when my life becomes a burden and i near the river jordan, stand by me.
hammer down,
heaven bound.
and one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea,
but for now we are young let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see…
(Source: youtube.com, via rainonmytinroof)
banjo, old crow and tumblr serendipity
so, old crow medicine show is FINALLY playing austin city limits live. but willie watson isn’t in ocms any more. this just seems so wrong. i can’t stop thinking about it. finally they play it - but without willie? bittersweet.
my last post was my 3000th tumblr post and it was a crackerfarm video of the avett brothers singing ‘the yellow rose of texas’. i didn’t realize it was my 3000th until after, so it was complete chance that it had the avetts, banjo and a song about texas. i heart tumblr.
i have a gig tonight. which means banjo. which means happy. :)
Mike & Seth • The Gorge, Washington • Mamiya
My favorite venue and my favorite guitarist.
and i haven’t seen you in days,
my, how that feeling has changed,
oh, and i have been homesick for you since we met,
i have been homesick for you.
dim lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music
is the only kind of life you’ll ever understand,
dim lights, thick smoke and loud, loud music,
you’ll never make a wife to a home-lovin’ man.
i love them so much, but i miss willie watson. they are still awesome and i’m glad critter is back, but it’s just not the same. willie is irreplaceable.
(you should still watch this video, though! ketch and that fiddle! plus resonator guitar & banjo. damn.)
late in the evening, feeling the wind blow,
tall through the treetops, warm in the sun,
lying beside you, watching the moon rise -
that's all there is babe, and ain't it enough?
i caught this ramblin’ fever long ago,
when I first heard a lonesome whistle blow,
if someone said i ever gave a damn,
they damn sure told you wrong -
i’ve had ramblin’ fever all along.
children and farmland and it’s quiet - finally. sit back and relax, no pretending. i stood up to terror, i traveled forever…
forever was never worth what she built me.
where did my mind wonder off to? found myself yammerin’ on to you. thought i’d never let those things outside my head, probably should’ve kept ‘em locked away instead…
but i ain’t gonna change for nobody at all, i’m starting to like this new love i have found, i don’t wanna let this dark companion go - i would rather run myself into the ground.
someday, my baby, when I am a man,
and others have taught me the best that they can, they’ll sell me a suit, they’ll shave off my beard, and send me to work in tall buildings…
