Grace
Monday, September 1st, 2008This is a live recording from the Kavarna show in July. Lyrics after the jump.
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This is a live recording from the Kavarna show in July. Lyrics after the jump.
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I’m really excited to share this one with y’all. This is the show from a few weeks back at Underneath.
I particularly recommend the third set where I’m joined by a full band featuring Mike Wenthe, Mark Wenthe, and Matt Heller.
Live at Underneath, Set 1
Live at Underneath, Set 2
Live at Underneath, Set 3
Here’s another live recording that I like. It’s from September 27th, 2007 at Northern Star Coffeehouse in Norcross, GA.
The tone is warm, the train is loud, and the crowd is tiny. I hope you like it.
I really enjoyed playing Kavarna last night as part of the Atlanta Songwriter Series. Much thanks to Jim Combs for hosting the evening’s festivities and to Kavarna for providing a great spot for musicians and for folks who want to listen to music.
Thanks also to Mark Wenthe of Dusty Lightswitch for joining me on stage for the back nine.
And for those of you who’ve been asking about live recordings, here’s last night’s show. Enjoy.
“Hey little man, are you made of wood?
You never seem to do the things you say you should.”
Starting to wonder if I even could
Starting to think I’m gonna be this way for good
Then you pull my strings
And for a moment I could do anything
When you pull my strings
I look up and see the lines above me swing
I shuffled through the dance, my intentions were pristine
It’s no fair reminding me my heart is neoprene
If I could drink, I’d have a drink from your canteen
If I could eat, I’d have a taste of your cuisine
Cause you pull my strings
And for a moment I could do anything
When you pull my strings
I look up and see the lines above me swing
So while I dangle, while you kindly oversee
Please don’t forget I possess a longing to be free
And what a cost there is to cut me loose from thee
And what a jumbled, humbled mixed-up pile of me
Cause you pull my strings
And for a moment I could do anything
When you pull my strings
I look up and see the lines above me swing