We may reside nowhere near them anymore, but we have our touchstones.
The things that make us who we are. The things that remind us who, and what, we are.
And sometimes we lose them. Sometimes -- for the love of money or whatever the hell else -- somebody destroys them.
Places . . . things . . . cultures are destroyed just because we humans can do it. That's what we do. We tear up stuff.
And people.
I'VE BLOGGED plenty about the latest calamity befalling my home state, Louisiana. It's tearing me up, and I'm half a continent away. Want to know what it's like to suspect you mail hail from the lost continent of Atlantis? Buy me a few beers, and I'll try to tell you.
That's what this edition of 3 Chords & the Truth is all about. I don't belabor the point this week -- that would make for entertaining radio, right? -- but that's what the show is mostly about.
I'm hopeful the music will speak for itself.
SO . . . that's the rundown on the latest episode of the Big Show. I'm betting that making a point, and venting via music, still can be entertaining. You be the judge.
Of course, to judge you have to listen.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
The following cautionary tale is brought to you by the Internet's finest music podcast, 3 Chords & the Truth.Ready? Here you go:
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
SO SAD. So sad. It seems to me the quality of poor Eleanor's dream could have been enhanced by regular downloading of the Big Show.
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
WHERE DO all the lonely people come from? Obviously from that bitter and antisocial place where 3 Chords & the Truth is not a weekly part of one's life.
That prospect is depressing enough to turn anybody into a sad hermit.
Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
HELLO? FATHER? Nobody is listening to your sermons because they're booorrrrrrriiinnng! Really, if you listened to 3 Chords & the Truth, you'd be much happier, and I am sure there's scientific research somewhere pointing out that listening to good music increases the effectiveness of sermon writing 110 percent.
Get with the program, Fadda! Listen to the Big Show and quit being such a prig.
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH . . . been over all that. Yadda yadda yadda.
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
WELL, that's just sadder than hell. And such a waste, too.
It could have been avoided with something as simple as a weekly dose of 3 Chords & the Truth. Proven effective in combating the boredom that causes priggishness, a leading cause of loneliness.
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
UH HUH, uh huh. Yeah, yeah. Heard that, haven't we? Move along, nothing new here. Just listen to the Big Show, and all will be well.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
The theme of this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth is being.There.
It's as simple as that. Just being. No big message, no overriding machination to the conglomeration . . . just being.EXISTING in the moment. Taking life -- and the Big Show -- as it comes, and enjoying the moment.
It's the Memorial Day weekend, and it seems to me that Memorial Day, and all it stands for, is as good a time as any to just be. And be content. And grateful.
But mainly just being. There.
I mean, I'm no Chance the Gardener -- well, maybe I'm kind of close to Chance the Gardener, except that nobody listens to me -- but that's what I have to say as we ease on into summer. With 3 Chords & the Truth . . . and the music.
And as we're just being there -- and here.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
This week on the Big Show:
can be quite
and even give us reason to be
But through it all -- if we look -- we just might discover 
That, in a musical sense, is some of what we cover this week on 3 Chords & the Truth.
Well, that and some good ol' rockabilly (and fusion-y prog rock, too).
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
Tired.Hit the wall.Motivation took a vacation, leaving the rest of me behind.But I still had to crank out an episode of 3 Chords & the Truth. Just great.Ah, screw it. I just phoned it in this week. Deal.EVEN THOUGH I phoned the Big Show (Medium-Sized Show?) in, the music still is pretty decent . . . probably. Whatever. Hope you like country. Then again, it's all the same to me.'Cause I just phoned it in.It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. (Or not . . . like I care this week.) Aloha.
Just in case you're not seeing my note very well, the upshot of it is this: Listen to 3 Chords & the Truth. It's good.(Apologies to Barq's root beer for pilfering their advertising slogan.)
