I Liked You Better When We Were in Ohio

I'm a Man of Constant Sorrow - cover

New Mexico (1982)

A Song

The Magic That Happens On A Summer Night

The bad stuff
and the sad stuff.
Anything but the glad stuff.
I'm just not feeling it today.

The 'why' stuff
and the 'high' stuff.
Anything but the 'goodbye' stuff.
I'm just not feeling it today.

We were old and in love.
We were young and tired.
... gets gone before you know it,
and it's all pointless.

Dead ends
and old friends.
Roll credits and the movie ends.
I'm just not feeling it today.
I'm just not feeling it today.
I'm just not feeling it today.

I'm Just Not Feeling It These Days

New Mexico (for Patricia)

Briefly #3

Briefly #4

Briefly #6

It's best to smoke the peace pipe at sunset.
Feed your dreams and give chase.
Heed what the cactus wren said,
and greet the stars with your embrace ...

Evening

Layla - cover

Crooked old women hobble down the street.
Weather old men drive pick-up trucks.
At this stage of life, I suspect,
they just don't give a fuck.

I sleep deep and I dream heavy
on the Petticoat Junction Express.
Thunder rumbles and I dream on,
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

When there are aliens or dinosaurs involved
there are always kids on foot.
You'd think by now they would've learned,
it's safer just to stay put.

I sleep deep and I dream heavy
on the Petticoat Junction Express.
Thunder rumbles and I dream on,
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

Venus and Jupiter drift toward conjunction
on a sea of darkness and light.
I raise my banner to the old Oak King
and dance in the deepening night.

The full moon rises and I'm afflicted.
Grizzly Creek's beginning to crest.
Be that as it may a gentle breeze blows
on the Petticoat Junction Express.

The Petticoat Junction Express

Laughter is the cause of black holes.
It collapses my solar plexus,
squeezing me into a singularity,
stampeding for the exits.

Somebody stood here and did stuff once.
Someday that might be me.
In the meantime I'm makin' black holes,
or maybe they're makin' me.

Sittin' beneath the marijuana tree.
When the fruit falls I'll discover gravity.
In the meantime, there's all this serenity.
Om.

And then there are the memories,
like pressed flowers, still slightly perfumed.
They visit me in my waking dreams,
and lift me up when I swoon.

Sittin' beneath the marijuana tree.
When the fruit falls I'll discover gravity.
In the meantime, there's all this serenity.
Om.

Beneath the Marijuana Tree

...my feeble attempt at this great song...

Goin' up the Country - cover

Love is All Around - cover

 I'm a nekkid pagan hippie -
or so it's been assumed - 
celebratin' Imbolc,
and calling down the moon.

I wanna believe.
Oh, I wanna believe.

I'm a nekkid pagan hippie,
I dabble in the Black Arts.
My arcane knowledge is vast.
Dairy makes me fart.

I wanna believe.
Oh, I wanna believe.

I'm so high, I can touch the stars.
I'm so low, I might be dead.
I'm a nekkid pagan hippie.
I wanna believe.
Oh, I wanna believe.

I'm a nekkid pagan hippie,
descended from an ape.
I've gotta lungful of marijuana.
I'm beginning to dissipate

I wanna believe.
Oh, I wanna believe.  

A Nekkid Pagan Hippie (I wanna believe)

Well, my wife ran off with bigfoot,
while the black Von Trapps sang.
It changed my life in ways I can't remember.
The olive haters came to be heard.
Only infidels laugh at the table.
It changed my life in ways I can't remember.

She's gettin' 40% in her mouth,
and there are several other maybes.
Cookies in Egypt and vegan fierceness.
The rest is a little bit hazy.

Your inflection didn't suggest a question.
We are the meteors; all the good stuff.
It changed my life in ways I can't remember.
Listening through walls and started renewal.
The people of Omo are covered with stars.
It changed my life in ways I can't remember.

She's gettin' 40% in her mouth,
and there are several other maybes.
Cookies in Egypt and vegan fierceness.
The rest is a little bit hazy.

A tooth can only ache so long;
we're all too cool to be Catholic.
It changed my life in ways I can't remember.

Lucid Flashbacks

Witchi Tai To - cover

Okie From Muskogee - cover

Harold Budd, Brian Eno and a Djinn walk into a Bar

We're 30 seconds closer to Doomsday,
thanks to the Orange Hitler.
We're 30 seconds closer to Doomsday,
thanks to that pussy grabber.

If you voted for him,
you're no friend of mine.
You're no friend to the planet.

If you voted for him,
you're no friend of mine.
You're no friend to the planet.

Let's build a wall and fuck with Mexico.
Fuck future generations.
We're 30 seconds closer to Doomsday,
thanks to the Orange Hitler.

30 Seconds Closer To Doomsday

Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart,
and I've got a glass of wine.
We're gonna get neurological tonight
and sing a desert auld lang syne.

Tomorrow we're movin' on some more,
leavin' these 29 palms behind.
Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart,
and I've got a glass of wine.

I see ya found a portal.
Happy trails. Happy travels
I'll see ya again,
unless I already have...

I see ya found a portal.
Happy trails. Happy travels
I'll see ya again,
unless I already have...

Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart,
and I've got a glass of wine.
Your love makes me dizzy, unless that's the pot.
I'm dizzier still, without even tryin'.

Venus is a little further north each evening,
perhaps it's a sign.
Daddy stopped at the marijuana mart,
and I've got a great big glass.
I've got a great big glass.
I've got a great big glass of wine.

(Daddy stopped at) The Marijuana Mart

A fifty-year-old song no one cares about. I am a fossil.

Goin Up The Country

More Musical Archeology, this gem from Leather-Clad Hooligans, written in 1981, recorded in 1997...

The More People Ya Know

...the typical noodling concurrent with Jessica Jones lately...

Jessica Jones

So Much I Never Will

Amie

It would've been a groove to get high with you
listening to "Hitchhiker's Guide."
It would've been a groove to get high with you
blowing bubbles into the night.
It would've been a groove to get high with you
just one more time.
It would've been a groove to get high with you.

Time is a distance I can't overcome.
I'm lost in its darkness.
I'm held in its thrall.

Time is a distance I can't overcome.
Is who we were
who we will be?

It would've been a groove to get high with you

It Would Have Been A Groove (rough draft, featuring the "ambience" of Happy Camp)

...Jim Pepper's water spirit ritual song...

Witchi tai to (cover; umpteenth attempt)

Below-Fi Cosmic Cowboy ... Home Grown and Organic. just the way you like it.

Gregg M. Pasterick

Popular tracks