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Title: Baez is Back! Takes Camp Casey by Storm
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Texas Iconoclast
URL Source: http://198.65.14.85/News/2005/31-40/34news01.htm
Published: Aug 22, 2005
Author: Gene Ellis
Post Date: 2005-08-23 15:34:56 by Lod
Keywords: Back!, Takes, Casey
Views: 416
Comments: 77
CRAWFORD — Shortly after Joan Baez arrived Sunday afternoon at Camp Casey II, she gave a press conference with the Gold Star Families, all of whom have lost loved ones in the war. She talked with them, and she cried with them. Ms. Baez returned to the trailer to prepare for her performance, speaking only in whispers when it was necessary to speak at all, saving her voice. She gave a moving performance, peppered with energy, emotion, humor, and humanity. She even showed compassion for President Bush, although she disagrees with him. She said she doesn’t make Bush jokes any more because they often offend more conservative folks, and that isn’t helping anything. At one point, she laughingly forgot the line “keeping things vague” in the song “Diamonds and Rust,” and the audience helped her out. When she consulted a paper during the performance, holding it at arm’s length, she joked, “I get these brilliant ideas and then they fade from my mind, plus I can’t read any more.” Despite her good humor about aging, time has been very kind to Joan Baez. She is a lovely, compelling woman. Ms. Baez told the crowd that she had only picked up the guitar again a week and a half ago and will go on tour in September. She claimed her fingers were like spaghetti, and that she didn’t remember words. “My mother says, ‘Did I take my ginko balboa today?’ and I say, ‘I don’t remember!’” She sang “Joe Hill” in response to a request. Saying that the phrase “in harm’s way” was a euphemism for “sitting ducks,” she put down her guitar and sang “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot” without accompaniment. Her voice rang sweet and true. Ms. Baez suggested that if the mothers really wanted catharsis, they could sing along with her “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” Emotions ran high as many in the crowd of perhaps five or six hundred wept openly. At the end of the song, she said, “You know, I have to manage to get through it, too.” Ms. Baez sang “Gracias a la Vida” and several favorites from her long career. She thanked the group for having her here, then admitted she purchased her ticket to Texas before the invitation arrived. After her performance, she graciously talked with several individuals in a dark area near her trailer. Three of these were veterans. Two were mothers who had lost their sons in Iraq. She hugged them and cried with them. Camp bugler and Iraq war veteran Jeff Key, in an unplanned and completely spontaneous moment, took Ms. Baez’s hand. He led her to a spot before the many crosses that have been placed at the front of the camp. She was beside him, a diminutive woman beside a tall, strong young man, as he blew taps in the moonlight to a large, respectful crowd. He saluted. They hugged. And there was complete and total silence. When Ms. Baez returned to her private area behind the trailer, she sat down at a table, dropped her head into her folded arms, and wept. +++++ Be sure and visit the source for pictures.
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#37. To: lodwick (#25)
I don't know who Joan Naez is.... but Roy Clark was once engaged to my aunt many many many years ago.
http://www.terrificmusic.com/files/music/horizon/danny_boy_john_gary.ram
Trivia time - do you know who she is talking to in that song? No fair googling.
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
no, tell us. lodwick and i were wondering.
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. I was singing that at the top of my lungs in my car coming home from work about three weeks ago. It wasn't on tape or radio or anything, I was just singing it, don't remember what led to my doing so, I had to have been sober...
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
My understanding is she wrote it about Bob Dylan. They were dating/couple at some point. He wrote her back with "You've got a lot of nerve"
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
Unless she was mis-leading us about the blue eyes, it was NOT Dylan. Hell, most all of us were "dating" back then...if only for a couple of hours or so. More research is required here.
Are you calling William Ruhlmann a LIAR? :)
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
I don't even know Bill. All I know is that all the pics I've ever seen of Dylan do NOT reveal blue eyes - nor should they, or will they ever. Daks, I am in a very pissy mood this evening, apologies up...I'd just like to know who laid to her the Norwegian Wood that she wrote so beautifully about. But if the "blue eyes" line is true, then Dylan was not the one, and we must search further. Cheers, friend.
yuck. how disappointing.
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. Call me a kook, but I'm thinking Lennon.
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
You may be right. Much to my total surprise, my teens, and their friends, listen to all the music I truely thought would be obsolete by now. Not that I exposed them to it, as talk, classical and jazz is what I listen to now, nearly never classic rock. I heard a commentator, a musician, a few days ago who claimed that out kids like Led Zeppelin, and there kids will like Led, and so on. Maybe he's right?
