Friday, September 12, 2008
The Lyrics
I've had a couple of requests for the lyrics to "Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin," the song I posted to YouTube a couple of days ago. Unfortunately, the mike on a camcorder doesn't quite pick everything up clearly.
So here you are:
Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin
copyright (c) 2008 by Loren Davidson
I first saw you in my motel room; I was out on tour
You blew me away, like no governor before
I’ve always gone for girls in glasses
I like that competent look
Any woman who can field-dress a moose
Is okay in my book
I’d love to serenade you for a little while
And take your hand across some desert isle
CHORUS
Let’s go sailing, Governor Palin
No matter where I go, I still see you
Let’s go sailing, Governor Palin
With some Presidential treatment, you’ll never feel blue
With all those kids, a husband, and responsibilities
You need someone to take you away and put your mind at ease
Get carried away like Gov. Spitzer, like Hart and Donna Rice
Together, we’ll go farther than Karl Rove’s advice
I know you’ll make the right choice in this special year
You can leave your lipstick at home; it’d only smear
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I’m not doing this for myself; I don’t work that way
But I’ll bet my MySpace gets a million hits a day
CHORUS and end
So here you are:
Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin
copyright (c) 2008 by Loren Davidson
I first saw you in my motel room; I was out on tour
You blew me away, like no governor before
I’ve always gone for girls in glasses
I like that competent look
Any woman who can field-dress a moose
Is okay in my book
I’d love to serenade you for a little while
And take your hand across some desert isle
CHORUS
Let’s go sailing, Governor Palin
No matter where I go, I still see you
Let’s go sailing, Governor Palin
With some Presidential treatment, you’ll never feel blue
With all those kids, a husband, and responsibilities
You need someone to take you away and put your mind at ease
Get carried away like Gov. Spitzer, like Hart and Donna Rice
Together, we’ll go farther than Karl Rove’s advice
I know you’ll make the right choice in this special year
You can leave your lipstick at home; it’d only smear
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I’m not doing this for myself; I don’t work that way
But I’ll bet my MySpace gets a million hits a day
CHORUS and end
Labels: Governor Palin, lyrics, Sarah Palin
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin!
America's got a new "sweetheart," and I've got a new song. Coincidence? I think not.
Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin has popped out of obscurity and onto the television screens of America. We're still finding out who she is and what she's about, but virtually everyone agrees on at least one thing: She's damn good looking. Competent, too.
So yesterday, I let my mind drift a bit onto "what if," because "what if" fuels many a good story. And in a surprisingly short time, I had a song titled "Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin." It's kind of a love song. A quick trip out to the back yard to shoot a video, and presto! I've joined the "blog on camera for the YouTube" generation!
Go check out the video. It's light-hearted fun.
Personally, while I find quite a few things to admire about Gov. Palin (not all of them visible), I'm somewhat horrified by the woman's political and social views. But I don't have to let the scary parts get in the way of a bit of harmless fantasy.
Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin has popped out of obscurity and onto the television screens of America. We're still finding out who she is and what she's about, but virtually everyone agrees on at least one thing: She's damn good looking. Competent, too.
So yesterday, I let my mind drift a bit onto "what if," because "what if" fuels many a good story. And in a surprisingly short time, I had a song titled "Let's Go Sailing, Gov. Palin." It's kind of a love song. A quick trip out to the back yard to shoot a video, and presto! I've joined the "blog on camera for the YouTube" generation!
Go check out the video. It's light-hearted fun.
Personally, while I find quite a few things to admire about Gov. Palin (not all of them visible), I'm somewhat horrified by the woman's political and social views. But I don't have to let the scary parts get in the way of a bit of harmless fantasy.
Labels: Donna Rice, fantasy, Gary Hart, Governor Palin, Governor Spitzer, music, politics, romance, Sarah Palin
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
New review!
Here's what Radio Indy has to say about Every Day's a Holiday, posted to Digg.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
NY Thruway Tour 2008
Wow.
I spent large parts of this past weekend on my old home turf, reconnecting with people I hadn't seen in as much as 36 years. And it turned out very well.
The whole thing started a couple of months ago, when I got email from someone in my high school class. I have heard *nothing* from these people in well over 30 years. I sort of shook upstate NY off my shoes when I moved to California in 1976, and never really looked back, which tells you how happy my younger days seemed to me at the time.
Anyway, my classmates were planning a reunion for August, and asked what it would take to get me there. I told them. They said yes.
I then was posting about this trip over on Meet The Phlockers, and one of my fellow Trop Rock musicians in a band called Pirate Dreams said, "Hey, we're playing this festival on Sunday in Buffalo that weekend; why don't you come out and play with us?
And that's how the whole thing started.
So I hopped a plane last Thursday for upstate NY, arriving somewhat late at night. I'd been out there last year, so I knew how to find my way around.
The reunion was up at the Saratoga racetrack - the flat track, not the harness track. We met there for the afternoon. We spent most of the time in one of the restaurants, watching the races on closed circuit TV. I actually got up and went over to the track side to see one race, just because I wasn't feeling entirely like I was *there*, if you know what I mean. We got about a dozen people out of a class of 38 - not a bad turnout.
