
Friday, October 31, 2008
The Goblins Will Git You...
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James Whitcomb Riley ~ Lil' Orphan Annie
When I was a lil' peeshwank, my Grandpa would read me this poem every year on Halloween ... always scared the bejesus out of me, but I loved it. It's called "Lil' Orphan Annie" by James Whitcomb Riley ... this is me doing it the way I remember Gramps readin' it to me, a half century ago. Happy Halloween!!!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
The Mother Of All Reubens


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Jerry Jeff Walker ~ Dear John Letter Lounge
Well I guess it finally happened
I'm tired of running 'round
I thank you for waitin' on me
While I was paintin' the town
For years and years you stood by me
Tellin' me I'm ruinin' my life
I'm tired of all these honky tonks
And that fly by night life
Well tonight a bottle stands alone
In the Dear John Letter Lounge
Waitin' on me for company,
But I won't be around
Find someone else to take my place
While I rejoin my wife
'Cause I'm tired of all these honky tonks
And that fly by night life
Chorus:
Old Ira's tendin' bar right now
Probably wonderin' where I am
Zekey's sharkin' pool, for five a throw
And Old Lucy Fay Lorraine's
Takin' side bets on the game
And old Pop Fox keeps sayin' he's got to go
I'm gonna miss old Jim and all my friends
In the Dear John Lounge downtown
I'm gonna miss ol' Willie on the jukebox
Singin' songs round after round
I'm gonna miss the face of strangers
And the steady passers by
I'm gonna miss the Dear John Letter Lounge
And that fly by night life
Well I guess it finally happened
I'm tired of running 'round
I thank you for waitin' on me
While I was paintin' the town
For years and years you stood by me
Tellin' me I'm ruinin' my life
I'm tired of all these honky tonks
And that fly by night life
Well tonight a bottle stands alone
In the Dear John Letter Lounge
Waitin' on me for company,
But I won't be around
Find someone else to take my place
While I rejoin my wife
'Cause I'm tired of all these honky tonks
And that fly by night life
Chorus:
Old Ira's tendin' bar right now
Probably wonderin' where I am
Zekey's sharkin' pool, for five a throw
And Old Lucy Fay Lorraine's
Takin' side bets on the game
And old Pop Fox keeps sayin' he's got to go
I'm gonna miss old Jim and all my friends
In the Dear John Lounge downtown
I'm gonna miss ol' Willie on the jukebox
Singin' songs round after round
I'm gonna miss the face of strangers
And the steady passers by
I'm gonna miss the Dear John Letter Lounge
And that fly by night life
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Migrant Mother ~ Dorothea Lange
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
3rd Generation Leftovers

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Jerry Jeff Walker ~ Charlie Dunn
Well, if you're ever in Austin, Texas
A little run down on your sole
I'm gonna tell you the name of a man to see
I'm gonna tell you right where to go
He's working in Capitol Saddlery
And he's sewing in the back of the place
He's old Charlie Dunn, the little frail one
With the smilin' leathery face
[Chorus]
Charlie Dunn, he's the one to see
Charlie done the boots that are on my feet
It makes Charlie real pleased to see me walkin' with ease
Charlie Dunn, he's the one to see
Charlie's been make boots over there
He says, about fifty some-odd years
And once you wear a pair of his hand-made boots
You know you'll never wear a storebought pair
Charlie can tell what's wrong with your feet
Just by feeling them with his hand
And he can take a look at the boots you wear
And know a whole lot about you, man
(Chorus)
Now, ol' Buck's up front, he's countin' his gold
Charlie's in the back patchin' up the soles
Of the people comin' in, smilin' at him
They all wonder how's ol' Charlie been
And ol' Buck's makin' change, he never sees no one
He never understood the good thing that Charlie done
Yeah, ol' Charlie never had his name on the sign
He never put a mark in his boots
He just hopes that you can remember him
The same way that he does you
He keeps your measurements in this little book
So you can order more boots later on
Well I'm writin' down some of Ol' Charlie's size
'Cause I'm makin' him up this song
(Chorus)
Yeah, ol' Buck's makin' change, he never sees no one
And He never understood the good thing that Charlie done
A little run down on your sole
I'm gonna tell you the name of a man to see
I'm gonna tell you right where to go
He's working in Capitol Saddlery
And he's sewing in the back of the place
He's old Charlie Dunn, the little frail one
With the smilin' leathery face
[Chorus]
Charlie Dunn, he's the one to see
Charlie done the boots that are on my feet
It makes Charlie real pleased to see me walkin' with ease
Charlie Dunn, he's the one to see
Charlie's been make boots over there
He says, about fifty some-odd years
And once you wear a pair of his hand-made boots
You know you'll never wear a storebought pair
Charlie can tell what's wrong with your feet
Just by feeling them with his hand
And he can take a look at the boots you wear
And know a whole lot about you, man
(Chorus)
Now, ol' Buck's up front, he's countin' his gold
Charlie's in the back patchin' up the soles
Of the people comin' in, smilin' at him
They all wonder how's ol' Charlie been
And ol' Buck's makin' change, he never sees no one
He never understood the good thing that Charlie done
Yeah, ol' Charlie never had his name on the sign
He never put a mark in his boots
He just hopes that you can remember him
The same way that he does you
He keeps your measurements in this little book
So you can order more boots later on
Well I'm writin' down some of Ol' Charlie's size
'Cause I'm makin' him up this song
(Chorus)
Yeah, ol' Buck's makin' change, he never sees no one
And He never understood the good thing that Charlie done
~~Jerry Jeff Walker
Monday, October 27, 2008
Monica Taylor PHC Show Archive
If you missed it the other night ... my friend Monica Taylor was on the Prairie Home Companion radio show with Garrison Keillor. Here's the archive of that show ... you can see in the playlist where Monica is at 35:09 ... 40:41 ... 1:15:00 ... and 1:22:18 ~ check this girl out ... her vocal style is very special.
Archive of Oct. 25th Prairie Home Companion <--click
35:09 - Hello Stranger
40:41 - Young Mother
1:15:00 - Going Down The Road Feelin' Bad
1:22:18 - Hello, Goodbye I'm Gone
35:09 - Hello Stranger
40:41 - Young Mother
1:15:00 - Going Down The Road Feelin' Bad
1:22:18 - Hello, Goodbye I'm Gone
Scratch Cookin' ~ From Nothing...Something
Sunday, October 26, 2008
And When The Bough Breaks....


