How come she makes tomorrow seem so far away?
I'm up, suffering the drunken drawl of whatever angel has decided to breathe heavily while she whispers into my ear. She likes to time it, watching me sleep soundly for a couple hours at a time before her warm lips press so closely to my ear. Whatever she is saying to me wakes me, and I worry that she's not going to be around to lull me back to sleep with a soft lullaby. Perhaps she's not an angel at all but a trickster in costume. Either way, I don't know what she's trying to tell me; what secrets unfold from those ageless lips but she wants to say something to me, something only I should know. Maybe if I wait up for her, she'll come back to me and ask if she might lay down for a stretch of sleep -- exhausted from her journey and her staccato prose -- and I can finally get my rest.
There's this band my mother used to listen to in the late 1990s. She would blare the CD over the stereo in the house, and you could not escape the intoxicating sound it produced. She would always ask me to dance with her, no one else would. My stepfather was too embarrassed, and my brother would never think of it. I was the only one that would dance with her. I remember the living room of that house, we lived in Missouri at the time, and that living room would smell like rain and sound amazing, and the lights would be all askew, and she didn't care. Just danced, shaking her hair around and singing along. My mother rarely sang, she was too nervous about being heard.
Later, I'm not sure when it was, but we went to see this band in Nashville. It was a whole 'nother experience. Nashville was one of the friendliest towns I had ever seen. At this show, my mother stood up in the dim light of the venue and grabbed me by the hands, pulling me into the aisle to dance with her. I had a great time, I actually dressed up to go, so I was nervous thinking I look like such a fool dancing in the aisle. But, I just closed my eyes and thought of how it was in that living room with her. I remember opening my eyes and looking around at everything, a completely different sort of energy over me.
Just thinking about that night, I wish I had more to look back on, I wish I remembered more. But thinking of that dancing memory makes me tear up from happiness. It's rare that I cry from happiness when it comes to the relationship my mother and I had.
My favorite album of theirs, Tall Shadows, has been the only one I've ever heard, and I lack a copy of it. They have it available on iTunes, but I don't have an iTunes account, nor the money to buy anything from an iTunes account. All I can count on is a few Youtube clips, and the Myspace profile of theirs.
THE FLOATING MEN
10 Year Anniversary Show - September 2000
"Swallowed by the Night" from the Tall Shadows album (1995)
lyrics (unsure how dead on these are)
Live at The Peanut Barrel in Bloomington, Indiana - 5/7/1994
"World of Shadows" from the Tall Shadows album (1995)
lyrics (unsure how dead on these are)
By the way, did you know skunks are from the weasel family? I never thought that. Thank you, Animal Planet.
There's this band my mother used to listen to in the late 1990s. She would blare the CD over the stereo in the house, and you could not escape the intoxicating sound it produced. She would always ask me to dance with her, no one else would. My stepfather was too embarrassed, and my brother would never think of it. I was the only one that would dance with her. I remember the living room of that house, we lived in Missouri at the time, and that living room would smell like rain and sound amazing, and the lights would be all askew, and she didn't care. Just danced, shaking her hair around and singing along. My mother rarely sang, she was too nervous about being heard.
Later, I'm not sure when it was, but we went to see this band in Nashville. It was a whole 'nother experience. Nashville was one of the friendliest towns I had ever seen. At this show, my mother stood up in the dim light of the venue and grabbed me by the hands, pulling me into the aisle to dance with her. I had a great time, I actually dressed up to go, so I was nervous thinking I look like such a fool dancing in the aisle. But, I just closed my eyes and thought of how it was in that living room with her. I remember opening my eyes and looking around at everything, a completely different sort of energy over me.
Just thinking about that night, I wish I had more to look back on, I wish I remembered more. But thinking of that dancing memory makes me tear up from happiness. It's rare that I cry from happiness when it comes to the relationship my mother and I had.
My favorite album of theirs, Tall Shadows, has been the only one I've ever heard, and I lack a copy of it. They have it available on iTunes, but I don't have an iTunes account, nor the money to buy anything from an iTunes account. All I can count on is a few Youtube clips, and the Myspace profile of theirs.
THE FLOATING MEN
10 Year Anniversary Show - September 2000
"Swallowed by the Night" from the Tall Shadows album (1995)
lyrics (unsure how dead on these are)
Click to viewLive at The Peanut Barrel in Bloomington, Indiana - 5/7/1994
"World of Shadows" from the Tall Shadows album (1995)
lyrics (unsure how dead on these are)
By the way, did you know skunks are from the weasel family? I never thought that. Thank you, Animal Planet.