The Flower Power Hour with Ken & MJ: Recent Episodes
Ken Rundel
The Flower Power Hour with Ken and MJ Rundel. It's a flashback to the Golden Age of Flower Power, with music mostly from the 60s ,70s and 80s, coming from the Bamboo Peace Palace in Eureka Springs, Arkansas with the vibe of peace, love, and rock and roll. The Flower Power Hour is the fastest growing syndicated radio show today. It is already endorsed by artists such as Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull, Jorma Kaukonen of Jefferson Airplane and Hot Tuna, Roger McGuinn of the Byrds, Jim McCarty of the Yardbirds and others, whose liners in our show give it a level of credibility not heard on other show
Featuring Buffy Sainte-Marie
Charlie’s tune n up his car up on Cripple Creek, using a strange brew of pretzel logic on his cylinderswhen he says to us, “Well, that’s it for the other one. Let’s get on the Cripple Creek Ferry now and cross over Cripple Creek to sing the Cowboy Song to the universal soldier with all your love to put an end to the war racket. Or we could sit here like a rolling stone and just look at little sister.”
Music /Interview show with John Lodge of The Moody Blues
Isn’t life strange? One minute I’m just a singer in a rock and roll band, lookin’ through the eyes of a child and the next thing I know I’m steppin’ in a slide zone on my lunch break, plannin’ my departure after peak hour’s over. I’ll be goin’ up the country to ride my see saw til evening, time to get away. I think either my candle of life is goin’ down or else maybe I’m just waking up from a Gemini dream as the day begins.
Music/Interview show with Dave Mason
Dear Mr. Fantasy,
Only You Know and I Know that you Shouldn’t Have Took More Than You Gave. However, You Can All Join In the Crosstown Traffic as we head out All Along the Watchtower to see the World In Changes. And I am Feelin’ All Right cuz I’m Coming Home.
Love,, Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
P.S. As I Look At You, Look At Me! I’m a Man.
Featuring Peter Frampton
So I’m in the middle of a thought dream about whiskey and women and I see the lines on my face and ask myself: Who am I? Well, I’m a guy who loves rainy day women. Numbers 12 and 35, though, they make me stop and start it all again. Then one of ‘em says, “Do you feel like we do? Cuz if you do I’ll give you money to take me to Europa for the big hoedown.”
Music and Interview show with Leon Hendrix
I used the red telephone in the red house and called up Mustang Sally and proud Mary to tell ‘em about the changes. Castles made of sand, I told ‘em, are no match for the power of love. So on a rainy day dream away all your cryin’ from them blues and carry on, . And oh yean, if you need a friend just call me up from the skies.
4 Long Songs and a Bonus
It was the last illusion she ever encountered. It looked like she could safely take a few more steps, but she was already much too close to the edge. Now my love lies bleeding at the bottom of that cliff and I’m on my way to a funeral for a friend. I’m gonna tell her: Shine on, you crazy diamond.
Featuring Dan Fogelberg
It’s all right Ma, I’m taking a good look at the man in the mirror to see what’s below the surface. And you and I both know I need to get closer to fine-tuning my personality cuz I’m no new world messenger. But there’s a place in the world for a gambler, so I’m trying to sing the Diving Duck Blues all the way from Phoenix to Illinois without getting my feet wet in the Tullamore Dew. I’ve just gotta lay it on the line.
Featuring Lou Reed and The Velvet Underground
These days everybody knows that you play with fire when you look into the sun. And Stephanie knows who sweet Jane is gonna walk on the wild side with this Sunday morning – it’s another man! But I’m not letting my love, peace and happiness hide away. No. I’m waiting for The Man.
Featuring Humble Pie
Well, it’s Tuesday afternoon, and finally, after 30 days in the hole, I’m gonna open my eyes and head toward Love Street. I’ll bring some scarlet begonias to that avenging Annie while singin the New Lee Highway Blues. And I’ll tell her, “Oh sister, I’ll be your rollin’ stone, but I don’t need no doctor. Just a pot of black coffee.”
Featuring Barclay James Harvest
Tired of singin’ the Poor Boy Blues cuz you have no one to depend on? Then listen up. We’re looking for Mill Boys to build longer boats for a child of the universe who has no one to hold on to. So Misty Mountain Hop over to our office someday soon and ask for Jessica. No Opportunity Necessary. No Experience Needed.
