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Can you say recurring theme? OK... can you say self-plagiarism? I thought you could. Anyhow, this intentionally vague bit of
So you're sitting in your favorite dimly lit cockail lounge in a strip mall not far from where you live
For a long time now, I've had a couple of extended works in mind. One of them I've mentioned before:
Sometimes guys like me get an idea that seems so surpassingly absurd, so enticingly what I believe on
Written in the summer of 1983... I was looking for something to shore up the romantic end of my song
counting the holes in the ceiling tile analyze the sex, index and file measure the angle of the afternoon sun
Matthew 19:24 I shoulda been a preacher. I've got it in me. Not the good kind of preacher, who is
Money, honey. A sensible person doesn't need all that much. But sensible people sometimes -- depsite their innate sensibility --
Mythic super-anti-heroine alert. Yep, it's yet another Baby song. Like Prometheus, half-man and half-god, chained to his rock and feasted
When I was a kid, southern California was still a place of separate towns and cities, with open space in
As promised, here's the song I wrote immediately before yesterday's "She'd Be Mine" -- telling much the same story from
Ever get really good advice and not seem to be able to take it -- even though you think it
A perfect day at the end of time. The day I wrote this song, cherry blossoms drifted across impossibly blue
First up... the lyrics for this song expose one of the dangers of writing a 'serious' song in colloquial idiom.
A thanksgiving song. I'm at that point in my life when I'm mostly beyond being afraid for myself, but like
This gruel is about as thin as it gets. Inspired, for a moment, by the superfluity of meaningful lyrics to
