“Barefoot Bride” (for Mike & Bonnie)
Over the hills and far away
Oh darling darling darling
She walked barefoot over the bridge
White train following her
Flowers in her hands and hair
Father at her side, arms linked
She stood to face her man
Walked through a crowd of love
The crowd disappeared and it was just them
Eyes locked
Grateful
Usually unspoken understood words let loose affirming confirming bare and beautiful
A kiss to seal the deal
She wrapped her arms around him
He, her
Together
Forever
No matter the weather
This day the sun shone
God’s love abound
Smiling
Arms raised it was time to celebrate
Their love
They walked back over the bridge husband and wife
A new chapter started in the story of their life
Over any hill and no matter how far away
They will have each other
Walking a while
Together
They’ve got so much, so much



“Snow The Great Giver”

Snow the great giver
Water cold falling from the sky
Not quite ice it’s another disguise
White fluffy pure fractals
Slowly drift down covering our homes
A blanket of beauty waiting to be shoveled and plowed
Balled up, thrown, and exploded
In your shirt melting making you shiver
Footprints left from boots
Sleds and tubes
Snow angels flapped from children
Men are made in three sections with sticks, a scarf, rocks, a hat, and carrot
The winter season so close to death but so close to heaven I swear it
School is closed work continues
There is still mail to deliver
Activities imbued
Snow the great giver
“For Doug”
Breakout the hoodies
The leaves they change
All tumble and fall
We work, we rake
Make piles
As kids jumped in them
Older now we enjoy the crisp cool air
Jack-o-lanterns glow with toothy spooky grins
We masquerade around town asking our neighbors for tricks or treats
Maybe we become closer to our true selves
But most importantly
Every year
On the 27th and 31st
It’s Keith and Doug’s birthday
“Still Here”
I’ve got dead friends and family in my head that give me advice
They make sure I know what’s wrong and what’s right
For my tastes their time here was much too short
I don’t argue with them I got no retort
So what if it’s just me calling out to a higher plane?
I personally don’t think it’s insane
I love my dead friends and family that live in my head
While they were here my soul they fed
They guide me through while I’m still here
Sometimes I wish they were still here to share a smile and spread some cheer
They’ve become ghosts that I welcome when they haunt
They’re loud, unwavering, righteous, and staunch
Corporeal I miss them but they still live
Their souls still willing to steer and to give
I’d kill in exchange to have them back
But in my heart of hearts I know they don’t want that
I’ve got dead friends and family in my head that give me advice
What a fine line between death and life
Part of me thinks they wrote this poem
I’m happy when they visit my home
An honor I feel it is to carry them with me
Their fiery light burning the darkness helps me to see
Are they really dead or just transmuted?
Maybe they’re not here and I’m just stupid
But I wouldn’t have it any other way
I love to hear what they have to say
I’ve got dead friends and family in my head that give me advice
They make sure I know what is wrong and what’s right
“A Sigh of Relief”
A sigh of relief
Unthinkable
Unbelievable
A cop was found guilty for excessive force
Murder even
A sigh of relief
After months of protests
Cities burning, looted, lost faith in society
Civil Rights still not quite right
After 60 years
Or since the birth of this Great Country who am I kidding?
A sigh of relief
It’s not impossible
To see the flaws in our fellow human beings
And hold them up to the laws they swore to protect
They are not judge, jury, and executioner
Find them accountable, just like us
Justice
Prevails
Eyes not blind, even scales
I back the blue don’t get it twisted
It’s just plain to see that man was wicked and sadistic
Still society needs to heal
& it will, I have hope it will
“Your Reflection”
Caught you looking at yourself in the mirror. After all these years I had never seen that face before. You were startled after being unkind to your reflection.
“My Brain Hums with Scraps of Poetry and Madness”
Fried pressure cooking of brain stimulating excruciating fissures of thought nomadic in action but latently still mind numb to the madness no money to shill a thrill or two or three or four five times I knocked and still you won’t answer the door leaving with my tail between my legs moon laughing and winking and spitting on twigs
*this writing was prompted by the quote in the title which is from Virginia Woolf
“Time to Evolve”
Been a stuck rudder
Muddy and getting muddier
Shuddering at the clutter
Distressed about the mess
It’s September and New Year’s still isn’t resolved
Old habits hard broken heartbroken die hard
Time to evolve
“Automatic Free Form Writings pt. 1.73”
Onward and upward songbird gleefully clacking tongue forming notes and shaping air beautifying the wind. Soaring and dodging clouds until not and getting drenched. Hallelujah to be drenched. Spell is gone at last, free at last, to bask. Onward and upward songbird. Onward and upward.
Flyer for Cancelled Show Due to COVID-19

“Doot Doot Do, Doot Doot Do, I Love You” (Music Memo)
(Practicing) “My Sanity” by Bad Religion
“For Robert” (acoustic demo)
Summer’s gone and so are you
Leaves must fall to begin anew
Hunter of the golden ring
Reminder to not forget the love we bring
No one wants to, but sometimes you just have to say toodeloo
Into the great beyond half stepping uptown out of the blue
Roses for you and a magical fountain
Flames burn on that mountain
Hope you finally win that hand
Oh the spirits you helped in this mournful land
We danced, we dance, we sing your tunes
Even though we might be all just strangers standing on the moon
A life well lived, a grateful dad
One of the best we’ll ever have
Summer’s gone and so are you
Leaves must fall to begin anew
“Waves of Summer” (Music Memo)
The waves of summer come and gone
Splashed and played in the hot hot sun
We shed our clothes took off our shirts
Ooohed and aaahed at the fireworks
Music filled our ears and soothed our hearts
Bones were shaking, rattling, rolling in fits and starts
Rained poured down on the nest
Give us shelter, you guys are the best
Wolf came out to play at the city’s field
Mother and daughter watched as the tie dye spilled
Laughing at the absurdity of it all
Holographic boundaries threatening to undo the walls
Running drunk you smashed my drink all over me
You just kept on trucking not wanting to miss the ferry
In the saltwater pool we played colors
A bee stung mother she shouted, “fucker!”