Featuring Melanie
Hello friends! Ever thought “Why can’t I be free?” Has it made you bitter? Bad for her health, you know. Instead, you should be hearing the news about smokestack lightning! Have you heard? Everybody knows this is nowhere. There are seasons to change before peace will come. And yet the Boy with a Moon and Star on His Head IS walkin’ on water. I miss you being close to it all! Remember - Yours Is No Disgrace.
Featuring Gypsy
As far as you can see there is only one Gypsy Queen in Uno Mundo. “We love you,” she says. “I wanna go crazy on you, cuz tomorrow is the last to be heard. And I say, “Well, come to Poppa and we’ll have heaven when I’m dead and gone.”
Featuring the Mark-Almond Band
Ever ask yourself, “What am I living for?” Does your teacher go one way Sunday and look through the eyes of man on Monday? And do you have thoughts about Roxanne’s boobs a lot? If so, leave the city immediately and head for cloud nine in Shady Grove, California.
I am a rock - a most peculiar man. Because I believe you gotta go where you wanna go even if it means right place, wrong time. See, I used to be king, a real pied piper until I met Suzanne. And just like a woman named Eleanor Rigby, she said “Gimme some truth,” and then she’d ask me stuff like “Do you believe in magic?” and “Where have all the glowers gone?” But I’m not into the rain, the park, and other things. I just like rockin’ in the free world, and writing Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.
Featuring It's a Beautiful Day
Don and Dewey Fotheringay were totally wasted. Union blues and the great compromise in America made them do a rain dance with a white bird who said, “Tell me all the things you do, because here’s the deal: Time is runnin’ down on me!”
Featuring Rory Gallagher
Hello Moonchild, and welcome to the Machine Tour.
We’ll be pickin’ up the pieces of the sound of silence on our way to a place the locals call MotherEarth. It is a million miles away, but after you roll me up and smoke me when I die it’ll seem more like a country mile. And who knows, you could be the king of a land edged in blue. There it is, see it? The 3rd Stone from the Sun.
Featuring Climax Blues Band
This old cowboy is reaching out to avoid perpetual change. I told him it’s a case of you telling Baba O’Riley “You don’t love me.” It can’t happen here so he washeading for Amerita today. But he lost his sense of direction and he just couldn’t get it right. Ended up inGraceland.
If you wanna change the world, find somebody to love, maybe in Hot L’anta or in old old Woodstock. Lay down with ‘em on those long, misty days and drink an apricot brandy or maybe a salty dog. You’ll feel like a conquistador who’s just turned a whiter shade of pale in the midst of a citywide power failure.
Don and Dewey Fotheringay were totally wasted. Union blues and the great compromise in America made them do a rain dance with a white bird who said, “Tell me all the things you do, because here’s the deal: Time is runnin’ down on me!”
Every night all I wanna do is have a poor man’s dream, cuz something’s bothering me. Actually someone. He’s the Misty Morning Stranger. Can you see him? Do you hear me callin’ him? His name is Lillian and he’s famous enough, I guess. He told me part of the plan is that you don’t waste the waiting cuz you’ll be home again soon, diggin that good day sunshine
It was a Black Day In July, and I was a Stranger in a Strange Land, Flying Free and Fearless downthat Carefree Highway from the Early Morning Rain til Sundown, remembering the Storyin Your Eyes, looking for a little Peace Of Mind, and hoping to Turn It On againwith my Snowblind Friend and the Wharf Rat. And then I heard The Voice.
I was blowin’ free – I was a real space cowboy – I could fly like an eagle. I would sit with the guru for a Siberian khatruwith incense and peppermints. He told methat the Messiah will come again – she’ll be an autumn lady and she’ll make theworld turn around. But only if I ain’t superstitious.
I had this déjà vuwhere I was getting the acoustic motorbike ready for the big bicycle race onthe day of the eagle. I was learning to fly and we had gotten about eight mileshigh when Mr. Tambourine Man - he is one good man – and he starts fixing thefool and me an Orange Blossom Special. Nowthe bells Of Rhymney are turn turn turning around in my head and I’m ready totake the world apart! I declare myself king of the hill.
Can I tell you about aMagnum Opus I’m writing? It’s a song forAmerica that will enable everyone to Carry On -Wayward Son or not, overcoming TheWall and all the dust in the wind so we can perform Miracles Out Of Nowherebefore we reach the Point Of Know Return. So, can I tell you?
