From the hotel room stage in Live Oak, Florida, we have the bass player for Shinyribs, Jeff Brown, with an original composition called “Night of A Thousand Tuesdays.” We’ve been there Jeff.
Nope, this is now the latest accepted submission, recieved just minutes ago, here is a phenomenal video and performance from Grace and Tony of the classic hymn How Great Thou Art filmed in beautiful Trinidad, CA.
Coming to us from the Ironto, Virginia, back porch stage, Mike and Cara Gangloff perform an Appalachian drone take on “the old West Virginia logging camp lament: Cherry River Line.” Mike on sruti and fretless banjo, Cara on the hurdy gurdy. This song is off their last release Black Ribbon of Death, Silver Thread Of Life.
Maybe a new record for latest submission, and luckily for Ben and Angel I am in a cheery mood, and I always love a good Dylan cover, so I’m going to slip this in. The official latest accepted CXCW video in CXCW history (got it about 30 minutes ago), Ben Glover and Angel Snow with this beautiful cover of You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go.
Friends of CXCW, Two Mule Blues, are back blowing up, well trying to blow up shit, like they did in their 2012 video. This time it didn’t work out so well. Still, we truly appreciate the effort. See the second video and wait around for shit getting blown the hell up.
Hailing from Bryan, Texas, is Ben Morris, a married gent and father of two. Who like me, prefers to spend time with the family, and preferably on the couch. We could probably be bff’s Ben. He has fronted a 5-piece outfit called Ben Morris & The Great American Boxcar Chorus since 07. This song was written with one of his bandmates, Eric Fisher.
Most of my posts hint at a bit of snark, cause I am just an asshole. This is one of those instances that all snark leaves my body, and I have to realize there really is no point in it. This is what Erik had to say about this song:
I am not a singer or guitar player… but I love to play guitar. I wrote this song after my brother Christofer took his own life on August 19th, 2013. We were extremely close, spoke and texted constantly, our last conversation was on August 18th, 2013. He sounded like himself, we made plans to get together the following week, but the very next day he took his own life. I knew he was stressed about his contracting business and I knew that was a strain on his marriage… but I never would have thought he would do what he did on August 19th… My world changed, I never got to say goodbye to my best friend. At his funeral his wife did not want anyone speaking about him… I did a reading at the service and had to say something to him, so I did, in Norwegian. Our mother was from Norway and we were both fluent, I knew his wife would not understand what I said, but he would and that all that mattered. At the end of the song is what I said in Norwegian and then the English translation. I happened to go outside that morning to get something out of my truck and heard the shot that took his life… at the time I had no idea that’s what it was and it wasn’t until much later that I realized what I had heard. Had he not done what he did he would probably be divorced and bankrupt today, but he would have still be here, with everyone that truly loved him, his kids, father, brother, nieces, sister-in-law, aunts, uncle, cousins and friends! Instead he is gone forever, his wife is a millionaire thanks to his life insurance, and his children will never know him or what an amazing person he was! This song is for Christofer…
Sorry for you loss, Erik from the CXCW gang! Be well…
U.S. National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (English/Spanish): 1-800-273-8255
Some folks just can’t keep away from the couch. Eyes Like Birds return for a third set this year, telling us,
On the Ides of March 2015, Eyes Like Birds thought it would be a good idea to hike up to the chimney on the Mary’s Rock trail in Shenandoah National Park and make some videos for this year’s Couch by Couchwest.
Turns out that whole, ‘Beware the Ides of March’ thing was for real. Et tu?
Dead camera phones, broken strings, forgotten equipment and lungs, liver, knees and toes, knees and toes. But, it all worked out and with cold hands, an un-amped U-bass, and one guitar string missing, we accomplished our mission.”