but can’t say publicly.

Y'Know What?

I just wanna tell MAGA to fuck off. 

Take all your manufactured WWE melodrama and shove the whole thing up your ass.

Let's just relax and be groovy. Can we try that for a while?

A Tune

Makes me cry

A Tune

I'll see your Linda Ronstadt, and raise one Eva Cassidy

It makes me cry.

Today's Homemade Tune

IDK who this guy is, but he makes it sound pretty good.

Adikara Fardy

On This Day

Happy Woodstock Anniversary everybody

55 years ago

Richie Havens was mesmerizing.

Today's Today

Happy 78th birthday, Linda Ronstadt.

This is pretty insightful… Linda Ronstadt called it almost 40 years ago.

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— Lennie Appelquist (@lenapple) July 12, 2022

"There's two kinds of people in the world - those who love Linda Ronstadt, and those who've never heard that voice." --Willie Nelson

A Song

And So Begins The Task --Stephen Stills with Judy Collins

And so begins the task
I have dreaded the coming of
For so long
I wait for the sun
To remind my body
It needs restin'

And I must learn to live without you now
I must learn to give only part some how

Camping on the edge
Of your city I wait
Hoping someday
You might
See
Beyond yourself

The shadows on the ceiling
Hard
But not real
Like the bars that cage
You within yourself

And I must learn to live without you now
I must learn to give only part some how
And I must learn to live without you now
As I cannot learn to give only part some how

All of these cages
Must
And shall be set aside
They will only
Keep
Us from the knowing

Actors
And stages
Now fall before the truth
As the love
Shared
Between us
Remains
Growing

And I must learn to live without you now
As I cannot learn to give only part some how

A Birthday

Dusty Springfield would've turned 85 today

April 16, 1939 - March 2, 1999

55 Years

It's getting to be a very long time ago.

On Danish TV, March 17, 1969.

A Great Cover

Saturday Morning Mellow

Something soft and cuddly on a drizzly mountain morning.

  Sarah Jarosz

Today's Nerdy Thing

Sometimes knowing too much about how something is done kinda spoils the magic. For me, it just makes the magic more amazing. Especially when it's about the magic of music.

I can sing a little, and I've been banging around on my guitar for a good long time, and while I can usually play &/or sing the right notes at the right time, it only occasionally results in what I can reasonably call "real music".

So when I get a chance to see how that "real music" is made, I'm at once tickled by the beauty and the spectacle of it all - plus it's always good to learn something new - and I can see a very good excuse for not being better at it myself. Taken together, that's actually pretty comforting for me.

Aimee Nolte explains:

Tom Waits

San Diego Serenade

I never saw the morning 'til I stayed up all night

I never saw the sunshine 'til you turned out the light

I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long

I never heard the melody until I needed a song

I never saw the white line, 'til I was leaving you behind

I never knew I needed you until I was caught up in a bind

I never spoke "I love you" 'til I cursed you in vain

I never felt my heartstrings until I nearly went insane

I never saw the east coast until I moved to the west

I never saw the moonlight until it shone off of your breast

I never saw your heart until someone tried to steal, tried to steal it away

I never saw your tears until they rolled down your face

I never saw the morning 'til I stayed up all night

I never saw the sunshine 'til you turned out your love light, baby

I never saw my hometown until I stayed away too long

I never heard the melody until I needed the song

A Carol

The Atheist Christmas Carol --Vienna Teng

It's the season of grace coming out of the void

Where a man is saved by a voice in the distance

It's the season of possible miracle cures

Where hope is currency and death is not the last unknown

Where time begins to fade

And age is welcome home

It's the season of eyes meeting over the noise

And holding fast with sharp realization

It's the season of cold making warmth a divine intervention

You are safe here you know

Don't forget

Don't forget I love, I love

I love you

It's the season of scars and of wounds in the heart

Of feeling the full weight of our burdens

It's the season of bowing our heads in the wind

And knowing we are not alone in fear

Not alone in the dark

Don't forget

Don't forget I love, I love

I love you

Don't forget

Don't forget I love, I love

I love you

Today's Tune

Allison Young - Writing, vocals

Joshua Lee Turner - Vocals, guitar

Josh Harmon - Drums 

Sebastian Rios - Bass  

Damon Smith - Piano

Mike Davis - Trumpet 

Kelly Oden - Video and color