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• I.
• Belén (orginal, solo guitar)
• Put Your Records On
• Time after Time
• I’m only Sleeping
• Norwegian Wood
• Can’t Buy Me Love
• That’s It, I Quit, I’m Moving on
• Georgia
• II.
• I Feel the Earth Move
• Satisfaction
• Honky Tonk Woman
• Trouble
• Stay with Me
• Please Try (original)
• Redemption Song
• Me and Bobby McGee
• III.
• Blues for Alice (solo guitar)
• Fly me to the Moon
• All of Me
• God Bless the Child
• Summer Time
• The Thrill Is Gone
• Every Day I Have the Blues

Norwegian Wood (String Trio Version)

Tall Grass on High Fields (Norman Blake)

Here’s an original song from the mid-eighties recorded over the winter break in Dave Iwinski’s home studio.

Barely touched-up.

“Los años”

Very much looking forward to Sunday’s show with Alan Gleason on bass, and Jim Ediger on fiddle.  Trying to upload a track from our rehearsal.  A new flavor for Art.

Music is a lot of things–melody, dance rhythm, community, story-telling, good-time party drive—and I’ve often bristled at descriptions of Jazz as “too intellectual”. Listen to Billie Holiday or Coltrane’s “A Love Supreme.” However, I have to admit that much of what I enjoyed at the jazz-guitar duo performance the other night was this jaw-dropping display of brain power. One thing music is, is an opportunity to watch/hear intelligence in action. Sound shapes sculpted on the spot. Narrative improvised in poetic lines, reined in by time, dual rhyme of rhythm displayed to amaze. Yet sweet, like a bee over a flower, sharing the powder (<em>poder joder</em>) of generation and stinging at the stop. We want more. No, go home; leave the flower for another day. What does it take to learn to play that way? Sound asleep on the train going home, now I’m awake at four, in a zone, with my love on my right and my guitar on my left, a pain in my breast; the same old fear of failure to learn … to … be …