Friday, May 21, 2010

Places we Used To Know

Performed at Fiddlers Crossing, Tehachapi, California

I wrote this song for my son, a couple years ago, when he was coming to visit me for Christmas, and he was about to graduate from college. I woke up one morning and heard coyotes calling, which is unusual, because I live in town, although it's a small town in the California hills... I looked out the window and saw that it had begun to snow, and the mountains were held in a thick coat of clouds. I realized that the coyotes had come down to hunt in the valley and escape the cold mountain storm, as they had probably done for centuries before some folks came along and built a town on their hunting ground.....

Thomas Wolfe famously said, "You can never go home." True enough. You can never really go back to any place. You can go back to the geographical location, but the place you remember will be gone. Except for a certain place that I remember...... I know where it is. But I ain't tellin'.........