posted on July 14, 2009 at 8:15 pm



back in the usa baby
yeah
blogging live from a van speeding down the road
ooh i get vertigo writing n moving
i soul oscillating
i firmament bridge
i toll collector
i fellow traveller czech
i mossy station
no mr you wanted plattsburgh
its about five miles back that way
this is the end of this tour
the last ride
the end of this story
and the beginning of all others
corridor of trees
we drive towards green hills
and blue mountains
my last day in america for a while
port kent
ausable chasm
camping exit 35
food exit 35
gas exit 35
peru exit 35
bear swamp road
south 87
adopt a highway
(maybe you should just start with a path
work yer way up to a highway)
avalon cars
mysterious little green signs with just numbers
ausable forks
lake placid
exit 34
whiteface mountain
all-america city
keeseville
exit 25 mph
road work
essex county
augur lake road (wow thATS GOOD)

augur lake road
where you never showed
well i shoulda knowed
on augur lake road
augur lake road
well i’ll be blowed
my head explodes
on augur lake road

a beautiful land think with the greenest trees
pines n trees i dont know
i dont know my american trees
but theyre magnificent
yeah
sure
what do i feel?
i dunno
hysterically happy then sad that its over
on my own tomorrow
just like a big boy
no more comfort in the bosom of a little gang
on my own
my oh my own
my own my oh my
hyde road
such gorgeous country
white houses in green fields
it could be scandanavia
but the air is ominous
the sky is grey and heavy
i the stranger is leaving
i tomorrow gone
in transit
disappeared in a tin tube portal
reappear in sweden next day
meet the twillies
see the difference between 17 n 18
westport
see a cosy house nestled in some trees
why couldnt i live there
oblivious of kilbey
who drives me mad
voice in another room : ah but then you wouldnt have nk…
slower traffic keep right
suddenly guilty for past thefts
everything affects me
i am superstitious
i am cautious in all things
no u turn
blue mountains
white clouds
dense foliiage
more later
sk

14 Responses to “in the green lands of the north”

  1. avatar
    Ellen | 14 July 2009 at 9:08 pm #

    Listening to #23 for the second time today. Can't get enough! Pangaea is simply stunning. Like a beautiful sigh …

    Sad to hear you'll be leaving my beloved (and hurting) America for a while, but you have family waiting.

    Stay healthy, stay safe and thanks, Steve, for your continued blogging.

  2. avatar
    eek | 14 July 2009 at 9:08 pm #

    "mysterious little green signs with just numbers"

    Mile markers?

  3. avatar
    Atha | 14 July 2009 at 9:14 pm #

    r u a PC or a MAC? Do you take a pic then have to go find it on the computer somewhere and upload it? I think I like this bloggin thing. Your interesting anyway. ttyl
    Atha

  4. avatar
    1)CsmJNAut2AnOTh(r | 14 July 2009 at 9:36 pm #



    hey sk, tell tiare she's
    a good roadie
    and i like her even
    better on stage

  5. avatar
    fantasticandy | 14 July 2009 at 11:11 pm #

    ha!
    marty looks totally nonplussed…

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 July 2009 at 11:28 pm #

    Steve,
    I don't mean this in a bad way but if you and Marty where stoned and saw this picture 20 years ago you'd be laughing your asses off going NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!!!

    You guys are the best, you've fought the good fight and now it's time to GO COMMERCIAL dudes write some frickin' pop tunes you guys have the chops,the hooks. the harmonies no one could ever accuse you guys of selling out.

    As for the road trip;
    Lake Placid has Paul Smiths College a stoners paradise. It's a forestry management school. They tend to manage forests of marajuana there. Ya should of pulled over and drove throught the campus. You would have scored some good weed!

    Peace FSF

  7. avatar
    seoigh | 14 July 2009 at 11:34 pm #

    Just took a walk down to the local music shop. There was a "The Church" section with U#23 in it. When I bought Hindsight a few months ago, it was in "Misc C".

    As a fellow member of the bargain bin, I know this is pretty thin gruel — BUT it IS growth.

    Keep

    plugging

    away

    Did you have something else to do?

    Thanks for coming to the states. Annapolis was fantastic — even if you didn't play "that good song".

    😉

  8. avatar
    M E M | 15 July 2009 at 12:19 am #


    Thank You
    to the circle
    of musicians
    who are The
    Church

    My life is
    enriched,
    exploring this
    stream
    from which
    all tributaries
    flow

    my love and
    safe travels
    homeward,
    everywhere
    that is

    *****

    MEM

  9. avatar
    Freddie | 15 July 2009 at 12:26 am #

    Oh look! There’s Marty too!
    That’s an odd reflection in the window. Looks like some kinda animal?
    What y’all hauling in that van? 😀

  10. avatar
    JJ | 15 July 2009 at 1:52 am #

    Love the van photo – hah. Van Womb, with the comfort of the gang.

    Ride the silver seed into the sun towards Sweden tomorrow. Always liked that Neil Young line, "flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun."

    Enjoying the blog. Thanks for sharing.

    JJ

  11. avatar
    CSTCoach | 15 July 2009 at 2:12 am #

    i always loved that adirondack territory. used to go hiking every summer down near lake placid, mt ampersand, haystack mountain, climbed whiteface mtn a few times (once getting caught in blizzard). beautiful country down there.

  12. avatar
    pwebb | 15 July 2009 at 2:54 am #

    Tell Marty to put his seatbelt on…!

  13. avatar
    veleska1970 | 15 July 2009 at 3:25 am #

    it's weird seeing you guys with reading glasses. makes me feel old!!

  14. avatar
    glynnisjohns | 15 July 2009 at 4:03 am #

    Ah, professor bad-eyesight one?

    can you ask professor bad-eyesight two (located directly behind you) how he grows that beard?
    Answers to be found on the stellar new diskette…

    robbin' hadcock and the ptolemies-
    i often dream of air conditioned vans

    hope you are well!
    eye wish eye was going Sweden.
    love, glynnis


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