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1. Angel Watching Over You LISTEN
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Rambling and Meambling
A stop along the way at the Roadburn Cafe.
My dear ones I 've learned to trust myself more than others might. Every time I 've ignored that little voice, the one that tells me beyond all reason why I should or shouldn't, there's been trouble. I listened when I was 20 teen something, but then later when I became 30 ten 2, I figured adulthood. Make adult decisions based on what a responsible grownup person would do. Be more like this one or that one, other mothers, perceptions of maturity, Joan Baez or Christine Amonpour NORMAL. I was touring in England and met a world re-known psychic who told me the stress of trying to be normal was making me crazy. Boy did that hit the mark. Where was Melanie? Who was Melanie? At first, Melanie was an outcast, oddball, didn't measure up to my family's expectations, a runaway, thrown out of school to become a superstar with golden records and silver chains and glass chains and new ideas about who I should be, further removed from who I was. It's very difficult to look for yourself with so many others looking for you. Somewhere in there was my personal owness, the authentic me, real, the genuine article, not what I was called, labeled, built up or torn down to be, not the one who was applauded or discarded later.
We are all going to die.
You will die.
I will die and what was that?
What was that called my life? I wanted to be of service to mankind,to humanity, I have a love for humanity which pales sometimes by my fear of the one on one because I have it seems pulled in, or my position, perhaps would draw in the ones who want to see if they can make you cry.
"I cried outloud but they didn't understand.
I cried so hard I may never cry again."
(I Am Not a Poet)
I recently looked at my performances on the Ed Sullivan show, Wow! I was really good and so pretty. I was unaware of that at the time it's true. And so what, even if I was aware of it that isn't the point. It's this human condition. From the most optimistic viewpoint, life is a beautiful chance. A possibility of the unlimited possible. A fulfillment of creation giving birth to all creations. All art, music, love and ultimately death. From the less optimistic viewpoint, it's suffering, or falling in step with the banal dance, the insipid false laughter, busy work. The moves one makes to succeed in business, social standing to find money, power, sex, degradation, loneliness, sorrow and ultimately death. We're all gonna die!
I d o n ' t w a n n a, but it's the deal, the sacred contract. So I'm going to follow this through to the end and beyond.~Bed, Bath and further than that.
The little voice that has no voice, said, so call the new CD, "Ever Since You Never Heard of Me". The loud mouth said "It's too long." You should call it "Tried to Die Young." One of the best songs on it. Or something more intellectual, something Leonard Cohen would be proud of. I don't know if Leonard is ever proud. It's an unintellectual word. Pride, in Roget's Thesaurus is a sense of self worth, self respect, self esteem, but the symptoms of pride listed go on and on from arrogance, condescension, vain glory, airs, boasting, conceit, chauvinistic, too big for one's boots. Of course, who would be caught dead being proud, but I'm defensive of proud. Probably, because it was beaten out of me early on and I've fought for it. Look , just summon up that feeling of being proud.
OK Now here we go
just summon up that feeling of being proud.........
Do you feel condescending, too big for your boots or arrogant? Well not me. I feel really good. It's nice up here. Ooooohhh I'm proud. Ooooh put that on once a day and you probably won't kill yourself or you could go to Bacoma, Oklahoma, if you touch the ground there you won't suicide yourself says Edgar Cayce. Why bother, if any of the spiritual practices are even a little right, it's no way to beat the system. "We're going on a bear hunt, we're going to catch a big one. What a beautiful day. We're not scared, can't go under it. Can't go over it. Oh no, we've got to go through it." So here it is ESYNHOM in it's entirety with only bits left out. "Will you still please me, will you still need me, When I'm sixty-four. You'll be older too." In my 64th year, but not yet 64 and in the spirit of how old would you be if you didn't know how old you were. ~ about 23, 42, something in there. An archaeologist, a member of the peace corps, next life, or in heaven I'll save you all a chair, my dear ones. Thank for listening and don't read anything into this, I've already done it for you,
The Loudmouth: Better read this over. I don't know about this telling people their gonna die stuff or Leonard Cohan not being proud or killing yourself and sex and degragation?
Little Voice:I know but this is true from my little voice place of importance.
Sorry but I win!
The recording session as it used to be:
I digress. The point is it was me having to defend, protect and keep pure my songs. Peter was the defender of my voice, but had his idea of my next “hit”. Hit? Me? For me it was to communicate the songs from my intensely personal feelings to “out there”.
Present Day 2010
“I’m going to chop this broccoli first, and then I’ll be up in about twenty minutes.” And in less than a month: There it is ~ And it’s finished! Right up to the God ear and more. It is my personal sway. As if it were all me. It is my second heartbeat. The true soul of the songs. The life I’ve sworn to protect and release; Keeping intact the ever so delicate essence, the heart and soul of it for you, my dear ones. Immaculate ~ The best recording ever made. Thanks to Beau-Jarred, my child’s brainchild, George Wurzbach and Peter.