I heard that it was Dylan too. There is more on Love Song to a Stranger. There was that black eyed beauty from Boston Town, Dylan and her were both in Boston on the folk circuit during the '64 / '65 period. I always liked I shall be Released: Rain shall come and winds shall blow,
she says as i remember..maybe she forgot his eye color? this part is apropos to dylan--Well, you burst on the scene, already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the Midwest
Ten years ago I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust
Well, you burst on the scene, already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes, the girl on the half-shell
Could keep you unharmed
Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there
Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
'Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes, I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. I was thinking of changing my screen name to UnwashedPhenomenon, but it'd no doubt trip me up eventually. Too many letters for one thing.
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
here ya go i don't know who he's singing with here.
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. I've been searching all evening for Judas Priest version of this song, record companies are really clamping down, all I could find was some awful Rob Halford wailing peice of dog crap.
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
Have you ever listened to Love Song to a Stranger? If you like Diamonds and Rust you'll like that one too. She sings about all of her lovers in one song. I can't remember all of it, but it is really well done: The brought me a beautiful basket of fruit, My thoughts drift into the frozen night, I remember the boy from the monestary, He laughed liket the chimes of a silver bell, etc.
Lemme see if I can find it. I've not heard it before. Dak, try using the search engine Dogpile and click on audio for your search of that song.
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. Your Twain quote is beautiful. I never saw that before. Smirky the Wonderchimp is now implying that opposing the Iraq war is treason, of course. I can't wait til he is in a supermax, locked down 23 hours a day. He deserves worse. The protesters in SLC had a great run of posters going: Where's Jenna? The rich never send their kids to die, it's the poor and the deluded middle class who pay.
I can't find one any longer than 30 secs online. I liked what I heard though.
If you fall on the side that is pro-George and pro-war, you get your ass over to Iraq, and take the place of somebody who wants to come home. It's kind of rare. It's only on the live "From Every Stage" album. If you want a really good album, you should pick this up. It's a double album and I like almost every song on it. It's one of the real classics in my collection. It has what I beleive is the only obtainable copy of "Suzanne", e.g., Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river, she's wearing rags and feathers from salvation army counters, and the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor, and she show you where to look amongst the garbage and the flowers ....". Also serveal of the great old Emmy Lou Harris songs as well as some I've never heard anywhere else. She does a great Lilly, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts too.
I'm going to be The UnwashedPheromone
In to this furnace, I ask you now to venture....
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she's half crazy But that's why you want to be there And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. And Jesus was a sailor When he walked upon the water And he spent a long time watching From his lonely wooden tower And when he knew for certain Only drowning men could see him He said "All men will be sailors then Until the sea shall free them" But he himself was broken Long before the sky would open Forsaken, almost human He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind. Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While Suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that you can trust her For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
Completely illogical. I'm taking my campaign war chest home and retiring. Dakmar4Senate.2006! Cash only, please.
We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
Well then how about "Pheromone of the Unwashed"? That makes perfect sense and has a nice ring to it to boot. I suppose you'll claim it's too long.
As you know from personal experince, recently, when your spouse was asked, "Are those your real eyes?" (By a waitress whose IQ may have approached room temperature); you just do not write lines like this to open a song, if they are not true: As I remember your eyes Were bluer than robin's eggs +++ It's kinda like trying to describe Elizabeth Taylor's most unique eyes...they are hers, and hers alone.
I think my cat is constipated.
Addendum to J4JP Release - October 13, 2003* You've got a lot of nerve When I was down you just stood there grinning. You've got a lot of nerve You say I let you down, You say you've lost your faith, You have no faith to lose, and you know it. I know the reason that Do you take me for such a fool You see me on the street. You say, how are you, good luck, but you don't mean it. Now don't I feel that good And though I know you're dissatisfied Don't you understand, it's not my problem. I wish that for just one time, We should thank the Nazis for giving us all those stark, frightening images. How else we gonna learn not to act like that? On the other hand, monkey see...
Suzanne absolutely rocks. Thanks for that memory.
The rich never send their kids to die, it's the poor and the deluded middle class who pay. This Twain quote is new to me too, I found it on http://AntiWar.com, in the upper-right hand corner of the website, where a new anti-war quote shows up almost every time I open their website. "Where's Jenna?", that does make a great chant. I am a little surprised the Bush Dynasty didn't send one of Barbara's 17 grandchildren for at least a photo op in a secure sort of unit. But, they must have read the real reports on Depleted Uranium (or had someone tell them what was in the reports).
"Each man must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, which course is patriotic and which isn't." - Mark Twain - Victory and Energy cartoon animations.
Did you know Fat Freddy had a cat? I think it was pretty regular though, so maybe thid falls outside the current discussion.
Did you notice that when this Bush twin stuff started coming up last month the army quit moaning about the recruiment figures? I saw one low key article today and that is about all. The bots are coming back with: "It's volunteer!!". Maybe Bush doesn't want anyone responding: "Yeah, and they desperately need volunteers so whadda you doing here?".
