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post lunch rambling post

I’ve started three or four times to write a post today, but couldn’t come up with anything. I mean, nothing worth actually hitting “publish.”

I could rant (oh, my, could I rant) about a hundred different things in the news. But lets not go there, shall we? I could tell you how cute the kids were at soccer practice last night, but I need to save that one (it’s going to be a long season).

I thought about complaining about my weight, since I weight the same as I did at New Years, which is almost 10 pounds more than I did fourteen months ago. (but, ahem)

So, there, I’ve complained. Moving on.

Then I was at lunch, and was reminded of a post I read this morning at The Happiness Project (you really ought to add that one to your RSS feed, good stuff). This post concerns 10 things you can do to create energy for yourself, right now:

4. Listen to your favorite upbeat song. Hearing stimulating music gives an instant lift. I’m always surprised by the effectiveness of this strategy.

And sure enough, I’m out running errands and a Rodney Crowell tune comes on, and before I know it I’m singing along and banging on the steering wheel and just having a good ol’ time.

Come on and say you love me say you need me
say you want me don’t disappoint me
Say it say it say it say it

Speak your mind darlin’ state your case baby
Lay it on the line sugar cut to the chase maybe

Say it in your own words don’t be proud
If it’s something that you want to get heard
You’ve got to say it to me right out loud

Say it say it say it say it

The hour is early
The whole world is quiet
A beautiful morning’s about to ignite
I’m ready for danger
I’m ready for fire
I’m ready for something to lift me up higher

Life’s been good, I guess
My ragged old heart’s been blessed
With so much more than meets the eye
I’ve got a past I won’t soon forget
You ain’t seen nothing yet
I’m still learning how to fly

It’s the dreams that die hard
With old habits to break
You can’t let down your guard
When there’s so much at stake
I’m halfway to heaven, halfway to hell
But I might roll a seven
You never can tell

Life’s been good it’s true
When I’m feeling just like new
The same old rules need not apply
I’ve got a past full of sticks and stones
And a good feeling in my bones
I’m still learning how to fly

I wanna go faster
I don’t wanna slow down
I don’t wanna get off of this merry-go-round
I wanna be reckless
I wanna be vain
I wanna make love like a runaway train

Life’s been good I said
I’m 10,000 miles ahead
The day I rest is the day I die
I’ve got a past like a broken wing
But you ain’t seen anything
I’m still learning how to fly
I’m still learning how to fly

Rodney Crowell

happy happy joy joy

Ahem. I like my new meds. Nothing is bothering me this week. Is this abnormal? Or should I say, is this more abnormal than I normally am?

Yesterday in the mail I received a Rodney Crowell CD. Awesome stuff. He kicks it off with his classi:

Down in Louisiana, bayous by and by
Pirogue pole or your natural soul
Keeps you tied to a tree high tide
Beer joint lights come on
And then the crowd starts rollin’ in

Pretty soon you got stars on the water
You got stars on the water
It’s like stars on the water, let it rain

Beaumont to Biloxi
Sea breeze at your door
Gypsy rains, dang hurricanes
White silver sandy shore
“Blue Light” lounge is shinin’
Way out on the view

It looks just like stars on the water
Just like stars on the water
Just like stars on the water, let it rain

When it’s midnight down in Mobile
Moonbeams on the bay
They come from miles around to dance the jukebox down
And dig the good time sounds they play
All across the harbour
Night lights shinin’ in

It looks just like stars on the water
Just like stars on the water
Just like stars on the water, let it rain

Pretty soon ya got stars on the water
You got stars on the water
It’s like stars on the water, let it rain

a word from Macon Greyson

Macon Greyson was here on Saturday and I missed it. Why? It was date night. I had other things on my mind…

Macon Greyson: ” So shut up, play guitar and write a song
And tell me how to feel
Play your worthless country song if you’ll tell me how to feel
Folk singers got that shit all wrong
won’t you tell me how to feel
How will I know what to think if you don’t tell me how to feel?”

Lotsa tour dates coming up, mostly in or around Texas. Notice they open Dallas on Sept. 9 for Rodney Crowell (who has Will Kimbrough touring with him on guitar, I’ve written lots about him before). That promises to be a fantastic show.