Monday, October 1, 2007

help me find this person

Looking for the girl from Bangor Maine
little help.

It was 1974. I was 24. I had been living in Bangor Maine doing construction work and had made some friends that went to the local church and hung out at the homeless men's shelter. After I left Bangor to go anywhere but Bangor, I ended up in a town on the coast of Maine in the Kennebunkport area. Wells Beach Maine. Not much of a beach. Little tourist town. I got a job there building some rich person's house on the beach. I was pretty much an unskilled worker and there didn't really seem to be that much for me to do. One weekend I goes back to Bangor to retrieve something I left there. And I left a lot...not materially of course because I didn't have anything except my clothes and a guitar. Nuts really. But during my visit back to Bangor as I was leaving one of my friends told me that a tall girl with long blond hair from California had come through town asking people about me. That's all I know. The rest is something that has remained a mystery all these years. Who was she? Why did she come to Bangor Maine looking for me. Was it someone I knew or a friend of a friend? Anybody know the answers to any of these questions, or just know anyone in Bangor Maine or anything about Bangor, feel free to help out. It would be interesting to find if the age of the internet really does have any useful purpose as far as finding people. I remember so many people from Bangor but can only recall a couple of names. Maurice and Lew. Ha, ha. Not much to go on I know....

Friday, August 17, 2007

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Tuesday, August 14, 2007
LET YOUR YES'S
BE YES'S
AND YOUR NO'S
BE NOSES




IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS I HAVE HAD
THINGS THAT HAVE SLIPPED MY MIND
I CONJURE UP EMOTIONS
THAT DISSAPPEAR LIKE THE DEW
THINGS LIKE SLEEPING WITH MY 17 MONTH OLD SON
AND WAKING WITH THE FAINT SMELL OF URINE
PRESENT IN MY NOSTRILS THE WHOLE DAY

THINGS LIKE WIPING THE BATHROOM FLOOR
WITH A RAG ON MY FOOT
AND HOW WILL I GET EVERYTHING DONE
THAT NEEDS TO BE DONE


AND THE DAYS I WANDERED
EVEN ON SATURDAY NIGHTS, ALONE
RESIGNED TO BEING A LONER
WHEN I WAS ANYTHING BUT
BUT JUST UNABLE TO BREAK OUT
OF MY PRISON/SHELL OF ALONE-NESS

TRYING TO MAKE MY OWN WAY
USELESSLY
FALLING BACK ON THE COMFORT AND AID
OF THE 'ENEMY', MY FAMILY.

AND ONLY THEN FINDING
PEACE
NOT WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR
BUT PEACE
AT LEAST, PEACE,
ACCEPTING THEIR LOVE
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS

REALIZING
THEIR LOVE WAS TRUER
THAN THE LOVE I WAS SEEKING
OUT THERE

REALIZING
THEY WOULD STAND UP FOR ME
STAND BY ME
WHEN THE REST HEADED FOR THE TALL GRASS...

A LITTLE LATE, YES,
A LONG TIME COMING, YES
BUT, YES, IT'S GOOD TO BE HOME.






AND I FIND MYSELF GOING BACK TO THAT FLORIDA MOTEL ROOM
SITTING UP IN BED
WEARING MY GREEK FISHERMAN'S HAT
THE ONE THAT MADE ME THINK SOMEHOW
OF ALL THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE BEING POSSIBLE

ALL THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE
IS STILL IMPOSSIBLE
BUT IS IT POSSIBLE TO THINK OF THE IMPOSSIBLE
BEING POSSIBLE
EVEN IF YOU KNOW IT WILL NEVER BE ACHEIVED

CAN YOU EVEN THINK IT! WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT THE OUTCOME?
LETTING MYSELF HAVE MY WISHES
WITHOUT FEAR OR ANXIETY OVER WHETHER OR
NOT THEY WERE PRACTICAL OR REALISTIC
TRYING TO SHUT DOWN THE NO IN MY BRAIN
FOR JUST A MOMENT AND LET MYSELF
SLIP INTO ACCEPTANCE OF THIS TYPE OF THINKING
WITHOUT THE DOOR BEING SLAMMED SHUT
AS SOON AS I DARE THINK OF HAVING WHAT I DREAM OF
BEFORE I EVEN HAVE A CHANCE TO ENTERTAIN THE POSSIBILITY
THINKING, DREAMING, WISHING, WITHOUT COUNTING
CALCULATION SPOILING
EVEN THE THOUGHT

OH, I WISH I HAD A------------
OR EVEN AN--------------
LOVE
JOY
PEACE
A COUPLE HITS ON THE HIT PARADE
FUN
PEOPLE WHO ARE FRIENDLY
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU WISH FOR
EXACTLY
IT'S JUST BEING ABLE TO DO SO WITHOUT
WORRYING ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES
THE IMPRACTICALITY...ETC.