A backyard luau with floral prints
Late night karaoke fit for a prince
Christmas in July with Amelia
Sweating in the garage passing sensimilla
Surprise surprise silver balloons read four zero
Throwing hatchets in the woods trying to be a hero
We rode our bikes to the sunset in Cape May
Ate take out on the beach with the family
The prince and the princess became a king and queen
Overlooking the sandy hook ocean from a water witch’s dream
Stumbling in the dark drunk in a tux rolling down the hill
Never once did we feel we had our fill
We were asked to sea, to hear, to be here now
Danced with a mermaid, and the lobster, and The B-52’s as we boogied down
The waves of summer come and gone
Splashed and played in the hot hot sun
“Dead Flowers” (Rolling Stones cover)
“Live at Espresso Joe’s Open Mic March 27th 2019”
- Hooray for Surviving (Corcoran)
- Irish Coffee (Darragh/Corcoran)
- Moonlight Mile (Jagger/Richards)
- Better Act Now (Darragh/Corcoran)
“Wheels Well Worn”
I will get by I will survive
Slightly imposing
Stone cold skull and roses
Broken dawns touched by grey
Sugared magnolias sunshine daydreams
Rippled still waters boxes of rain fountains not made
Mississippi half-steps the day I was born
Falling in Love all over again with wheels well worn
“Espresso Joe’s February 27th 2019 Open Mic”
1) Turn the Page (Bob Seger cover)
2) Dark Star (Grateful Dead cover)
3) Fortunate Cookies (Major Input cover)
4) Rocket Queen (Guns N’ Roses cover) *with special guest Gillian
“A Family”
Oh I, fell in love with you
And you, fell in love with me
Oh Tracy, oh Tracy
And we, had ourselves a baby
Oh baby, oh baby
And we, named that baby Casey
Oh Casey, oh Casey
You, made us a family
A family, a family
“Nice Lights”
“Eve of Eve (Train Ride Home)”
Technicolor light rail travels
Unravels speeds forth
Cosmic debris left in junket
Dropping off and taking on passengers at every stop
Sufficiently puddled muddled with orange glo
Souls turn experiencing trans and mediation from stillness to birth
The ceiling slackens it’s jaws enveloping iron crosses jaguars smoking tobacco
In the library below a children’s dreams and hopes
A winking nod you forgot now remembered in the half holographic haze
At clear peace with the afterglow
Words still dance being trailed before the cosmos
Nice juxtaposition super scenic
Feel like a rat who just played in a rainbow bath
Holding the door open for others
Audience squeegeed out
Trickling down steps
That exhale that pops your eyes out
Body rested after the nice stew
Ghosts in the forest awaits
Residual comet heading back towards earth
Time twisted bended
Murky julop spoonfuls pour over
Glares refracting diamondizing or so you would hope
Tendril extends arm in search for pearl
Omniwaverent vent flossing hypoglossal nerve
That little daily routine became a lifesaver
Never stayed out in the ocean too long always swam back in order to enjoy laying face first on a towel with salted ocean still caking my bathing suit sand on my back all gritty ready to meld my face with the warm sand
Cape May is on its way Chicken Parm at 8 number 55 rsvp
Battery running out 10% no probably 5 and draining
The gentle screeching of the night gallops beside these dreams
These techno magic sounds like you opening your electronic mail
Ticket takers talking amongst themselves
Overheard
The one with the smaller head he just turned 26 on Friday
Oh my god another Phish crowd tomorrow and it’s NYE
Aberdeen-Matawan station is next, Aberdeen-Matawan
Some people are losing their voice it’s like a little virus that’s going around
Aw she’s having a hard time a really hard time she was recording a song earlier over the rainbow
Not sure if it’s that song or the holidays first energy city my house is all electric so is mine
Ticket takers done talking
The train car passenger lights go completely dark at 1:21 a.m. but the train still glides
Worlds collapsing standing guard making sure no soldier left behind
A battflefront on unperforated terrain not very violent vividly lysergic
Bringing the trophy home well sported and ready for bed
Log cabin fires glowing plush carpet laying down
“As You Think” by Major Input (Official Music Video)
“Throw Something”
“Believe in Life After Love”
Tom Marshall “Writer’s Block Contest” Entry (I actually missed the deadline, but I tried, I tried…)
Finally dreaming forgetting the day
I stepped off the edge, and floated away
soaring through cloud-laden memories again
where is she hiding, my dream-woven friend?
My ally, my teacher, guide to this place
She’s laughing, she’s shrieking, peek-a-boo face
A bucket of clouds she dumps on my head
Says, “I’m right here boy it’s time to get fed”
“Froth”
There’s a brave new world out there
& I don’t want no part
I’s a just a scared and I don’t care whose aware I don’t want a new start
There’s a lake outside the window
& sometimes I just can’t deal
With the driving around I just strive and I’ve found that I’m still alive and I can still feel
& time keeps getting thicker
It needs to lose some weight
I’ll sweat it out with you honey
Things are going to be just great
Yeah things are going to be just great
Yeah things are going to be just great
There’s a girl outside my window
It’s raining right now and she’s walking her dog
She dressed it in a yellow slicker
They’re walking through the fog
& time keeps getting thicker
It needs to lose some weight
I’ll sweat it out with you honey
Things are going to be just great
Yeah things are going to be just great
Yeah things are going to be just great
Don’t you know that if you get bored
You can just walk
Listen to the crashing waves
Curling and spitting the froth
Yeah just spitting the froth
Ooooo just spitting the froth
Yeah just spitting the froth
Ooooo just spitting the froth
“Old Dirty Stealie Face”
“Paul Revere” (Beastie Boys cover) Live at Espresso Joe’s “5th Saturday Showcase” June 30th 2018
“Lisa It’s Your Birthday” (Michael Jackson cover) Live at Espresso Joe’s “5th Saturday Showcase” June 30th 2018
“Faces are Glowing”
a marshmallow of love
flambéed and molten
dripping off the stick
as faces are glowing
a youthful voice reminds me of passion’s past
enjoying this moment while it lasts
“Sprout” (slow version) (live)
“Sprout” (slow version) (Live at Espresso Joe’s in Keyport, NJ)
“M-A-N-D-Y” (Music Memo)
“Sweet Lovely Death”
“Light Show”
“Gone Forth With A Backlash”
Gone forth with a backlash
Extricated and rematched
Diagonally crumpled in a hatch back
Yellow lights are changing faster and faster
Six dimes and a slew of tunes
Perusing eardrums and brain goos
Never get tired of circadian rhythms
Finding the daylight and pools to swim in
Marched back and a ten hut
Left right left but staying put
Overly wane with the waxing moon
Stars shining twinkling hiding at noon
Forest fire destroying getting ready to create
Seeds are sown underground lying in wait
Gone but ten times and nine minus four
Found a friend on a newly shellacked wooden floor
Got my bowling shoes on ready to strike pins
Curving and swerving cutting right in
Mind disguised and fake mustachioed
Was never able to eat just one pistachio
Left her right there on the bed
She was dreaming about being well fed
Sweat emerging from underneath the skin
Popping a bead glistening
Choirs are made up of many vocal chords
Mixing and matching sounds sometimes not even words
A trifle a trumpet a hollering Dad
Mother’s upset at drunk driving, M.A.D.D.
“Blame it on the Wind” (acoustic demo)
I’m gonna have to blame it on the wind
Didn’t see it coming, nobody did
Stepping down the stairs
Big big fish swam away today
Wish you had more time to stay
Stepping down the stairs
I’m gonna have to blame it on the wind
Didn’t see it coming nobody did
“Evan, Keith, & The Wolf”
“Irish Coffee” (acoustic demo)
Got a cup of coffee, gonna drink it nice and slow
Gonna put some Irish in it, gonna soothe my soul
Got a cup of coffee, gonna stir it with my spoon
Love my Irish coffee, makes me wanna sing this tune
Drink you in the morning
Drink you at night
Drink you on the ground
Drink you mid flight
Drink you when I’m tired
Drinking you makes me feel alright
Don’t like to share my Irish coffee, gonna drink it all by myself
Gonna spend some time with it, take it off the shelf
Hope you find your own Irish coffee to sip, smile, and be at ease
Your mug with just one mug is sure to please
Drink you in the morning
Drink you at night
Drink you on the ground
Drink you mid flight
Drink you when I’m tired
Drinking you makes me feel alright
My sweetie don’t need sugar, I make her cream
My coffee’s so hot, makes me scream
Got a cup of coffee, gonna drink it nice and slow
Gonna put some Irish in it, gonna soothe my soul
“The Carpet Too Is Moving Under You”
Evan & Keith “Live at Café Artiste” (Full Set) February 20th 2018
Evan & Keith “As You Think” Live at Café Artiste February 20th 2018 (Light Show Party Version)
Evan & Keith “Valentine’s Day (Love Song)” Live at Café Artiste February 20th 2018 (Bubbly Version)
“Tuning Peg Shadows Looking Like Stains On My Pants Leg”
“Valentine’s Day (Love Song)” by Major Input (Official Music Video)
Music Video by: Evan Darragh
Happy Valentine’s Day! Evan made a music video for our old band Major Input’s “Valentine’s Day (Love Song)”.
Evan used stock footage from various 1920’s silent films starring Harold Lloyd. He was able to find the perfect scenes to mirror the lyrics of the song.
