Wednesday, April 08, 2020

Aw, We Gotta Go Now

April 8, 2020
   Working on riders in the sky, to go with the dramatic skies I did yesterday, like this one:

Daily Whip Out:
"Mexico Reaps The Whirlwind"

   My idea is to put a mounted rider in that swirl of dust, like this:

Daily Whip Out Sketch: "Soldado Swept Up"

Or this:

Daily Whip Out Sketch:
"Soldado Swept Up Sketch #3"

   We lost John Prine yesterday.

Prine Praise
   "He had that combo of one hundred percent no bullshit combined with humor and tragedy. I learned a lot from him. I love the way he’ll get so silly with lyrics it’s almost corny, then drop the most brutal lyric that you’ve ever heard and you go from 'that’s a bit too corny, John' to 'That’s the most f***ed up thing I’ve ever heard' in one second flat. Who else has the balls to do that? Like in the song, 'Often is a phrase I seldom use.' After singing that over and over he just says, 'How’d you like to die in a house of mirrors with nobody around to close your eyes.'
   God dang, man. Who else does that?!"
—Carson Mell

   Kathy and I saw John Prine last year at the Celebrity Theater in Phoenix for the first time, and for all intents and purposes, the last time. He closed with "Lake Marie" which has the craziest, mashed-up lyrics that prompted Bob Dylan to crack, "Only John Prine could have written that song." In the middle of it Prine sings about trying to save his marriage by going camping and fishing, and he casually mentions his wife going to sleep, "Humming the tune to Louie Louie," and then at the end of the song, he circles back with, "Aw, we gotta go now," which is one of the signature lines of the classic Kingsmen dittie. I heard it—"Lake Marie"—the other day and I just broke down and cried. It's so absurdly perfect.

"We gotta go now"

John Prine
October 10, 1946—April 7, 2020

“Writing is about a blank piece of paper and leaving out what’s not supposed to be there.”
— John Prine


  1. John Prine's death has hit me hard. We've lost a national treasure.

  2. What a terrible year !!! 49 years old is not an age for a man! We have lost a great man. His songs have more than once inspired me and supported me in difficult times, and now when he is gone all his songs will cause an unfading sadness. My fellow writers prayed every day for his speedy recovery. Our staff is working from home now (our work can try this) and John’s songs are a breath of fresh air when you are constantly at home. RIP John!


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