Oh, New Mexico. Went home for my brother’s wedding, which was absolutely fantastic. That’s why this is late. (Not that I’m blaming him or his lovely wife.) It’s kinda short, but the week was up and this was all I had. I’m also recovering from a virus that’s still making its way through my family. Everyone, feel sorry for me. We really did see a huge pile of trash on our way in.

<a href="http://rushmorebeekeepers.bandcamp.com/track/the-place-where-i-grew-up-52-11">the place where i grew up (52-11) by rushmore beekeepers</a>

oh new mexico, it’s good to be back home again
we saw a lot of trash, raced a couple trains coming in
oh new mexico, it’s good to be back home again
i missed these mountains and these places
i haven’t been in awhile

and my hometown may be growing
but it never really changes much
and this will always be
the place where i grew up
and the place i fell in love

I think Dakota (our lab mix) must have been feeling left out, because as I was recording this she started barking really loud in the backyard. You can hear her, faintly, after “fade with the embers”. It’s pretty much in rhythm, too. So I’m pleased to announce Dakota’s show business debut on barking vocals.

Whew. It’s been a crazy few weeks.

<a href="http://rushmorebeekeepers.bandcamp.com/track/just-passing-by-52-10">just passing by (52-10) by rushmore beekeepers</a>

feels like these days are just passing me by
i try to drag them out, but they keep on going
oh i would write a letter, but i lost the address
the universe has no regard for our troubles or our happiness

seems like these people are just passing by
i try to stop and smile, but i just can’t do it
i wonder if they don’t see me, or if they exist
something about contact, i need to resist

i’m driving home, trying hard to focus on the road
the sun is shining behind the hills, i know it’s bound to explode

feels like these fears are just passing by
it’s too early to tell, but i may be allright
ink will fill these pages from dreams i don’t remember
thoughts will sneak so quietly, and fade with the embers

Inspired by one of Carrie’s tweets (about growing flowers) and the wind knocking over our yet-to-be-planted trees; the vicinity to Earth Day, however, is purely coincidental besides the aforementioned tweet. I added an electric lead guitar part, but it proved too Tex-Mex for this song. Perhaps it will show up later somewhere.

<a href="http://rushmorebeekeepers.bandcamp.com/track/upright-to-the-wind-52-9">upright to the wind (52-9) by rushmore beekeepers</a>

i will dig this hole and someday maybe plant a tree
the dogs will try to get the birds and there’ll be
plenty of shade for you and me

i will try to help this tree stand till it can stand on its own
its branches will move and its leaves will shake
but it won’t fall no matter how hard the wind is blowin’

and the sun will rise on the other side of today
and the sun will set on this side of tomorrow
and the moon will glow with just enough light for you
and the stars will draw their heroes and monsters

you could dig this hole and someday maybe plant a tree
their branches may meet in the middle and there’ll be
plenty of room for a blanket and you and me

and your dreams will carry you through the storm
and your dreams will wake you before the morning
and your toes will hold you upright to the wind
and your fingers will draw the only map you’ll need

As a general rule, I try to stay away from social / political commentary in music. Although I like folk music, the stuff I really enjoy is old enough that it’s all about love, murder, betrayal, birds, the pines, and other things that don’t have much to do with labor unions and political causes and such (not that there’s anything wrong with that). Now, I’m not sure what to say about this song, except that it’s not about anything in particular. I know, how punk rock and original of me. I should add that, if I were more responsible, I would have recorded this earlier in the week so Sam could add some neat stuff to it.

<a href="http://rushmorebeekeepers.bandcamp.com/track/things-that-refuse-to-change-52-8">things that refuse to change (52-8) by rushmore beekeepers</a>

don’t try to say we’ve been through this all before
nothing really changes except for the things
that refuse to change
and i will be standing, so i can see everything
and maybe believing, believing everything i see

we can hold our hands out waiting for someone to help
or take this knowledge and take care of ourselves
i will be looking, so i’m sure not to miss a thing
maybe believing some of the things they tell me

all of these faces, they look the same to me
suits, ties, or dresses, the script might change
but not the meaning
and i will be watching, and listening to everything
and maybe believing some of the things that i see

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