Kittie Cats, Monsters and Love.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Sweet as pie…

Today, I posted a photo of the show I did for some kids at the library in Katonah, NY.  The photo, taken by my friend, Luann Morris, captures the joy of the moment.  And lots of folks recognized the sweetness of the moment by ‘liking’ the image and commenting.

In contrast, I’ve been working on a new song about how alienated so many of us have become from our own culture and Country.  I posted a home version of the tune and these lyrics…

Jesus don’t come back now if you know what’s good for you.
You’re not welcome here and they still know not what they do
To the unwelcome.  The unwelcome.  The unwelcome, we are everywhere.
This used to be our Country, now the unwelcome, we are everywhere.

Hell

It freaked a few people out.  One fellow even got to wondering if I were a devil worshipper.  (He was ready to come over to my house and save me).

Then later in the day, I got into a conversation with one of my very best friends about I bother with such a dark subjects.  I mean, when folks come out to hear music, they want a good time.  Do they really want to think about lost people or the horrors of hydro-fracking?  (No Fracking Way & I’ll Be Gone)  Or how Mohamed Bouazizi’s suicide created the Arab Spring and changed the world?  (Sometime a Spark)

Well, now that I’m 35,000 feet in the air on my way to Colorado, I’ve had some time to think about it and I would say that as a songwriter, about the only thing I can control in this life is how close to my heart, my songs are.  I believe that’s what makes the music music.  And takes the dance beyond time.   Are they grounded in truth.  Personal truth and truth of our community.

I see merit in the argument that a bit of self control as far as presenting certain music side by side might be in order.  I mean, you don’t serve oysters on chocolate cake (hmmm… or do you?)

But I guess my bottom line is that in my world the Kittie Cats and the Monsters are all at the dance.  Even if they’re pretending they don’t even know each other, I believe that secretly, they’re in love.

 

 

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