To Susan on the West Coast Waiting: I am Burnin for you. Please don’t leave me in the Louisiana Rain with the Cumberland Blues. Don’t do me like that! I’d rather be a seagull singing here comes my girl! Signed, your Dixie chicken. P.S. Meanwhile I’ll be doin’ the Tripe Face Boogie, Knockin’ on Heaven's Door, & sailing out Into the Mystic.
To: The Loner, (that’s what she calls me) I’ve been reading my back pages and I see it’s time to roll away the stone. So here goes. Babe, I’m gonna leave you. See, I’m a woman who does not feel like making love. I’m going to join the Warboys on the peace train to say a prayer for peace. So just face the fire, OK? Hmmm. She didn’t sign it but there’s a P.S. Remember, even a shooting star can rock steady.
Who Are You to call me a Liar? You Can’t Do That cuz last Time of the Season I saw you give it everything you got, you dropped. Reeling and stupid, you couldn’t even Hold Your Head Up. Like Honey. Remember Honey? I had enough so I had to Tell her no, and now she’s not there. But hey, at least God Gave Rock and Roll To You, and me and Maybelline, and Rod Argent!
I Dig Love but not just the I Me Mine kind of love, but also the If Not For You kind. Cuz All Things Must Pass, and when you’re Heading for the Light, you know, The Inner Light that leads to Instant Karma Day after Day, to help you Be Here Now all the way to the End of the Line, you can put a Badge or Something on Poor Elijah but he’s still gonna cry Wah Wah While My Guitar Gently Weeps.
Well, Dust My Broom if it isn’t a Rock and Roll Woman reading The Good Book. Hey Gyp, Move Over! I Know You Rider, so let’s Keep On Truckin.’ Everydays a good day to Rock Me like Johnny B. Good. But Even in the Quietest Moments we ARE in the middle of a Monster Suicide, America. All I can do is shout Sookie Sookie.
Music and interview show with Jeff “Skunk” Baxter of Ultimate Spinach, Holy Modal Rounders, Steely Dan and the Doobie Brothers
Two Hangmen were going through a lot of Changes trying to make the Jet Set. Sigh. Instead they now raise Cat Food on a Farm on the Freeway, but they Carry On. They Rock On, actually getting’ their Rocks Off in a Low Rider. And Who Knows Where the Time Goes cuz after a little Cuban Bluegrass they get the Rock and Roll Crazies and realize – hey - It Doesn’t Matter!
Everything you know is wrong, right? So you run away from Ohio to try your First Legal Joint. Then you Roll another Number and leave it for your buddy, Cortez and then you Split 2 Ride the Wind to Euphoria. You dig it so you stay there just Blowin’ in the Wind, playing Boogie Chillen number two and searching for those illusive Words (Between the lines of Age)
Who’s Been Talking about this Draft Dodger? Rags on my Legs don’t help my image but You Don’t Have to Cry about it, cuz from Sunny South Kensington As the Raven flies all the way to La Grange I’ve been searching 50,000 Miles beneath My Brain for how to become a Sharp Dressed Man. I’m already standing In a Rainbow, but Alexis, what else do I need?
Some Cheap Sunglasses!
Here’s a little advice from the Legend of a Mind known as the Nights in White Satin. First, be careful on a Tightrope when This Wheel’s on fire. Second, keep the bug out of the limelight. Third, The Lover of the Bayou and her Chestnut Mare advise that never comes the day to buy a Gun for You Son. And finally, to answer your question, No. People should NOT move into Castles Made of Sand.
The Children of the Sun sue the Pride of Man in Court and Spark up a conversation with Mona on the 59thStreet Bridge. They’re talking Vietnam Potluck Blues while singing River Deep Mountain High and Higher and Higher and wondering, What About Me? I need some Fresh Air.
With God on our Side, the Children of the Revolution are writing the Theme for an Imaginary Western. In it the Mississippi Queen takes a Nantucket Sleighride on the Carpet of the Sun, heading for Yasgur’s Farm. And when Evening Comes the Monkey Man inhales a Tangerine. “I Dig a Pony,” he shouts. “So bang a gong and gimme some Room to Move!”
Last evening we had felt a Draft. Morning came, and we saw why - a Triad of Wooden Ships was floating Eight Miles High above us. I was laughing so hard I Almost Cut My Hair with a Dolphin’s Smile and Guinnevere had to Carry Me & Lay Me Down or I would’ve been a Long Time Gone. In other words, Find the Cost of Freedom For Free or it’ll be Déjà vu all over again.
