Can't believe I'm chiming in on this one, but yeah, he was alright. "Leader of the Band" was played aggressively on the small am station I grew up listening to, but I got the message early on and remembered it.
I probably owe some of my tip jar bounty to Dan Fogelberg, people always seemed to like to hear those covers whether I was playing solo or in a band.
Here's the last verse of my favorite Fogelberg song, Nexus:
In a spiral never-ending Are we drawn towards the source? Spinning at the mercy of an unrelenting force? So we stare into the emptiness and fall beneath the weight Circling the Nexus in a fevered dance with fate -- Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light.
Everytime I see an Ex in Kroger, I don't try to touch her sleeve. Instead I go into Artemis Gordon mode and disguise myself as a saloon hooker or a Mexican cattle baron to avoid pointless awkwardness.
Can't believe I'm chiming in on this one, but yeah, he was alright. "Leader of the Band" was played aggressively on the small am station I grew up listening to, but I got the message early on and remembered it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for chiming in, Bill. The guy told some really cool stories with his songs.
ReplyDeleteI probably owe some of my tip jar bounty to Dan Fogelberg, people always seemed to like to hear those covers whether I was playing solo or in a band.
ReplyDeleteHere's the last verse of my favorite Fogelberg song, Nexus:
In a spiral never-ending
Are we drawn towards the source?
Spinning at the mercy of an
unrelenting force?
So we stare into the emptiness
and fall beneath the weight
Circling the Nexus in a
fevered dance with fate --
Wealthy the spirit that knows its
own flight
Stealthy the hunter who slays
his own fright
Blessed the traveler who journeys
the length of the light.
peaceout,
cat
Hey, Cat; thanks for the comment and for listing those that lyric. They are remarkable.
ReplyDeleteEverytime I see an Ex in Kroger, I don't try to touch her sleeve. Instead I go into Artemis Gordon mode and disguise myself as a saloon hooker or a Mexican cattle baron to avoid pointless awkwardness.
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