The theme for my set tonight at Travonna Coffee House will be "fucked up shit."
First, I'm going to play NYC because it's about all the fucked up shit I saw in New York City. Then, 1493, which is about the fucked up shit that Christopher Columbus did, like instructing people to obey his god or die in a language they couldn't understand and then recusing himself for all guilt because he had given them fair warning.
I'm also going to play one I just finished today which I haven't named yet... I'll call it... My Great Grandson. Folks, you just witnessed the live naming of a song. (Part of the goal of this blog that I never write is to give you a glimpse into my process.)
After that it will be time to ruminate on all this fucked up shit, so I'll play You Have to be Kidding by the Flaming Lips. It's an excellent ode to the disbelief that fucked up shit can cause the un-fucked up among us.
Finally, we'll all have had enough of all this fucked up shit, so I'm going to finish the set with War No More, in which I promise not to sing about fucked up shit while singing about fucked up shit. I'm sure the irony will not be lost on a savvy listener like yourself.
The fucked up shit will kick itself off around 9ish on North High between 4th and 5th.
First, I'm going to play NYC because it's about all the fucked up shit I saw in New York City. Then, 1493, which is about the fucked up shit that Christopher Columbus did, like instructing people to obey his god or die in a language they couldn't understand and then recusing himself for all guilt because he had given them fair warning.
I'm also going to play one I just finished today which I haven't named yet... I'll call it... My Great Grandson. Folks, you just witnessed the live naming of a song. (Part of the goal of this blog that I never write is to give you a glimpse into my process.)
After that it will be time to ruminate on all this fucked up shit, so I'll play You Have to be Kidding by the Flaming Lips. It's an excellent ode to the disbelief that fucked up shit can cause the un-fucked up among us.
Finally, we'll all have had enough of all this fucked up shit, so I'm going to finish the set with War No More, in which I promise not to sing about fucked up shit while singing about fucked up shit. I'm sure the irony will not be lost on a savvy listener like yourself.
The fucked up shit will kick itself off around 9ish on North High between 4th and 5th.
