Week 48 // Stungun Fighter


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I count my steps and turn around
Hovering by my hip, feet on the ground

And I say now life’s a funny thing
The way it pulls you up instead of settling

It’s fingers and toes and sinew and bones
Just physical things and nothing I know

And every dream mistaken for life
It gets in your heart and you keep it alive

Looking around I’m looking for you
My feet on the ground and I’m getting a clue

Open up you’re talking to me
I’m looking at you, you’re looking through me

Concentrating on livin it tough
I’m never content, It’s never enough

Fearless me, I’m conjuring ways
To live in the dark and dream in the day

Notes
 width= Stungun Fighter is a kind of song that I’ve long told collaborators that I wouldn’t be involved in writing. I’ve always said that I didn’t want to write those songs that are principally a single section repeated over and over again with incremental changes each time. It isn’t that I dislike those kinds of songs, it’s just that I find them hard to write without getting bored. So here I am having written the song I said I would never write. The good news is that I didn’t get bored writing it. I sincerely hope that means that you will not be bored listening to it. The tune is a bit dark. It deals in concepts of internal conflict, and external ennui. It is the sort of song that I write in order to avoid feeling certain ways, rather than the kind of song that I write in order to vent an overwhelming emotion. That may seem a bit hypocritical from the guy who wrote “The less you feel, the less you know, the less you know, the worse you’re gonna feel.” But what can I say? I’m not always great at taking my own advice. But writing this song was really less about avoiding an emotion and more about expediting one. When I feel these things creeping in at the edges I use a song like this to feel them as quickly and as deeply as possible so I can get on with things. It’s like a stungun to the abdomen. It’s quick and dirty, but it isn’t going to kill you… and that’s a pretty funny thing to write before segueing into…

…Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 47 // The Great Big Black Abyss And The Molecule Inside It (Are In Love)


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Remember moving like you didn’t care
Remember trouble in the open air
Remember thinking you could break the rules
Remember lies like they’re a part of you
And I remember I was twenty-two
The day I turned away and none too soon
Remember giving like you’d never get
Remember living like you can’t forget

And I can’t find the words
And what’s at stake on the earth?
And sometimes living, it hurts
That’s just the way it works

But then sometimes you own the sin and carry it home
It’s in your blood and in your bones
And love, you’re not alone

I might have known it cirque ’92
With tiny hands and feet and stumbling art
That letting other people get to you
Isn’t any kind of way to start
And in the future lying next to you
And in the moment that I fall apart
There isn’t any other thing to do
But cirque ’92 would have a heart

And I can’t find the words
And what’s at stake on the earth?
And sometimes living, it hurts
That’s just the way it works

But then sometimes you own the sin and carry it home
It’s in your blood and in your bones
And love, you’re not alone

Notes
 width=Welcome to bass week on Mount Everest. Having been a bassist before I was any other sort of musician, I’m sort of surprised that I haven’t done this already. Aside from programmed drums and vocals you will hear nothing but bass guitar on this track, and you are going to hear a lot of them playing at the same time! It was an experimental track that somehow sounds (to my ear) more accessible than many of the more conventional songs that I have written. I was also lucky enough to be visited by the great Miguel Williams who lent his vocals to the choruses as well as a stunning outro harmony section that he conjured out of thin air. He is a true talent and a hell of a guy.

The song is about our changing perspectives and concepts of self. It isn’t quite as straight forward in it’s content as I have been in the past, but sometimes I like it that way. It is partially about being kinder as a child and reaching for that as an adult. It is also about embracing our faults and knowing that everybody else has them too. And yes, I’m cool with the fact that the title is confusing.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

P.S. Congrats to Holly and Selby!

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Week 46: You Are Still Alive!


