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CHANGING SEASONS IN NORTHERN NEW ENGLAND Summer is here but fleeing fast. A time for fast plant growth in the gardens. Many hours spent cutting, transporting, splitting, and stacking of wood in preparation for the short icy cold days of winter. This house lot is 580,000 sq ft of mixed hardwood and conifers. A garden of trees to heat the house. It's hard work but honest and actually very fun! Here there's no such thing as an oil delivery, air conditioners, cable or network TV for that matter. For this I am thankful No umbilical cord plugged into mass media programing. This is also the time of the year where the tourists and vacationers invade with their peculiar behaviors. Ahh, summer in the mountains and on the lakes of NH! To chance see a bull moose or black bear wandering through the yard, the coyotes screaming in the darkness, and to actually be able to see the thousands of stars all to often eradicated by the night lights of urban areas. Remember what the Milky Way looks like on a moonless night? The sound of no vehicle traffic? The call of a whiporwill in the lonely still hours of the night? No street lights to pollute the opaque darkness on a blind cloud covered sky? Soon the nights will be cooling and jackets will come out in preperations for colors, smells, and weather of Autumn which is my personal favorite season here in Northern New England. The nights are now starting to get cool signaling the next season, There are even signs of the foliage changes. A maple trees in my yard has a bit of the red foliage of Autumn and the late Summer flowers are in bloom. It won't be long now! Stay tuned for foliage season in NH. If you are curious what it's like, look at my Northern New England landscape folder as it has some nice examples of foliage colors. Labor Day has come and gone along with the transient visitors and temporary summer residents. Now things will quiet down. I was astounded a few weeks ago when I had to stop at the end of my driveway to wait for traffic? Even though I live on a National Geographic designated Scenic Highway, traffic is sparse at most times to say the least..... I have been know to sit in the middle of the street at night not at all worried about being run over! lol Although we saw the effects of the remnants of Hurricane Irene right here it was a non-event. 20 miles north in Crawford Notch and west on the Kancamaugus Highway through the National Forest it was very different.... The heavy rains turned the lazy rivers into ferocious torrents that washed out roads, bridges, and flooded a few communities with destruction. Nov is here and we have already had a major snowstorm! Strange to see the Autumn foliage in a snowcover. Strange indeed, It is the first time in ten10 years I have lived here in northern NH this has happened? Maybe this will be the winter that the new ice age will begin..... The real funny thing about this is I had to drive home from a gig at 3AM while this storm was in full glory. How many of you know what it's like to drive at night on a very isolated strech of interstate highway in a blizzard? Interesting experience to say the least! _______________________________________________ RANDOM THOUGHTS ON MUSIC Music is music. Whether recorded on a $10 michrophone or in a multi-million dollar studio by some hot shot sound monkey. Just image all the resources that go into producing all the big "HITS" just to have millions listening on a speaker the size of an ants hind quarters. Music is music. Whether it's accompanied by lyrics or not. Melodic storytelling (singing) is an adventure for the listener to follow. A setting for a mood, interesting, the center of attention for a piece of music, and an easy way to be led along. Instrumental music, even if it's done with a human voice, can speak thoughts and feelings without words and the listener interprets their own mood or story that's being told using their own imagination and creativity instead of being led along. Even though the spoken word is the single most important sound humans attune to, (except maybe the sound of the car that's about to hit you but unfortunately you can't hear because of the peanut speakers in your ears) how long could you listen to a capella all the time before you go crazy. Respect artists that compose and perform even if you don't care for that particular style. A lot of time, creativity, and hard work go into producing music and contrary to popular beliefs music is not free. It has a price paid by the lifetimes of devotion and perseverance. Support your favorite independent artist, even a little means a lot to them! _______________________________________________ THE LEGEND OF MAGIC ANKLE When I was travelin across this vast land There came a man in a big red van He looked kind of scruffy he looked kind of ill Looked kind of drunk like he was ready to kill Harry was his name and from the town of Easton he came Pulled right on over hopped out of the van Looked kind of dirty almost tanned Said "I'm on a mission I can not fail Got to find a cat with a clothespined tail" Got to find a cat with a clothespinned tail? Got to find a cat with a clothespinned tail! Yea! Harry had to find a cat but he had one growing on his back He said "A prism of light is something that you see A labrynth of darkness a seperate entity The reality of life is in your eye The balance of existence is bright in the sky" Harry what did you say? Then he sad that he had to leave So he pulled out a clothespin from up his sleeve Put it on the tail of the cat on his back Jumped in the van said "Later Jack" Harry was his name and from the town of Easton he came Harry was his name a legend he became The Magic Ankle was his name And he didn't want any fame The Magic Ankle was his name And he just didn't want to take the blame Buff it up! So if your travelin across this vast land And you see a man in a big red van Don't you be worried and don't be afraid The legend of Harry will never fade Harry was his name from the town of Easton he came Harry was his name and a legend he became A legend he became from the town of Easton he reigns Yes, a legend he became LYRICS BY AUDIO WEAPON _______________________________________________ LOST IN THE WOODS Once I went to climb a mountain It was rising into the sky But when the final step had ended I said goodbye to the setting sun Lost in the woods and you can't find the trail It's like living in the brush and you haven't got a tail When the sun leaves the day you know it's hard to find your way Look to the west to know what's best Well put them in your sack and Fly to the sky If only we could try oh not cry for the loss of our innocense missing on the trail Look here comes the dawn And with it it brings a song And once in the warm light of morning Who cares who's wrong LYRICS BY AUDIO WEAPON _______________________________________________ AS THE RACE IS RUN The fruit of life floats on a stream and the light shines down in an everlasting beam But the rain falls down on the dark side of town A clear sky is blue With pastel hues Felling very special Living life with a view Now was it something given Or was it something new Was it something to believe in Or is it something true You're living in a perfect little pretty world Where everything is always nice and clean But life isn't so pretty When you're living from day to day So you get someone to change it In their all so special way Ya do the dance And as the race is run And when you think that it's done For you you know it's only just begun We must rescue the demons from your dreams As you peel back the darkness and try to be redeemed Escape through the doorway from hence you came Not leaving life unfulfilled Oh don't you play that silly game No light shines from the dreams of your youth It couldn't stand the test of time and truth But it only took a little lust to grab all you got And it doesn't make a lot of Difference whether I like it or not Do you ever think about the things that you knew Or wonder what it's like to see A pair of suns rise in view Well life is worth living if not for in just itself And It doesn't really matter if you Surround yourself with wealth hey But still you tuck it away in a word it has to stay For tomorrow there come another day And as the race is run And when you think that it's done For you you know it's only just begun And as the race is run And when a new day has begun So the song of you're living will have rung Yea LYRICS BY AUDIO WEAPON _______________________________________________ |
