Here’s a roundup of shorts, er uh ground up sorts, um, I mean some wound up sports, or wait, I know, a Roundup of Sorts…
My heartfelt version of Flatt and Scruggs’ “Roll In My Sweet Baby’s Arms” (written by Charlie Monroe) in honor of the late Earl Scruggs. (January 6, 1924 – March 28, 2012)
Listen, I know everyone feels great about their new releases, etc., and we all work so hard and want to hype ourselves, but I can tell you, my debut folk full length that I’m releasing 12apr12 is very very good.
And as they say in the middle school where I sub the most, it’s “mad beast.” 😛
Old and dear friend of mine, David Rovics singing a great new song that really got my attention. Except for the pointed slam at Bruce Springsteen and who I’m going to assume is Little Steven Van Zandt pretty much every lyric in this song is spot on.
We all still live and die by this punk rock sensibility that everyone who makes it is a scumbag, like so many crabs in a bucket.
Having hung out a lot with people like Robbie Robertson, John Densmore, Warren Buffet’s son Peter, Jacob’s dad from Twilight and the old blue guy from Avatar, I can say it’s more about what you’re doing and how you live your life than what amount of dollars or checkbooks you carry around in your pocket.
And not trying to rib David too much, if you’re not talking about Silvio Dante, you must mean Rodriguez and not Berlusconi, right? What are you doing man? Tell me what’s up! 🙂
“Marc, I don’t remember if I told you this, but I’m a group leader for a group of Tiger Cub Scouts. We had our monthly meeting last night, and we do some sort of activity as a group. Well, I chose to teach those kids a few songs. We did “Frybread” and “The Shortest Song You Ever Heard.” Can you imagine a group of kids singing “Frybread, frybread, make me some frybread.” I concluded the meeting by telling the kids to sing those two songs at school tomorrow. Neat, huh?”
A feedback recovered from the old IUMA website, thanks be to the WAYBACK MACHINE!!!
— Mistr Gritshttp://www.gritsworld.com/press_page
Holy cow! 61st nationally in the Folk charts. Thank you everybody, for helping my music climb like this! (In January it was 300th!!!) Alls I ever wanted “when I grow up” was to have people hear some of the songs I write, and you’ve helped me make that happen. I’m quite grateful!
Two NYE’s ago my Rosebud friend Frank gave up a heavy gig with Baby Phat because it just didn’t feel right. I’m sure he had to do some serious soul searching to turn away from something such as that! Now he’s learning Recording Engineering at a cool school in Chicago. Big ups to Frank Waln; you rock bro!
My midwestern eeuu friend Jill says she’s already seen a bunch of RWBB’s and SandHill Cranes! I have yet to see either although there have been a handful of robins lately. In my preparation for the first chance encounters with some RWBB’s (you already know I have an affinity type friendship with the little black, red, yellow & white critters) I give you this song from last year. 🙂 enjoy…