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Dukkha's Nemesis

Blind (Pre-Prise) & (Whaaaat)

02:59
Patty Morris And Dukkha's Nemesis
2008
Patty Morris

Story

"BLIND, Pre-prise" is just that. It came before, well before, the final version earlier on this CD. Actually, as noted there, the lyrics came well, well, well before all of that, around 1968 when I was 10. So, then, much later, after a lot of my living in between, in 1999, the kids performed it with me at a benefit for local homeless people. James on trumpet, Ali on the second verse, Gabrielle (Gabe!) on the third verse right after the solos. They were 14, 11, and 7 respectively. How lucky am I to have recorded with all three of them in 1999 (albeit on ancient VHS tech) AND again when they were much more grown up in 2008, huh?

Oh! and, uh, Whaaaaat? is something else altogether. You have to wait for it. Literally. Let the CD run when you think it's finished. You'll see. Or, rather, you'll hear. And it wouldn't be right if I didn't note the artist of this delicious out-take: Chris Gagne, our esteemed trombonist. Even while laughing their guts out at his spontaneous eruption, the Dukkha's guys rolled with it, piping back in with complimentary shenanigans. Shenanigans are fun. Me like.

Lyrics

There's a young boy

Who sits on the sidewalk

With nowhere to go

And noone to talk

The people race by

Driven by the Bad Clock

While he comforts himself

With his head in his hands

 

There's a young girl

See her walk down the street

With no one to play with

And nothing to eat

A hand me down dress

No shoes on her feet

Lord, someone give her a hand

 

And isn't it sad

We stiffly recite

I'd give them a hand

But they'll manage all right

And some people say

It's the way it should be

And maybe they're right

'Cause in our dark towers

We'll always be blind to what

These children see

 

There's an old man

Who sits talking with Time

He says, "how you doin'?

You know I'm just fine.

They all think I'm crazy

And should be in bed,

But I got some livin' to do

'Fore I'm dead

 

And isn't it sad

We stiffly recite

I'd give him a hand

But he'll manage all right

And some people say

It's the way it should be

And maybe they're right

'Cause in our dark towers

We'll always be blind to what

These children see

So, let in the Light

And open our towers

Then we won't be blind to what

All the children

Of the world

See

 

(c)1999 Patty Morris

Oh! And Lyrics to "Whaaaat?":

Beep Sheeeek Dak Dooba Daaaaayyyy etc etc