I failed to notice the timing, that sounds about the right amount of spin. I know we don't have a draft, but how do they explain to the National Guard that they are guarding our nation while being blown apart in Iraq? And, it was reported that there are no leaves for Sept and Oct. Where does volunteering end and slavery begin?
"Each man must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, which course is patriotic and which isn't." - Mark Twain - Victory and Energy cartoon animations.
Every freeper that sits over here pounding a keyboard forces a soldier into a third tour of pounding the ground in Iraq.
Go Freepies Go!
"Each man must for himself alone decide what is right and what is wrong, which course is patriotic and which isn't." - Mark Twain - Victory and Energy cartoon animations.
I've had the tape for years; lotta tears in there.
Thanks.
Bob's got blue eyes.
Once in the Jurassic about 150 million years ago, "In some future time, there will be a continent called "The twisting strata of the great mountains and the pulsings And he showed himself in his true form of A handsome smokey-colored brown bear standing on his Bearing in his right paw the Shovel that digs to the His left paw in the Mudra of Comradely Display -- indicating Wearing the blue work overalls symbolic of slaves and Wearing the broad-brimmed hat of the West, symbolic of With a halo of smoke and flame behind, the forest fires Round-bellied to show his kind nature and that the great Indicating the Task: his followers, becoming free of cars, Wrathful but Calm. Austere but Comic. Smokey the Bear will HE WILL PUT THEM OUT. Thus his great Mantra: Namah samanta vajranam chanda maharoshana "I DEDICATE MYSELF TO THE UNIVERSAL DIAMOND And he will protect those who love woods and rivers, And if anyone is threatened by advertising, air pollution, television, DROWN THEIR BUTTS And SMOKEY THE BEAR will surely appear to put the enemy out Now those who recite this Sutra and then try to put it in AND IN THE END WILL WIN HIGHEST PERFECT thus have we heard. ~ Gary Snyder
To her, death is quite romantic was just listening to Dylans "Desolation Row" and was wondering if maybe he wrote that about Joan Baez.
"Most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folks who can't mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has." - William S. Burroughs
#38. To: christine (#11)
Diamonds and Rust
#39. To: Dakmar, Lodwick (#38)
#40. To: MUDDOG (#36)
"Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man"
#41. To: christine, lodwick (#39)
#42. To: Dakmar (#41)
#43. To: lodwick, christine (#42)
But the real hit was the title track, a self-penned masterpiece on the singer's favorite subject, her relationship with Bob Dylan. Outdoing the current crop of confessional singer/songwriters at soul baring, Baez sang to Dylan, reminiscing about her '60s love affair with him intensely, affectionately, and unsentimentally. It was her finest moment as a songwriter and one of her finest performances, period, and when A&M finally released it on 45, it made the Top 40, propelling the album to gold status. But those who bought the disc for "Diamonds & Rust" also got to hear "Winds of the Old Days," in which Baez forgave Dylan for abandoning the protest movement, as well as the jazzy "Children and All That Jazz," a delightful song about motherhood, and the wordless vocals of "Dida," a duet with Joni Mitchell accompanied by Mitchell's backup band...
#44. To: Dakmar (#43)
#45. To: Dakmar (#41)
#46. To: lodwick (#44)
I'd just like to know who laid to her the Norwegian Wood
#47. To: lodwick (#6)
I have to believe that we lived when the best music ever, was being made.
#48. To: Dakmar (#43)
Are you calling William Ruhlmann a LIAR? :)
Two days were never too long,
He stood by the mirror and picked out the rose,
But I already wrote him a song
And wild deer die in the mountain snow,
And birds shall beat at heaven's wall,
What comes to one will come to us all
#49. To: Dakmar, Lodwick (#46)
Well, I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall
#50. To: christine (#49)
#51. To: crack monkey (#48)
#52. To: christine, Flintlock (#49)
#53. To: christine (#49)
And two fingers bowels of glass,
The couch is gold with a floral design
And the wine is germany's best,
And the wine is germany's best.
Frankfurt is covered with snow,
and numbly the fly on the icy winds,
To places their longing to go,
To places their longing to go.
Who wanted to be a monk,
But he brought flowers and wine to my room,
and we both got perfectly drunk,
And we both got perfectly drunk
his eyes were alexaderite blue,
he danced the tight jig with the grace of of a deer,
and I wanted to marry him too,
and I wanted to marry him too.
#54. To: crack monkey, Dak (#53)
#55. To: robin (#8)
#56. To: crack monkey (#53)
#57. To: christine (#54)
#58. To: Dakmar (#50)
The UnwashedPhenomenon
#59. To: crack monkey, Leonard Cohen, Suzanne (#57)
#60. To: Dakmar (#59)
#61. To: crack monkey (#58)
I'm going to be The UnwashedPheromone
#62. To: Dakmar (#61)
Completely illogical
#63. To: christine (#49)
#64. To: Dakmar (#61)
#65. To: crack monkey, christine, lodwick (#64)
Lyrics: Positively 4th Street by Bob Dylan
To say you are my friend.
