Jump Down, Turn Around

Maybe playing the music that I love for folks that I can't see is what I've always needed. Oh, I've always been drawn to the radio. Seems odd to me that I get to go on the air now and play stuff that couldn't get played when it was new fifty, sixty, seventy years ago. I play hits, too. Contrary to what you've heard, I'm not obstinate. I'm just a man of taste. Not good taste, not bad taste. Strong taste.

I get to tell strangers that I love them, too. If I go up to folks in Krispy Kreme and try that I'll get locked up.

New songs are beginning to stack up around here. It's time to make a record but I can always find an excuse to put it off.

Terrorists Win!

As a culture, as a people, we're scared. We're divided. The left hates the right, the right hates the left. Our economy has fizzled. Except for the ruling class, that is, and the rest of the population now plots to storm their gated communities and burn their Lexuses at midnight.

We have a comb-over, jack-booted, billionaire bully spewing hate and bigotry and misogyny on television and tens of thousands flock to see him in person, drooling, "He's one of us!"

We're armed to the teeth. Some pitiful, deranged whacko walks the aisles of a classroom every other week or so, shooting our kids.

In school as a kid, I frequently heard the question, "How did Germany ever fall for Hitler?" With the din of, "U.S.A., U.S.A." ringing in my ears I fret that I now understand, at least a little.

Since when did love and compassion become shameful? If we've decided to give up science and kindness, our team, my team, has lost.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

Geography Book

All my life I've fretted about the movie ending, the company leaving, going home from the fair. Yeah. How do you make the love stay?

Anxiety will give depression a run for its money any day. Don't those wise ones say something about anxiety being about living in the future and depression being about living in the past. Some of us spend too much time with the covers pulled over our heads, avoiding the future, trying to forget about the past.

Here's to now. Right now. Oh, and love. I guess love connects the past with the present. I just need to remind myself that it passes right through now.

When They're Gone

And now, "we'll always have Paris." As we all grieve innocence lost once again, we come together in loss as we splinter in fear and prejudice. Sing about peace and love and they will call you naive. Preach about ending war and they might give you a prize but they're gonna laugh behind your back.

We've had several "princes of peace" throughout history. We've killed most of them.

Don't let them dim your light. That's terrorism. Don't study war. Love. Just love.

To The Lonely Ones

Without love there is no hope. That is the foundation of terrorism. We tend to fight hate with hate. Terrorism wins.

Don't preach about love. Love. Don't write about love. Love. Don't sing about love. Love.

We're all lonely when the lights go out and we're all scared when we're lonely. Oh, we can save the world but we're gonna have to do it one person at a time.

Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.

Purple Paint, Blue Dreams

You can learn facts from the grownups but you might want to get your wisdom from the kids.  Greed and sarcasm take time. Learn all you can but never let go of your innocence. It's all about the love.

Unnatural Blondes and Tall Dwarves

The heart opens slowly. Sometimes I ponder my impatience with the ones that I consider maybe a touch less virtuous than I am. Shouldn't I be worrying about what the good ones think of me? Hey- what are they doing judging to begin with? Oh, yeah. Caught again.

It's hard to be good. It's hard to keep my pants on. I'm a work in progress and I know it. I've got new songs for anybody who wants to hear them. Love everybody you come across and tell them about it.