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Wednesday, March 15, 2006

A Huge Shout to my Homies

My blog has been M.I.A. (not to be confused with the singer, galang galang,) and now I'm back, thanks to spinning girl, who suggested I republish my blog (duh!).

So Yay!

Back to what's important: Matty and I made CDs for each other. The CDs contain the songs we love, that mean something to us, that (we hope) speak not of how we want others to perceive us, but who we are. A tall order, considering a CD only holds eighty minutes worth of music.

Here's the first five on my CD:

1. "Time Has Told Me" by Nick Drake (That's Richard Thompson on the twangy guitar.)

Nick Drake's voice is so soothing, so sad, and his lyrics say all kinds of of private things that the tunes somehow render very public: Leave the ways of making you be what you really don't want to be/Leave the ways of making you love what you really don't want to love. Yes, I would like to do that. These days I feel like I'm being torn apart. If you decide to buy a Nick Drake album, Five Leaves Left.

2. "Wildwood Flower" by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band (sung by Ma Maybelle Carter).

This is from the 1972 release of Will The Circle Be Unbroken, and again, the whole album is awesome! I guess I chose this one for the autoharp and for the lyrics -- this is humble and incomprehensible mountain springtime poetry -- pure hillbilly folk, imbued with I guess parable. My parents played Will The Circle Be Unbroken over and over again when we lived in a place called Ritzville, Washington. This was a desolate and tiny town full of rattlesnakes and wheat fields and bachelor's buttons. Our house, a rickety two-story shambles, would shake and shudder every time the train passed behind it. I remember jumping rope barefoot in the hot hot streets. I went an entire summer without once wearing shoes, and to toughen my feet I'd run across the sharp gravel behind the church. There I befriended an old Baptist preacher named Brother Dugger -- all the kids loved him because he'd take out his false teeth for us and he'd let us play in his abandoned car. The parents feared something I did not understand at the time -- he was a strange old bachelor who dearly loved children -- but they were dead wrong.

3. "Aa-Shuu dekei-oo" by Huun-Huur-Tu

Huun-Huur-Tu may be an aquired taste -- I've played them for friends and received mixed responses. This band is from Tuva, Mongolia, which you might know by now I'd LOVE to visit. The majority of Huun-Huur-Tu's songs have this horse-rythm; their hooves, their breath, the muscle and soul that makes horse. Which is completely logical -- the Mongolians living in the steppes practically grow up on horseback. But let's not forget their voices! The singers can sustain two notes at once -- the effect is otherworldly, yet it's a sound that comes straight from nature. I was lucky enough to see Huun-Huur-Tu at a teeny little venue in the Santa Cruz Mountains called Henflings. There's no way to describe the power, the volume (no mikes needed) -- the walls could have plausibly caved in and I wouldn't have noticed. ANYWAY, when I was in the Peace Corps, one of my fellow volunteers had served in Mongolia, and we spent many evenings talking about her experience there (don't ever adopt a pet in a developing country). I would love to live in a yurt!

4. "Maggie May" by Rod Stewart

I remember this one playing a lot on my mom's Volkswagen radio, back in the day. Her name was Maggie, and whenever the song came on, she'd turn it up. My favorite line: All you did was wreck my bed, and in the morning kick me in the head. Yep. Lucky for mom, dad was a cop; otherwise she would have gotten a few more tickets. She drove like a fiend, and when he'd chase her with the siren blaring, she'd flip him off.

5. "Raining in Darling" by Bonnie "Prince" Billie

This song is short (one minute, fifty-two seconds) and very asymmetrical -- Will Oldham (a.k.a. Bonnie etc.) begins the piece with something that's part love song and part entreaty. All this builds to the ending where Oldham's voice soars to a melancholy crescendo, brimming with hope and -- really -- illusion. "Raining in Darling" is included in I See A Darkness, which isn't my favorite Will Oldham, but if you're interested in giving him a try, it's a great introduction. I guess many of his fans say this is his best.

Okay, that's just the first five songs. I stop now. Maybe more later?


Blogger ing said...

