Sorry for not getting this out at my usual 10:00 time. I had it pretty much ready to go yesterday and forgot to schedule the send-time like I usually do. Though I am well-practiced in lateness, it still bothers me when I do it. I’ve been late with all the usual stuff: rent, school, church…but I’m working on it! Hey this could be a great topic for a future post. Anyway let’s get to the real deal.
Hey there and happy Friday,
I was saddened to hear the news that Kris Kristofferson passed away this week. Got me thinking about one of my favorite songs and I found myself singing it and recording it for this week’s post. Rhetorical question. Why do I like songs that make me feel sad? Maybe a topic for another post. But this is a a sad one to the tenth degree! I think what sticks with me about “Sunday Morning Coming Down” is the simple narrative. As I’m singing I imagine the speaker rising from his bed, drinking that beer…looking through that closet…finding his “cleanest dirty shirt” (my favorite line right there). Then he eventually sets out into the quiet town that is slowly waking up on this sleepy Sunday morning—but he’s not a part of it. Eventually he stops by the park…the Sunday school…and he leaves us with the echo of the bell, the “disappearing dreams of yesterday.” What a song!
I recorded this back in 2008 and released it on an EP. Have a listen. Lyrics are below. Thanks for the tunes Mr. Kristofferson!
Here’s the information part of this post.
Tod the Mod’s EP is released today with SF as his backing band. Check it out!
And the new album from The Successful Failures, Enemy Sublime, will be officially released next Friday. Order here - we’re mailing them out this week.
The Successful Failures will be celebrating the vinyl release the new album with a series of shows at NJ Record Stores where we’ll be performing the album in its entirety.
Friday 11/22, 7:00 Record Museum in West Berlin, NJ
The Bordentown Cranberry Festival is this weekend—I’m running the stage and performing both days. Stop by and say hey. On Saturday I have a solo set at 1:00 and on Sunday a set with the full band at 2:00. Lots of great artists—check out the flyer below.
For a look at The Successful Failures complete upcoming show schedule go here.
Thanks for listening and for reading—have a great weekend! - Mick
Sunday Morning Coming Down (by Kris Kristofferson) Well, I woke up Sunday mornin' With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for dessert Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt Then I washed my face and combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid Playin' with a can that he was kickin' Then I walked across the street And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost Somewhere, somehow along the way On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short a' dyin' That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalk And Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin' And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs they were singin' Then I headed down the street And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' And it echoed through the canyons Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short a' dyin' That's half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleepin' city sidewalk And Sunday mornin' comin' down
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