Archive for December, 2007

The 6th Day of Southpaw: Freshly-Picked Flower

Dec 31st, 2007 Posted in Song | no comment »

Happy New Year’s Eve! I hope you’re enjoying these tiny updates. The site will return to normal on January 7, 2008.

[audio:http://southpawjones.com/southpawjones.com%20-%20Freshly%20Picked%20Flower%20Hallenbecks.mp3]

Here is a recording of Freshly-Picked Flower performed live at Hallenbeck’s in North Hollywood, California. You can pick up the “studio” version on the backyard collection, One in the Door, One in the Grave or on iTunes.

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The 5th Day of Southpaw: George

Dec 28th, 2007 Posted in Song | no comment »

Happy Friday! I hope you’re enjoying these tiny updates. The site will return to normal on January 7, 2008.

For now, here’s a live recording of George, based, as always, on a true story. The recording dates back to January 27, 2003 at Eddie’s Attic in Georgia. You can hear a more recent version with Matt the Electrician by ordering our CD of duets, Playing: Live at Cafe Mundi.

[audio:http://southpawjones.com/southpawjones.com_george012703eddiesattic.mp3]

This girl only dates Mexican guys
She’s got a way with her “como se dice”
She’s tired of all these Texans with their Texican lies
And she’d rather take a southern holiday

She don’t care if anyone’s on time
She don’t care if they speak her language
She don’t care, and she’s unaware
That George wants her bad
That George wants her real, real bad
That George wants her totally bad
But she’ll never know

My friend George is one-quarter Mexican
His name is pretty gringo and his looks are too
This girl’s name found its way into his lexicon
He keeps repeating it, he keeps repeating it

And he don’t care that she lives so far away
He don’t care that she lost his number
He don’t care, and she remains unaware
That George wants her bad…

This girl only dates
That guy hesitates
Mexico contemplates its economic plight
This girl doesn’t know
That guy doesn’t show
God bless Mexico tonight

George my friend is making his move
Turn your head ’cause this could spell disaster
The apocalypse hits as he’s finding his groove
And he doesn’t even get the chance to ask her

Now he don’t care that he’s burning in hell
He don’t care that he never got to tell
It’s all swell ’cause they’re sharing a cell
And George wants her bad…

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The 4th Day of Southpaw: Ekelektikos Appearance

Dec 27th, 2007 Posted in Song | no comment »

Howdy! Here’s the archived recording of Spike Gillespie and me on Eklektikos with John Aielli back on December 4. It’s not too late to order your own copy of the Still Naked 2008 Calendar!

[audio:http://edit.kut.org/sounds/blog_00010795/Southpaw_Jones_071204.mp3]

Including performances of four unreleased tunes:

• Second Kiss
Legitimate Film
Fatty Arbuckle
• Weekend with my Baby

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The 3rd Day of Southpaw: Momentum

Dec 26th, 2007 Posted in Song | no comment »

This is an unreleased recording for my darlin’, a mellow tune for the day after Xmas. Look for it on Bedroom Demos Vol. 2 someday.

[audio:http://southpawjones.com/mp3/momentum.mp3]

Objects at rest tend to stay at rest
Objects in love might not even know
I’ve been tracking our conversations
I’ve been noticing sweeter words
I’d like to build something with you

Our book begins with exposition’s glow
That middle half we’ll jot down as we go
Add in multiple happy endings
The peaceful dim of a denouement
I plan to highlight every word

Momentum
Exponential
Day after day

Silence like this doesn’t come for cheap
We sit and stare and neither makes a peep
We’re not lacking in things to say
But at the end of an earthbound day
I’d rather fix my eyes on you

I stole a kiss thinking death was nigh
Hail and shrapnel flashing by
But I did not want to die
For the first time in a while

I draw a line from your chin to your chest
My mind plays games with good, better, and best
Better was she who came before
And good was the girl who cracked my door
And you are the best thing for me now

Momentum
Exponential
Day after day

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The 2nd Day of Southpaw: Merry Christmas!

Dec 25th, 2007 Posted in Miscellany | no comment »

…if you’re into that sort of thing.

soloxmas1 The 2nd Day of Southpaw: Merry Christmas!

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