Plainsong v 2

Years ago, when I was at Rice, I had a roommate named Fred who was very musical — he played the piano and guitar  and had a powerful but sweet tenor voice.   One evening, he claimed to me that he could sing anything, absolutely anything.  I challenged him and offered a textbook øn differential equations.  […]

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To The Fair

Here I go again.   I said here that I didn't write songs, and yet here is yet another verse turned into a song, this one from the early 70's. Intro: My mother made me take you out She said that you were very sad, Because your mother and your dad Had perished in a roundabout. […]

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Another Song

Recently, I posted this, which I said was the only true song I ever wrote.   That's no longer true.  A refrain from a Dylan-inspired verse I wrote back in 1968 began to percolate in my brain, and it has just expanded into my second song. Fortune Smiles on a Motherless Child Intro(1): Well, Life, […]

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Poems and Songs

In the Sixties and Seventies, I wrote a number of verses that I called "songs", that were inspired by the popular music of the day.  It was the fashion to refer to artists like Bob Dylan as poets, so it seemed logical to refer to song-like verses as songs.  At some point, I may post […]

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