I’m A Man who’s no Stranger to Highway 61. Revisited Johnny B Goode there and he told me I’m yours and I’m hers. What? Now, I could tell you I got my mojo working, but to Tell the Truth I am barely Alive and, well I’m nearing the End of the Line. Trying to choose between the Self-Destructive Blues and the Mean Town Blues.
Hello, I’m Your Hoochie Coochie Man. Maybe, like me, you’re dying to live and you wanna shed your Frankenstein image and make a grand Re-Entrance. Well, Let’s Get It On Have some Rock Candy. Get It While You Can and Johnny B Goode will take you on a Free Ride down Tobacco Road in search of a little Rock and Roll Hoochie Koo.
Dear Extra Terrestrial Intelligence, it’s me, Back Door Man. I am asking for a little Shelter from the Storm. Buckets of Rain have fallen on 2nd and 3rd and positively 4th Street, too. Now The Shield has failed and I would Love You To just Shake Your Hips and then I Shall Be Released. Tomorrow Never Knows, but I am no Idiot. Wind or no wind, I, Back Door Man, am not a fan of the Gallows Pole.
Have you ever read Tales of Brave Ulysses? What a Bringdown, eh? But take it Easy Driver because I am a Patriot and I’m writing a Song For Our Ancestors, titled, Hello in There, The World Needs Love! It’ll be about a Quicksilver Girl who is an Early Morning Riser. She starts every day with a Spoonful of Well, All Right down at the Crossroads.
Oh Sweet Mary, if you’re saying I Need A Man to Love, Call On Me. I hear You’ve Been Talking About Me Baby while I been singing these Traveling Riverside Blues to Ramblin’ Rose, and she says Catch Me Daddy, I’m Flying High and I Keep On trying to decide if I need a Ball and Chain or just the Nu Boogaloo Jam. Or maybe a Combination of the Two.
Behold, a band of freaks known as the free Spirits in the Night, led by the one they call the Father of Night. The rest of us know him by his given name, Joe Hill. The freaks believe when Joe yells “Waiter There’s a Yawn in my Ear.” It will trigger a Ripple effect causing even Ordinary People to become blinded by the Light.
The Highway Star dropped me off at Babylon and said real loud, “Don’t Bogart that Joint.” I Hear You Now, I replied and I passed it to the Queen of Dreams, who happened to be flying by. I Feel Free, she said, Blow Wind Blow, cuz Livin’ Ain’t Livin’ on the ground and up here God Is Alive, Magic Is Afoot. As for me, I’ll Find My Way Home even if I have to walk. Yeah, Feats Don’t Fail Me Now.
Dear Sweet Lorraine, On this July Morning You Keep Me Hangin’ On, cuz I know that being with you would be Easy Living, easier than, say, Stealin’ a Salisbury steak from a Gypsy.
Everybody’s wrong for making me spend Christmas In Prison on Highway 61. I looked for Trilogy during the Moratorium but she’s not there. Wanted to tell her Still You Turn Me On. I Am the Mercury. But From the beginning they called me Frankenstein. Now in the 21stcentury, Schizoid Man is my name and I live on a Knife Edge.
The Prodigal Son, Simple Sister and me, we got No Expectations. The Times Are A-Changing, and who knows, maybe One of These Days a Politician get caught in a Ramble Tamble and put a Ring Around the Moon! As for me, I got Stage Fright and a bad case of Chest Fever, but It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding) around the edges. That’s The Shape I’m In.
So I was fighting off the Walkin’ Blues, knowing I Better Change. I told myself, All You Need Is Love, and Your Time is Gonna Come - you’ll find Somebody to Love. I headed to Itchycoo Park with the Sunfighter and we were watching Sally Go Round the Roses and I noticed She Has Funny Cars. Oh Well, Don’t Let it Bring You Down, I thought, cuz I Got My Mojo Working and I am the Crown of Creation.
Dear Abby, I think I must have been Born under a Bad Sign. When I Was Young, after consuming Wild Mountain Honey with a Southern Man, I had Visions of Angels, in particular, an Angel from Montgomery named Jesus. The missing years, he told me, that’s When the Levee Breaks, and, he said, Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You into Heaven Anymore. For that you’re gonna need a little Karn Evil 9, 1st impression, part 2.
