Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Leo Kottke, Jack Gets Up


This picture reminds me of most of my mornings. I wake fragments of a man and then slowly become something resembling one. The work is intended for a far deeper meaning but that is all I will allow for myself. It also reminds me of one of my favorite artists Leo Kottke, not one of my favorite of his songs but it comes to mind.
http://www.guitarmusic.org/kottke/gsongs.html

Jack Gets Up

Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And you crawl out of bed and you crawl out of bed
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
And you look at the moon where the window is
And the stars shine, and the stars shine, and the stars shine
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And way down below in the sun belt
And the telephones, and the telephone, and the telephones
And you look out the moon where the window is
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And some of us breathe in the brown ground
Where the worms clown, where the worms clown, where the worms clown
Way down below in the sun belt
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And every night when you lay down
You fall flat, you fall flat, you fall flat
Some of us breathe in the brown ground
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

So we're asleep in the same dream
In the snort fort, the snort fort, the snort fort
And every night when you lay down
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

Santa Claus modified snow peas
On the sun roofs, on the sun roofs, on the sun roofs
So we're asleep in the same dream
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

If you look in the mirror it's your father's face
And the thin grin, the thin grin, the thin grin
It's Santa Claus pulling up snow peas
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And there's tears in the bank and the credit card
In the back yard, in the back yard, in the back yard
If you look in the mirror it's your father's face
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And once in a while when the wind blows
And the heart winds, and the heart winds, and the heart winds
There's tears in the bank and a credit card
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint
Or a car key, or a car key, or a car key
Once in a while when the wind blows
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

And your kid has a face like a walnut
From the ice cream, from the ice cream, from the ice cream
But there's lint in the pocket and a breath mint
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed
Everyday in the morning when you get up and you crawl out of bed

23 Comments:

At 4:28 AM , Blogger Willy Jo said...

can i borraw yer mule?

 
At 4:59 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

willy jo I have one Mule, I used to have them by the score. What happened to them, I loaned them out. So to answer your question, no. But my wife, I'll bus her to you at my expense.
Kind Regards JW

 
At 6:37 AM , Blogger Rae Ann said...

What a gruesome work of art.

 
At 7:17 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

rae ann: You nailed it, very creepy but I think that was the intent. I hope.

 
At 10:56 AM , Blogger Phats said...

Wow deep and insightful nice!

I hate getting out of bed at 5am

 
At 11:13 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Phats: Deep and insightful usually words not used in the same sentence as referance to one of my posts.

 
At 5:36 AM , Blogger Thérèse said...

I love that picture and know exactly how you feel.

I don't even remember what my name is until after breakfast.

 
At 6:20 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Thérèse: Thanks. The whole breakfast idea might keep me from complaining how hungry I was all morning. Thanks for the tip.

 
At 7:03 AM , Blogger Willy Jo said...

once yer wife got a taste of willy she mite opt fer the mule.

 
At 9:19 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

willy jo, you have stumbled onto the real reason I cant loan out My Mule me wife wont let me she loves My Mule. I'm not sure she knows who I am anymore.

 
At 12:27 PM , Blogger Phats said...

Willy Jo your icon is hilarious!

 
At 1:02 PM , Blogger kellywalters said...

yeah .. fragments fucking suck ass

 
At 2:37 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Phats,Roxi: Yep.

 
At 2:52 PM , Blogger kellywalters said...

honey.. what do you mean about never telling mother??

 
At 4:32 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Roxi: Cant talk, mother is coming! She is unhappy when I talk to girls.

 
At 7:25 AM , Blogger Phats said...

So Josh did you enjoy the snow we got dumped on us? They cancelled school today bleh!

 
At 7:42 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

We got dumped on! Didnt cancel work..

 
At 9:35 AM , Blogger Calzone said...

I'm kind of the opposite. I wake up feeling good, by the time night falls I'm usually hiding in a shed huffing gas.

 
At 10:51 AM , Blogger kellywalters said...

hmmm.. unhappy when you talk to girls..

* lick*

perhaps you can tell her your talking to an innocent kitty cat.. you know..

a..

pussy cat?

 
At 10:54 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Calzone: Huffing is so cool!
Roxie: You good people.

 
At 11:28 AM , Blogger Phats said...

Roxi nice!!

Josh I would have much rather had a delay then them call school.

 
At 11:37 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Phats: Make up time in the spring?

 
At 9:14 PM , Blogger Phats said...

Yes it sucks. we have 5 built in snowdays, where if we don't miss any days we get those off, but if we do we start making up with those. If we miss more then 5 we tack on at the end of the year. Delays are so much nicer

 

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