Highway 61


O h God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”God say, “You can do what you want Abe, butThe next time you see me comin’ you better run”Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”God says, “Out on Highway 61”Continue reading “Highway 61”

Boxes


T his is the kind of place that we saw on our drive to Natchez. That’s Mississippi, in case you were unclear on it. Stopping at little places like this were one of the reasons the drive too so long. This place was closed. The drive would have taken longer if it had been openContinue reading “Boxes”

Bootleg Flyer


Driving. Out on Highway 61. That’s where Abraham and God a conversation. That’s what Bob Dylan said. Apparently, God wasn’t messing around. So Abraham did what he was told. Sometimes there are little miracles when you least expect them. On Saturday, Sophie Rose wasn’t doing so good. I was afraid I might lose her. ItContinue reading “Bootleg Flyer”

Welcome to the Soft Parade


“Successful hills are here to stay, Everything must be this way, Gentle streets where people play Welcome to the Soft Parade,  All our lives we sweat and save, Building for a shallow grave, Must be something else we say, Somehow to defend this place, Everything must be this way Everything must be this way, yeah, The Soft Parade has now begun, ListenContinue reading “Welcome to the Soft Parade”

Highway 61 Revisted


“Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son” Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on” God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?” God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin’ you better run” Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?” GodContinue reading “Highway 61 Revisted”

The Road


Road trips. Car trips. Traveling. Those words conjure up a certain set of feelings. At least in The United States they do. Other countries probably share those feelings. But, here in the US, they have a special sort of — I dunno — place? Time?  Maybe it’s about freedom. Or, potential. A dream. I try toContinue reading “The Road”

Run Down


Yep. In the middle of nothing. This place is in Hollygrove about as far removed as it can be from the rest of the city and still be located in Orleans Parish. In fact, if you look to the right and across the railroad tracks, that’s Jefferson Parish and another world. Although… this house isContinue reading “Run Down”