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Monday, October 02, 2006

Riding the Rails

180th Chorus

When you work on that railroad
You gotta know what old boy's

In that en-gyne,
When you head brakie
just showin up for work
on a cold mist dusk
ready to roll
to on down the line
lettuce fields
of Elkhorn
& sea marshes
of the hobo highriding
night, flash Salinas--

"Somebody asked me where
I come from
I tell them it's none a their

Poetry just doesn't get there

Jack Kerouac, Mexico City Blues

This sounds just as much like Woody Guthrie as it does Jack Kerouac. Come to think of it, they both had a lot in common. Time to re-read On the Road & finally finish Bound for Glory. Come to think of it, it was Katie who originally lent me On the Road, & I talked to her tonight, maybe that's what made me think of this poem, who knows.

Five Favorite Songs of the Day

Sunken Treasure-Wilco, Being There

Reservations-Wilco, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot

i've got reservations about so many things, but not about you...

Bisbee Blue-Calexico, Garden Ruin

Real Live Bleeding Fingers & Broken Guitar Strings-Lucinda Williams, World Without Tears

Epistrophy-Thelonious Monk Quartet with John Coltrane, at Carnegie Hall

Happy Monday, friends...


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