Wednesday, August 1, 2018

I invite you

I saw the prettiest face the other day at Goat Hill. the way her eyes change when she smiles and the colors that the sun reveals in them. like her paintings, no matter how close you look, there’s more to see. she is steady like those big cliffs that overlook my favorite towns and the river between them. don’t let them tell you she’s not a rock chick. I kissed her on one just the other day.

we watched the July 4th fireworks popping off the Maine coast from the ocean ten miles away. I couldn’t take the picture so she painted what we saw.

this brilliant cascade of notes burst out and I imagined a psychedelic bouquet, hyperblooming in a cartoon-in-real-life vase. an aggressive kiss from my guitar to my Celestion Blue speaker. times like this when chance intervenes. I prepared well for the job, but the moment itself was the genius. I breathe well around that kind of air.

I said to my good friend: you and me have drank some of the same water. cosmically and otherwise. he smiled and agreed.


Saturday, June 9, 2018

"Here In The Future" (live in New Hope with Jenny Cat)

here in the future, I'm still on this ride
and I feel you reach out to me from the other side

video by KaosMusicPromotions
written by Greg McGarvey
from Count The Colors (For Marcella)

Friday, April 27, 2018

"Delilah" (Tom Jones cover) (with Righteous Jolly and Kwamee Geez) (excerpt)

"Terri & J.R. (Gammy & JJ)" (live at Manny Brown's)

I wrote this tune about my grandparents this week and debuted it at my neighborhood bar.

I recall the carefree moments of kid adrenaline and family love, running around their yard in Dunellen, New Jersey. I wasn't allowed to touch JJ's guitar, but, as a photo that's famous within our family proves, I did.

When I turned eighteen, they restored that old Gibson and gave it to me. I wrote some tunes like "Future Tense" and "If It Helps You Dream..." on it.

My mom often feels that they are somewhere in the vicinity, checking on my dad during his ongoing time of need. They're free to fly, and fly they do. Thanks, guys. Love you!





did you ever meet Terri and J.R.? she played the fiddle, he played guitar.

Terri and J.R. stayed together for life like John and June. like old people used to.

back in them old days when the phone stayed on the wall and we weren’t always on call.

did you ever meet Terri and J.R.? now they’re free to fly and fly they do

mashed potatoes and Camel cigarettes. the smell of the laundry vent. country music station and fresh-cut grass. running round the yard. under the clothesline. everything was fine. Terri and J.R. were always nearby.

Terri and J.R. I called ‘em Gammy and JJ ‘cause I don’t talk too good.

they’re right down the road, right near where I live. you can visit anytime.

they told me I can't touch that old Gibson guitar, but if I bide my time, maybe it'll be mine!

sometimes I go and sing their favorite tunes. in crazy times like this, I do imagine that they’d know what to do.