Game Day Munchies
Monica Taylor ~ Red Dirt Girl

Saturday, October 25, 2008
Keri C's Blue Ribbon Cornbread

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Paul Butterfield Blues Band ~ One More Heartache
Paul Butterfield Blues Band ~ One More Heartache
Friday, October 24, 2008
Mighty Fine Grindin'


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Walter Trout ~ Blues Deluxe
Walter Trout ~ Blues Deluxe
Thursday, October 23, 2008
I Like Big Butts



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Hot Club Of Cowtown ~ Lil' Liza Jane
Hot Club Of Cowtown ~ Lil' Liza Jane
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Early Morning Smoke Session
OK ... it's 5 AM ... just put 2 big pork butts on the WSM ~ rubbed with Rib Stars and smokin' with maple chunks. Got some german stout/mustard sausage links, a coil of homemade sweet jap/cherry sausage, and a homemade apple/maple fattie going on pretty soon ... soon as I can git a couple cups of cawfee in me & a few more neurons start firin' ~ got half a notion to make a few bacon-wrapped watermelon rinds, too ... why? ... because I CAN, dat's why. I made these sweet watermelon rind pickles several months ago ... 'bout time i cracked open a jar of them, eh? God Bless America.
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Jerry Garcia/David Grisman ~ Down In The Valley
Jerry Garcia/David Grisman ~ Down In The Valley
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Old & In The Way - Pig In A Pen
Recorded in 1973 ~ Released in 1975
Vassar Clements – fiddle
Jerry Garcia – banjo, vocals
David Grisman – mandolin, vocals
John Kahn – acoustic bass
Peter Rowan – guitar, vocals
Jerry Garcia – banjo, vocals
David Grisman – mandolin, vocals
John Kahn – acoustic bass
Peter Rowan – guitar, vocals
The Woodcuttin' Crew

