. . . . . Tripping Mantras post a number of songs today that folks might expect me to post (Felt, Spirit, Early Dead not least after the good Dr covering a John Martyn song he features the supposedly legendary live recording of Big Muff from his Live at Leeds album but frankly it is the worst of Martyn to these ears and hasn’t aged well post coke addiction and alcohol combined into this preposterous monotonous posing and somebody take this mans echoplex off him!. . . my least favourite Martyn era . . . . . go check it out . . .so as for bands who truly pushed the envelope this is the Incredibles and features our Liquorice and none the worst for the long missing maiden
Saturday, May 30, 2026
Dr John - I Don’t Wanna Know (Anutha Zone) | jt1674
. . . perhaps the last Dr John bought when it came out . .great cover
Dub it Up! The Skatalites, King Tubby, Carlton Patterson [Michael Scotland]
not my favourite Reggae variation, Dub but this will do! Wash Wash!
[aka michael scotland]
The Skatalites - Dub of love
King Tubby | Dub of a Woman
HERBERG DE KELDER
ALBERT LEE (& TOMMY EMMANUEL) “One Way Rider”
Someone asked t’other day if I knew where the legendary Tommy Emmanuel came from and the answer is of course Australia and here he is with our very own Albert Lee [Manchester UK!]
This was where I found to and thanks to them I post this Telecaster group text from Fred Bordeneuve’s page who I don’t happen to agree with but hey, each to their own! JUST TURN IT UP!
ALBERT LEE & TOMMY EMMANUEL “One Way Rider”
Australian TV (1990)
Fred says: Alright, granted : Albert Lee was already deep into his Music Man by then. But don’t touch that dial: there are still two Telecasters on that stage, and around here, that counts for something.1990... not that long ago, you might say. Except when this footage was shot, the internet was still science fiction and VHS tapes were considered high technology. Welcome to the vault.Right off the bat: Albert Lee, same face, same grin, same stance. Not a gray hair in sight, sure, but everything else ? That’s exactly him. Already that unmistakable style, that crystal-clear picking that hits you like a statement of fact. Nothing changed because nothing needed to change.Tommy Emmanuel is a whole different story. The hair, the look, the young-gun energy, you’d do a double-take before you place him. And then there’s an Telecaster in his hands, which, let’s be honest, is rare enough to be worth calling out. We know the man can play anything, but seeing him in this setting adds a whole different color to the picture. Alongside Dan Johnson, the two legends tear through “One Way Rider,” the Ricky Skaggs classic.“One Way Rider”? More like two riders not quite at the top of their game yet, and already nobody near the ditch. Thirty-six years later, they’re both still standing. That’s usually how real class gets measured ...
Bobby a noodlin’ and a dancin’! In Manchester 1998,To Ramona, Bob Dylan | Woolhall on Youtube
Bobby a noodlin’ a pickin’ and a’dancin’! He’s a Song and Dance Man you know!
Bob has always enjoyed picking, noodling and getting his moves down :) ..
A Woolhall Original from Manchester 1998
Oh you wanted the whole thing!?
It is of course 'To Ramona'
In Manchester 1998,To Ramona, Bob Dylan
Birthday’s this month included LEVON HELM: GOING BACK TO MEMPHIS!
(Seen in the video performing "Going Back To Memphis" with The Band 1983)
"On May 26, 1940, Levon Helm was born! The heartbeat to The Band. Whether as a musician, actor or community builder, Levon brought charisma and charm to his work and that resonated with audiences worldwide."Always remembered on your Birthday, Levon!
Bob Dylan - I Shall Be Free no.10 (destined for the scrap heap says Jack Whatley) | FAR OUT MAGAZINE
Now I awoke this morning with the refrain going through my head of
“I set my monkey on a log and ordered him to do the dog, he waged his tail and shook his head and turned and did the cat instead . . . he ’s a weird monkey, pretty funky!”
and of course in the moments as I emerged from sleep I struggled to place precisely which Dylan song it actually was so googled it and of course found it from Another Side of Bob Dylan as ‘I Shall Be Free No.10’ and in googling found the article from Far Out Magazine that puts forward the thesis that there are Bob Dylan songs that should never have seen the light of day and indeed should be consigned to the dustbin heap of time!
Such a humourless po-faced piece as this belongs of course with the book burners and fascists who would ban the written word in whatever form and censor for censorship’s sake! Now I grant you I too struggled when first I bought my [vinyl] 'Under a Red Sky’ album from the bargain bins discovering Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle which I quote quite often (sic!) and yet . . . . .somehow I would rather it existed than not! I certainly think the early humorous songs of our Bobby deserve better treatment and this peculiarly humourless article is so severely lacking in depth and study it is almost laughable (sic!)
This song is in a strong tradition from the left wing of nonsense songs and silly ditties that goes back to vaudeville and an even stronger tradition of Jewish humour dare I say it!
