BARRAGE in LOUISIANA!

/me does the ever so happy dance and minds the mending foot as /me twirls around in dizzy satisfaction and sounds /me 's Barbaric YAWP due to the fact that ohgod they're here they're here well they're COMING HERE at any rate and I can't imagine how good it'll be to hearseelisten to the music again and feel it so deep in my heart again and I think I might weep at how much I've missed seeing them every year and though it'll never be the same like it was at the House of Mouse in the Garden Theatre of the America and the Club of Buzz and only three only three only three of them even ever met me and only one of them ever knew me at all but I don't CARE because OH god they're coming here, to my homeland.

Oh, yes, there will be sugar sugar sugar butter pecans and oh, yeah, what? Sugar.

Matt? I'm bringing Pralines.

he caught me looking then but soon his eyes forgot me

The album all the "true" fans love to hate is my only expose' to Moyet... Actually, I don't even own the whole album, I own a four-song single from My Radio Days at The Demon...

But the lyrics catch me by the gut and sometimes hurt and sometimes sting; they always catch me.

"What's so bad about being drunk?"
"Ask a glass of water..."

More-ose. Less-ose. Medium-ose. I think I'm medium-ose lately. I keep wondering where all the people I knew have gone- married/children/work.

Nice to have tagged a few at thatspace- faint pings of identification ... like a butterfly collection or pressed flower book; they can't abandon me, I've got them pinned down f'rever.

Hey- remember ten years ago?

The revolution will be podcast.
But from where will you download it?

Are You Out There
Dar Williams - End of the Summer [1997]

Perhaps I am a miscreation
No one knows the truth- there is no future here
And you're the DJ speaks to my insomnia
And laughs at all I have to fear
Laughs at all I have to fear
You always play the madmen poets
Vinyl vision ,grungy bands
You never know who's still awake
You never know who understands and

Are you out there, can you hear this?
Jimmy Olson, Johnny Memphis,
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You were out there and you found me
I was out here listening all the time

Last night we drank in parking lots
And why do we drink?
I guess we do it cause
And when I turned your station on
You sounded more familiar than that party was
You more familiar than that party
It's the first time I stayed up all night
It's getting light I hear the birds
I'm driving home on empty streets
I think I put my shirt on backwards

Are you out there, can you hear this
Jimmy Olson, Johnny Memphis
I was out here listening all the time
And though the static walls surround me
You were out there and you found me
I was out here listening all the time

And what's the future, who will choose it?
Politics of love and music
Underdogs who turn the tables
Indie versus major labels
There's so much to see through
Like our parents do more drugs than we do
Oh....

Corporate parents, corporate towns
I know every TV set that has them lit
They preach that I should save the world
They pray that I won't do a better job of it
Pray that I won't do a better job
So tonight I turned your station on just so I'd be understood
Instead another voice said I was just too late
And just no good....

Calling Olson, Calling Memphis
I am calling, can you hear this?
I was out here listening all the time
And I will write this down and then
I will not be alone again yeah
I was out here listening
Oh yeah I was out here listening
Oh yeah I am out here listening all the time

Copyright © 1997, Burning Field Music

.."that's some bad hat, Harry."