From: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org (shindell-list-digest) To: shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Subject: shindell-list-digest V2 #217 Reply-To: shindell-list@smoe.org Sender: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk shindell-list-digest Sunday, August 27 2000 Volume 02 : Number 217 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: [RS] Somewhere near Paterson at the Bottom Line [Deb Woodell ] RE: [RS] What Do We Do, Anyway? ["Clary, John (CLRY)" ] Re: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria [patrick t power ] Re: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria [patrick t power ] RE: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria ["Clary, John (CLRY)" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 07:22:54 -0700 (PDT) From: Deb Woodell Subject: Re: [RS] Somewhere near Paterson at the Bottom Line Norman wrote, > Anyone up for doing SNP songs for SOTW? > Yeah, I'd be up for it. Might end up only lurking, but that's OK, I enjoy reading others' posts. Deb __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail - Free email you can access from anywhere! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 09:19:44 EDT From: Rongrittz@aol.com Subject: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria << Anyone up for doing SNP songs for SOTW? >> Splendid idea, seeing as we haven't even had the benefit of, y'know, defective CDs to talk about. ;-) I remember first hearing "Wisteria" at the legendary "Soy Bomb" show at Fez last year, and when not fighting back the tears, thinking about how much it reminded me of Jackson Browne's "Looking Into You": ________________ Well I looked into a house I once lived in Around the time I first went on my own When the roads were as many as the places I had dreamed of And my friends and I were one Now the distance is done And the search has begun I've come to see where my beginnings have gone Oh the walls and the windows were still standing And the music could be heard at the door Where the people who kindly endured my odd questions Asked if I came very far And when my silence replied They took me inside Where their children sat playing on the floor Well we spoke of the changes that would find us farther on And it left me so warm and so high But as I stepped back outside to the gray morning sun I heard that highway whisper and sigh Are you ready to fly? ©1971 WB Music Corp ________________ There's more, but you get the idea. BTW, it's on his first album, "Jackson Browne" (the one often mistakenly called "Saturate Before Using") if you'd like to hear the whole thing. Anyway, when I was growing up, my dad worked for NASA, and as such, we moved around a lot. I went to twelve different elementary schools in states as far apart as NY, California, Louisiana and Florida, and lived in ten different houses before high school. I don't know how many of you recall the Michael Keaton movie "My Life" in which he goes back to videotape places he lived and people he knew, but I keep meaning to do something like that, but I'm almost afraid of what I'll find. My mom once told me that she'd stopped by to visit one of our old houses in Merritt Island, Florida, and that it was in a total state of disrepair, and that it saddened her greatly, since we'd been the first owners of the house and that it had been built to my father's exacting specificiations. This song makes me sad. RG WISTERIA Let's not drive away just yet Give me a moment more To walk through those rooms again To walk through that door If we turn off the radio I've only to close my eyes And the wind in the sycamores Will carry me home The vine of my memory Is blooming around those eaves But it's true it's a chore to tame Wisteria Wisteria I'm tempted to ring the bell Maybe they'd ask me in Or maybe it's just as well To let it all be Remember the price we paid It seemed like a lot back then Remember the love we made The day we moved in The vine of my memory Is blooming around those eaves But it's true it's a chore to tame Wisteria Wisteria It did need some pruning back And I know that it's not my place But how could they just cut it down And leave not a trace So let's not drive away just yet Give me a moment more To walk through those dreams again To walk through that door The vine of my memory Still blooms all around those eaves And it's true it's a chore to tame Wisteria ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 08:15:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Janet Cinelli Subject: Re: [RS] Somewhere near Paterson at the Bottom Line I hate to sound dumb but may I ask what this means?? - -> > Anyone up for doing SNP songs for SOTW? > > Thanks! Janet __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail - Free email you can access from anywhere! http://mail.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 11:25:44 EDT From: Rongrittz@aol.com Subject: Re: [RS] Somewhere near Paterson at the Bottom Line >>> Anyone up for doing SNP songs for SOTW? <<< >> I hate to sound dumb but may I ask what this means?? << SOTW = Song of the Week. A discussion/dissection of a given RS song. It can be about lyrics, music, arrangement, thoughts, what you like, what you don't, what you thought when you first heard it, what you thought after having had the chance to live with the song for a while, yada yada yada. Basically a list conversation-generator. Join in!! RG ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 12:12:00 EDT From: TRNMT@aol.com Subject: Re: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria Yeah! Let's hop back in the saddle and get this pony moving. Wisteria...how I love this song, even though I can't listen to