STATE SONG

AND SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO
THE PEARL

EGYPTIAN GEM WANTS TO HAUL MY HEAVEN AWAY
BUT THE EARTH IS THE LORD'S AND HIS IT'S GONNA STAY
BUT LORD, IT JUST AIN'T RIGHT
SO I PRAY WITH ALL MY MIGHT
LORD DON'T LET 'EM TAKE MY HEAVEN AWAY
NO, LORD! DON'T LET 'EM HAUL MY HEAVEN AWAY.

CORPORAPERS WANNA MESS OUR HAPPY HOME
WE NEED TO ALL GET TOGETHER TELL EM LEAVE OUR HEAVEN ALONE
BOYS ARE YOU READY TO FIGHT.
NO WORDS GONNA MAKE IT RIGHT
YOU CAN'T DISCUSS NEGOTIATIONS
WITH THE BUSINESS END OF A GUN
AIN'T NO NEGOTIATIN' WITH THE BUSINESS END
OF A GUN.

MY MAMMA TOLD SON W.VA. IS YOUR PEARL
AIN'T NO OTHER PLACE LIKE IT NO WHERE ELSE IN THIS WORLD
AND MASSEY'S GONNA HAVE A FIGHT
IF THEY THINK THEY CAN ROB US BLIND
TAKE AWAY OUR MOUNTAINS AND STEAL OUR PRECIOUS
PEARL.

I LIKE TEXAS AND I LIKE TENNESSEE
BUT WHEN YOU'RE TALKIN' W.VA.
THAT'S WHEN YOU'RE TALKING TO ME
BUDDY DON'T YOU PUT HER DOWN
THERE'S MORE THAN COAL IN THE GROUND
THERE'S BLOOD IN THE SOIL THAT'S WHERE THEY'LL BURY ME.

THESE APPALACHIAN MOUNTAINS JUST AS FAR AS THE EYE CAN SEE
STRECHING OUT INTO THE DISTANCE LORD HOW
THEY BECKON ME
I CAN HEAR EM WHEN I LAY ME DOWN
MASSEY DON'T YOU COME AROUND
BEFORE YOU MESS WITH MY MOUNTAINS
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO MESS WITH ME
SAY YOU MESS WITH MY MOUNTAINS
YOUR GONNA HAVE TO BURY ME.

MASSEY DON'T YOU PUT HER DOWN
THERE'S MORE THAN COAL IN THE GROUND
THERE'S BLOOD IN THE SOIL, THAT'S WHERE
THEY'LL BURY ME...

T. PAIGE
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Tuesday, June 12, 2007
The Golden Calf

In five days God created the Heavens and the Earth. And on the Sixth Day, God created Man.
And he saw that it was very good.
And on the Seventh Day he rested.
And on the Eighth Day, Man created MTRdestroying the Mountainand all that lived in the Mountainand filling the Valleywith waste from the Mountainso that there was left no more life in the Stream.
And though Jesus had once walked through the valley of the shadow of deathon the Eighth Day there was no Valley.
But Death was Everywhere.
And though he had delivered his first Sermon on the Mount,on the Eighth Day there was no Mount.
And though he had fed the five thousand with loaves and fishes,on the Eighth Day there were no fishes left in the Streams of W. Va.
And False Prophets arose preaching false doctrineand Dominion of Man over the Earth to justify their Destruction and led many astrayand were like the Five Foolish Virgins who foolishly used up all their Oil so that when the Master returnedtheir Lamps were useless.
And when their Lamps were emptythey ran to the Five Wise Virgins who had saved their Resourcesand used them wisely and replenished the Earthand whose Lamps lit the way for the Master's Return.
And they begged them for Oil. But the Wise Virgins refused saying"This oil is for the Master's Return."
So the Five Foolish Virgins, through cunning and deceit,lobbied the Corrupt Politicianssaying 'we must have their Oilfor the Good of The Country'.
And they bribed the Corrupt Politicians
And they forced the Five Wise Virgins to handover their Oiland their Landand their Homes.
And there arose a great Darkness in the LandAnd a great Cry went up throughout West Virginiaand all the Land:
"Why did we allow the Foolish Virgins, the Coal Companieswith their Drag Lines and Big Machines and Corrupt Politicians in their Pockets,to deceive us?"
But, yea, it was Too Late.
And in Darkness and with many Tears,Man bowed down to worship the Golden Calf he had created on the Eighth Day.
T. PaigeJune 12, 2007
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Saturday, June 09, 2007
ORACLS
ORACLS (Orphans and Children of Lousy Songwriters) needs your help.
Hi my Name is Bob and I'm writing on behalf of ORACLS. Oracls needs your help today. Millions of orphans and children of lousy songwriters are going hungry because their dads and moms never got an even break in the music business. People like Nodam Wonder, the brother of Stevie Wonder, a very talented guy who just never got a break, Nodam Wonder.