Ha ha, guess who I spotted on 24th street moving like a speed demon towards an ATM machine because he so very badly wanted to purchase a donut and he'd run out of cash?

Yep, it was Davi.

12:30 PM

Blogger Captain Carl said... be back...ay missed ya yer song pics.....Nick Drake is the best sailin music in the many artist rip him off now its not funny.....

1:08 PM

Blogger ing said...

I missed you too, my carlman! Do you play any instruments when you're out at sea? Or do you have the cabin-boys and so forth take care of that end?

1:15 PM

Blogger Egan said...

I know one of the five songs listed. I suck.

1:44 PM

Blogger ing said...

Oh, you do not! That's part of the fun -- hearing songs you might not have heard before. My own musical tastes are pretty limited and narrow -- I've sort of specialized. So the CDs and lists I've received from other people help to open me up & expand my horizons. I work with lots of musicians and I'm always flabbergasted at what I haven't heard and don't know that everyone else seems to know. You know?

1:51 PM

Blogger Egan said...

I feel you. Well not really, but I do catch your drift. It's refreshing to hear new music and embrace it as a new find. Music is special because of the memories attached to it. You know.

2:11 PM

Blogger ginab said...

Gosh, you're back because you republished your blog and complete with the reasons why you remember/appreciate certain songs. I'm sure there's more! Glad you're back.

Now to check out your co....


2:12 PM

Blogger Moonpie said...

Yeay! Your back Ing, not visited for a while and was quite perturbed by your absence when I did. Love your reasons for choosing these songs. I really want to hear some 'Huun-Huur-Tu' after reading your description and Bonnie Prince Billie too, I know the Palace Brothers, it's the same person, right? I can't stop listening to 'The book of Right-on' by Joanna Newsome, I even have a little dance for it, but that's just for when I'm alone. And Nick Drake, well need I say more. I didn't realise that was Richard Thompson though. Do you know the song 'Beeswing' by Richard Thompson, it was written about Anne Briggs apparently, ooh what I wouldn't give to have a song like that written about me, but I'm not exactly a rare thing and certanly not as fine as a beeswing. Ah well nevermind. Look forward to your next five.

2:26 PM

Blogger ing said...


That's right, brother, and peace out. I have my eyes closed in hippie knowledge as we speak -->



My co. . . oh! He's eating ice cream, I think.



Yeah, you'd love Huun-Huur-Tu, I'm pretty dang sure of it. And yes, the Bonnie Prince is also Palace Brothers -- weirdly, Palace Brothers covers Bonnie Prince songs. I think Will Oldham has several monikers. He toured with Joanna Newsom, too -- yay! I would die to see the two of them together.

I don't think I've heard the Richard Thompson song you mentioned, but I'll check it out on itunes. I wish Beck was singing about me in "Girl Dreams." Come to think of it, perhaps he was!

Hey, who says you're not rare as and fine as! Gimme his address so I can bitch-slap him!

2:37 PM

Blogger Bloodgood said...

Hey Ing baby, long time no comment. I put a note for you on my blog cause I was worried you might think I had stop coming around. So Im relieved to see it wasnt my stupid computer.
Nice picks, I agree with the Capt, Nick Drake is awesome. The only one I wonder about is the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, but Im willing to give them a second chance if you think they are worth it.
I just watched True Stories the Talking Heads movie it was so funny. Have you seen it?

3:00 PM

Blogger ing said...


True Stories: a long, long time ago, back when it first came out, yes! Have you seen Repo Man?

You might like that dirt band album. It's really a country album and it was super groundbreaking when it first came out. I'm not a fan of contemporary country -- this is old-time Grand Old Opry stuff.

3:32 PM

Blogger digitic said...

Ahhh -- so there you are. No hula in your Top 5? Aii-yaa!!! Welcome back!

5:35 PM

Blogger ing said...

Hey there, digitic! YOU are in my top five -- does that count?

5:40 PM

Blogger ginab said...

No ice cream, poop, unless I missed a detail. Quite a penner, mister davi.

