I am planning to do a performance piece based on my book, Baggy Red Pants and Other Stories.
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I will recite and sing the title piece, Baggy Red Pants, with back up singers and dancers wearing baggy red pants joining in:
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
in those hitchhiking days, I arrived in Santa Fe, I was wearing baggy red pants that my girlfriend had made
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I needed some guitar strings, so I found the local music store, I was wearing those baggy red pants as I walked out the door
into the plaza, where a tall, bespectacled Englishman approached, he said, "I'm producing a movie, would you like to be in it?
meet me tomorrow and wear those red pants.
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I slept in an ally that night, in the morning I met the cast and crew at a plaza hotel
we boarded a charter bus to go film a rock musical based on Shakespeare's Othello
the producer was impresario Jack Good, the movie was called Catch My Soul
the set was a fake hippy commune in the desert hills ten miles up the road
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I worked as an extra in that movie, every day for 2 months I wore those red pants
one night they brought in a hundred local hippies for a party scene that turned into a stoned chaotic dance
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
Catch My Soul opened in New York City, got some bad reviews and quickly disappeared
it stayed lost for 42 years, then magically reappeared, I did other work for Jack Good, a good guy, who died last year
as for the pants, we threw them in the fire and watched the ashes float into the mountain air
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
in those hitchhiking days, I arrived in Santa Fe, I was wearing baggy red pants that my girlfriend had made
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I needed some guitar strings, so I found the local music store, I was wearing those baggy red pants as I walked out the door
into the plaza, where a tall, bespectacled Englishman approached, he said, "I'm producing a movie, would you like to be in it?
meet me tomorrow and wear those red pants.
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I slept in an ally that night, in the morning I met the cast and crew at a plaza hotel
we boarded a charter bus to go film a rock musical based on Shakespeare's Othello
the producer was impresario Jack Good, the movie was called Catch My Soul
the set was a fake hippy commune in the desert hills ten miles up the road
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
I worked as an extra in that movie, every day for 2 months I wore those red pants
one night they brought in a hundred local hippies for a party scene that turned into a stoned chaotic dance
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
Catch My Soul opened in New York City, got some bad reviews and quickly disappeared
it stayed lost for 42 years, then magically reappeared, I did other work for Jack Good, a good guy, who died last year
as for the pants, we threw them in the fire and watched the ashes float into the mountain air
Baggy, baggy, homemade baggy, baggy, baggy red pants
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I will perform my original song, The Closing List, using voice and acoustic guitar, with a large handwritten closing list, and closed restaurant signs from the pandemic by my side: |
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above: my Sister 7 Strings sculpture. I will play a piece on it
right: my Play Me sculpture. I will play it on a spoken word piece. |
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I will perform I Give You the Universe using spoken word and my Play Me instrument:
flying on the freeway, in my little blue car, surrounded by massive grey trucks, who bring you physical goods, plastic, metal and wood.
we pause at the fueling station, and dream of scenic vacations. Me, I bring you story and song, music and verse. I give you the universe.
flying on the freeway, in my little blue car, surrounded by massive grey trucks, who bring you physical goods, plastic, metal and wood.
we pause at the fueling station, and dream of scenic vacations. Me, I bring you story and song, music and verse. I give you the universe.
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I will perform Miniature Planet on miniature guitar, adding a sliding introduction about living beings from another solar system.
below: me playing my miniature guitar. |
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I will recite this poem, using a cymbal roll and crash at the ending.
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