It is So Sad (The Whole Worlds In a Tangle). But Life Is a Carnival and inside a Leavin’ Trunk Out in the Woods there’s a Magic Mirror that can Roll away the Stone and sing A Song for You like Great Balls of Fire. Meanwhile I’ll be Watching the River Flow.
You Got Lucky Last Night - you jumped Into the Great Wide Open and didn’t Turn to Stone. Woohoo. We are Living in the Material World, after all, and The Light that has Lighted the World says, hey, Handle with Care! And Isn’t It a Pity our Romance In Durango reached the End of the Line? The Telephone Line, that is. What? I’m not singing It Ain’t Me, Babe. I’m singing She’s My Baby.
The Healer and the Union Man were wondering Why Does Love Have to so Sad? And they thought, if we keep doing The Walk of Life with Peace in Our Hearts then we’ll Keep on Growing and Anyday now we’ll be sailing those Wooden Ships in search of Layla.
If you’re 2000 light Years from Home and the Cosmic Messenger says you got No Time To Lose, then it Ain’t Nobody’s Business what Smackwater Jack does to Be Free, right? So, Are you Ready For the Country? Then you Might as Well Take a Giant Step toward the Mission. Cuz you Ain’t Gonna Whistle Dixie Any More during the Statesboro Blues.
A few words For My Lady. In the Beginning I would have sacrificed myself at The Stake, cuz When You Dance I can really love and Happiness Runs all over My Own Space. So Baby Please Don’t Go to Swingtown with Tennessee Jed and The Wizard. OK? I got the Walkin’ Blues and I Wish You Were Here and I wonder, Who Do You Love? What’s your uh … Situation?
What Am I Living For? Well, Sonny’s Thing is to Walk On Gilded Splinters like a Peace Frog at Danny’s All Star Joint on Blue Sunday. But as for me, I Look Into the Future and sing a Song for America, it’s the song Of A Lifetime, and it’s Pure and Easy, And I sing it Anytime I’m Feeling That Way
So I was singin’ Lee Lo with Henry Diltz in Creque Alley and having a Conversation with Sweet Baby James. I Ain’t Scared Of Your Jail, I told him. Then he asked me, Who Are the Brain Police? Well, I said I was Born Under a Bad Sign with the Roadhouse Blues, and I’m helplessly hoping that there’s a Place in the World for a Gambler. Confused, he said, I’m gonna Go Back Home For What It’s Worth.
We tried to Share The Land with the Universal Soldier. But, In Spite of Ourselves, his Powder Finger made us Move On to Higher Ground. You said I’m so Tired and I said well, Lively Up Yourself! So then you went back Home Again. Do You Miss Me Darlin? Well, Three More Days and I’ll be there. I'm a Bus Rider!
A Chestnut Mare and a Coyote were trying to get their Mojo working using nothing but Diamonds and Rust. So I says to Isis - Oh Sister - I need One More Cup of Coffee before we head to Mozambique, cuz it’s in the path of a Hurricane named Sara.
So she says, I Just Wanna Make Love To You in a Ring of Fire on a San Franciscan Night while teaching a Tie Dye Lesson to a guy from Illinois who wonders, Have You Seen the Saucers? Well, I tell her, As the Years Go Passing By I find it hard to Run Through the Jungle. Heck, I can barely do the Old Folks Boogie. But if you think I Am the Walrus, You Better Think Twice. Because I’m a Man. A man they call the Sky Pilot.
Hey Youngblood, it’s me, Jumpin’ Jack Flash. Dude - A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall While My Guitar Gently Weeps, man, cuz It Don’t Come Easy but That’s the Way God Planned It. Anyway, Love Minus Zero No Limit, right? And hey, I’m Awaitin’ on You All, man cuz It Takes a Lot to Laugh, but It Takes a Train to Cry “Wah Wah” Just Like a Woman. And hey, are you like from Bangla Dunn or Bangla Desh?
I was in Alabama when I heard Bombay Calling. It was my Pride and Joy, a Brown Eyed Woman who was more like the Heart of the Sunrise than a Canary in a Coal Mine. She sang the Change song to me, and then she said there’s Nobody But You, so Don’t Fear the Reaper. Just get on Back to Georgia.
He was the Salt of the Earth with No One to Depend On. You Can’t Always Get What You Want but he had to Try anyway. Don’t Do It, they said, but he knew an Illegal Smile could wipe away Yer Blues. Some folks made a Fire on the Mountain. What are their names, he wondered. But still he had Sympathy for the Devil. Most folks called him Batuke. But I knew him as Jumpin’ Jack Flash.