5:41 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

Dang, I'm drinkin' water by the gallons cause I've been crying to the point of dehydration. It may take a couple of days to regain my composure, thank God your back! I think Cappy shed a tear as well, and thats no small feat for an old salt. JW

5:46 PM

Blogger Spinning Girl said...

Dude, I love your taste in music (did I just say "dude?"

Weirdest thing. I first heard of Tuvan throat-singing yesterday, and since then I have heard it mentioned on the radio, on TV, and now here.

Last night at my choir rehearsal, a visiting group of Throat-singers from Tuva came to perform for us. I've never heard a thing like it! The amazing harmonics they create are unlike any human sound.

I'll be checking out your other songs too. I do love Nick Drake.

Glad your blog got fixed. I will accept gifts from all your readership. Thank you.

6:14 PM

Blogger ing said...


Poop?! I guess I better hop over to Davi's. I'm concerned.



Oh, Josh, dry your tears forever! I'm back, and now you'll never get rid of me. I will forever complain about your snoring. . .



Why yes, you did say "dude". But look, we all say it on occasion, don't we? And hey, you know what I find incredibly unromantic? When I'm out with a man and he calls me "dude". But that's what I get for living in this area of California.

What kinds of gifts do you like, s.g.? Are we talking chocolate, flowers, jewelry, or what?

12:40 AM

Blogger ginab said...

Inner Mongolia, you have that forever. Nick Drake I believe, I do, lives in Berlin.


PS: and by 'poop', I was thinking. As in oh poop, said thought. It's been so long.

7:13 AM

Blogger sage said...

That Mongolian group sounded interesting and I had to listen to a short piece of their music at Amazon. Will the Circle Be Unbroken is wonderful, as well as Maggie May, which brings back memories of camping with the scouts and listening to a nine volt radio.

7:35 AM

Blogger ing said...


Yes, Inner Mongolia. I should unearth that old wreck, see if I can revise it.

Sadly, Nick Drake passed away in 1974, age 26. He was very depressed, and. And.

So sad!

But not nearly as sad as "A Star Is Born," which I saw with Matty last night. Mr. Kristofferson as John Norman Howard dies in a car accident while listening to one of Esther's (Streisand) songs, and when Esther is forced to relinquish him. . . well, I thought it was sad. 'Course, I know a thing or two about refusing to relinquish my other half.

Have you ever wanted to see Kris Kristofferson reborn as Barbra Streisand? Then this is your movie! Kris Kristofferson is muy hot, too!



A nine-volt!? I'm sure "Maggie May" kept the bears at bay. . . How did you like Huun-Huur-Tu?

10:01 AM

Blogger purplesimon said...

Okay, I'm not gonna talk about the post, I know we share good music taste.

What I'm commenting on is the fact that men call you dude.

No acronyms: WHAT THE FUCK!

I can't get my head around that.

However... I'm drunk. Need sleep. It's only 6pm. A good day.


purplesimon out...

10:32 AM

Blogger ing said...

I can't get my mind around that either! It's soo unflattering! And the thing is, I think these guys believe they're showing how "at ease" they are with me by calling me "dude." But I AM NOT A DUDE!

10:44 AM

Blogger ginab said...

Well who is that one that lives in Berlin and performed in City of Angels? Was I dreaming? Isn't it him?

And everybody: no woman, no matter how comfortable it makes you guys feel to say it, is a dude. Must I start up the lecture about equality? Hmm?

11:36 AM

Blogger ginab said...

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

no comparison.

I'm too old and too far into the story about the bloke that gets up on the bench in the tube station after working eleven hours in the Tin Pan and says:

I woke up in a Soho doorway
A policeman knew my name
He said "You can go sleep at home tonight
If you can get up and walk away"

I staggered back to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know

I took the tube back out of town
Back to the Rollin' Pin
I felt a little like a dying clown
With a streak of Rin Tin Tin

I stretched back and I hiccupped
And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the Tin Pan
God, there's got to be another way

Who are you?
Ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa ...

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still recieve your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?


12:16 PM

Blogger ticharu said...

Interesting that you should point out the influence of the horse on Mongolian music. I wonder if that same influence can be heard in some of the early country artists like Gene Autry?

