This is a live version of one of the great pieces of Americana songwriting. The songwriter is the late Steve Goodman ("A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request") and the song is performed by Arlo Guthrie. The ensemble even includes the great old folkmaster Pete Seeger. The song references Goodman's hometown, Chicago, the Illinois Central, the town of Kankakee, and the decline of the railroads.
Thursday, July 18, 2024
Thursday, March 28, 2024
"Switchbacks and Laurel"
Genre: Americana
Setting: the mountains of western North Carolina
This record features some unique talent. It is sung by Donna Britton Bukevicz (singer/producer/owner of Molly Girl Music). The fiddle playing is by B.E. Farrow (seen on America's Got Talent, performing with Ganstagrass; he also tours with Dom Flemons, troubadour of ole time music).
Friday, February 23, 2024
the atheist hymnal
Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers
A great piece of Americana --- a lament that atheists don't have music to call their own.
Tuesday, October 17, 2023
Leo Kotke
Amazing, amazing guitarist Leo Kottke performs "Ring Ring," a song about a wedding on the beach...
Wednesday, October 4, 2023
John Hiatt and Joe Bonamassa
"Down Around this Place"
Legendary Americana singer/songwriter John Hiatt joined on stage by guitar great Joe Bonamassa, This is a gritty song about a place that was once a 'paradise.' (Includes a touch of comedic relief...)
Monday, September 11, 2023
Welcome to the Bungalow Stokes blog
My new EP, "Purer Eyes," is now on Spotify, Apple, YouTube, and the others. It is an exploration of blues, rock and folk.
This blog will put EYES ON some great Americana music, mostly live video clips. There is great music out there!
We begin with one of the saddest songs ever, and one of the most life-affirming...
"I We Were Vampires" --- Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires
It's not the long, flowing dress that you're in
Or the light coming off of your skin
The fragile heart you protected for so long
Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong
It's not your hands searching slow in the dark
Or your nails leaving love's watermark
It's not the way you talk me off the roof
Your questions like directions to the truth
Or the light coming off of your skin
The fragile heart you protected for so long
Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong
It's not your hands searching slow in the dark
Or your nails leaving love's watermark
It's not the way you talk me off the roof
Your questions like directions to the truth
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
If we were vampires and death was a joke
We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke
And laugh at all the lovers and their plans
I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand
Maybe time running out is a gift
I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift
And give you every second I can find
And hope it isn't me who's left behind
We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke
And laugh at all the lovers and their plans
I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand
Maybe time running out is a gift
I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift
And give you every second I can find
And hope it isn't me who's left behind
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
One day you'll be gone
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
One day you'll be gone
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