Hope you enjoy the video. If you enjoy the music Major Input’s full EP can be found at:
“New Smile”
“New Smile”
I see you got your new smile
Your new goofy grin
Your face lighting up like a carved pumpkin
I see you got your new smile
Wear it with pride
Uncover that lip, you got nothing to hide
I see you got your new smile
And it’s giving me one too
Loving watching all these versions of you
“Deprived Reader’s Arrival”
“Dead and Lovely” (Tom Waits cover)
Recorded Live at “Espresso Joe’s” Open Mic in Keyport, NJ 01.03.2018
“Loose Tooth” (Music Memo)
(with Casey) (0:46)
(Music Memo) (2:48)
(D, F, C)
Your tooth is loose
Better bite into an apple
When it comes out
Better put it under your pillow
Then the tooth fairy’ll come
Then you’ll get some money
When you wake up
“TVQ (Transcendental Vision Quest)” (Music Memo)
This is an original instrumental
“Last Christmas” (Wham! acoustic cover)
“Skipping Stones” (acoustic demo)
In the past I let things slip by
Always letting sleeping dogs lie
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
Nowadays I know why
I can’t help but enjoy watching them sigh
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
And that heart that rivals the ocean
Ruins the placidness with emotion
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
Soon a wave turns into fire
Backed by the air and untamed desire
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
Sooner or later we all have to stick our fingers in the earth
Marvel at the wonders that come from the dirt
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
They all pile up and I carry them in my head
I keep replaying what you said
I don’t think I can take your skipping stones
Floating to the bottom to their new home
“Between You & Me” (acoustic demo)
(1st Verse)
I know that I have someone
Who understands parts of me
That other people don’t know exist
With you in my life I have everything
(Chorus)
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
In this whole world
In this old world
In this whole world
In this old world
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
(2nd Verse)
Everything in this whole world
Seems better when I’m with you
Bad things are only half as bad
Because I know I can count on you
(Chorus)
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
In this whole world
In this old world
In this whole world
In this old world
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
(Bridge)
Ever since we first held hands
Your eyes told me you understand
North, South, East, or West
We share this life how we know best
(Chorus)
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
In this whole world
In this old world
In this whole world
In this old world
Between you & me
Between you & me
I love you more than anything
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran, Evan Darragh, and Hallmark
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran on Vocals, Evan Darragh on Acoustic Guitar and Vocals
“Rolling” (Soul Coughing cover) (Music Memo)
“Sings About Home”
Lights slowly bleed in the darkened theatre
Coughs and clearing throats and laughs and tears getting nearer and nearer
The boss turning into a king himself sings about home
An acoustic guitar, a pic, a slide, a voice, words, a bride, a grand piano, a glass of water, and an audience
Act as his throne
Drums are like clothes because without them this feels naked
The horns are for dancing and for waking
Unamplified voice of a rock star feels like a whisper
This is the great white way story of a Monmouth County mister
“Stones and a Pony”
“Portrait of a Reflection and a Graffiti Shadow ”
“Familia”
“Monster Mash” by Evan & Keith (Bobby “Boris” Pickett cover)
Evan & Keith – “Monster Mash” (Bobby “Boris” Pickett cover)
Evan Darragh & Keith Corcoran both on acoustic guitars and vocals
“Monster Mash” by Evan & Keith (Bobby “Boris” Pickett cover) (Official Music Video)
Evan & Keith – “Monster Mash” (Bobby “Boris” Pickett cover)
Evan Darragh & Keith Corcoran both on acoustic guitars and vocals
Music Video by: Evan Darragh
“I Am Thankful For Them All”
Putting all those years in the ground
Looking at all those seeds that came out
Some grew big and some grew small
Some built me up and some made me fall
All I can say is that I am thankful for them all
“Blankets & Covers: Volume One” (full album)
1) Knockin’ on Maloney’s Door (Bob Dylan cover) 00:00-04:35
2) Dust (13th Floor Elevators cover) 04:36-09:21
3) Pale Green Stars (Everclear cover) 09:22-13:17
4) There is a War (Leonard Cohen cover) 13:18-17:34
5) Mountains of the Moon/TVQ (Grateful Dead cover/original instrumental) 17:35-26:14
6) You Telling Me to Calm Down Now?!? (Verve Pipe cover) 26:15-29:02
7) Cold Cold Ground (Tom Waits cover) 29:03-32:52
8) Dirty Old Town (Ewan MacColl cover) 32:53-36:50
9) To Ramona (Bob Dylan cover) 36:51-39:50
10) I Walked With A Zombie (Roky Erickson and The Aliens cover) 39:51-46:04
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 10 – “I Walked With A Zombie” (Roky Erickson and The Aliens cover) (recorded January 12th 2011 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
Track 10 is the final track of this album. It’s a duet with a pretty cool chick that I know.
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie last night
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie last night
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie
I walked with a zombie last night
I walked with a zombie (he walked with a zombie)
I walked with a zombie (he walked with a zombie)
I walked with a zombie last night
*I sang with a Tracy (he sang with a Tracy)
*I sang with Tracy (he sang with a Tracy)
*I sang with a Tracy tonight
*Lyric change
Track 9 – “To Ramona” (Bob Dylan cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 9 – “To Ramona” (Bob Dylan cover) (recorded October 27th 2010 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
Track 9 is another Bob Dylan cover. What can I say? Bob Dylan covers and open mics go together like clouds and the rain. “To Ramona” was originally released by Bob Dylan on his fourth album, 1964’s “Another Side of Bob Dylan”.
Ramona
Come closer
Shut softly your watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Shall pass as your senses will rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike
Get deathlike at times
And there’s no use in tryin’
T’ deal with the dyin’
Though I cannot explain that in lines
Your cracked country lips
I still wish to kiss
As to be by the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements
Still capture the minutes I’m in
But it grieves my heart, love
To see you tryin’ to be a part of
A world that just don’t exist
It’s all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into feelin’ like this
I can see that your head
Has been twisted and fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between stayin’ and returnin’
On back to the South
You’ve been fooled into thinking
That the finishin’ end is at hand
Yet there’s no one to beat you
No one t’ defeat you
’Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad
I’ve heard you say many times
That you’re better ’n no one
And no one is better ’n you
If you really believe that
You know you got
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and friends
Your sorrow does stem
They hype you and type you
Making you feel
That you got to be just like them
I’d forever talk to you
But soon my words
Would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart, love
I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday maybe
Who knows, baby
I’ll come and be cryin’ to you
Track 8 – “Dirty Old Town” (Ewan MacColl cover)

It’s a simple love song I first heard on “Rum, Sodomy, and The Lash”, “The Pogues” second album released in 1985.
I really enjoy this track because a harmonica player from the crowd joined along too. If I remember correctly his name is Mike P. I remember talking to him afterwards and him telling me of the other long running open mic in Keyport, NJ at “Espresso Joe’s” that still runs on Wednesday nights. I also remember him warning me to get there early for the sign up around six o’clock because the sheet tends to fill up quick and the later you get there the later you will go on.
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring’s a girl from the streets at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Shining steel tempered by the fire
I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl *Tracy Leigh
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Track 7 – “Cold Cold Ground” (Tom Waits cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 7 – “Cold Cold Ground” (Tom Waits cover) (recorded November 10th 2010 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
*with Joe Walsh of “The Believers in Things” on drums
“Cold Cold Ground” is a track off of Tom Waits’ 1987 album “Frank’s Wild Years”. It’s the last album in his so 1980’s so-called “Junkyard Trilogy”, all masterpieces.
Around the one minute and fifteen second mark Joe Walsh of “The Believers in Things” joins in on his drums spontaneously having never played the song with me before. It says a lot about what a great drummer Joe is because he is able to listen and feel out the perfect parts to add.
If you listen very carefully around the two minute and forty five second mark you can hear the previous people on the list discussing their other bandmate’s drunken meltdown which is Track 6. Bandmate #1 says, “He fucking destroyed, fucking destroyed that microphone,” and Bandmate #2 responds, “Did he?”