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It’s in the feeling when I’m turning out the light
It’s in the rain, it’s in the shelter, yeah it’s getting inside
I had a feeling I’d be getting out alive
But knowing’s not believing it’s alright
And trying wont be good enough this time

I had a notion as I stumbled through the door
It had to do with knowing folks like me were fit to do more
It had to do with choices resting at the core
Like to work down to the bone or fight the war
And I’m not fit for fighting, I’m not fit for much I’m sure
It got me thinking about the things I’m living for

Every Saturday night
Every morning and afternoon it’s alright
Everything that you do
Everything that you didn’t do speaks to you
Everyone that you’ve met
Everything that you’ve done that you’ve lived to regret
Every time that you fall
You’re reminded you’ve lived through it all
That you’ve lived through it all
Kid, and that’s big! Somehow you’ve lived through it all!

Notes
 width=Sometimes a feeling creeps in that is full of doubt, and lacking in understanding. Sometimes a notion becomes clear to you that you could be doing more. Sometimes this feeling and this notion combine to convince a person that they are somehow less than they actually are. Sometimes a person forgets that by focusing on one’s shortcomings, one risks losing appreciation of a fundamental gift. That gift is waking up alive, and it is pretty huge. I wrote this song to remind myself and others that we’ve made it this far. Everyone who is reading this, or listening to this song has that in common. We’ve made it to today. We’ve lived through everything leading up to this. That isn’t only a gift. It’s an accomplishment! So give yourselves some credit, and then do your best.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 45 // Lovely Cynical Cyclical


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Everyone everyone everyone sees it
The way that we change who we are
With the change in the seasons

And each time we look at it, look at ourselves we believe it
What’s not to believe?
Not believing at least would be treasonous

The truth’s at the end of the road
And everyone feels it but nobody knows
And everyone’s guarding it ever so close

Maybe I maybe I maybe I dreamed it
The day we all shed our own skin
To reveal what’s beneath it

And maybe we’re crushing ourselves by the weight of our secrets
And maybe it’s time to be time to be
Time to believe in us

The truth’s at the end of the road
And everyone feels it but nobody knows
And everyone’s guarding it ever so close

Notes
 width=We’ve got some colors popping out this week here in my native land! It is my favorite time of year because the change is so magnificent and it underscores the very essence of our human condition which includes (but is not limited to) our inextricable link with the world around us. This link manifests itself in a curious way. In no small sense we become different people as the seasons progress. It is probably a reaction to the different demands that each season places on our every day lives, but in a real way our very likes, dislikes, moods, passions, interests, sociability, interactivity, and connectivity are subject to the whim of the season outside of our windows. This begs an important question: just who the hell are we really? That question is at the heart of this week’s song. Not all of the changes that come with each season are positive. Our cyclical selves are not created equal. It is totally normal to wake up in the middle of a season and realize that you are not very excited about yourself. It is conversely appropriate to find yourself on the seasonally best day of the year (whatever your preference may be; mine is right now) and realize you are exactly the person you want to be. It is this realization that we are so inconsistent that worries me. I want to strive to be consistent, but that would be a battle against our nature. I’d have to move someplace with no seasons (and no offense to those of you who live in places like that and love it) but that would completely suck. I’d rather battle my demons year in and year out and ask big questions of myself. I’d rather accuse myself of dishonesty, and every now and then feel like a disingenuous jerk. It’s not going to last anyway. That is the natural way of things. That is the change of the seasons.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 44 // Burning Ways


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I awoke like
The sound of thunder
Bones in my blanket
Alone and wondering
If I’d be a good man
Like my father
I could be honest
This time next autumn

She could be there
Coming in on a wave oh
She’s got intent in her stare yeah
And her burning ways oh

I’m a volcano
Like molten rocks
And God was an artist
So all’s not lost
And I was a lover
Before this started
I was in love with
My broken heart

And there was a time
I been a coward and a stray yeah
I couldn’t look in her eyes no
I would have turned away yeah
But she’ll come with me
I’m gonna find her some day yes
She’s got intent in her stare oh
She’s got them burning ways

What you ain’t learned yet kid
You’re not the only one
You gotta give what you get oh
You gotta love the sun yeah
And she’ll come with you
Riding in like a wave
She’s intent to find you
She’s got burning ways

