fall music sampler

Milton Brasher-Cunningham

07 Sep 2008 — 1 min read

I got wrapped up in my mind tonight and found myself to tangled to write, so I untangled myself by browsing through some of the music my nephews have shared with me. Here are some folks doing great stuff.

Brett Dennen opens "Ain't No Reason" by singing:

and it gets better from there.

Denison Witmer's title track, "Carry the Weight," nods at the old Beatles song and then very simply states

JJ Alberhasky is full of good things, once you learn how to pronounce his name. The chorus to "Isabel" says:

The rest of the lyric fills those words with the poignant paradox of grace in these days.

OK, these last two are old friends who found me among the tunes tonight. First is Son Volt singing "Windfall."

Finally tonight, Randy Newman has a new record on which he records a song he wrote for Bonnie Raitt, "Feels Like Home to Me." I love her version, and there's something moving about this crusty old guy singing this love song:

Here's to the melodies that carry us.

Peace,
Milton

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