Around the three minute and twenty-seven second mark is the real gem, which you really have to listen for, but it’s there. After the Tom Waits’ line, “Beware of my temper and the dog that it’s found/Break all the windows in the cold cold ground,” which is eerily spot on for the feeling in the room at the time, you can hear the previous two guys talking again and Bandmate #3 who had the meltdown chimes in gleefully. Conversation transcript:
Bandmate #1: I don’t have a good feeling about tonight…
Bandmate #2: What?
Bandmate #1: I don’t have a good feeling about tonight.
Bandmate #2: So what don’t you have a good fucking feeling about, man?
Bandmate #3 (original meltdowner): It did feel good, man.
Crestfallen sidekick in an old cafe
Never slept with a dream before it had to go away
There’s a bell in the tower, Uncle Ray bought a round
Don’t worry ’bout the army in the cold, cold ground
Cold, cold ground
Cold, cold ground
Cold, cold ground
Now don’t be a cry baby when there’s wood in the shed
There’s a bird in the chimney and a stone in my *head
When the road’s washed out, we pass the bottle around
And wait in the arms of the cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
There’s a ribbon in the willow and a tire swing rope
Oh, and a briar patch of berries takin’ over the slope
The cat’ll sleep in the mailbox and we’ll never go to town
Till we bury every dream in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
Give me a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells
Blow the roof off the goat barn, let it roll down the hill
The piano is firewood, Times Square is a dream
I find we’ll lay down together in the cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
The cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
We’ll call the cops on **The Believers in Things, bring a Bible and a rope
And a whole box of Rebel and a big bar of soap
Make a pile of truck tires and burn ’em all down
Bring a dollar with you, baby, in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
Take a weathervane rooster, throw rocks at his head
Stop talking to the neighbors until we all go dead
Beware of my temper and the dog that it’s found
Break all the windows in the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
In the cold, cold ground
*Supposed to be “bed”
**Original lyric is “The Breedloves”
Track 6 – “You Telling Me To Calm Down Now?!?” (Verve Pipe cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 6 – “You Telling Me To Calm Down Now?!?” (Verve Pipe cover) (recorded November 10th 2010 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
Track 6 isn’t really a “Verve Pipe” cover nor is it music. It is a drunken rant of an open micer throwing instruments around. Sometimes drunk people can say some pretty funny things and the “Verve Pipe” joke comes from something he says in his drunken rant to his bandmates. He says, “Relax? You guys ain’t rock, man. Do you guys want to do “Verve Pipe” or what? You guys are pussies, man.”
The inspiration for the title of the track comes from his quote, “Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?!? I’ve been beating the shit out of this since fuckin’, since fuckin’ 1987 man, telling me, you telling me to calm down now?!?”
My favorite tracks on this album are tracks 6, 7, 8 because they all occurred in real time one after the other starting with this track. My friend’s band “The Believers in Things” were on the list to play next after the guy who had the meltdown. The host was asking for them to come up, but the bass player was outside smoking a cigarette or something so I volunteered to come up and play in the mean time to get out of this awkward situation. You can hear me say, “Can I play something?” The open micer, he is actually a really nice guy, but was just having a rough night, responds, “You better man. You better man because they can’t handle me.”
“The Believers in Things” drummer Joe Walsh had his drums all set up to play so about a minute and fifteen seconds into the song on track 7, the Tom Waits song “Cold Cold Ground”, he joins in. At the end of the song I incorrectly say that the album it came from, “Frank’s Wild Years”, was released in 1988 when in fact it was released in 1987. It is a shame considering the rant included that great line about, “beating the shit out of these since fuckin’, since fuckin’ 1987 man”.
Immediately after on track 8 is “Dirty Old Town” in which I spread more misinformation. I said the song was by “The Pogues”, which is where I first heard it, when it is actually a song by Ewan MacColl which “The Pogues” covered. Joe Walsh stayed on drums for this, but also a harmonica player from the crowd came out of nowhere and played along. It is moments like these that make playing live and open mics special.
My hope for this project is for people to seek out the original versions of these songs if they do not know them and also to inspire people to seek out their local open mics if they are playing music privately and would like to play publicly. You generally get to play a minimum of three songs per night and listen to a bunch of people who love and are inspired by playing music. It’s a good time, drunken meltdowns and all.
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 5 – “Mountains of the Moon/TVQ” (Grateful Dead cover/original instrumental) (recorded October 6th 2010 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
“Mountains of the Moon” was originally released on “Aoxomoxoa”, the 1969 “Grateful Dead” album. The lyrics were written by the ever grateful Robert Hunter. The studio version is really pretty and is highlighted by what I think is a harpsichord. The recording I’m presenting here segues into an original instrumental composition in it’s early stages called, “TVQ”. Probably not the best idea to play my mournful version in a crowded bar, but if it’s in your heart you got to let it out. People clapped at the end in support anyway, plus love hearing my older brother Chris shout, “KFC!”
Cold mountain water, the jade merchant’s daughter
Mountains of the moon, Electra, bough and bend to me
Hi-ho, the carrion crow, folderol-de-riddle
Hi-ho, the carrion crow, bough and bend to me
Hey, Tom Banjo
Hey, a laurel
More than laurel you may know
More than laurel you may sow
Hey, the laurel, hey, the city in the rain
Twenty degrees of solitude, twenty degrees in all
All the dancing kings and wives assembled in the hall
Lost is the long and lonely time, fairy Sybil flying
All along the, all along the mountains of the moon
Hey, Tom Banjo
It’s time to matter
The earth will see you through this time
The earth will see you through this time
Down by the water, the marsh king’s daughter, did you know
Clothed in tatters, always will be, *Tracy where did you go?
Mountains of the moon, Electra, mountains of the moon
All along the, all along the mountains of the moon
Heigh ho, the carrion crow, folderol-de-riddle
Heigh ho, the carrion crow, bough and bend to me
Bend to me
*Lyric change, original is “Tom”
Track 4 – “There is a War” (Leonard Cohen cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 4 – “There is a War” (Leonard Cohen cover) (recorded November 17th 2010 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ )
“There is a War” is a song off Leonard Cohen’s 1974 album, “New Skin for the Old Ceremony”. Like the title of the album, the content of the song rings true although the names have changed. I met a friend when I went to Rutgers University by the name of Tim Turzo. He lived off campus and I would go to what he called his, “little slice of heaven”, which was a cabin of sorts on a farm in North Brunswick, NJ. I loved going there and looking through his record collection and listening to the music he put on. This is one of those songs Tim turned me on to that just blew me away. In a way, this is a tribute to him just as much as Leonard Cohen.
There is a war between the rich and poor,
A war between the man and the woman.
There is a war between the ones who say there is a war
And the ones who say there isn’t.
Why don’t you come on back to the war, that’s right, get in it,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, it’s just beginning.
Well I live with a woman and a child,
The situation makes me kind of nervous.
Yes, I rise up from her arms, she says “I guess you call this love”
I call it service.
Why don’t you come on back to the war, don’t be a tourist,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, before it hurts us,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, let’s all get nervous.
You cannot stand the man I’ve become,
You much prefer the gentleman I was before.
I was so easy to defeat, I was so easy to control,
I didn’t even know there was a war.
Why don’t you come on back to the war, don’t be embarrassed,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, we can still get married.
There is a war between the rich and poor,
There is a war between the man and the woman.
There is a war between the left and right,
There is a war between the black and white,
There is a war between the odd and the even.
Why don’t you come on back to the war, pick up your tiny burden,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, let’s all get even,
Why don’t you come on back to the war, can’t you hear me speaking?
Track 3 – “Pale Green Stars” (Everclear cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 3 – “Pale Green Stars” (Everclear cover) (recorded May 9th 2014 at “Papa Ganache” Matawan, NJ)
I’ve probably listened to Everclear’s 1995 album “Sparkle and Fade” thousands of times in my life. “Santa Monica” off of that was their breakthrough single. “Pale Green Stars” is one of my favorite tracks on this album because it is so real. Definitely not a happy song by any means, but it helped me as a teenager. My favorite song off that album is probably “The Twistinside”, but that doesn’t translate well to an acoustic guitar.