12:40 PM

Blogger lryicsgrl said...

Hi Ing,
Glad you are back.
My blog is shit. I am going to just keep posting songs that I love. Yup, just use someone else's words, so I don't need to think of anything too creative. Lots on my wee little brain, but still like this outlet, so "bear" with me darlin, and stop by to say HI sometime!

3:46 PM

Blogger catfish john said...

I'm listening to ryan adams.

4:29 PM

Blogger jake said...

...and I'm listening to RAILROAD EARTH!!!!

4:30 PM

Blogger sage said...

Next time I order, I think I'll pick up Orphan's Lament (unless you have another suggestion). The nine volt radio kept the bears at bay, but didn't do diddly on mosquitoes and sand fleas.

what's the interest in bears? Someday I should write a post about "My Life with Bears" since I've had many close encounters with them, but never any real problems with 'em--almost to the point that I get cocky when around them.

4:54 PM

Blogger Toby said...

Well, it's about time I showed up. You've left a few comments at my diary which piqued my curiosity.

I love the The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, I'm not sure who Ma Maybelle Carter is, but I'll bet she's done justice.

Professing one's love for another is always said best with song. My best friend and his wife had a great local (Missoula, Montana) Blue Grass band play their wedding. Not many people would consider such a thing.

As I'm sure you know, I'm a huge fan of the Grateful Dead, but Jerry also had many other projects. Old and In the Way is one grate example. Another is New Riders of the Purple Sage.

Reading about the love you have for poetry and Blue Grass, I'm sure you've heard of both, but on the slim chance you haven't, I highly recommend you check them out.

5:05 PM

Blogger jungle jane said...

Huun Huur Tu? um okay Ing i will give them a go. As long as the horse sounds don't upset the cat.

the cat is already upset because i am interstate all week and forget to get someone in to feed him.

so i guess a bit of Huun Huur Tu might actually cheer him up?

6:15 PM

Blogger lryicsgrl said...

Glad you stopped by, Gina was getting lonely over there..

BTW, Love The Nittty Gritty Dirt Band.....And, wake up Maggie, I think I got somethin' to say to you, it's late september, and I really should be back at school...
Now, I've got to hear this Nick Drake everyone is talking about. Where have I been??? Now about the Mongolian music, hmm? I just am not that sure, but I will think about it!

7:05 PM

Blogger lryicsgrl said...

PS...I am glad your folks were dead wrong about that guy. Childhood, is such a magical place. No monsters should ever pass thru. Oh, and the bit about the feet, I remember doing the same thing, walked barefoot over gravel & the hottest blacktop, just to "toughen" them up, where did we get this stuff??

7:09 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

I dont snore I purr and my purr is like a song. I'm pretty sure of this.

7:28 PM

Blogger matty said...

And, now The Oreos! My A Star Is Born babe! Thanks for hanging with me last night!'ll never know.

I so love your CD!

I hadn't realized that the track I loved so much was from the May The Circle Be Unbroken CD!?!?! I grew up hearing that on my Grandmother's stereo!?!?!? I knew I knew it well, but I coudn't decide why! Funny how the brain works. ...or, how mine works!

Send me a little prayer tomorrow!

...blogger won't let me publish my blog tonight and it makes me sad.

7:46 PM

Blogger JackJumpedOverTheMoon said...


That's an excellent picture of Nick Drake! Awaiting the next five... I'm going to compile a playlist on my ipod. :)

Yeeeep, I'm a geek.


11:15 PM

Blogger jungle jane said...

Ing you must please NEVER disappear again. we missed you terribly. please ensure that you re-publish your entire blog every half an hour so us - your gang - never have to face our Ing-Disappearance-Fear ever again. I beg you.

1:31 AM

Blogger ing said...


Ahhh, Nick Cave. I always thought The Boatman's Call was a super romantic album. . .



I never thought about it, but yeah, I think it can!



It's hard to keep up sometimes -- I do the same thing! (See my last posting, for instance -- it was so lame, my whole blog went white.)



