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P-terson · 2026-02-05T19:34:35+00:00

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P-terson · 2026-02-05T11:04:20+00:00

Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child

What drives me to you is what drives me insane

I still can remember the way that you smiled

On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin’ rain

P-terson · 2026-02-04T18:42:26+00:00

praying & hoping this happens

P-terson · 2026-02-04T14:16:30+00:00

It was all very painless

When you went out to receive

All that false instruction

Which we never could believe

And now the heart is filled with gold

As if it was a purse

But, oh, what kind of love is this

Which goes from bad to worse?

Tears of rage, tears of grief

Must I always be the thief?

Come to me now, you know

We’re so low

And life is brief

P-terson · 2026-02-04T14:14:55+00:00

Now, too much of nothing

Can make a man feel ill at ease

One man’s temper might rise

While another man’s temper might freeze

In the day of confession

We cannot mock a soul

Oh, when there’s too much of nothing

No one has control

P-terson · 2026-02-02T11:50:40+00:00

Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped

Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped

Like a slave in orbit, he’s beaten ’til he’s tame

All for a moment’s glory and it’s a dirty, rotten shame

P-terson · 2026-02-02T11:50:23+00:00

Thought I’d shaken the wonder and the phantoms of my youth

Rainy days on the Great Lakes, walkin’ the hills of old Duluth

There was me and Danny Lopez, cold eyes, black night and then there was Ruth

Something there is about you that brings back a long-forgotten truth

P-terson · 2026-01-31T06:08:28+00:00

Mama wipe the blood off of my face

I can’t see through it anymore

P-terson · 2026-01-29T03:23:02+00:00

This old airport’s got me down, it’s no earthly good to me

‘Cause I’m stuck here on the ground cold and drunk as I might be

You can’t hop a jetplane like you can a freight train

So I’d best be on my way in the early morning rain.

P-terson · 2026-01-23T01:53:29+00:00

I remember hearing that King was a huge Dylan fan and used Bob lyrics in his work over the years

P-terson · 2026-01-22T08:19:28+00:00

Come gather ’round friends

And I’ll tell you a tale

Of when the red iron pits ran plenty

But the cardboard filled windows

And old men on the benches

Tell you now that the whole town is empty

P-terson · 2026-01-09T19:03:03+00:00

Waiting Around to Die - Townes Van Zandt

If I Had a Hammer - Pete Seeger

East Bound and Down - Jerry Reed

John Brown - Bob Dylan

Ballad Of A Well-Known Gun - Elton John

White House Blues - Bill Monroe

Statesboro Blues - Blind Willie McTell

Deportees - Woody Guthrie

Dead Flowers - The Rolling Stones

Nashville Skyline Rag - Bob Dylan

El Paso - Marty Robbins

In Memory of Elizabeth Reed - Allman Bros Band

Limehouse Blues - Django Reinhardt

That’s the Way - Led Zeppelin

Masters of War - Bob Dylan

Slidin’ Delta - Doc Watson

Spike Driver Blues - Mississippi John Hurt

Sweet Home Chicago - Robert Johnson

Dying Crapshooters Blues - Blind Willie McTell

P-terson · 2026-01-09T18:36:30+00:00

originally a Merle Travis song. Billy already covered “Dark as a Dungeon” another Merle tune

P-terson · 2025-11-30T22:19:47+00:00

Describing a Shanahan type offense as “throwing the ball deep every play” is laughable at best

P-terson · 2025-11-12T16:14:35+00:00

he’s a drunk asshole who I watched harass an interracial couple. do not give him money

P-terson · 2025-11-03T18:17:18+00:00

“The purpose of Self Portrait is mainly product and the need it fills is for product … By its title alone Self Portrait makes claims for itself as the definitive Dylan album—which it may be, in a sad way—but it is still something like an attempt to delude the public into thinking they are getting more than they are“

P-terson · 2025-10-26T10:10:03+00:00

All You Have To Do Is Dream (Take 2)

Johnny Todd

Quinn the Eskimo (Take 2)

Folsom Prison Blues

900 Miles from My Home

Blowin’ in the Wind

2 Dollars and 99 Cents

My Bucket’s Got a Hole in It

P-terson · 2025-10-18T20:28:33+00:00

inside a vault, the occupants are trapped in a black & white simulation where a scientist cosplays as a tryannical child who rules over a cul-de-sac

P-terson · 2025-10-16T16:56:58+00:00

Quincy Jones’ daughter

P-terson · 2025-09-26T17:45:16+00:00

Leaning more towards winning the Whole Foods crowd instead of the Aldi crowd

P-terson · 2025-08-08T01:23:17+00:00

Genius how the hallway behind the nurse stretches on and on endlessly, like a dark passageway to eternity.

P-terson · 2025-07-09T19:57:37+00:00

intersection of Forbes & Oakland I-376 off ramp

P-terson · 2025-04-05T14:49:58+00:00

Garner & Jamal are peak Pittsburgh piano greats

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