This is also the only track on this album that is from the Papa Ganache open mic that I attended pretty regularly in 2014. The open mic no longer exists, but it was unique in that it wasn’t just music, but poetry, comedians, and I even remember one night a woman was just sharing her sketchbook with us and showing us her sketches, drawings, and paintings she was working on and talking about her process and inspirations for each piece. It was also nice because it was and still is a bakery and coffee shop.
Amanda is in love with the sight of the moon
She’s got pale green stars in her room
Right above her bed
Put them on the ceiling
Leave on the light
When the sun goes down then the stars might shine
Shining in the dark
Skinny little girl in her room alone
She’s got hell to spare in her home
If you can call it a home
Doesn’t want to be like anybody else
When no one is around she talks to herself
I can hear her in the night
Hey, hey yeah
It’s hard on a girl
When the blood won’t come when it ought to come
It’s hard on a girl
When you try to walk around on the shaky ground
Hey, hey
Daddy’s going away
Scared little girl watching *The Simpsons on TV
Amanda always cries when you yell at me
Yeah, please don’t yell at me
Climb up all the stairs
Close the door
Doesn’t want to hear us fighting anymore
Yeah, better call it a day
Hey, hey yeah
It’s hard on a young girl
She thinks it’s all her fault when it all goes wrong
It’s hard on a grown man too
See my baby crying at the window calling out my name
Hey, hey
Daddy’s going away
She’s got pale green stars in her room
*Lyric change, original says “Aladdin”
Track 2 – “Dust” (13th Floor Elevators cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 2 – “Dust” (13th Floor Elevators cover) (recorded January 19th 2011 at “Bayside” Keyport, NJ)
This song is a song appropriately called, “Dust”. I say appropriate because one of the main inspirations for making this album is the cover. I’m referring to the photograph used as the art for the album. This photo was taken by my wife Tracy after Hurricane Sandy. Eight of the ten tracks on this album were recorded at the open mics at the “Bayside Bar & Grill” in Keyport, NJ that is seen on the cover. The bar was destroyed and never rebuilt after Hurricane Sandy. They ended up knocking it down and nowadays in 2017 there is just an empty space where it used to be. In essence, like this song, it became dust.
“Dust” was released on “Easter Everywhere”, a 1967 album by “13th Floor Elevators”. I never learned the music for it so I just sang the lyrics over some original music I had which later became an original song called “Heather’s Heavy Sweaters”.
Dust from your skin
Must trust, when it scatters
Only love matters
It’s been overjoyed
Scents and perfumes
Whence, since your higher fragrance
Is memory
Incense and never destroy
Every stop we’ve taken
Is now a wonderous shrine
Where nature is in order
Your sense is sensing mine
As I love you
All the creatures play
As I love you
Now it’s safe to say
There’s no hang up in our way
The trees in our gaze
Will show us the love that we breath in
This shouldn’t amaze
They openly love all they are
And love’s all they are
Gifts, to begin
Bliss, cliffs of expression
They suit our impression
And every whim
Taste has got thirst
Faced, waste
Beyond uses
With so many juices
Were filled to the brim
Our pleasure’s not forsaken
We cultivate our bend
More chances re-awaken when beginning meets the end
As I love you
Now it’s safe to say
There’s no hang up in our way
As I love you
The faith that we build
Will strengthen our close growing closer
Till waiting is filled
We simply remember we are
Where ever we are
Clay that we print
May stay as we mold it
But will never hold it
The promise is long
Till we’re complete
Will, still is intention
We still need attention to help us along
Track 1 – “Knockin’ on Maloney’s Door” (Bob Dylan cover)
“Blankets and Covers: Volume One” – Track 1 – “Knockin’ on Maloney’s Door” (Bob Dylan cover) (recorded February 19th 2010 at “Maloney’s” in Matawan, NJ)
This is the first track of a project I am calling “Blankets and Covers”. Around 2010 I started attending open mics, playing mostly covers. The first one I attended was at “Maloney’s Pub & Grill” in Matawan, NJ. I used to bring blank cassette tapes and a tape recorder to capture some music. Been looking at these tapes sitting on a shelf and decided to make an album out of my favorite moments captured.
This first track is a very jokey track, a play on Bob Dylan’s “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door”. I like this as a first track to this covers album because “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” is a great song for beginner acoustic guitarists to learn. Also, I can hear my long time friends Anthony, Robby, and my wife making comments in the recording and it makes me happy.
“Yer So Bad” & “Learning to Fly” (Tom Petty covers)
1) “Yer So Bad” (Tom Petty cover) – at Maloney’s Pub & Grill in Matawan, NJ 02-10-2010
*Lyrics changed to:
“Not, me, Tracy, I’ve got you, to, save me”
** Lyrics changed to:
“My sister’s ex-husband can’t get no lovin’, walks around dog faced and hurt
Now he’s got nothin’, Plath’s in the oven, I can’t decide which is worse”
(This is dark, but Sylvia Plath, poet and author of “The Bell Jar”, committed suicide by putting her head in an oven. I was an English major and I enjoyed her book, plus I share the same birthday as her.)
2) “Learning to Fly” (Tom Petty cover) (home recording 10-02-2017)
“Summer’s End”
(He was trying to go back to a time that used to be
A dream of a dream keeping him awake of a place where he was free)
The water felt good on his skin and he didn’t want to come back up
The green lake was his friend and the docks nursed him when he was a pup
The rope with the knot on the bottom flung many kids afar
Swinging with excitement on their faces just before they saw stars
He came back up, left the lake, and ran up the hill
His feet got muddy, but he didn’t notice amongst the thrill
He got in line and waited for his turn again
Sopping wet, never wanting the summer to end
“Sprout” (acoustic demo)
I’m going to throw a fit
Been through some crazy shit
Never learned when to quit
Watching my mind split
Find a chair and just sit
Question if this is it
Turn saliva into spit
Been knocked out but never hit
Got no need for the first aid kit
Love to watch your lip get bit
By your own teeth when you feel exquisite (x3)
(brief commercial break)
All those cigarettes left unlit
Left there like an unpopped zit
A root ready to sprout from a pit (x3)
“Chasing Those Birdies” (an ode to disc golf) (Music Memo)
I’m chasing those, I’m chasing those birdies
After that dri-iii-ive
Watching it gli-iii-ide
Watch out for that tree!