It was a Simple Twist of Fate that Turn Turn turned the China Cat into a Sunflower. See, we were singing the Ballad of Easy Rider and digging those Country Comforts. But when we’d gone about a Country Mile, the Father of Night, aka Mr. Spaceman, says to us, I Want You to take a little Space Oddity. As Your Mind Flies By, you’ll be Nothing But a Burning Light, Eight Miles High.
In The Future Someday Soon I’m gonna ask Carey to Rock Me on the Water, and then flip me over and do Both Sides Now. What? Then I’m off to a Cathedral in Arizona where the Bells of Rhymney chime, and where Everybody Knows that Suite Judy Blue eyes is about Judy Collins. Everyone, that is, except Suzanne.
I Can’t Explain it but sometimes I just feel Helpless. Like I’m on The Other Side of Life . Like I’m Out on the Weekend and it’s Beggar’s Day, and I’m wonderin’, Where Do the Children Play? And then I see the Cowgirl in the Sand sippin’ Apricot Brandy and singin’ the Jackson-Kent Blues For the Turnstiles! It’s weird, man. At times like that I look Up From the Skies and remember, I’m on the Third Stone From the Sun.
It’s Time to talk about a sweet Child in Time. She is Passing the Time by asking, Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is? She DOES know that you cannot squeeze Time Out of Mind, that Only Time Will Tell, and that Time Waits For No One. And there Comes a Time she realizes that the Time Has Come Today.
It was Sookie Sookie, Mr. Blue Sky, and me. We were hanging out in Avalon with Sweet Jane when she says to us, “I Am the Light of the World. But don’t play any Mind Games or you’ll see The Real Me.” And then she says, “I found a Message in a Bottle. It said, ‘God wants you to Love. You Better, You Bet. And, please, Give Peace a Chance.’”
Hold On It’s Coming. Yep, I’m headed for a Heartache Tonight. Unless, I Feel Good enough to Turn the Page and avoid my 19th Nervous Breakdown. I need to Shake off the Demon Til It Shines. Meanwhile, to avoid The Dire Wolf, the Lamb Lies Down on Broadway Like a Rock. Look, she’s got those Suite: Judy Blue Eyes. Hey - If You See Her Say Hello. You think she’d go for a Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Man?
Do I Look Worried? That’s cuz I’ve been reading the Epistle to Derroll, where it says Everybody Is Everything and Everything Is Coming Our Way if we remember There Is A Mountain where it is always the Season of the Witch. So Don’t Kill the Whale or the Poor Cow. Instead, take the Caravan to the Promised Land. I Will. And if there’s a War, let’s pray to the Fat Angel.
A music and interview show with Mark Stein, keyboard player and founder of Vanilla Fudge. They’ll do a long opener and closer from Vanilla Fudge, Plus music by Frank Zappa, Tommy Bolin, Led Zeppelin, and Deep Purple, and Mark talks about his encounters with those folks.
We Were the Dreamers. The ones with the Crazy Eyes. We were just Pickin’ Up The Pieces in the Heart of the Night lookin’ for a Good Feeling To Know. When a Kind Woman, a Rock and Roll Woman On the Way Home says C’mon, we’re Expecting to Fly the Flight of the Dove!
Yeah, we were the dreamers. We were Expecting to Fly the Flight of the Dove! But Nowadays Clancy Can’t Even Sing
There was a Working Man in California who drove a Big Yellow Taxi. He was staying at Our House in Woodstock, And One Fine Morning, it was a Chelsea Morning, I think, he asked, What Would You Say if I told you I’m gonna write a Theme for an Imaginary Western with lots of Rollin and Tumblin’. I said, well, All Right Now! And he said, either that or I had Too Much To Dream last night.
The Unknown Soldier said, back in 1983, A Merman I Should Turn To Be, but I’m a Man. Well, Life Does Not Seem What It Seems, and you’re only as Pretty As You Feel, so he would Ramble On Before the Deluge through Crosstown Traffic. It was a Rainy Day. Dream Away, he did, and he heard Somebody Singing the Burning of the Midnight Lamp.