Then we went over to Vapor at the "Racino." Craig, one of my classmates, knows the people there and got me booked for an early evening gig before the main band went on. So I did an hour or so show over there, closing with "Pirate Looks at 40," during which everyone came up and pictures were taken of the group of us. It was a touching moment.
On Saturday, I drove out to central NY to reconnect with several of my cousins. I went to Verona Beach to my cousin Dean's place - it's lovely. There's a particular feeling to a place by the water, where people are as much in and on it as on the land, and Verona Beach and its neighbor Sylvan Beach definitely have that. Dean took me on a tour of the area, including several rather interesting and comfortable beach bars that I wouldn't mind playing at.
In the evening, he and his band (DVD) were playing at the Turning Stone Casino. I went over and caught up with a couple more cousins, won $5 playing blackjack, and had a great time. If you're out that way, keep an eye out for DVD - they'll be playing some of my songs soon. :)
Finally, Buffalo on Sunday.
I stopped at the airport to print a boarding pass, to make sure I got into the A group. I discovered, to my horror, that I'd reserved my flights on the wrong day! I was very fortunate to have a good ticket agent, Joanne, who not only got me rebooked onto Monday flights, but didn't charge me any more for the privilege. Southwest Airlines, you have made a loyal customer!
The festival wasn't quite what I'd expected. We were a bit off on one side, so our audience wasn't what I'd been hoping for. But the folks in the band were very nice, and the crowd really enjoyed my stuff.
My flight home took me to some new territory - changing planes in Baltimore, and I got to see Washington DC from the air. I could clearly see the Capital Building and the Washington Monument - first time.
So I closed some circles and reconnected with some folks from my distant and sordid past. I had a great time, and I think I laid the groundwork for a return visit and mini-tour next year. Stay tuned!
I spent large parts of this past weekend on my old home turf, reconnecting with people I hadn't seen in as much as 36 years. And it turned out very well.
The whole thing started a couple of months ago, when I got email from someone in my high school class. I have heard *nothing* from these people in well over 30 years. I sort of shook upstate NY off my shoes when I moved to California in 1976, and never really looked back, which tells you how happy my younger days seemed to me at the time.
Anyway, my classmates were planning a reunion for August, and asked what it would take to get me there. I told them. They said yes.
I then was posting about this trip over on Meet The Phlockers, and one of my fellow Trop Rock musicians in a band called Pirate Dreams said, "Hey, we're playing this festival on Sunday in Buffalo that weekend; why don't you come out and play with us?
And that's how the whole thing started.
So I hopped a plane last Thursday for upstate NY, arriving somewhat late at night. I'd been out there last year, so I knew how to find my way around.
The reunion was up at the Saratoga racetrack - the flat track, not the harness track. We met there for the afternoon. We spent most of the time in one of the restaurants, watching the races on closed circuit TV. I actually got up and went over to the track side to see one race, just because I wasn't feeling entirely like I was *there*, if you know what I mean. We got about a dozen people out of a class of 38 - not a bad turnout.
Then we went over to Vapor at the "Racino." Craig, one of my classmates, knows the people there and got me booked for an early evening gig before the main band went on. So I did an hour or so show over there, closing with "Pirate Looks at 40," during which everyone came up and pictures were taken of the group of us. It was a touching moment.
On Saturday, I drove out to central NY to reconnect with several of my cousins. I went to Verona Beach to my cousin Dean's place - it's lovely. There's a particular feeling to a place by the water, where people are as much in and on it as on the land, and Verona Beach and its neighbor Sylvan Beach definitely have that. Dean took me on a tour of the area, including several rather interesting and comfortable beach bars that I wouldn't mind playing at.
In the evening, he and his band (DVD) were playing at the Turning Stone Casino. I went over and caught up with a couple more cousins, won $5 playing blackjack, and had a great time. If you're out that way, keep an eye out for DVD - they'll be playing some of my songs soon. :)
Finally, Buffalo on Sunday.
I stopped at the airport to print a boarding pass, to make sure I got into the A group. I discovered, to my horror, that I'd reserved my flights on the wrong day! I was very fortunate to have a good ticket agent, Joanne, who not only got me rebooked onto Monday flights, but didn't charge me any more for the privilege. Southwest Airlines, you have made a loyal customer!
The festival wasn't quite what I'd expected. We were a bit off on one side, so our audience wasn't what I'd been hoping for. But the folks in the band were very nice, and the crowd really enjoyed my stuff.
My flight home took me to some new territory - changing planes in Baltimore, and I got to see Washington DC from the air. I could clearly see the Capital Building and the Washington Monument - first time.
So I closed some circles and reconnected with some folks from my distant and sordid past. I had a great time, and I think I laid the groundwork for a return visit and mini-tour next year. Stay tuned!
Labels: Albany NY, Buffalo, DVD, Pirate Dreams, Saratoga NY, Southwest, Sylvan Beach, Verona Beach
