Saturday, July 17, 2004

Goodness Gracious

Goodness Gracious
(played uptempo, with a good acoustic guitar hook)

Goodness Gracious is there nothing left to say?
When the ones that get to keep looking
are the ones that look away
It's pabulum for the sleepers
in the cult of brighter days
Goodness Gracious at the mercy of the crooks
We're broke and stroking vegetables
and there's way too many cooks
In every pot a pink slip, in every mouth a hook
Goodness Gracious I'm not listening anymore
Cause the spooks are in the White House
and they've justified a war
So wake me when they notify
we're gonna fight some more

Goodness Gracious not many people care
Concern is getting scarcer
true compassion really rare
I can see it in our faces, I can feel it in the air
Goodness Gracious me.

Goodness Gracious my generation's lost
They burned down all our bridges
before we had a chance to cross
Is it the winter of our discontent or just an early frost?
Goodness Gracious of apathy I sing
The baby boomers had it all and wasted everything
Now recess is almost over
and they won't get off the swing

Goodness Gracious we came in at the end
No sex that isn't dangerous, no money left to spend
We're the cleanup crew for parties
we were too young to attend
Goodness Gracious me.

Goodness Gracious my grandma used to say
The world's a scary place,
things were different in her day
What horrors will be commonplace
when my hair starts to gray?
Kevin Gilbert
from the album "Thud", 1994

I think this song was written a couple of years prior, during the Bush
I years. Big deficits, AIDS, the first Iraq War, the spook in the
White House.

But, I was struck by how relevant the lyrics seem today.

Kevin Gilbert was part of Toy Matinee, my own personal favorite One
Album Wonder. How many bands write songs for Salvador Dali and Vaclav
Havel? The solo album was recorded in his apartment in Pasadena.
Shortly thereafter, he died; I'm not sure how. Earlier he was part of
a band called Giraffe.

Within minutes of me sending out email, Myles had a link for me, and
there's now a Giraffe CD wending its way to Tokyo...


People have been telling me for a while that I should be blogging, rather than just sending out tons of email. So...