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only in death can one truly return
Return the carrots, the apples and potatoes,
The chickens, the cows, the fish and tomatoes.
In one glorious swoop, let the deed be done
and bury me deep so that I can be one...
And all around my muscle and all around my bone,
don't incinerate me or seal me from
the dirt which bore me, the bed that which from
the rain falls upon and the fruit comes from
For the dirt is a blanket, no fiery tomb,
No punishment, reward, or pearly white room
And you who say that in death we will pay,
The dead they can't hear a word that you say
Your words are not kind, sober or giving,
they only put fear in the hearts of the living
So put away your tongues and roll up your sleeves,
and pick up your shovel and bury me deep.
So great to hear Poi Dog Pondering.!These days, one can see and hear Frank performing with Thievery Corporation.
OMG -- you're right!!!!!!! I hadn't put 2 & 2 together, but the tumblers just fell into place. Very well done.
I miss PDP. They were a fantastic band to see live. Always an adventure.... Highly recommend their album Pomegranate.
Still active. Many albums since Pomegranate. Do the google.
1 Jul 2023
Agreed - I also would like John Prine's "Please Don't Bury Me" and "When I Get to Heaven" played at my funeral.
I'm going for the rather obvious "When I'm Dead and Gone" by McGuiness Flint ;)
“Bury me deep“ … Not too deep, though. Most soil microbes are in the upper 2 feet or so of the soil. If you want to be recycled, that’s where they should put you.
Yes, I hope this song is played at my funeral. We need songs like this. It makes me wonder about life, and decay, and death, while still keeping a smile on my face.
Agreed - I also would like John Prine's "Please Don't Bury Me" and "When I Get to Heaven" played at my funeral.
Back in the heavy stoned days, when we used to stay up and talk a lot, Annie and me, we were talking about dying, how it feels and all. I said I'd never get buried. I couldn't stand them shoveling dirt in my face. Like, I know I'd be dead, but I still might have this strong compulsion to breathe, okay? But Annie, she said she wanted to be buried right in the ground under a pear tree. Really. Not in a box or anything. She said she wanted the roots going right through her, and each year, we'd come along, take a pear, and go "Hey, Annie's tasting good this year, huh?"
Maybe someday my skill level at bass guitar will get to the point of attempting to play a fretless beyond a few minutes in a guitar store...
Until then, I can appreciate music like this.
yeah, these guys are special.
more Please!
Hawaii > Austin > Chicago
But count me as a fan!
Well they were simpler. PDP got more complex with each subsequent album. Good on them.
They've done a LOT since Pomegranate. Go to their website.
But, so am I
There's a reason why...
yeah...honestly I was going to make some silly smartass remark about a shopping list or eating organic...and well I find I'm struggling to say something funny while hearing this song.
Long Live RP still!
I haven't been to a funer in a long time, their always fun
They're not just fun, they're funer!
I haven't been to a funer in a long time, their always fun
I hear this too LOL
But count me as a fan!
Roighto mate. And would yer be wantin' apple poi or cherry poi?
They got it right!
BURY ME DEEP!
This is playing and WAS (NOT WAS) was rejected!
WOOOOW, RP!!!!
Is it that difficult to get the phrasing right?
"Too Many Words Crammed In" - now there's a good band name and/or album title. His phrasing sounds fine, though if there were too many words then that would likely make it "difficult to get the phrasing right".
We are going to see them at Durty Nelly's in Palatine on Saturday
I did not know that. When I knew them, they were an Austin upstart.
We used to go see them at Fitzgerald's in Houston. Stage full of musicians, floor full of people. Good times.
Poi Dog is a Chicago institution. They never really broke out as a national band though.
I did not know that. When I knew them, they were an Austin upstart.
Poi Dog is a Chicago institution. They never really broke out as a national band though.
Poi! mmmm....
Tastes like it looks.
Poi Dog, from wikipedia:
"The Hawaiian Poi Dog or ʻīlio (ʻīlio mÄkuÊ»e for brown individuals) is an extinct breed of pariah dog from HawaiÊ»i which was used by Native Hawaiians as a spiritual protector of children and as a source of food."
That is all.
Is it that difficult to get the phrasing right?
LOL. Ouch! That's a stinger
2 —> 1
9 —> 10
and to think...I BOUGHT this CD. Sigh.
2 —> 1
So, Taj, Poi Dog — can the Pagan Babies be far behind?
BURRY THEM DEEP!!!
DEEPEST!!!!!
NIGHTMARISH!
pffffffff....!!!!