Thanks to Pat for passing this along: John Prine performing an NPR Tiny Desk concert for us.
The 15-minute set includes a couple new tunes from “The Tree of Forgiveness,” which is due out next month, and a couple oldies, one of them from those long-gone days when I still had hair on my head and not much on my mind.
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“There’s a Hole,in Daddy’s Arm..Where all,the Money goes…”.
“The years just flowed by, like a broken down dam.”
Just stumbled across an old John Prine songbook, acquired Back In the Day® when I had some shitbox pawnshop guitar. Still got the music; don’t got the guitar. Pity.
Shitbox Guitar,…Still got my Sears Silvertone..Sits next to the Gibson Johnny Smith + Epiphone Texan
I can’t remember what my last guitar was. Some pawn-shop beater, probably. I had an electric once, in high school, because of course I did.
I shed a lot of gear over the years, moving from newspaper to newspaper. The extended, slow-motion move in late 1980 from Tucson to Bibleburg to Santa Rosa and eventually to Corvallis, Oregon, did for a lot of my stuff. Even dumped a bike on that one, the only time I’ve ever done that.
The flute is the only musical instrument that’s stuck with me, probably because it’s nearly as portable as a harmonica.
Ovation Standard Elite LX, circa 2005. One of the few guitars than can stand the huge humidity swings of SE Arizona without doing really weird shit. One of these days I will play it well enough to be a worthy owner. Not today.