Please give today.

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ORACLS
ORACLS (Orphans and Children of Lousy Songwriters) needs your help.
Hi my Name is Bob and I'm writing on behalf of ORACLS. Oracls needs your help today. Millions of orphans and children of lousy songwriters are going hungry because their dads and moms never got an even break in the music business. People like Nodam Wonder, the brother of Stevie Wonder, a very talented guy who just never got a break, Nodam Wonder.

Please give today.

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Food for the Rude
Thousands of rude children go to bed hungry
without dinner
millions of rude people
cannot eat at restaurants
without a little
bit
of waitress spit
in their food
why? because
these poor folks have never
been taught
the basic lessons of politeness
to waitresses
and parents
Won't you give today
and help them now
to learn HOW to overcome their
rudeness?
It only takes a moment of your time
to give
Food for the Rude...
needs your contribution
to overcome this life endangering
disability
which is reaching epidemic
proportions
in the USA
yada, yada.


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Tuesday, June 05, 2007
time line of possibly the greatest line ever
Writng a song...had the first verse...then after about a month this:
I saw myself, I saw myself
in the light of your smile
elapsed time---one month at least till:
looking for a parking place
I ain't seen one in awhile elapsed time 1 hour then:
might be forty years of tears and trials
but I found my parking place
in the light of your smile.
I cross myself, I cross myself (this came with first verse)
then, two months later:
with intersecting lines
just a routine traffic stop
at the blinking edge of time.

the way I have it figgered, I was trying to write in too narrow a vein, like all them other songs...didn't leave room to use the rest of the language that we humans employ in our daily lives...was looking for that classic moment, that never came...so it may mean nothing to you...but it got a song out of my head...
T. Paige

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Saturday, June 02, 2007
goodbye nashville
The day I left Nashville for good
with it's button down shirts
and hatred of originality
creativity and crookedness and failure
it was either raining or snowing
I was having a melt down
a classic job
and it was dark earlier than usual
and darker, or so it seemed
a darkness I wasn't prepared for.
I decided to go back to Lanier's house
and stay one more night
but Lanier wasn't home
later he would tell me he left a key...
somewhere...
goodbye wasn't sweet
I left but came back
for one last kick to my balls
then I was done.
Here's how that happened.

I walked into the reception room
a huge room
a brand new building
some huge conglomerate
was buying them up
this was '86, ready to make a buck
on country music by turning it into pop...
I told the receptionist what I was about
and damned if she didn't look scared of me
I screamed at her, Look, I'm trying to make it
in the music business too!!
I knew I was out of control
and that was the last time I tried anything
of that nature for awhile.
They can spot you just as soon as you
walk in the door
you don't have the smile
you don't have the gait
you don't have the professional demeanor
you don't have any business being there
they can spot you, it's their business to
unceremoniously show you the fucking
door, gate, street,
whatever
well, at least I got my lick in there
screaming at that honey of a receptionist
with her dear in the head lights look
watching this wild son of a W.Va. wop
rip the country veneer off that throbbing mask of pure
New York bullshit.

The best time I ever had in Nashville, music wise
I was just a dumb shit optimist of 27
up on the stage at the Exit-In
staying at a decent motel for the night
or the weekend probably
and then back home
it was pure joy...

well worth it
highly recommend it
tell 'em T. Paige sent you





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Thursday, May 31, 2007
bumper sticker



STOP
everything.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The flags flew at half mast today

The flags flew at half mast today

When the flags go down
sometimes it means
something has gone wrong
someone has given up
someone has found a gun

a cry has gone out
a killer is born

hell has found a way
sin has found a path
the world has gone cold
the lights have grown dim
the sun has been told
'shine no more
today'

hope was shoved aside
hate will have its day
as darkness

when the flags go down
lives will be changed
and as sure as the sparks fly upward
life will go on...

someone say a prayer
someone call a cop
someone get a gun
someone, someone
when the flags go down.

T. Paige