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lucky number 13.

10/21/2010

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it's going to be a busy weekend. I might abandon my songs for a few days. good number to leave off on anyhow.
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number 12

10/20/2010

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me, a pump organ and a belly full of wine, mac'n'cheese, and kielbasa. hm.
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songaday 11

10/19/2010

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after a rather long day of playing music at the Newton Farmer's Market with Old Friends Farm, I found this little journal entry in an old notebook and sang it simple. tada.
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substitute 7

10/18/2010

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here's an extra ditty machine. the debut of the crank-o-chord melOdi-izer.
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songaday 10

10/18/2010

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well, my feet have fallen off my ankles
now i hear them walking down the stairs
and my hands they have decided 
to leave my arms behind and get some air

as i come to pieces i can see its not an easy way to go
it's strange suspension or a quiet apprehension i dont know

mainly i just miss my fingers 
 i dont mind not having toes
hope my hands are having happy
bet my feet have found a nose
already found a new nose

I'll just lay here waiting on my limbs 
as they do all kinds of random things
while they are without their body
having some adventures in the house

mainly i just want my hands and feet badck on my body dontcha know?
frankly i'm quite wild about them never wanna live without them, no.
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songaday 9

10/17/2010

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song 8

10/16/2010

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just played a really great rusty belle show in brattleboro with kate.  Shy Town and Wooden Dinosaur played too. 
such good fun.
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Song 7

10/16/2010

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was recorded on  a phone last night in the kitchen of my cousin.  Hopefully I'll get it up here soon.
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song 6. a canheaded improvisation.

10/14/2010

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songaday 5

10/13/2010

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and yet another attempt at forcing the hand . . .
lyrics.
the calm you call your own has broken
but the hands that did it now lay dumb
and the help you cried for has now spoken
but the thing you needed didn't come it didn't come


the facts are never near to answers
those who claim to know are fools
the world is full of fate and chances
the beauty of a broken rule a broken rule


better learn to suffer slowly
better learn to love the lonely
better learn to open up your heart
better lay down with the lions
better show them that you're trying
better learn to open up your heart
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