I’ve received numerous emails in the past month asking me the same question again and again: “Phillip, why are you leaving Steel White Table?” My answer: Because one blog is enough, and that blog is Mud Songs. It’s about beekeeping.
Now let us take a journey back in time…
The Littlest Birds Will Eat Peanuts From Your Hand is probably the best thing I posted to Steel White Table. Then there are my reviews of Paul Auster books. Um… what else? My Smitty’s Frog Salad was famous for about two days. All my are okay, I guess (but I’ll still see you at the movies). I helped negotiate John Walkenbach’s purchase of Steel White Table back in 2008. That was a debacle. My tryst with Whole Wheat Radio was good while it lasted. I enjoyed writing my list of that left an impression on me. Making ribs was fun. I don’t know. I guess that’s about it.
As for my time at Steel White Table, I believe the dying words of James Tiberius Kirk sum it up well:
“It was fun. Oh my!”
And if you just can’t get enough of me, I’m on G+ for as long as that lasts.
The About page may hold the final word on Steel White Table.
I miscounted how many days I have left. Tomorrow’s my last day here, not today. So I’m adding one more song to my list of. It’s “This Goddamn House” by a multi-instrumentalist group called The Low Anthem. I discovered them last night while searching for YouTube videos of Jolie Holland. They don’t exactly make upbeat music (from what I’ve heard so far), yet it’s not depressed or forlorn. I can’t describe what they do, but I’ve never heard anything like it. I’m impressed.
I’d love to see them live, but bands like this rarely travel to culturally isolated places like Newfoundland. Argh!
Continue reading Song #31: “This Goddamn House”
I put all my MP3s into one big playlist, hit the “Shuffle” button and this is first song that came up: Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee’s cover of Randy Newman’s “Sail Away.” Good enough.
Thus ends my list ofthat left a strong impression on me at some point in my life. Some of the songs still resonate with me. Some don’t. The Buena Vista Social Club, Chirstine Fellows, Choying Drolma, Danny Schmidt, Eilen Jewell, Emmylou Harris, Geoffrey Oryema, Gillian Welch, The Gladiators, Howlin’ Wolf, Joe Higgs, John Coltrane, Lee Scratch Perry, Miles Davis, Nigel Kennedy, The Preservation Hall Jazz Band, Public Image Limited, Randy Newman, The Tear Garden, Toots and The Maytals and Utah Phillips all came close to getting on the list.
I could end all this with some statement about how most of people never stop listening to whatever it was they listened to in junior or high school or whatever part of their youth was the most formative. Music is like a time machine, I could say, because listening to music can bring us back to a time when we had few responsibilities and the world subsequently seemed simpler, some might even think better. It’s not the music or the world that was better. It’s how the music makes us feel that keeps us listening. But I won’t bother going off like that.
Here’s the full.