Notes
 width=Burning Ways is an uncharacteristically optimistic love song by a man who has not been in love for quite some time. There’s something about living in a new place that makes me feel like anything is possible. In this song I reflect on the attitudes that I’ve had about myself and about love. I discuss the ways that I’ve been, the ways that I feel now, and the ways that I want things to be. Essentially the point of the song is that in a new place, people have an opportunity to be the person they would like to be. Whatever baggage they have had doesn’t have to come with them. There are new people around every corner. The blissfully optimistic part of the song is that when you are pining away for some seemingly impossible love, there is somebody out there looking just as hard to find you. It’s not necessarily realistic, but it’s a nice thought, so I sang about it like it was the truth. Also, I believe that this song features some of my best moments on guitar. Cool!

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 43: To Recognize The Sun Again


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It was an ice age
So like a grave
And we’re still clawing our way up and out of it

And I would move like that
I’d be electric on the earth
And then the night would come

And I should feel this way
Like every fiber is brand new
Like my heart is waking up

And never before
But when you were young
Did you move in the world
Like a sensitive one
Like you felt where you were
Like you felt everyone

And if this burden is never lifted
Will we recognize this sun again?

And were we ever
Just artists and lovers
Living out lives and surviving the best we can?

And never before
But when you were young
Did you move in the world
Like a sensitive one
Like you felt where you were
Like you felt everyone

Notes
 width=I didn’t intend to write something about the anniversary of the 9/11 attack, but as the weekend wore on it was so very present in my mind that I couldn’t write about something else. I decided that if I were to do this, I would do it from a different angle. I didn’t want to write something political or patriotic. I just wanted to write what I felt, and I wanted to do it abstractly. Like literally every American of my generation, I remember that day as our collective loss of innocence. There would never be any going back to the way we felt before: the way we felt safe and unburdened. The way we felt like children. The decade that followed pushed recollections of those old feelings deeper down as the world’s reactions to the event spiraled ever away from rationality and kindness, and ever toward continued calamity.

I felt bottled up yesterday. It was a kinetic frustration of some physical reaction trapped inside of me. For me, the only remedy to this feeling was movement. I went outside and I ran hard, and while I was running I felt a decade’s worth of misplaced innocence reaching out of me and trying to touch the world. It was like my skin was cracking to reveal some kind of light underneath. The world has been a hard place these last ten years, and it has often been difficult to want to have anything to do with it. But yesterday I felt connected. Perhaps it was because people weren’t trying to avoid the elephant in the room. People were looking right at it to remember what they lost, and maybe in doing so, some of us were able to remember a glimmer of the way things used to be.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 42 // The Year Of The Restless Ones / What Happens Next?!

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Oh and there came a day
When I rode into the sunset
Is there any other way?
And oh while we’re young
Will we live for the truth?
Be the restless ones
Not to waste this youth
And on the first of the year
We’ll remember this morning
It started right here
‘Cause this was the day
Of no regrets on the run
And this was the year
Of the restless ones

And I’ve been like a child
Experience heightened and powers dull
Unready to deal with things like love
And forgiveness and what should be held above
Like what is the meaning of these years in a feeling of defeat?
And the healing of ascent in the fall
And I’m given enough
And What could happen next?
What could come after this?

Oh in an ordinary way
You can live locked inside yourself
Everyone can turn away
But as long as you live
You’ll be tethered to the ground
Better living in a restless world
Better loving to be found

Notes
On Friday I literally rode off into the sunset. It was awesome. I know I said I was moving a few weeks back (and even wrote a song about it), but a funny thing happened and I moved last friday instead. This song is about emerging in a new place and a new state of mind. It is about realizing that you are young and and how amazing that is. It is about recognizing how you’ve been less than you could have been and coming to the realization that there is no way to know what is coming next. It is about embracing restlessness because it is the very life’s blood of youth and of youth’s urgency and vitality. It is about starting something even when you don’t know what it is. It is about living in a moment that you know for a fact is a fixed point in your history that you will doubtlessly look back on with wonder. It is about perspective.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~M.E.

