painting Getting Over the Hurdle by Sue McNally (www.suemcnally.com
This could be heard as a resignation, but it's not, even though I claim that "faded" is my favorite color. But really, it's just a singular letter written on a particular day in a specific mood to a certain person. Not a white flag, just a reminder that sometimes it hurts and we are lucky to have each other. Written with Bill Janovitz, my good friend and one of my very favorite musicians.
This is the oldest song in the series, written to my daughters. The chorus is a homemade lullaby I sang to the littler one (Harriet) when she was a baby. A predictably maternal shortlist of broad suggestions: don't be afraid to be strong, try to live outside of clock and calendar (as least as much as a relatively sane life allows), choose your battles, get lost sometimes. Written with Dean, whose parental advice is a lot more practical.
More salt, more sand, more sea. Enough already, right? I clearly have a problem or two. If the oceans were aware of me, I would definitely have received a no contact order by now. Like the one I got from the moon a few years back. Written with Michael Hearst, shanty man.
Flying at Night
Flying over cities at night never fails to break my heart. It is deeply moving to see all of our lights and patterns and plans from above, and all the dark spaces between. In love with everyone and everything up there, which is super dorky and sentimental, and in conflict with much of the reality on the ground. Written with Christopher Ewen of the fabulous Future Bible Heroes.
Old Brown Radio
Written, performed, and recorded by my daughter Gracie when she was 13. I'm including this because she's letting me, because it's a real thanks-giving song, and because I'm shamelessly nepotistic.
Star Demos, first batch.
These quiet, spidery things were recorded in a few hours 1000yrs ago at Ft. Apache, with Joe Harvard, and were meant to be on the 2nd Breeders album, while I was still in the Muses. Kim actually plays guitar on a couple of these, but I can't remember which! The tape reels say "breeders demos", and nothing else. I thought it would be nice to include these, seeing as it's the 20th anniversary (wtf!) of Star's release. Dedicated to Gail and Chris and Tom and Fred.