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What’s Up Buttercup? | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. What’s Up Buttercup? I tinker. I’m like an obsessive-compulsive tinsmith. I hammer, polish, recast, hammer, polish, recast, over and over. It’s what I do. I do it at work, with ad copy (just ask any marketer who has ever worked with me). I do it at home, in the basement shop. And I really do it with songs and lyrics. But this song was different. You’re looking…”. What Buttercup was “looking,” I had no idea – at least to begin with. That was all I had.

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THE LOST GUITAR | The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved… | Page 2

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. I remember the first time I heard Django Reinhardt. It was love at first listen. And suddenly, Willie Nelson made more sense. It wouldn’t be until many years later that I ran into a fellow who explained the connection. Willie had recorded one of the best versions of Reinhardt’s “Nuages” – possibly the best, outside of Django’s 14 variations. Of course, Willie is known as a country artist. I’ve always dreamed of being able to fuse country and jazz. 8220;O...

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OPR Podcasts 2012 | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. In this amazing series, I reveal the “other” lives of celebrities who lived – and sweated – well before my time. These “real and gritty” pieces of American journalism are so American, I recorded them on my iPhone while stuck in traffic on I-295. So American, in fact, that they represent the apotheosis of American stupidity, compiled as they were while driving, and for absolutely no good reason. James R. Durant was one of the most important figures in...

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Poems | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. We live and strive because. It is important not to stay sad. The insistent argument calls us. To become, overcome, come. Stand, leap, lunge, vanquish. Yet the deer must die and decay. The water in the stream flow. Standing on your promontory. Gargling your gravelly song. Throat thrust against the blue. Not bending, or stooping nor. Looking down over the abyss. You hear the song echo back. Urging you toward the next. Because the orchestra must play. And a...

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April | 2013 | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. Archive April, 2013. How much do we miss during a typical day? I assume nature intended it this way, for some reason. If we literally noticed everything around us all the time, our heads would explode. So we create these filters in our brains. As we age, the filters become more selective. The problem becomes: our filters need tending to sometimes, because they start to filter out a lot of the good stuff, too. . I don’t take enough time to really li...

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December | 2013 | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. Archive December, 2013. What’s Up Buttercup? I tinker. I’m like an obsessive-compulsive tinsmith. I hammer, polish, recast, hammer, polish, recast, over and over. It’s what I do. I do it at work, with ad copy (just ask any marketer who has ever worked with me). I do it at home, in the basement shop. And I really do it with songs and lyrics. But this song was different. You’re looking…”. That was all I had. I don’t know for sure, but half of Van&#82...

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January | 2014 | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. Archive January, 2014. I will never forget the first time I really listened to Robert Johnson. I rustled up some old stuff on YouTube, hit play and sat there with my jaw hanging down for about 17 straight minutes. Hellhound on My Trail hit me hard. So did Crossroads. So did Malted Milk. So did just about every other tune I listened to. That wasn’t intended to sound dirty.). The man with the magic fingers…. What I love, too, about Johnson’s rare rec...

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If You’re Reading This | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. If You’re Reading This. I write tonight with a very heavy heart. Melissa’s Uncle Fred March has passed away. I have such fond memories of Uncle Fred holding babies. Everyone wanted him to hold their babies. And he — a mountain of a man — lit up every time. He also fed Nate countless quarters and let him play the video game with the drunken monkey, over and over. The news is too fresh for me to process any more than that right now. Her name is Kyle Peters...

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August | 2014 | THE LOST GUITAR

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The musical blog dedicated to the lost and loved…. Archive August, 2014. It wastes gas, and time, and torches the environment. If the traffic’s bad (and it generally is along my route), commuting can grate your soul like a hunk of 5-year-old Canadian cheddar. But over the years, folks have made helpful suggestions. Get books on tape! Turn the radio up loud and sing along! Turn the radio off and meditate! Make phone calls to loved ones (my favorite). It was the last time I ever spoke to her. Commutes can ...