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Week 41 // Way Up In Elder Mountain


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Way up in Elder Mountain
You can remember who you are
You remember the sensation
Of your own beating heart

And way down on the coastline
In the early morning air
I resolve to my intention
To be laying myself bare

And I would love to know
What’s the balance of it all?
Of what we’re carrying inside

Like the part and not the whole
And the nature of us all
And the features that we hide

Take them all for a ride

I found a flower in my notebook
After I had reached my home
It had turned brown and dried all over
But its fragrance struck a note

And I remember one so guarded
Like a chip upon the soul
It’s no good to feel downhearted
Waiting around and getting old

And I would love to know
What’s the balance of it all?
Of what we’re carrying inside

Like the part and not the whole
And the nature of us all
And the features that we hide

And the chances that we take
On the people that we know
And the ones we leave behind

And the hours of the day
And the days that make a year
And the years that build a life

Take them all for a ride

Notes
 width=Last week I came home from a grand and sprawling adventure that took me to the most beautiful corners of New England. As always, trips like that wind up being fertile ground for self reflection. Traveling around New England, I am always struck by the power that the varying landscapes have over my state of mind. It is nearly as potent as the power that the people that I find there have over my sense of connection to humanity. This is a song about several places and several people, but mostly it is a song about taking your sense of self and your sense of others on the road. That is where the answers are, and more importantly it is where the questions are. I am certain that asking questions is more important than finding answers in life. Curiosity about people is what makes it interesting to live. That is why I drive around New England. It is full of such curious people.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 40 // Hands And Feet Yeah


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Tamarinda Figueroa
Miguel Williams
Dave Roush
Jesse Lindsey
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The truth comes alive just for the sake of it
The cover is wide open, I’m over it
So good I’m alive to be a part of it
The river is wide, I know how to swim in it

Some people they got no beliefs
In the kindness of the people that they meet yeah
And on the Earth we got hands and feet
And we can use them and abuse them like we please yeah

The Earth is so wide open and dangerous
And on every side people get stranger
And they’ve got beauty inside just for the sake of it
And I am alive because I’m in love with it

Notes
 width=And here we are at week forty of an experiment that has brought me more personal growth and satisfaction than most other experiences in my adult life. I would be remiss not to mention the extreme feeling of gratitude that has come over me this week. I feel it toward family, friends, and strangers alike who have been so kind, open minded, and receptive to this project as I have worked on it for the better part of a year. I will save any more hubbub and self congratulations for week fifty-two which is fast approaching. For week forty I submit a tune about honesty, the nature of human kindness, the beauty inside strangers and friends, and the desire to learn to stay afloat in a perilous yet beautiful world. The artwork was the product of a gang coloring session with wonderful friends in a house on the Maine coast which become one of the latest stops on my friendship world tour that seems to have taken form out of the remaining weeks of summer. Thanks to those friends, and to all of you who have listened over the past many months. Please stick around!

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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Week 39 // Take Your Love Down The Line


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The trees
The sun
The hearts
The love
The understanding

And she is him
And he is her
In truth unending

And all who gathered there
would see that love is tangible

Is love the thing that sets apart the human animal?

Take your love down the line
Trust your soul to be kind
Be the light in her eyes

Take your love down the line
Trust your soul to be kind
Be the light in his eyes

Notes
 width=My goodness what a wedding! I spent the weekend involved in one of the most beautiful weddings in the history of love! My friends got hitched under white pines and the shining sun on a beautiful Saturday afternoon in Maine. I was fortunate enough to be a groomsman, and also had the opportunity to play a set at the cocktail hour with a fine group of friends. The whole experience was life affirming and uplifting in every way. My friends’ marriage has been a forgone conclusion for years, but finally watching them experience their wedding was satisfying on an elemental level. You would have to have been inhuman not to have walked away having learned something a bit more about love than you knew before. It was just that kind of wedding. So here I submit a tune I made up about it.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

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