“MAPL”
“Watering the Divine Seed” (acoustic demo)
(Chorus) A, C, E, C
Watering the divine seed within us all
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
(Verse 1) C, E, A, C
One droplet at a time from the clouds clearing in my head
One droplet at a time my skin begins to shed
And as I slither across the morning dew grass
I wonder where I’ll snake off to next
(Chorus) A, C, E, C
Watering the divine seed within us all
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
(Verse 2) C, E, A, C
I’ll turn into a bird now and fly through the sky
Embracing every droplet my seed begins to cry
When your seed begins to cry you realize you’re not dry
Quenched you’ll go on for another try
(Chorus) A, C, E, C
Watering the divine seed within us all
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
I may have stumbled, but now I walk
“Stop and Shop Rite”
“As We Get Older and Stop Making Sense (Making Sense)”
“Let’s Go Out to the Lobby and Have Ourselves a Snack”
“Refrain”
Drain the brain of the pain
Dismount, detach, and refrain
“Do Re Mi”
“You Are My Sunshine”
“Frog in the Meadow”
“See You Later”
“Gone Wakko” (in loving memory of Kevin)
The wars of our childhood freckled with laughs
Summer days spent running and hiding, snipering, what a blast, you were always so fast
Recreation, fast friends, little tykes basketball hoops, the perfect football yard, puke powered spitballs, snowball surprises, trading cards, hero quests, pinkies, cream faces, to name a few or list them
Toads battling, men mega, Hoiberg Fred NCAA, nightmares of Bart, what a super entertainment system
Milk crated barricades in the basement set the stage for flying pillows
A perfect childhood, today forever weeping willowed
“TVQ” (instrumental) (acoustic demo)
(Verse 1)
Alone at the Jester I waited for you
Hiding with the other fools on the wall of the dining room
Couldn’t believe my eyes when you entered my view
In my heart, bones, and mind I knew these moments were few
(Chorus)
That’s the moment, that’s the moment, we became two
That’s the moment, that’s the moment, we became two
(Verse 2)
One is fun, for a minute or two
Time piles up, singles collide, never seeing it through
Always waiting for that moment, when one becomes two
(Chorus)
This is that moment, this is that moment, one of those few
This is that moment, this is that moment, one of those few
(Bridge)
Shooting stars and locals bars
Parking lots and forget-me-nots
Liquid kisses, taste delicious
Two tongues twisting, coexisting
(Verse 3)
It’s been years now I wipe my brow thinking of all we’ve been through
You’re my one, I’m your one, tethered together just two fools
Music: Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran
“Vulcanized Rubber” (acoustic demos)
(Fast Version)
(Slow Version)
(1st verse)
Vulcanized rubber sliding away
Passed and caught on a power play
The thud of the pads, the sound of the rebound, the net is so quiet
(2nd verse)
The other team frowns, back at the center
The judge just drops the puck
Down two goals and only two minutes to go…fuck* (*”shucks” for clean version)
(3rd verse)
It’s getting tense and emotions are in the way
Just skate past them, break away
One on one, high or low, shot leaves the blade
Goal! Goal! Goal!
One minute thirty left a fight to the end
(4th verse)
That other guy just slashed you
The ref just turned his head
The mind turns to blood and the red is fed
In the penalty box now i’d rather be dead
(5th verse)
Watching in horror as my team holds on for our life
The other team just tripped us
Equal strength with under a minute left to survive
(6th verse)
Out of the clink and on to the rink
One timer passed the goalie’s ear
It’s all tied up now, but we still can’t cheer
(7th verse)
Back to the center 10 seconds to go
Pass pass pass, deke deke deke
Shot squeaks pass the goalie’s pads
Motherfucker* (*”Game over” for clean version)
There goes our winning streak
Music: Keith Corcoran and Joe Santo
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran
“Heather’s Heavy Sweaters” (acoustic demo)
feathers linger float in air
feathered fingers
feathered hands
feathered feet
feathered lands
feathered follicles
feathered strands
feathered hair
feathered hair
feathers weather heather’s heavy sweaters
feathers weather heather’s heavy sweaters
feathers linger float in air
“Big Deal” (acoustic demo)
I was walking down the street and I stepped into some gum
Big deal, big deal
I was driving my car and the air bag deployed
Big deal, big deal
I was sitting on a plane and I looked out the window and I noticed a wing falling off
Big deal, big deal
I was praying to Jesus, you were praying to Yahweh, or Allah, or Vishnu, or perhaps some alien god, or gods, or just plain old God, maybe meditating with the Dalai Lama, or what about none of the above?
Big deal, big deal
I had you pinned and the ref slow counted
Big deal, big deal
I was singing a song and I sang the words all wrong
Dig beal, dig beal
I was talking to a friend and that friend had a friend in their nose
Big deal, big deal
I was sliding into first and I felt something burst
Big deal, big deal
I was making love to you and we both farted at the same time
Big deal, big deal
Big deal, big deal
“The Arrow Hearted” (acoustic demo)
(Intro)
(Verse I)
The winds that blow
That change the climb
The arrow hearted
The stains of time
The innocent
The barely maimed
That one black thought
Clouded and became rain
(Chorus)
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
(Verse II)
When all your thoughts are broken
All your words misspoken
All your love left smoking
(Chorus)
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
(Bridge)
(Verse III)
Shackled hands are clapping
A row of inmates are napping
Rehabilitated and ready to depart
(Chorus)
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
It’s time for a new start
(Outro)
E, F, C
(Verse 1)
Find those eggs
Find those eggs
Find those eggs
Find those eggs
(Chorus)
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
(Verse 2)
Dye those eggs
Dye those eggs
Dye those eggs
Dye those eggs
(Chorus)
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
The Easter Bunny is gonna come and give you candy
(Verse 3)
Christ has risen
“Time Stoppers”
Time stoppers
A moment flashed
Paused and examined
Attempting to last
Time stoppers
Beauty in a bottle
Frozen lightning
Extended brightening
Time stoppers
The bite of the lip
Eyes rolling back
A quick quick smile
Teeth all bared
Sharing a gift
Time stoppers
“Hooray for Surviving” (acoustic demo)
(Chorus)
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, running fast made it past, relieved to be not dying
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, missed this crash, hooray for surviving
(Verse I)
Of birds and feathers and mice and coats
Found out how to float
A mind rearranged, tranced up, and engaged
A circular movement, atoms and the earth
The dance of the top that never stops
A peaceful blur, a very peaceful blur
A peaceful blur, a very peaceful blur
(Chorus)
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, running fast made it past, relieved to be not dying
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, missed this crash, hooray for surviving
(Verse II)
Love goes in
and Love goes out
Tipped over
Like a teapot
Here is the handle
Now is the spout
Eyes and ears
Sees and hears
Sight and sounds
Planes touching down
(Chorus)
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, running fast made it past, relieved to be not dying
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, missed this crash, hooray for surviving
(Bridge)
(Verse III)
Hands massaging your insides
Pull the darkness out
The soul as a beach blanket
The darkness the sand
All cleaned off
Waving in the wind
All cleaned off
Waving in the wind
(Chorus)
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, running fast made it past, relieved to be not dying
Standing on the beach, looming in the horizon, missed this crash, hooray for surviving
“Training”
“Hi Shadow!”
“Hooray for Surviving”
Standing on the beach looming in the horizon
Running fast made it past relieved to be not dying
Of birds and feathers and mice and coats
Drowned out by a habitual need to hear notes
A mind rearranged tranced up and engaged
A cymbal’s crash jerks the hips in a flash
A circular movement mimicking atoms and the earth
A peaceful blur, a very peaceful blur
The dance of a top that never stops
A cog in the great energy machine
Love goes in
And love goes out
Tipped over like a teapot
Here is the handle
Now is the spout
Eyes and ears
Sees and hears
Hands massaging your insides
Pull the darkness out
The soul as a beach blanket
The darkness the sand
All cleaned off
Waving in the wind
Standing on the beach looming in the horizon
Missed this crash
Hooray for surviving
“Eli’s Reflections”
“Front Roughty” (Mike Doughty at The City Winery NYC 07.31.2013)
“Yard Check”
This post is all about the third picture for me. I work for a trucking company and every morning I do the yard check, which entails filling out a list of the trailers and equipment in the yard.
The first picture shows the icicle coming off of a trailer, the list I make, and some clouds.
This second picture I was trying to get a better picture of the icicle. While doing this I noticed the window’s reflection of the yard check that was sitting on the passenger seat.
This third picture is all natural reflection. It perfectly balances the original inspiring subject, the icicle, with the second inspiring subject, the reflections, creating a quasi-abstract picture. I kind of feel like I may be the only person who can really appreciate it, but man do I love it so I wanted to share it.
I like how by posting all three pictures each one zooms in more and more, getting closer and closer and deeper and deeper.
“Angelo’s Reflections”
“PIANIS!”