Just don't confuse him with Bryan, and we cool.



Railroad Earth? I don't know these dudes -- are they huge hippies?



First, if you haven't seen Grizzly Man, you just GOTS to see it!

Next, yeah, I like Orphan's Lament the best, though it's also probably the must rustic-sounding album (I like that, others might prefer something smoother).



She's June Carter's mom (I think) -- June, who later became June Carter-Cash, wife of Johnny in black. Ma Carter, head of The Carter Family.

I was going to have a Japanese saipan player at my wedding, but alas, long story. . .

I will check. Hey, do you have The Pizza Tapes, I think it's called? Cute, cute!



Your cat is perpetually upset! Sheesh! I think Huun-Huur-Tu won't do a thing. Only Angus will do.



I guarantee you, judging by what you already like, that you'll fall head over heels for Nick Drake.

I'm glad my parents were wrong, too, and I'm sorry they had to think it. I sort of read their thoughts, and my barefoot summer of innocence died with the bachelor's buttons.



Who's feeding you this? Has Jane's cat been whispering lies in your ear again?



I looked forward to it all week! There's no other person on the planet that I'd rather see that particular movie with. And thanks for the present! [Matty gave me the soundtrack to A Star Is Born]. I will play it for Davi on Saturday. And those Beck remixes you gave me -- fantástico!



Nick Drake was soooo cute! Very shy, too, I hear. I can't wait to find out what's on your CD!



Man, thanks!!! Wow! I mean, thanks!! XXXO!

2:16 AM

Blogger wallycrawler said...

I waited to post until I heard all the music . Wow very eclectic . Your tastes are very worldly .

Why is it every time I go on your blog I feel kind'a slow ? Don't answer that please ?

6:13 AM

Blogger josh williams said...

Janes cat lie? Bull! I was just stating facts. Now I wonder if you where not obducted during your diappearance and horrible aliens probed you and filled your pretty head with lies, like I snore.
Are you or have your ever been or been abducted by Aliens last week?

6:20 AM

Blogger Toby said...

No, I don't have The Pizza Tapes. I actually forgot about that one. Thanks for the reminder. I'll get a copy from my friend who has everything Jerry.

7:20 AM

Blogger ticharu said...

Good Morning Ing!

8:01 AM

Blogger sage said...

okay, since I gots to see Grizzly Man, I've moved it to the top of my Nexflix quene.

10:19 AM

Blogger Me said...

Oh... Carter Family (everytime I play them for anyone they look at me like I've gone loopy. Despite the fact that clearly I went There looooong ago), and Burroughs and Tom Waits all in the space of 20 seconds. I must come back and read more. I'm sure I have more to say. The last time I encountered such exquisite taste it was ... Matty's blog. Go figure.

12:26 PM

Blogger Bloodgood said...

You should definetly post more songs, it would be very cool to see more of what you're into.
P.S. I did read your profile and want more. Im a musicholic, if there is such thing.

4:51 PM

Blogger matty said...

I'm a total music junkie. ...just got turned on to this way cool alt-rock group called Dogs Die In Hot Cars --- best new group I've heard since HAL. And, Ing, I ripped a CD of them for ya!

3:43 PM

Blogger Bloodgood said...

Ive heard of them on KCRW. I think I heard one of there songs a while back. Damn I just got back from the music store too, I got the limited edition The Life Pursuit by Belle and Sebastian(it has a DVD of them live at the BBC) and a New York Doll cd inspired by the new documentary on Aurthur "Killer" Kane bassist for the dolls, I just saw.

8:18 PM

Blogger jungle jane said...

okay i played some Huun Huur Tu. the cat slept through it.

i think we have a conclusion here...

8:52 PM

Blogger josh williams said...

A new Hip Hop/Polka/Square Dance blend is really big here in Indy. R Kelly is ready to visit and ride the next big wave. InaiaNAPolis is no nap town lemme tell ya.

6:01 AM

Blogger Labbie said...

Hi. It's good to be back, isn't it? And are those the same Mongolians who sing from the throat? That's just too cool to pass up.

4:47 PM

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11:51 AM


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