Congratulations to Bob Dylan who was awarded the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature today. Here’s one of my favorites, written when he was 22.
A friend of mine sketched a drawing of me based on my current Facebook profile.
I told him it was indescribably beautiful and requested the original by snail mail. He proposed an Art Swap: his sketch in exchange for an MP3 of me singing his favorite song by The Smiths, Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want.
Here’s my end of the deal:
My cover of a favorite Ben Rector song:
Here are a few quick performances for a CD I made for my grandpa to sing along to.
You Are My Sunshine – my daughters on harmonies
Oh Mister Moon
I’ve Been Working on the Railroad
I wrote this song in the 90s, inspired by a Jacob Lake Inn co-worker who said she was surprised I could play the guitar but didn’t like country music.
(For the record, I do like “old time” country music – Kenny Rogers, Hank Williams, Buck Owens, Willie Nelson, etc. – but pop country hurts my ears and feelings.)
My aunt asked for a video of it. She’s the number one (and possibly only) fan of my YouTube channel.
Main vocals and guitar recorded on my new favorite mic: Shure MV5.
I’d write a country song but I’ve never been that sad.
I’d write a country song but I’ve never been that mad.
I’ve never been that drunk,
I’ve never had a pickup truck.
I’d sing about my dog but I haven’t got a dog,
No wife to turn me on or she’d make a pretty song.
Never really been in a fight
Or let some cards keep me up all night.
Never tried no chewing tobacco,
There’s no white circle in my back pocket.
I look like a fool in Wranglers, chaps, and a western hat
But who doesn’t?
Don’t have a name like Clem or Wayne or Clint or Garth.
I just can’t sing like them, how can I win your heart?
I’ll do ‘most anything
As long as I don’t have to sing
Can’t write no country song, my grammar’s much too straight,
But I’ll hold you all night long, that country song can wait.