“Around and Around the Holidays”
“Converse, Not Converses!” (admonishment from my 7 year old nephew)
“Trolling”
“Gravy of Love”
May the gravy of Love
Fill the mashed potatoes of your heart
& Pour over the turkey of your mind
May your plate always be full
“Giving Thanks” by Evan & Keith (Official Music Video)
(Verse One)
Here we are once again
Right back where we began
Cooking in the kitchen
We’re watching holiday traditions
There’s a parade on TV
Floating by on the screen
The Lions & The Cowgirls
Battle for the drumsticks
(Chorus)*
Do not lose heart
This is our golden age
Do not let go of the memories we made
Though outwardly we are wasting away
Do not let memories grow old and grey
Inwardly we are being renewed day by day
Living in the moment making new memories
Remembering to give thanks for our friends and families
(Verse Two)
Sitting at the table passing the peas
Bird in the middle mashed potatoes please
Sail that gravy boat over to me
Want to pour it over the white and dark meat
Asparagus, mushrooms, corn on the cob too
Three kinds of stuffing waiting for you
Marshmallows melted over Grandma’s yams
Cranberry sauce from the finest can
(Chorus)*
Do not lose heart
This is our golden age
Do not let go of the memories we made
Though outwardly we are wasting away
Do not let memories grow old and grey
Inwardly we are being renewed day by day
Living in the moment making new memories
Remembering to give thanks for our friends and families
(Bridge)
We made it through the good and bad
Here’s a toast to those we have and those we had
Wherever you are thanks for reminding us Dad
Grant the wish of the broken bone that made the loser sad
(3rd Verse)
Gobble gobbling dessert
Sweet potato and pumpkin pie
All over our shirt
*Several lines from the chorus are excerpted from 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18 So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
“Giving Thanks” by Evan & Keith
Lyrics: Corcoran/Darragh
Music: Corcoran/Darragh/JVO
Evan Darragh: lead vocals/rhythm guitar/lead guitar/harmonica
Keith Corcoran: bass guitar/harmony vocals
Produced by: JVO at Smileneck Studios
Music Video: Keith Corcoran (with a very special thanks to Google Images and the Animoto app)
“Grimaces”
“Awopbopalubopawopbamboom”
(original picture before editing courtesy of Marianne Ashenden)
“I Listen to Your Heartbeat, Fix You Up, Ready to Go”
“Second Session with JVO@Smileneck Studios” (electric guitar, lead vocals, harmony vocals, and harmonica for “Giving Thanks”)
“Corcoran-Eyes-d: A Padawan from Matawan”
I’ve been an admirer and collector of psychedelic poster artist Carl Alm’s art since I was a teenager.
The first piece I bought was his “Spun Out”. It used to hang on the wall of my teenage bedroom, but I lost that piece in a fire in 2003.
I am the proud owner of a copy of his “Jedi” piece. I love this piece because it shows the ongoing battle of the space soap opera between the light and dark forces.
Carl crafted the lettering in such a way that “Jedi” reads as both Jedi and Jesus. Along the sides it says, “The Grateful Dead plays, but only Jesus Saves.” I’m not quite sure what it says on the bottom…
I have this poster hanging on the wall of my study. Last night I cut out a picture of me playing bass and inserted it in the middle of the “Eyes of the World”. I like the way the original picture, courtesy of my friend Country Jerry’s wife Carol, had the feet cropped off perfectly so it fit in with the flowing water. I positioned my head so the crown is alignment with the symbolism of the cross.
Some of Carl’s more mind-blowing art can be found at “CarlAlmArt.com”. He has two pieces he did that are companions to each other that are truly something to behold. One piece is based on Beatles songs and the other on Led Zeppelin songs. The kicker is how both of the pieces flow in and out of each other. On his site you can find links to his “spiel” on them that explains his creative thought processes that went into them.
What I admire most about Carl’s work, besides the heart that goes into them, is the details. They are best viewed in person with the 3-D glasses he sells whether on his site or in person where he sells his art at Grateful Dead and extended Dead family related rock and roll concerts.
“First Session with JVO@Smileneck Studios” (acoustic guitar and electric bass for “Giving Thanks”)
“As We Thought” (band practice pictures)
(images courtesy of Daniel Lyons from a “Major Input” practice April 22nd 2015)
“Too Strong” (acoustic demo)
(Evan & Keith – Dining Room Demos – Too Strong)
(A tribute for anyone who has lost a friend or family member to substance abuse)
The drugs were too strong
The drugs were too strong
They cut you in half
And now you are dead
The drugs were too strong
The drugs were too strong
They cut you in half
And now you are dead
Like shoes without feet
Pants without legs
Arms without sleeves
Hats without heads
I’m missing something
I’m missing something
That something is you
That something is you
The drugs were too strong
The drugs were too strong
They cut you in half
And now you are dead
I’m missing someone
I’m missing someone
I’m missing someone
That someone is you
Music: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran
Dining Room Demos: Keith Corcoran/rhythm acoustic guitar and Evan Darragh/lead acoustic guitar
“Even Farther than the Stars” (acoustic demo)
I saw you driving in your car
Heading for an accident
You are so young
I was reluctant to say anything
I have been down that road before
You seemed so happy flying in your car
When I was a younger man
I enjoyed that road too
In my old car
Now I look back and say to myself
“I remember my old car
I had a lot of fun in it
Until I crashed it”
But I survived the wreck
My new car takes me even farther than the stars
May your future car take you even farther than the stars
“I Ain’t Afraid Of No Ghost”
“Looking Out Your Window” (acoustic demo)
I.
Thrusted upon imagined shadows
Devoured by the cave
Heard your fingers calling
From the ivories to be brave
The lights were flickering & sliding
Bouncing off the walls
From your mind to mine
The wonder of it all
II.
Four men with umbrellas
Hiding from the rain
A woman standing on a horse
Down in New Orleans
III.
Looking out your window
I saw pumpkins on a porch
Scarecrows slept on banisters
While you were passed the torch
IV.
In haunted dreams & the field of terror
I welcomed the ghost of you
You held my hand through Dementia’s corridors
As polka dots threatened to undo
(artwork on eraser board by Daniel Lyons)
“MLKJr Day (I Have A Dream)”
*This poem is made entirely of lines from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech*
(I have a dream)
The greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation
(I have a dream)
A great beacon light of hope to millions
(I have a dream)
A joyous daybreak to end the long night
(I have a dream)
A promissory note to which every American was to fall heir
(I have a dream)
All men guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness
(I have a dream)
This sacred obligation
(I have a dream)
The great vaults of opportunity of this nation
(I have a dream)
Make real the promises of democracy
(I have a dream)
The sunlit path of racial justice
(I have a dream)
From the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood
(I have a dream)
Make justice a reality for all of god’s children
(I have a dream)
An invigorating autumn of freedom and equality
(I have a dream)
Let us not seek our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred
(I have a dream)
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline
(I have a dream)
We must not allow our creative protests to degenerate into physical violence
(I have a dream)
Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force
(I have a dream)
We cannot walk alone
(I have a dream)
We shall always march ahead
(I have a dream)
We cannot turn back
(I have a dream)
We will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream
(I have a dream)
Unearned suffering is redemptive
(I have a dream)
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal
(I have a dream)
Sit down together at the table of brotherhood
(I have a dream)
An oasis of freedom and justice
(I have a dream)
Little black boys and little black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and little white girls as sisters and brothers
(I have a dream)
The glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together
(I have a dream)
The rough places will be made plain and the crooked places will be made straight
(I have a dream)
Hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope
(I have a dream)
Transform the jangling dischords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood
(I have a dream)
With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day
(I have a dream)
This will be the day when all of god’s children will be able to sing with new meaning, “my country, ‘tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee i sing.’
