Archive for August, 2008
August 10th, 2008
Now the Grange wanted to make this a Family Affair. You know, old time fun. Stick pony races. Sack races. 3 legged races. Horseshoes. I tried to tell em: kids nowadays got GameBoy and X-box. They aren’t real het up about the games we played before television and video. They don’t really believe that era existed…..
Some days I feel the same way. You think maybe life was simpler …. I got news for you. It wasn’t just simpler, it was practically primitive.
We might as well had Cave Drawing contests to attract the kids. Or saber tooth tiger races. IT chases you and YOU run for your life. Simple. And fun. IF you escape.
This next song we’re hopin the kids even MET a chicken once in their short modern digital lives. If not, maybe google it up while we play this.
August 10th, 2008
A lot of folks envy artists. They wish they could drag an easel down to the beach, set up an umbrella, sip a tall cool drink, maybe capture the sunset sparkle off patterned waves. Commune with nature and that sweet inner child they think lives in pre-pubescent bliss back there in the basement of their brain.
Us musicians know better. We drag an instrument down to some dark tavern and play to folks who’d rather be watching big screen TV. We guzzle chep beer and 2nd hand smoke and try to play over the din and dreariness. And that inner child? Lemme tell ya, he’s a pissed off kid following behind you like a punk with a stick dragging on a picket fence. Keep your nerves forever on edge.
This next song, listen for the stick raking that fence.
August 10th, 2008
We want to thank Art by the Bay for NOT succumbing to public pressure to rename this event. So what if it’s not really by a bay? It’s by a school that’s named after a bay. Close enuff for me.
We’re the South End String Band. I’m gonna confess right up front some of us don’t live on the South End. And some of us don’t play strings. And, okay, some of us don’t live on the South End OR play strings.
Personally I’ve never really believed in Truth in Advertising. Sort of an oxymoron, you ask me. Like military intelligence or plastic glasses. Truth in Adverising, gimme a break….
So here’s a song for Art by the School that’s Named After a Bay by the South End String Band which probably couldn’t find the South End on a sunny day with an onboard GPS…..