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Bluegrass Album Band ~ Big Black Train
Bluegrass Album Band ~ Big Black Train
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Italian-Style Roasted Strip Loin
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Fat Johnny's Butcher Shop
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Nanci Griffith ~ Ten Degrees & Gettin' Colder
Nanci Griffith ~ Ten Degrees & Gettin' Colder
He was standing by the highway
With a sign that just said Mother
When he heard a driver coming
About a half a mile away
So he held the sign up higher
Where no decent soul could miss it
It was ten degrees or colder
Down by Boulder Dam that day
He was raised up in Milwaukee
Though he never was that famous
He was just a road musician
To the taverns he would go
Singing songs about the ramblin'
The lovin' girls and gamblin'
How the world fell on his shoulders
Back in Boulder, I don't know
Chorus
And she told him she would take him
For a ride in the morning sun
Back in Boulder he had told her
I don't know when, I've had a better friend
It was out in Arizona
That he heard the lady listening
To each word that he was saying
To each line that he would write
So he sat down at her table
And they talked about the weather
98.6 and rising down by Boulder Dam that night
Chorus
Now he's traded off his Martin
Though his troubles ain't over
His feet are almost frozen and the sun is sinking low
Won't you listen to me brother
If you ever loved your mother
Please pull off on the shoulder
If you're goin' Milwaukee way
It's ten degrees and getting colder down by Boulder Dam today
~~ Gordon Lightfoot
With a sign that just said Mother
When he heard a driver coming
About a half a mile away
So he held the sign up higher
Where no decent soul could miss it
It was ten degrees or colder
Down by Boulder Dam that day
He was raised up in Milwaukee
Though he never was that famous
He was just a road musician
To the taverns he would go
Singing songs about the ramblin'
The lovin' girls and gamblin'
How the world fell on his shoulders
Back in Boulder, I don't know
Chorus
And she told him she would take him
For a ride in the morning sun
Back in Boulder he had told her
I don't know when, I've had a better friend
It was out in Arizona
That he heard the lady listening
To each word that he was saying
To each line that he would write
So he sat down at her table
And they talked about the weather
98.6 and rising down by Boulder Dam that night
Chorus
Now he's traded off his Martin
Though his troubles ain't over
His feet are almost frozen and the sun is sinking low
Won't you listen to me brother
If you ever loved your mother
Please pull off on the shoulder
If you're goin' Milwaukee way
It's ten degrees and getting colder down by Boulder Dam today
~~ Gordon Lightfoot
Friday, October 17, 2008
Homemade Breakfast Sausage


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David Grisman / John Sebastian ~ Jug Band Waltz
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Pork Butts & Succotash


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Bachman Turner Overdrive ~ Gimme Your Money Please
Bachman Turner Overdrive ~ Gimme Your Money Please
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Autumn Leaves
John Prine ~ Killing The Blues
Leaves were falling ... just like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on fire
Burning just like a moonbeam ... in our eyes
Chorus:
Somebody said they saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud
Killing the Blues
I am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is nothing
Sadder than losing ... yourself in love
Repeat Chorus:
Now you ask me ... just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I need to
You want me to find ... what I've already had
Repeat Chorus:
In colors red and gold they set us on fire
Burning just like a moonbeam ... in our eyes
Chorus:
Somebody said they saw me
Swinging the world by the tail
Bouncing over a white cloud
Killing the Blues
I am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is nothing
Sadder than losing ... yourself in love
Repeat Chorus:
Now you ask me ... just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I need to
You want me to find ... what I've already had
Repeat Chorus:
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Apple / Maple Syrup


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Bob Childers ~ I Walk The Wire
Bob Childers ~ I Walk The Wire
Monday, October 13, 2008
Italian Giardeneria Mix

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Bachman Turner Overdrive ~ Takin' Care Of Business
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Country Fried 'Taters


Sunday Morning Gospel Hour
Jeannie Kendall ~ The Old Rugged Cross
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Burning Leaves
There's orange and gold and scarlet on the fields
Beside the somber black of earth new-plowed;
A woman burning red and yellow leaves
The pale blue spiral twisting to a cloud.
One afternoon like this we walked alone
Through orchards and beneath a bent old oak,
The spice of ripened apples mingling with
The faint and stirring pungency of smoke.
No need of words to mar that perfect hour
Which hangs star-bright against the midnight blue
Of other days. A whole eternity
Is etched in poignant silences anew.
These many years! Again the flowing flame
Of scarlet oak. Again the autumn sheaves.
Love, laughter, pain and parting, life and death
Are blended in the smell of burning leaves.
There's orange and gold and scarlet on the fields
Beside the somber black of earth new-plowed;
A woman burning red and yellow leaves
The pale blue spiral twisting to a cloud.
One afternoon like this we walked alone
Through orchards and beneath a bent old oak,
The spice of ripened apples mingling with
The faint and stirring pungency of smoke.
No need of words to mar that perfect hour
Which hangs star-bright against the midnight blue
Of other days. A whole eternity
Is etched in poignant silences anew.
These many years! Again the flowing flame
Of scarlet oak. Again the autumn sheaves.
Love, laughter, pain and parting, life and death
Are blended in the smell of burning leaves.
Zula Bennington Greene aka "Peggy of the Flint Hills"
October 17, 1942
October 17, 1942
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Creamed Swiss Chard

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Jimmy Hall ~ Rendezvous With The Blues
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Homemade Italian Sausage



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Norman Blake ~ Little Joe
Norman Blake ~ Little Joe
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Cheesy BBQ Beefer Melt

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Anson & The Rockets ~ The Blues Seem To Follow Me
Anson & The Rockets ~ The Blues Seem To Follow Me
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Cheesy Beer Bread


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Mickey Newbury ~ Ramblin' Blues