Wherefore Pete Seeger’s execrable 'Little Boxes' with it’s sophomoric wit? Why Woody was known to spears a humorous ditty or two and it is a a strong tradition!Wash-y Wash Wash (Warshy Little Tootsy) anyone? Riding in My Car? Presumably Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream doesn’t derive the same derision
read an academic paper on Bob’s 115th dream here https://www.exhibit.xavier.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1008&context=library_prize
Bob Dylan - I Shall Be Free no.10
The Bob Dylan lyrics that deserve to be deleted from history: “I set my monkey on the log”
"It’s hard to talk about lyrics and the very art of poetic pop musings without dangling our fingers over Bob Dylan, one of the most accomplished lyricists of his day. But he also had a stinker or two.
Trying to find the worst lyric of your everyday artist is usually something enjoyable to do. Despite our best intentions, as humans, we enjoy revelling in the worst parts of the creative spectrum just as much as we do celebrating the finest.
In fact, there’s a good argument – one found in the collection of algorithms located within our pockets – that diving into the unpleasant waters of our favourite artists can cleanse us as neatly as bathing in their more beautiful work. However, things get a little tricky when the artist in question is Bob Dylan.
At this point, it seems a little redundant to speak on the huge impact Dylan had on lyric writing as a whole. The troubadour was a convenient spark for the counter-cultural revolution who was able to carry the burning embers of poetry into the pop world and create a collection of folk songs that would soon transcend their homestead in the smoky coffeehouses of Greenwich Village, New York, to become worldwide hits that would inspire not just contemporaries like The Beatles, Leonard Cohen or Joni Mitchell but pretty much every artist you love today, too.
Few pop singers have been awarded a Nobel Prize for literature for their magnetic songs and
Dylan’s position as perhaps the greatest lyricist of all time is guaranteed because of this. He has delivered over 600 songs in his time as one of the icons of the music world, and his hefty back catalogue also netted him $300million when he sold it to Columbia recently. But with every expanse of work like Dylan’s, there is undoubtedly a spectrum of quality to dive into.
That’s the strange paradox of someone like Dylan. The higher the pedestal, the more noticeable the cracks become. When an artist spends so much of their career redefining what lyrics can achieve, even the smallest misstep feels magnified. It’s not just about a bad line here or there, it’s about how those lines sit alongside some of the most revered writing in popular music, creating a contrast that’s almost impossible to ignore.
At the same time, those weaker moments offer a glimpse into the sheer volume and freedom of his output. Dylan was never the kind of writer to self-censor into silence, and that willingness to follow an idea wherever it led is part of what made him so vital in the first place. Not every experiment was going to land, but without that openness, the brilliance wouldn’t have existed either, leaving behind a catalogue that feels as human as it does legendary."
“I got a million friends"
Emily Barker New Single - Unpaid Bill | ADVERT BREAK
EMILY BARKER - UNPAID BILL
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You were somewhere else when I woke up
far from together
Crack in a matching coffee cup
spilt, spelt forever
Morning thick as a winter’s coat
holding back the weather
Want a two-shot, short cut, brighter note
brand-new treasure
Light on the front porch is broken
An unpaid bill in your name
Doors to different rooms won’t open
The chair tells me to sit and wait
Ticket to the edge of the open lake
deep decompression
Can’t help but wish for another take
loss as a lesson
No way back to what began
no further direction
Wanna skim read, high-speed, understand
give me a second
Light on the front porch is broken
An unpaid bill in your name
Doors to different rooms won’t open
The chair tells me to sit and wait
You were somewhere else when I woke up
far from together
Crack in a matching coffee cup
spilt, spelt forever
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𝐌𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 ‘𝐔𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥’ 𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘!
There’s so much symbolism in the day to day. Sometimes it’s spooky. For instance, one of a pair of coffee cups breaking shortly after your partner leaves you. Or receiving a bill in the post addressed in their name.
Like ‘White Geraniums’, this song is about sitting in grief: “The chair tells me to sit and wait”. It’s about realising that grief, shock, anger are going to take a while to shift. And that despite wanting an easy, quick way out, that time will do the heaviest lifting of heartbreak.
I recorded this song, and ‘White Geraniums’ with producer Luke Potashnick at The Wool Hall in Beckington, Somerset along with some awesome musicians, most of whom were on the ‘Fragile as humans’ album.
or be like me and wait to buy it from Bandcamp check out and wait on Emily’s extant work here
https://emilybarker.bandcamp.com/music
Angelo Badalamenti - Don’t Do Anything (I wouldn’t do!) [Twin Peaks - Fire Walk With Me - David Lynch] | jt1674
. . . for David Lynch we miss him and the poorer for our loss of a great artist, filmmaker, painter, iconoclast
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