Fischer Follies

On the day of the Fischer Follies last Saturday Joe got me on the bill and it became a complete family affair.

Joe played four songs, I played three, then Maile and Ellyn told a story with Anais on stage. It was a delightful evening at the Cowboys For Jesus church helping to raise money to put a new roof on the Fischer Store School Community Center.

Here’s Joe finishing his set with a Patsy Cline cover.

Then I played a few songs on my new Guild guitar and Maile and Ellyn followed with the story of how they stole a baby goat from the Maui Zoo.

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Below is a slideshow of all the acts from the evening.

Human Beings

Today would be the 56th birthday of brother Franklin. Before him, we lost our father at about the same age. I wrote this song for them, and all the people who are struggling with addictions. I tried to put some of the wisdom and compassion I’ve learned (a lot of it in recovery rooms and therapy sessions) into this song.

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Human Beings

I wish at least that you could talk about it
And see the hands extended out to you
You know my dad he was an alcoholic
My brother died of substance abuse
The monsters living at the back of our closets
Are just like mushroom growing in the dark
Take em out an put em on the table
In the light of day it all just falls apart
I wish you’de see that there are so many helpers
So many living with the same disease
Cause every time you flirt with suicide
I’m helpless and angry, in disbelief

I pray for smart and sensitive souls
Right now spinning out of control
Trying to free themselves from their freefall
There’s no shame in seeing yourself
As someone who needs a little help
We all need someone’s help to see
that’s what it means to be human beings

You play it cool out on your own private island
I’m calling out to you as we sail past
But you can’t hear me over the screaming sirens
Don’t want no help off of your Alcatraz
See there is a trick to getting out of the nightmare
You have to learn to say the devil’s name
You have to call him out and stand before him
You have to practice looking in his face
Until you do he’s growing in that darkness
Stranglin your heart and twistin up your mind
Each day he blows out another candle
Each night he dims the light behind your eyes

For all the smart and sensitive souls
Right now spinning out of control
Trying to catch themselves in their freefall
There no shame in seeing yourself
As someone who needs a strong dose of help
We all need some tough love to see
that’s what it means to be human beings

I’m dealing daily with my own damn problems
I’m seeing how bad they can really be
And when I’m living in a state of denial
I’m walking round with internal bleeding
I feel so many hearts holdin me gently
I’ve learned that I can say the devil’s name
I’ve learned to count upon enlightened soldiers
To help me to live with all the shame the remains
I’m staring straight into to the face of the monster
Cuz I know I’ve got an army at my back
I know he will not lay a finger on me
Unless he can separate me from the pack

Cuz I’m a smart and sensitive soul
Who could right now be down in the hole
Trying to be myself from my freefall
I’ve learned the bravery and sense to admit
When I’m headed toward some serious shit
It’s only when with a whole lot of love
I get to be completely human, baby

Icy Cinema: Feb. 7, 2018

At the end of two hours of improvising music today, we were tossing out name ideas when Darrel said Amen, Icy Cinema, which is a palindrome. To which I said, Icy Cinema and the three of us looked at each other as if to say, I think that’s it! And so it is, I think we have a name for our Ambient trio.

Here are a number of tracks from our last practice, Feb. 7.

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International Clash Day 2018: I’m So Bored with the U.S.A.

In honor of #InternationalClashDay I recorded I’m So Bored with the U.S.A. in the stairwell today on my lunch break. Long live The Clash!!!

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I’m So Bored With The U.S.A.

Yankee soldier
He want to shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia, but now
He can’t afford a bag

Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it’s giving orders
An’ they can’t afford to miss a word

I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do?

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
‘Cause killers in America work
Seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let’s print the Watergate Tapes
I’ll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do?

I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do?

I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
I’m so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do?