it without crying. I have only lived in two houses, my childhood home, and the home my husband and I share (well, there was that garden apt., but I try to block it from my memory), and have strong feelings about both. The narrator had taken care of the wisteria, even though it was not always easy (a metaphor - or whatever that literary device is-for the care and growth of the marriage, maybe?). Yes, it was a chore to tame, but he did it. New folks come in and cut it down. They had no history with it. To them it was nothing more than a pain in the neck. It is telling of our society...whatever is the easiest. We have these overgrown holly bushes in front of our house (which are a chore to trim). My husband thought we should yank them and start over. Even though the former owners are long dead, I don't have it in my heart to rip them out...I know Dot and Vince really liked them, and I like them, too. Unfortunately, the rhododedron died, and I feel guilty about that. Richard paints such an achingly tender picture of remembrance. NT ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 14:17:28 -0500 From: "Clary, John (CLRY)" Subject: [RS] Random Radio Play... So I was listening to the only BIG, commercial SF radio station that plays anything I can listen to (kfog.com) and they have a program called Acoustic Sunrise on Sunday mornings. Low and behold, they played Dar!!!! Weeeehoooooooo. Nothing from TGW of course, WIWAB from THR. They also played Greg Brown's song about Canned Goods. I can't find it at Borders dot com. Anyone know what album it's on? Anyone have a GB recommendation? Thanks, j a c ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 14:32:13 -0500 From: "Clary, John (CLRY)" Subject: RE: [RS] What Do We Do, Anyway? Charlie mentioned: >>we set up Richard's endorsement deals with C. Fox guitars...(his choices)<< So, will CFox run an ad in Acoustic Guitar with Richard's photo someday, like they did with Dave and Tracy? Inquiring minds want to know. =) j a c ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 15:35:18 -0700 From: patrick t power Subject: Re: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria I first heard "Wisteria" on a *tape* of the "Soy Bomb" show. I had received it on a Friday, I believe, and because of obligations that night couldn't get to listening to it until the next morning. I sobbed. The song has such an ability to stir the memory . . . - -- thoughts of my own childhood home, which at about the same time I was listening to the song, my mother was in the process of selling. Soon (as we moved the last pieces of furniture), I would stand in the backyard looking through the backyards of the other houses on the block, recalling how we would run from yard to yard with little to impede us -- these days, there are fences at every property line. - -- thoughts of the home my then-wife and I had bought about ten years ago, in which we rarely made love. I wasn't crazy about buying the house in the first place, but it grew on me. I was in the middle of scraping, re-paning, re-sealing and re-painting the windows of the house when the word came to leave. So much about the song is wonderful . . . the melody, Richard's guitar-playing, the words, his voice. Wisteria is a metaphor for life and relationships -- work is required to keep them from becoming a tangled mess; to keep them from getting cut or uprooted. My recent discovery in the song is the double entendre of: It did need some pruning back And I know that it's not my place "It's not my place" means both "it's not my house" *and* "it's not my right to speak." Pat ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 15:40:02 -0700 From: patrick t power Subject: Re: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria Nancy wrote: <> Yes . . . and without getting smarmy!! Pat ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2000 13:01:08 -0700 From: "Clary, John (CLRY)" Subject: RE: [RS] SOTW: Wisteria I'd really like to participate in a conversation about Wisteria, honest I would, but I just choke up every time I hear it. My Mom had these lilac bushes. We were renting this Victorian built in 1898, and my Dad warned her that we were renting and would not be able to stay forever. She took them out of the stifling oak barrels that had been their homes for years and placed them in the ground near the back porch anyway. At this time her 18 year old cat died. She buried Rackitty in the roots of one of the bushes. They flourished in a way not possible in the barrels. Soon these two bushes overtook the back porch. You can guess the rest. The first Lottery winner in our town made an offer on the house and we had to move... I bought SNP because I heard Transit on World Cafe...never heard of Richard before that day. I hit play and just waited to hear Transit when it came. By the time Wisteria was cueing up I was hooked and was already planning to run across the street to Borders to complete my collection, but then it started. I was at my desk and was reading along with the lyrics. I burst into tears with my office door open. I scanned the lyrics and sent them to my sister in an email saying only that she must run right then and buy it. My phone rang not 2 minutes later and she was sobbing too - just from reading them! Thanks to Richard for capturing feelings in a way that we all can share. I understand all the metaphor that can be attached to the wisteria vine...what they might represent, and how some folks don't have the ability or energy or patience to nurture them, but for me, just the face-value-tearing-out-a-real-plant implication was enough. j a c ------------------------------ End of shindell-list-digest V2 #217 ***********************************