{"id":53,"date":"2001-02-08T19:49:55","date_gmt":"2001-02-09T00:49:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/burgwinkel.com\/blog\/?p=53"},"modified":"2001-02-08T19:49:55","modified_gmt":"2001-02-09T00:49:55","slug":"i-must-be-getting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/burgwinkel.com\/blog\/?p=53","title":{"rendered":"i must be getting"},"content":{"rendered":"
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i must be getting very, very old.  a prarie home companion<\/a> (a.p.h.c.<\/a>) has become my comfort, like brioschi<\/a>, or motrin.  some parts can be tedious, but it has gems<\/a>, jokes<\/a>, and joy<\/a>.  And a fair amount of ‘biting’ satire<\/a>. \n<\/p>\n

i would like you, generous reader, to do me a favor.  below is a link to a sound clip from a.p.h.c.’s most recent show, of John Hiatt singing a song he wrote, and i would appreciate it if you would listen to it.  be patient if you do, for the song does not begin until about 2 minutes in.  but it’s a very nice song. \n<\/p>\n

they say all good things about you in retrospect.  he had a good career, he did good things, he was a good man.  but while we are in the throes of these moments what’s real is all there is, and what people will say or are saying cannot matter — because what’s real is all there ever needs to be.  the mistakes we made, the bad choices, the stumbles and falls are all forgotten in deference to the flying we did, but i have always been troubled by the dismissal of those lesser moments when we take time to remember, for there is as great a dignity in them as in any. \n<\/p>\n

Mr Hiatt flubs a line, but in so doing, and in the way he recovers, he makes the experience of this song immeasurably more moving — at least for me, and for you, too, i hope.  and it’s timing in my day today was almost appropriate, too, because i heard this song right after i started writing this post, which was right after i got up at about 2:30 pm.  it took forever to get it posted — but you know me and tweaking… \n<\/p>\n

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\n
\n. 
\n.  before i go<\/a>
\n.  <\/p>\n
\n. i’ve been sleeping for some hours, just woke up and you were there,
\n. like a morning, like the flowers, sunlight whispering in my ear,
\n. redtail hawk shooting down the canyon, put me on that windy rise
\n. and i will be your true companion ’til we reach the other side
\n. <\/p>\n
\n. and i will try and i will stumble
\n. but i will fly he told me so,
\n. proud and high or low and humble
\n. many miles before i go, many miles before i go
\n. <\/div>\n

. i can’t decide which way to travel
\n. on the ground or in the sky,
\n. all my schemes have come unravelled
\n. all thats left is you and i
\n. <\/p>\n

\n. and i will try and i will stumble
\n. but i will fly he told me so,
\n.  <\/p>\n
\n. 
\n. 
\n.  <\/a>
\n.  <\/div>\n

. 
\n. proud and high or low and humble
\n. many miles before i go, many miles before i go
\n. here i go
\n. <\/div>\n

. ghost on the trees, ghosts on the wires,
\n. asking questions, showing signs,
\n. shivering with truth, lighting fires all down the line
\n. <\/p>\n

\n. and i will try and i will stumble
\n. but i will fly he told me so,
\n. proud and high or low and humble
\n. many miles before i go, many miles before i go
\n. proud and high or low and humble
\n. many miles before i go, many miles before i go
\n.  <\/div>\n

.  <\/p><\/div>\n<\/p><\/div>\n

\n.  John Hiatt<\/a>  [www<\/a>]\n <\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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