He was a High Flyin’ Bird At the Zoo in Omaha and He Was a Friend of Mine. Like a Rolling Stone he rang the Chimes of Freedom at the Monterey International Pop Festival. But Today I want to Paint It Black because now he hears only the Sound of Silence. Don’t know what did him in. Maybe it was the Viola Lee Blues, or the Summertime Blues, or maybe it was the Combination of the Two.
I had this dream about the Ghost of Tom Joad. It was Life During Wartime, and I was about to Cry Me a River. But With a Little Help From My Friends, the Space Captain wakes me and says, hey, Have You Seen the Stars Tonight? And then he says, I Wish You Would Save the Country. Then, we’d be Feelin’ All Right.
After Learning to Fly, 2 of America’s Children, The Loner and the Cinnamon Girl, said their 49 Bye Byes and took off Flying to Ohio to Find the Cost of Freedom. Don’t Ask Me Questions about why they were a Long Time Gone. Maybe it was because Down by the River they got Comfortably Numb and they were sure that It’s The End of the World As We Know It. Or maybe it was just the Pre-Road Downs..
I’m Skating Away on the thin ice of a new day. I want To Cry You a Song and Look into the Sun. But With You There To Help Me Nothing Is Easy if you’ve got the Zealot Gene. Suddenly the Teacher looks at me and shouts,
My God – you’ve got Locomotive Breath!
Oh well. It was A New Day Yesterday
I don’t know about you but this Living with War is giving me the Kozmic Blues AND a Rocky Mt. Breakdown. But the Rock and Roll Doctor told me that’s Fool’s Gold. I said, Well, Roll Me Away. And he showed me the Key to the Highway. He said just be Free. Four Fascinating Things to meditate on will help: Blue Water, a Hummingbird, a Roundabout and most importantly, We Have Heaven.
So me and Uncle John’s Band are Comin’ in to Los Angeles knowing that You Don’t Love Me. And While My Guitar Gently Weeps, I am ready to Roll Away the Stone and get down with The Supernatural. And I Know a Little Black Dog Down By the River in California who is One Toke Over the Line. So, I’m Steppin Out.
Dear Choo Choo Mama,
Did you hear - Another Man’s Done Gone, another loud Runaway tired of buckin’ The System, headed for The Ocean, or maybe Babylon.
As for me, I Am Constant, but I’m also, Tired, and I’m wondering, Where Have All the Flowers Gone? I feel like I’m In A Daydream. And I see The Four Horsemen take A Right Along the boulevard of Desire. They’re Looking for the L.A. Woman.
Be Careful With a Fool cuz even a Tangerine can be Vicious on a Lazy Day. That’s as Clear As the Driven Snow. So How Do You Sleep?
As for me, I dream The Dream of the Archer who’s got the Subterranean Homesick Blues. He’s thinking things Gotta Get Better. And they will cuz Have You Heard - The Voyage is about to begin. So, Are You Sitting Comfortably? I hope so. Meanwhile, we’ll be Waiting in the Bamboo Grove.
So, you wanna be a rock and roll star? Well, Isn’t Life Strange! But In My Life, I like to Gather Round the Stone In the Evening with a Salty Dog and Ride a White Swan to the Sea of Joy in Vahevalla. Or maybe catch a Cowboy Movie. But then, Isn’t It A Pity - we get stung by The W.A.S.P.
So we were all hangin out at the Red House - Me, My Baby, Not So Sweet Martha Loraine, Gyp, and the Pied Piper of Woodstock, Artie Kornfeld. We’re about 8 miles high and we’re in the middle of singing the Ballad of John and Yoko when The Devil and Jesus appear. “Hey Gyp - Mainline Florida,” the Devil shouts. But Jesus answers. “Your rumors of glory are just rumors.” Then he turns to the 5 of us, smiles, and says, “Are you reaching out for someone?”
Hello Dear Friends, I’m A Man who asked you to Throw Your Hatred Down - on Ruby Tuesday and every other day. Then you did, And It Stoned Me! I was Sufficiently Breathless and couldn’t even Say Witchi Tai To. I mean, You Shook Me and left me Dazed and Confused. So PLEASE Gimme Shelter cuz I’m Goin’ Down.
One day Rose says to me, Hey, Edward the Mad Shirt Grinder, what’s all this Dirty Business on Europa? Ramble on Rose, I say, maybe they’re lookin for a Diamond in the Rough. Me, I’m headin’ for Shady Grove with the Children of the Revolution So Let It Rain. I’ll just Keep On Smilin’ and Rollin’ and Tumblin with All the Young Dudes.