To say you've got a helping hand to lend.
You just want to be on the side that's winning.
You know it's not like that.
If you're so hurt, why then don't you show it?
But that's not where it's at.
You talk behind my back.
I used to be among the crowd you're in with.
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?
You always act surprised.
When you know as well as me,
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once and scream it!
When I see the heartaches you embrace
If I were a master thief perhaps I'd rob them.
With your position and your place,
You could stand inside my shoes,
And just for that one moment I could be you.
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes,
You'd know what a drag it is to see you.
#66. To: crack monkey (#60)
#67. To: Mekons4 (#55)
Smirky the Wonderchimp is now implying that opposing the Iraq war is treason, of course. I can't wait til he is in a supermax, locked down 23 hours a day. He deserves worse. The protesters in SLC had a great run of posters going: Where's Jenna?
#68. To: Dakmar (#65)
#69. To: robin (#67)
"Where's Jenna?", that does make a great chant.
#70. To: crack monkey (#69)
Did you notice that when this Bush twin stuff started coming up last month the army quit moaning about the recruiment figures? I saw one low key article today and that is about all. The bots are coming back with: "It's volunteer!!". Maybe Bush doesn't want anyone responding: "Yeah, and they desperately need volunteers so whadda you doing here?".
#71. To: robin (#70)
#72. To: crack monkey (#71)
#73. To: christine (#49)
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid
#74. To: robin (#8)
#75. To: lodwick (#44)
I've already said too much.
#76. To: Dakmar (#65)
Smokey the Bear Sutra.
the Great Sun Buddha in this corner of the Infinite
Void gave a Discourse to all the assembled elements
and energies: to the standing beings, the walking beings,
the flying beings, and the sitting beings -- even grasses,
to the number of thirteen billion, each one born from a
seed, assembled there: a Discourse concerning
Enlightenment on the planet Earth.
America. It will have great centers of power called
such as Pyramid Lake, Walden Pond, Mt. Rainier, Big Sur,
Everglades, and so forth; and powerful nerves and channels
such as Columbia River, Mississippi River, and Grand Canyon
The human race in that era will get into troubles all over
its head, and practically wreck everything in spite of
its own strong intelligent Buddha-nature."
of volcanoes are my love burning deep in the earth.
My obstinate compassion is schist and basalt and
granite, to be mountains, to bring down the rain. In that
future American Era I shall enter a new form; to cure
the world of loveless knowledge that seeks with blind hunger:
and mindless rage eating food that will not fill it."
SMOKEY THE BEAR
hind legs, showing that he is aroused and watchful.
truth beneath appearances; cuts the roots of useless attach-
ments, and flings damp sand on the fires of greed and war;
that all creatures have the full right to live to their limits
and that deer, rabbits, chipmunks, snakes, dandelions,
and lizards all grow in the realm of the Dharma;
laborers, the countless men oppressed by a civilization
that claims to save but often destroys;
the forces that guard the Wilderness, which is the Natural
State of the Dharma and the True Path of man on earth:
all true paths lead through mountains --
of the kali-yuga, fires caused by the stupidity of those
who think things can be gained and lost whereas in truth all
is contained vast and free in the Blue Sky and Green Earth
of One Mind;
earth has food enough for everyone who loves her and trusts her;
Trampling underfoot wasteful freeways and needless
suburbs; smashing the worms of capitalism and totalitarianism;
houses, canned foods, universities, and shoes; master the
Three Mysteries of their own Body, Speech, and Mind; and
fearlessly chop down the rotten trees and prune out the
sick limbs of this country America and then burn the leftover trash.
Illuminate those who would help him; but for those who would hinder or
slander him,
Sphataya hum traks ham nam
BE THIS RAGING FURY DESTROYED"
Gods and animals, hobos and madmen, prisoners and sick
people, musicians, playful women, and hopeful children:
or the police, they should chant SMOKEY THE BEAR'S WAR SPELL:
CRUSH THEIR BUTTS
DROWN THEIR BUTTS
CRUSH THEIR BUTTS
with his vajra-shovel.
practice willl accumulate merit as countless as the sands
of Arizona and Nevada.
Will help save the planet Earth from total oil slick.
Will enter the age of harmony of man and nature.
Will win the tender love and caresses of men, women, and
beasts.
Will always have ripe blackberries to eat and a sunny spot
under a pine tree to sit at.
ENLIGHTENMENT.
#77. To: christine, lodwick (#39)
Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row
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