Thursday, March 09, 2006

Wonderful Josh Ritter

Well this week has been a strange one to say the least. Not sure where it's all heading but I've made a few mistakes this week. I've had a load of ups and downs . Well....we all learn by our mistakes, so they say.
I've found some consolation in one of my fave singers, Josh Ritter. www.joshritter.com.
I first got into him through watching an episode of Six Feet Under, whereby I heard the track 'Come and find me'. It showed Nate and Lisa driving through some of the most beautiful US countryside, right near the sea. It was beautiful. The irony of this track seemed to be about Nate wanting his ex Brenda, to come and find him. This struck a chord both musically and metaphorically.
Josh Ritter is a truly brilliant acoustic guitarist and singer. If you like folky rock, you'll love Josh's music. He reaches a special, if not poignant, place about life and love.

Come and find me - By Josh Ritter
if i could trace the line that ran between your smile and your sleight of hand
i’d guess that you put something up my sleeve
now every time i see your face, the bells ring in a far-off place
we can find each other this way, i believe.
from the hills and up behind my town is naked from the horizon down ..
the curvature is pressed against the raise and we walked up in the fields alone and the silence fell just like a stone that got lost in the wild blue and the gravel grey
come and find me now
though i’m here in this far off place,
my air is not this time and space
i draw you close with every breath
you don’t know it’s right until it’s wrong
You don’t know it’s yours until it’s gone
i didn’t know that it was home ‘til you up and left
come and find me now
i keep you in a flower vase with your fatalism and crooked face
with the daisies and the violet brocades and I keep me in a vacant lot in the ivies, forget-me-nots hoping you will come and untangle me one of these days
come and find me now
You've Got The Moon
We ate May down to the rind
Asked the moon for another helping
It's getting on past suppertime
Lights are low and it was evening
Pull your dress up to your knees
Out in the fields we'll go walking
Just the tall grass and the trees
Silhouettes and crickets singing
And here I am holding on to you
And you've got the moon
See the leaves fall as they turn
Green into a golden evening
Slowly, so there is no change
It does not feel like the end of something
And here I am holding on to you
And you've got the moon
Stars and satellites and clouds
Everything tonight is floating
And I am too so I hold your hand
And up above the moon is rowing
And here I am holding on to you
And you've got the moon

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