Here’s another jam, from McCabe’s, with Ron Franklin, and DL Bonebreak from X!
12 hour turnaround
you get up to the room after navigating a freeway & a service road—then, a crowded motel office—now crossing the parking lot with luggage—two trips with arms clinging to instruments & clothes on hangers—the next door neighbor eyes you suspiciously—or is that hostility in his eyes—predation? the door clicks behind—the light is felt for, your fingers do the walking in the dark—and they come on—the aroma? is it an odor? its a dry & chemical cleaner thats been used—the room is chilly—there is one thin garishly colored cover for the bed—orange & blue—and from experience you know the heater will either misfire or fry you—But some time without having to keep an eye cocked at the highway—time to close yr eyes & fall into inner space—play some music through the tiniest & tinniest of speakers—reading—writing—‘rithmetic—the little stale schoolhouse—drinking lots of water from plastic bottles—in this room the near-by highway presents as a steady roar—gotta get some sleep so I can drive tomorrow but its so much fun just being in this dump alone & not moving.
Still out here on the road, gang. Don’t forget I’ll be at the 30-A Songwriters Festival in Santa Rosa Beach, Florida this weekend, then next week in Atlanta, Carrboro and Charlotte. I’ll be appearing at all of those shows with my pals Frank and Cindy from Dead Rock West, which is going to be super fun, I’m really looking forward to it! After that, I return to the West, playing for KC Turner in Sonoma, CA at the Hop Monk on Jan 28. In February I head North to Portland, Eugene, Seattle, and Prosser,in February, then back home for a series of California dates in March. I’m working on tunes for a new album, and also some surprises for the coming year. Check out the gig listings on the menu, and feel free to check out the posts in latest words (see menu), you’ll find a ton of stories and music in there to dig. Hope to see you all. Also, be aware of the Heart Hunters debut CD, American Eclipse, which I produced, and is coming soon! Don’t forget to follow me on Twitter and Instagram, there are links on the site. I’ll try to post as many tour photos as I can, you never know what’ll turn up…
discolored from rain on the tarmac near Detroit—TSA left the snaps half undone—and now it looks bruised—my old twelve string—called it “the cannon”—its loud & deep—sometimes feels alive in my hands—a sound I’ve developed to express the american red brick honky tonk beauty I’ve been feeling since 1970 or so—the twelve string is a spiritual instrument—I said it for laughs but it’s got a lot of truth to it—the thinner octave strings suggest another parallel dimension—a realm that follows & corresponds to this one—this heavier plonk—jangle the quicksilver brightness of the treble—the deep notes with their higher twins—cut through the air—through depression, despair & boredom—through objectivity & abjectivity—the twelve string—extra arms in the fight for light—harder to bend—but more worth it—still pliant—people say “oh, it’s samey I wouldn’t want it on every song” and I don’t either but maybe I could—makes the most of a simple phrase—always the ghost—the top-end reminder of the spiritual—twelve gates to the city—my protector—a wall of sound?—blues on the twelve—Hendrix—Leadbelly—Keith Richards—it’s heroic—John Hammond Jr. at McCabe’s that night on a guitar just like his one—maple—blonde—tuned way down to C—to see—needs to be treated with blessings, gratitude & respect.
This picture from back when the guitar was brand new!
This is the Memphis Minnie blues, from the HWY 62 sessions at Sheldon Gombergs’s Carriage House Studio, in Los Angeles, performed on a guitar Ben Harper had just laid on me, a perfect replica of Lead Belly’s Stella 12-string. Bumble Bee was the first song I played on it.
This song is Track 1 on a CD of blues, by Buffalo musicians, released to help homeless veterans in the Western New York area. Here is a link if you’d like to receive a copy, and help out a very good cause: