ok lets get serious now . . . . . . here’s our Billy
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Wednesday, September 23, 2026
Billy Strings - Seven Weeks In County | Austin City Limits : ACL Live ACL Festival
Donovan - Catch The Wind (Live on German TV ’65)
A lovely version of a favourite song . . . . . . perhaps one of the finest written about lost love
Red Shoe Boogie!
You Dancin’?
Another random unannounced track , , , ,
Fortunately this is a doozie too! I should start a LUCKY DIP section? What do ya reckon? Why we could feature Pop Music?!
Dylan of The Day : This month back in 1989 Dylan released Oh Mercy!
Great album with many favourite songs and this is no exception plus this video!
Snoopy calls it . . . . . . Autumn it is then! (‘Fall' to our Merkin visitors!?)
Tuesday, September 22, 2026
John Prine: Lake Marie, When I Get To Heaven, Paradise
Ending the day with this from John Prine and his cronies and just a year before his death . . . . .astonishing guts, sheer bloody minded braggadocio and sheer cajones!
Look at the love in the bands faces . . . . . . not a dry eye in the house here
"This may even be the last professionally shot concert footage of John Prine ever, captured live at The Capitol Theatre in Portchester, NY on April 12, 2019 - just shy of a year before his death. There’s a bunch of cell phone footage from his final year, but nothing I’ve ever seen that can touch this. John was ailing plenty at that point, but he is so fully engaged in this performance, it’s inspiring to see.He played for well over two hours, and this is the wonderful tail end of it, with better audio now synchronized. The songs speak for themselves and what songs they are! Nobody addressed the human condition in song better than John."
- Lake Marie
- When I Get to Heaven
- Paradise
So his late signature move of dancing off stage to Lake Marie a year before his death, I found this hard to watch for the longest time but heck . . . . . . He was apparently in no pain and boy was he enjoying himself. Post operative (x2) for cancer operations on his neck and still with a voice to hit you in the heart, he fought the greatest fight and hell's teeth it took COVID-19 to knock him down for the very last time!
Bob Dylan said:
“Midwestern mindtrips to the nth degree. And he writes beautiful songs. I remember when Kris Kristofferson first brought him on the scene. All that stuff about Sam Stone the soldier junky daddy and Donald and Lydia, where people make love from ten miles away. Nobody but Prine could write like that.
If I had to pick one song of his, it might be Lake Marie
Leonard Cohen- Like A Bird On A Wire | Sylvie Simmons ‘ I’m Your Man: The Life of Leonard Cohen | Leonard Cohen Archive
Leonard Norman Cohen was born on 21 September 1934 in the Royal Victoria Hospital, a grey stone pile in Westmount, an affluent neighbourhood of Montreal, Canada. According to the records, it was at 6.45 on a Friday morning. According to history, it was halfway between the Great Depression and World War II. Counting backwards, Leonard was conceived between the end of Hannukah and Christmas Day during one of the subarctic winters his home town managed to deliver with both consistency and brio. He was raised in a house of suits. Nathan Cohen, Leonard’s father, was a prosperous Canadian Jew with a high-end clothing business. The Freedman Company was known for its formal wear, and Nathan liked to dress formally, even on informal occasions. In suits, as in houses, he favoured the formal English style, which he wore with spats, and tempered with a boutonniere and, when his bad health made it necessary, a silver cane. Masha Cohen, Leonard’s mother, was sixteen years younger than her husband, a Russian Jew, a rabbi’s daughter, and a recent immigrant to Canada. She and Nathan had married not long after her arrival in Montreal in 1927. Two years later she gave birth to the first of their two children, Leonard’s sister, Esther. Early photographs of Nathan and Masha show him to be a square-faced, square-shouldered, stocky man. Masha, slimmer and a head taller, is in contrast all circles and slopes. The expression on Masha’s face is both girlish and regal, while Nathan’s is rigid and taciturn. Even were this not the required camera pose for the head of a household at that time, Nathan was certainly more reserved, and more anglicised, than his warm, emotional, Russian wife. As a baby, Leonard, plump, compact and also square-faced, was the image of his father, but as he grew he took on his mother Masha’s heart-shaped face, thick wavy hair, and deep, dark, sloping eyes. From his father he acquired his height, his tidiness, his decency and his love of suits. From his mother he inherited his charisma, his melancholy and his music...