26 July 2013
19 July 2013
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Brian Eno: I'll Come Running
Another Green World, 1975
Françoise Hardy: Le temps de l'amour
The Yeh-Yeh Girl from Paris!, 1965
The Beach Boys: Girl Don't Tell Me
Summer Days, 1965
Linda Ronstadt: Baby, You've Been on My Mind
Hand Sown ... Home Grown, 1969
Johnny & June Cash: If I Were a Carpenter
Hello, I'm Johnny Cash, 1969
Lena Hughes: Pearly Dew
Queen of the Flat Top Guitar, early 1960s
Angel Olsen: Tiniest Seed
Half Way Home, 2012
The Instruments: Mountain Song
Dark Småland, 2008
Sleeping States: Contact Lunacy
There the Open Spaces, 2007
Peter Howe: I'm Alive
Morning of the Earth OST, 1971
Love: Mushroom Clouds
Love, 1966
John Stammers:
Idle I'm (Colorama Coloured in Remix)
Remix 7", 2011
Archie Fisher: Open the Door Softly
Archie Fisher, 1968
Emmanuelle Parrenin: Thibault et l'arbre d'or
Maison Rose, 1977
Kate Bush: Cloudbusting
Hounds of Love, 1985
Virginia Astley: A Summer Long Since Passed
Hope in a Darkened Heart, 1986
Jessica Pratt: Bushel Hyde
Jessica Pratt, 2012
Vetiver: No One Word
To Find Me Gone, 2006
The Clientele: Never Anyone But You
Bonfires on the Heath, 2009
John Cale: Paris 1919
Paris 1919, 1973
Thalia Zedek Band: Walk Away
Via, 2013
Robert Frost: Nothing Gold Can Stay
Notes: A full 80 minutes of gauzy, breezy, wispy respite from the heat. Because some summers, man, oh man, they drop like flies. And, yes, this is that summer.
For the faithful I might update the list with albums and dates but for now the music itself will fill all the holes.
Thanks to play it as it lathes for some bits of needed inspiration.
01 July 2013
Looking at the World Through a Windshield
Spring vanished into a blur of road trips and job applications. And now it's summer. And now the temperature approaches 100 degrees.
The end of April meant moving big black beasts to spring pasture on the desert. Two trucks and two trailers with the capacity to hold about twelve steers each; about 500 steers to move; and a total round-trip time from corral to desert of about 1.5 hours. You do the math.
Driving into the kīpuka and a late season snow flurry.
Sheepherders staking their claim.
Freed happy bastards.
Back to Carey.
No man's land.
The tail end of the storm and the tail end of the Pioneer Mountains.
Next it was off to Wyoming, Laramie specifically, via small roads and smaller towns.
The mighty Snake River poised to experience spring runoff from the mighty Tetons.
The Gros Ventre Range from too afar.
The Wind River Range and Wyoming's highest peak, Gannett (13,809 ft).
What to do in Pinedale.
Because in America the views from your car aren't always as preferred as the views on your car.
There is one thing they do have in Wyoming.
Stayed in the famous Virginian Hotel in the not-so-famous, one-horse town of Medicine Bow and had my first whisky in many, many years. When in Wyoming...
The only thing that inhibits a Wyoming view are the requisite windbreaks in front of your Wyoming home.
Snowy Range Ski Area in the Snowy Range of the Medicine Bow Mountains.
Sinclair, Wyoming. Which came first: the oil refinery or the town?
Back in Idaho.
A few short days after my return I headed west bound for Elko. Six days on the road and I ain't gonna make it home tonight.
The Spanbauer rock barn and dance hall just outside of Twin Falls. It's for sale.
Salmon Falls Creek and the old Wells highway.
Approaching the East Humbolts.
The East Humbolt Range south of Wells and underneath Angel Lake.
Back to Idaho and then north. A week with the little man above Cascade.
Leaving the Soldiers behind again.
School camp morning meditation.
Springtime in the Rockies.
Perfect peace.
Home for now. The engine idles.
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