(I have a dream)
From every mountain side, let freedom ring
“Giving Thanks” (acoustic demo)
(1st Verse)
Here we are once again
Right back where we began
We’re cooking in the kitchen
We’re watching holiday traditions
There’s a parade on TV
Floating by on the screen
The Lions and the Cowgirls
Battle for the drumsticks
(Chorus)*
Do not lose heart
This is our golden age
Do not let go of the memories we made
Though outwardly we are wasting away
Do not let memories grow old & grey
Inwardly we are being renewed day by day
Living in the moment
Making new memories
Remembering to give thanks
(2nd Verse)
Sitting at the table passing the peas
Bird in the middle, more mashed potatoes please
Sail that gravy boat on over to me
Want to pour it all over the white and dark meat
Asparagus and stuffing, corn on the cobb too
Three kinds of mushrooms are waiting for you
Marshmallows melted over Grandma’s yams
Cranberry sauce from the finest can
(Bridge)
We made it through the good and the bad
Here’s a toast to those we have and to those we had
Wherever you are, thanks for reminding us, Dad
Grant the wish of the broken bone that made the loser sad
(Chorus)*
Do not lose heart
This is our golden age
Do not let go of the memories we made
Though outwardly we are wasting away
Do not let memories grow old & grey
Inwardly we are being renewed day by day
Living in the moment
Making new memories
Remembering to give thanks
(3rd Verse)
Gobble gobble gobbling dessert
Sweet potato and pumpkin pie all over our shirts
*Most of the chorus is excerpted from 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18 So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Music: Keith Corcoran
Lyrics: Keith Corcoran and Evan Darragh
Acoustic Demo: Keith Corcoran
“oH’D” (a companion piece to “Oh’d”written in commemoration of episode 600 of “The Simpsons”)
“oH’D”
The clouds scatter and the name embedded is shown
tHe bad kids are sawing off the founder’s head, his eye gets stuck with an ice cream cone
evErybody knows remakes are never better
gagS on signs are doubled, to the ad agencies we are the debtors
skatIng through a pile of leaves reveals a belch
placeMent of products familiar to this family are conveyed on the belt
purple Players practice hand held devices
grandpa Snores are startled by defensive drivers
in order tO find the devil and god and rod and todd
find buttoN that pauses
600 episodeS tonight, all awesome
(Thanks Nick!)
“The Room’s Gallery”
(Espresso Joe’s open mic October 12th 2016)
“Pizza Parlor Picture”
“For Jesus Did Not & Does Not & Will Not Slay Any Persons As Somewhere It Was Falsely Written”*
*title excerpted from Roky Erickson’s song “Devotional Number One”
“The Roots Bring The Love”
The seed sprouts the roots
The roots bring the love
They pass along the nourishment
The tree grows
The branches sprout the leaves
The leaves receive the wind
The leaves glimmer in a sequine of dance
The wind and the leaves create a whoosh of music
The wind feels good as it passes through
The leaves change with the seasons
Green to yellow to orange to red to crinkly brown on the ground
In cold barren winter the tree still has the roots
The tree regenerates and makes way
In the vibrant birth of Spring
The tree bears the fruit
The fruit drops the seeds
The seed sprouts the roots
The roots bring the love
“Sharp Reflections”
“There For…Us” Happy 10th Anniversary My Love
Thank you for taking me
To have and to hold
For richer or poorer
In sickness and in health
Until death do us part
You’ve had me since September 29th 2006 and I’ve had you
We’ve held each other through riches and poverty
In sickness and in health
You’ve always been there
For these last ten years
Through the tears and fears
The smiles and the laughter
You’ve been there
When your Grandmother died
I was there
When my Grandmother died
You were there
For the birth of every one of our nephews
You were there
For the birth of our first born
You were there
That was a joke
Obviously
You were there
I will always be there for you
& I hope you will always be there for me
At the end
We can say
We were there
For each other
Through every season
Through every trial
Through every tribulation
Constantly Constant
In this world full of changes
To have
And to hold
I Love You Tracy
Thank You
For being there
Happy ten years
Here’s to as many as we can get
Until death do us part my love
Until death do us part
“Ruby”
More of us
For the core in us
Porous
Amorous
Unsure of us
Unsure of them
Crème de la crème
Vitamins
Vital men
Vital signs
Vital gems
Ruby amongst us
The hardest of stones
Besides a diamond
Precious
Sapphire
Emerald
Gems held
Energy
Of the Earth
Pulsating
Undular
Enigmatic charismatic
Never static
Peaks and Valleys
Girls
Woman
One
Love
True
Lasts a lifetime
With work
A gift from heaven
“Raining Down Sugar”
A little reminder
From the Dawn
A pleasant sky
Bursting with beauty
Pink cotton candy clouds
Blue cotton candy sky
Raining down sugar
Rotting the teeth
Of smiling children
Get down from your cloud
Put your feet on the ground
Walk to your usefulness
Walk towards the sound
Crawl to forgiveness
Let those knees bleed
The flesh is just a spacesuit
Inner space take heed
“Amended”
I’m turning good again
I’m turning good again
Though I like to fight you
I’m turning good again
You and me have become unlikely friends
Because of you I’m turning good again
Every decision matters
Every dollar counts
Going to go over to the school and show them these rhythms inside
Going to go over to you and hand you the keys to this ride
Going to listen to the less aggressive voice of pride
Get the bits and pieces
Put them together with your thoughts
The artistic notion you always sought
I’m turning good again
I’m turning good again
Though I like to fight you
I’m turning good again
Different times
Different fashions
Different people
Different passions
Same person
Torn or mended
Offended
Defended
Reprimanded
&
Amended
“With A Little Help From My Friends & Family” (A Video Tribute To My Son’s Fifth Birthday Party)
September 24th 2016
Special thanks to my family for 1) making the cousins & 2) sending me pictures used in this video
“Locus” by Major Input (Official Music Video)
Music: Major Input
Lyrics: Darragh/Corcoran
Illustrated Lyrics: Daniel Lyons
Recording, Engineering, and Mixing: Joseph Santo & Ryan Gresh
Mastering: John Rogers
Music Video: Keith Corcoran
Keith Corcoran: Bass Guitar/Lead Vocals
Evan Darragh: Rhythm Guitar/Backup Vocals
Ryan Gresh: Lead Guitar/Rhythm Guitar/Backup Vocals
Joseph Santo: Guitar
Justin Thouret: Drums/Harmony Vocals/Lead Scream Vocals
“Cherishing Childhood” by Keith Corcoran
Gravelly Brook Park
September 2016
This video contains two original songs.
The first song is an instrumental named “TVQ” . It is named that because after hearing it for the first time my friend said, “It sounds like a transcendental vision quest”.
The second song is named “Heather’s Heavy Sweaters”. It is named that because I figured the other working titles, “Feathers” and “Heather” are probably used more often than “Heather’s Heavy Sweaters”.
This video was filmed on an iphone 5s.
“Heather’s Heavy Sweaters” cuts off due to space/memory on my phone running out, however, it cuts short at a serendipitous moment. A bee begins to investigate my phone which was propped up on a guitar stand. The quick cut looks super artsy, but it is accidental artsy. A happy accident, just like the public television host of “The Joy of Painting” used to say.
I have fond memories of playing knock hockey and “Memory” as a child at Matawan recreation in the summer in the exact spot where this video takes place. Rumor has it that this building will be knocked down soon, which is a shame because it is a perfect stage.
*Should you have trouble playing this video here is the Youtube link: https://youtu.be/STtR9zFPEjs
“Gravelly Guitars”
“Off the Record”
Photo of a piece of a piece of art my brother Brian, friend Dan, and I made together one night.
“Then Smiles”
Finally figured out what happens after you die
God asks, “How much money did you make?”
Then smiles
“Wanted! Eight Men, Armed & Dangerous: Crime? Professional Hat Thieves.”
“Unsnack Your Snood, Madanna, for the Stars”
“Be The Church”
“My Sister’s Cat”
“Death Becomes Him”
“Mr. Cobb (He Was Singing So Good)” (acoustic demo)
The way that he met his demise
Was he was singing so good he thought he could fly
Bucking expectations
Resigning to the fact
That Mr. Cobb just ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t callin back
Painted red
Yes, he was whacked
That hard concrete gave him the sack
Mr. Cobb ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
The way that he met his demise
Was he was singing so good he thought he could fly
Bucking expectations
Resigning to the fact
That Mr. Cobb ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back
No, no, no he ain’t calling back