Was a warm sunny early evening and I was on the patio with the missus, the wonder dog and a gin and tonic. Listened to illegal smile, sam stone, and ubangi stomp.
Was wondering how he was doing with the virus. Guess I know now.
John Prine, who for five decades wrote rich, plain-spoken songs that chronicled the struggles and stories of everyday working people and changed the face of modern American roots music, died Tuesday at Nashville’s Vanderbilt University Medical Center. He was 73. The cause was complications related to COVID-19, his family confirmed to Rolling Stone.
"I guess I just process death differently than some folks. Realizing you’re not going to see that person again is always the most difficult part about it. But that feeling settles, and then you are glad you had that person in your life."—John Prine
Sad to hear it. He was always one of my favorites. Yesterday Outlaw Country channel on XM/Sirius Radio had a special on him with his songs and other people singing his songs, it was good listening. I imagine they will have something again tomorrow, listen in.
Man, some things can hurt long distance. But John got to heaven before me and wouldn't be surprised if he's finishing up a song about it right now. Love you brother. Hope you'll let me sing along with you some day. And I bet it'll even make Jesus grin. G'bye for now. I'll be along directly.
I recall somebody sayin a really good comedian didn't say funny things; they just say things funny. That was John. He didn't just do great songs; he did them songs GREAT. Early 70s some of us working, huntin, gun totin' hippies used to sit around with illegal smiles drinkin Boones Farm and breaking guitar strings trying to be like John and his pals, but mostly like John. Play a good one for God, John. I'll be listening.
Someone once called him" The poor man's Bob Dylan" I always thought that kinda fit. I was worried when I heard he had the 19,as he's had alot of other issues as of late. Another good one gone....
Someone once called him" The poor man's Bob Dylan" I always thought that kinda fit. I was worried when I heard he had the 19,as he's had alot of other issues as of late. Another good one gone....
I didn't know of him, but watching these vids that was the first thing I thought of...that he sounds kinda like Dylan.
Someone once called him" The poor man's Bob Dylan" I always thought that kinda fit. I was worried when I heard he had the 19,as he's had alot of other issues as of late. Another good one gone....
Someone once called him" The poor man's Bob Dylan" I always thought that kinda fit. I was worried when I heard he had the 19,as he's had alot of other issues as of late. Another good one gone....
Interestingly, Dylan was a big fan of JP.
And I've never been a big fan of Dylan tho I like JP.
Honestly - I'd say Townes, Jason Isbell, and JP are all way better song writers than Dylan.
Someone once called him" The poor man's Bob Dylan" I always thought that kinda fit. I was worried when I heard he had the 19,as he's had alot of other issues as of late. Another good one gone....
Interestingly, Dylan was a big fan of JP.
And I've never been a big fan of Dylan tho I like JP.
Honestly - I'd say Townes, Jason Isbell, and JP are all way better song writers than Dylan.
I like Dylan but I know what you're saying if someone gave me a choice of a Dylan tape and a John Prine tape to go on a long road trip with gimme Prine every time. Dylan's all over the map, the musician's musician, very talented pretty experimental. John Prine was a folk singer in every sense of the word. Singing about every day things without a lot of flare. But every single song of his has a line or two that you want to write down and stick in your wallet or some chit. John Prine was a one man show that's how he started that's how he ended aside from duets here and there with some amazing women. He played the beat, the base, and answered the melody on his guitar with his voice. Always a chicken picker never really a strummer. Never over done, no flash just playing and singing the stories. The funniest songs the saddest songs and everything in between and songs that you get a little more out of each time you listen. RIP John Prine thanks for everything you've done.
I thought Prine's condition was improving. I believe I heard he had been removed from Intensive Care and expected to recover. I think I've heard similar thing about other coronavirus victims, i.e., they can make a misleading improvement before passing.
If you ever need to be cheered up, this Prine tune will do it.
I know a guy that's got a lot to lose. He's a pretty nice fellow but he's kind of confused. He's got muscles in his head that ain't never been used. Thinks he own half of this town.
Starts drinking heavy, gets a big red nose. Beats his old lady with a rubber hose, Then he takes her out to dinner and buys her new clothes. That's the way that the world goes 'round.
That's the way that the world goes 'round. You're up one day and the next you're down. It's half an inch of water and you think you're gonna drown. That's the way that the world goes 'round.
I was sitting in the bathtub counting my toes, When the radiator broke, water all froze. I got stuck in the ice without my clothes, Naked as the eyes of a clown. I was crying ice cubes hoping I'd croak, When the sun come through the window, the ice all broke. I stood up and laughed thought it was a joke That's the way that the world goes 'round.
Glad someone posted Dear Abby. Oddball that I am, it's always been one of my favorite JP tunes, along with Paradise.
Back in the 70s did a lot of Saturday night jammin' with some buds that played geetar and one guy's wife that was masterful on her flutes. Mostly old Country, stuff, Hank, Johnny Cash, and so on. We generally wound up doing a few Prine tunes in the wee hours, once the Jack Daniels had done its work.
If there's a sadder, more soulful tune than Hello In there, don't think I've heard it yet. Last I'd heard he was getting a bit better, then he was gone.
I've had tickets to see him in concert in May in Louisville, KY for five months now. I expected the concert to be rescheduled after recent events, but had hoped to see him in concert again. He had been in poor health for a while, rode hard and put up wet for many of his younger years. Lived life at his own pace and direction, probably wouldn't have changed much about it if you had asked him before he passed.