Thursday, June 25, 2009

Flagstaff Folk Festival

Posted by: Don // Category: news, performances // 9:57 pm

OK, it’s officially summer and time to head for the mountains. If you find yourself in the Flagstaff area this weekend, check out the Flagstaff Folk Festival on Saturday and Sunday, June 27 & 28, 10 AM to 6 PM at the Coconino Center for the Arts, 2300 North Fort Valley Road in Flagstaff, Arizona.

One hundred folk acts on four stages in two days, workshops on all manner of folky things and lots of friends to hook up and play music with. There is also a contradance on Saturday night at the Sechrist school right next to the festival grounds.

D-Squared plays a 40-minute set at the Amphitheater stage at 4:50 PM on Sunday. We thought we’d start out on accordion (just warnin’ ya). Come watch it rain in the mountains, the amphitheater is indoors. Admission for the festival is $3/person & $9/family per day and parking is free. You can check out the full schedule and get further details at www.flagfolkfest.org.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

talkin’ to the rocks (charles)

Posted by: Don // Category: lyrics, musings // 12:23 pm

This week we heard from an old friend who is enjoying a sabbatical down in Costa Rica with her family. She was innocently reading science papers on “forests, glacial histories, climate change models and shifting landscapes” in the dim light when a fragment of this song suddenly popped into her head. The song was written many years ago on the back porch at the ranch and Karen knows that place. More importantly, Karen knows the place in the heart where that song comes from. She emailed asking me for the lyrics and made my day. I thought I’d put `em up here in case that happens to someone else – in case that ever happens to me. Cuz this one always puts me right back on the porch.

if I could move real slow
I could hear the rocks talkin
if I could move real slow
I could see the trees walkin
if I could move really slow
I’d listen to the dead talkin
talkin to the rocks
walkin with the trees
comparin family histories
talkin to the rocks
walkin with the trees
listen to the whistlin of the souls in the leaves

if I could fly real high
this planet get real small
if I could fly real high
I could get away from it all
I could fly really really high
but I could still hear you call
little bitty rocks
little bitty trees
little bitty islands of humanity
little bitty rocks
little bitty trees
little bitty people look just like me

if I could move real slow
I could hear the rocks talkin