Jun 24 2011

Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall – ’11-#18

Through the corridors of sleep
Past the shadows dark and deep
My mind dances and leaps in confusion.
I don’t know what is real,
I can’t touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.

So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall.

The mirror on my wall
Casts an image dark and small
But I’m not sure at all it’s my reflection.
I am blinded by the light
Of God and truth and right
And I wander in the night without direction.

So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall.

It’s no matter if you’re born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn ‘tween joy and sorrow,
So my fantasy
Becomes reality,
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.

So I’ll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall.

This piece is based on Simon & Garfunkel’s Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall. I was listening to this album (yes album – the actual record on a record player!) the other day, and really liked this one. It sounds happy and upbeat, but the actual lyrics are kind of depressing. This piece went through many iterations before it ended the way it looks now.

The main photos that it is based on are from pictures I took at a butterfly house at the Tucson Botanical Gardens. I really like how this piece came out, especially since I was this close to scrapping the whole thing.


Jun 2 2011

Then Came The Last Days Of May – ’11-#17

Parched land, no desert sand
The sun is just a little dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way
’cause it’s hot (it’s hot)
Three good buddies of mine were laughin’ and smokin’
In the back of a rented Ford
They couldn’t know they weren’t goin’ far

Each one with the money in his pocket
To go out and buy himself a brand new car
But they all held the money they had
Money they hoped would take them very far

Sky’s bright, the traffic light
Now and then a truck
And they hadn’t seen a cop around all day (what luck)
They brought everything they needed
Bags and scales to weigh the stuff
The driver said, “The border’s just over the bluff”

Wasn’t until the car suddenly stopped
In the middle of a cold and barren plain
And the other guy turned and spilled
Three boys blood did they know a trap had been laid?

They’re ok the last days of May
But I’ll be breathin’ dry air
I’m leaving soon
The others are already there (all there)
Wouldn’t be interested in coming along
Instead of staying here?
It’s said the West is nice this time of year (that’s what they say)

This piece is based on the Blue Oyster Cult song “Then Came The Last Days Of May,” which is on their first album from 1972. This is such a great song, and the whole album is solid. The song is about… “According to Buck Dharma, “(Then Came The) Last Days Of May” is the true story of three collegiate drug dealers who went to Tucson to score for the fall semester. They were ripped off and shot. While two of the guys died, the other survived to testify against the perpetrators, who were two young men from a notorious wealthy local family. They apparently served about ten years in prison before being released.”

I think the best part of this song is how you can interpret the last lines

“They’re ok the last days of May
But I’ll be breathin’ dry air
I’m leaving soon
The others are already there (all there)
Wouldn’t be interested in coming along
Instead of staying here?
It’s said the West is nice this time of year (that’s what they say)”


You can interpret them as if the storyteller is the one who set the trap, and is trying to lure you, the listener, into another trap…“Wouldn’t be interested in coming along…Instead of staying here? They say the West is nice this time of year.” Spooky!

I saw Blue Oyster Cult play this live in concert on May 31st several years ago. One of my favorites by them.

All photos in this piece were taken by me, which is a first I think. Also, ironically, many are from the Tucson area, which is where the real life subjects of the song were killed. But the truck was taken in Sedalia, Colorado.