Down Here – The bottom of the Bell Curve

Down Here

by David Wilcox

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This is one of my top 10 now, I think.

It climbs a little higher up the ranks as I age. But I think I just now declared it in the 10 somewhere. (I reserve the right to change my mind.)

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Shine your Light (per Joni Mitchell)

[OCTOBER 23, 2016]

I saw a video of Prince accepting an award. Terse as he was whenever I saw him, not seeming to enjoy talking publicly outside of music too much, and not dropping many names, one of the few performers that he propped up and praised in that speech was Joni Mitchell.
I wondered why he mentioned her as a prime influence. Of all the people who had influenced him; I just had never known. Indeed, she is amazing. I’m glad he did it.
I think during this season, in this climate, in this hour, a song like this one is very timely; politics aside. I think it may show part of why Prince loved her so much.
(for the audiophiles, here you go)


Oh let your little light shine
Let your little light shine
Shine on Wall Street and Vegas
Place your bets
Shine on the fishermen
With nothing in their nets
Shine on rising oceans and evaporating seas
Shine on our Frankenstein technologies
Shine on science
With its tunnel vision, tunnel vision
Shine on fertile farmlands
Buried under subdivisions
Oh let your little light shine
Let your little light shine
Shine on the dazzling darkness
That restores us in deep sleep
Shine on what we throw away
And what we keep
Shine on Reverend Pearson
Who threw away
The vain old God
Kept Dickens and Rembrandt and Beethoven
And fresh plowed sod
Shine on good earth, good air, good water
And a safe place
For kids to play
Shine on bombs exploding
Half a mile away
Oh let your little light shine
Let your little light shine
Shine on world-wide traffic jams
Honking day and night
Shine on another asshole
Passing on the right
Shine on the red light runners
Busy talking on their cell phones
Shine on the Catholic Church
And the prisons that it owns
Shine on all the Churches
They all love less and less
Shine on a hopeful girl
In a dreamy dress
Oh let your little light shine
Let your little light shine
Shine on good humor
Shine on good will
Shine on lousy leadership
Licensed to kill
Shine on dying soldiers
In patriotic pain
Shine on mass destruction
In some god’s name
Shine on the pioneers
Those seekers of mental health
Craving simplicity
They traveled inward
Past themselves…
May all their little lights shine

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Leave me not alone

The dreaming tree has died

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“Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders
Why mom? I thought I was your soldier?
My brother sits by me
Buckled into the car seat

Feel the thirst, it’s time for pulling over
Into the truckstop on my daddy’s shoulder
Out back where they plant all the trees
Ten feet away my daddy buries me”

–Blind Melon, Car Seat

Kurt Cobain’s birthday this past Thursday–he would have been 47

I wonder how the rest of the band members feel on this day (February 20th). I wonder how his family feels. I wonder what it was like to have the stomach pains that he endured, created or given.

Do they drag out the old sad stories? Do they work extra hard to keep them put away?

I wonder how Neal Young feels about Cobain quoting his song at the very end of his life:

“My, my, hey, hey,
Rock and roll is here to stay
It’s better to burn out than to fade away
My my, hey hey”

I wish he had stayed with us.

And he didn’t fade away.


Connecting Dots

He doesn't know a way out, but knows a way IN, Precious...

Figuring OUT


Sometimes I connect dots, of which I do not know whether they are supposed to connect.

I have to try. If I don’t, how can I make any sense of “supposed to”?

*Warning* If you require only happy posts, this one is not for you. It does have light at the end of it though.

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She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She would change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright

–Dave Matthews

Reflections on Indifference

Recently I posted a recap of the Pearl Jam show I went to. It naturally has gotten me reminiscing and reflecting on what effect their music has had on me.

Reflections on Indifference

Beat Down
I will light the match this morning, so I won’t be alone
Watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone
Oh I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I’m free to roam
Oh I will make my way, through, one more day in…hell

How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make…

I will hold the candle, till it burns up my arm
I’ll keep takin’ punches, until their will grows tired
Oh I will stare the sun down, until my eyes go blind
Hey I won’t change direction, and I won’t change my mind

how much difference does it make
how much difference…

I’ll swallow poison, until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room

How much difference
How much difference does it make…



This song is dark and sad, but at the same time, it captures the edge of perseverance. It harnesses the tenacious hope that enduring suffering will lead to winning and overcoming. ‘I’ll keep taking the beatings until they tire and give up.’ I will keep getting up. I will cry out until I’m heard. I will swallow poison until it doesn’t effect me anymore…

Not much of a strategy, but sometimes it’s all I have, and it’s better than doing nothing. (I’ve also done plenty of nothing, and it was a terrible decision every time.)


Suffering – Meaning = Despair (Viktor Frankl)

Impressions from Pearl Jam’s Lightning Bolt Tour

Once upon a time, I could control myself

My first take on Pearl Jam’s Lightning Bolt Tour in Los Angeles

My wife wanted to go see Pearl Jam. After a long and “very rigid search” for tickets, we made it in.

Keep on rockin' in the free world...

Our view during the last encore

I’ve been a fan for so long I was excited to see them. I will write more later but I just had to revel in the nostalgia a bit.

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At Dave Matthews in Irvine–as I tap!

Wife and I are at the Dave Matthews Band show (waaaaahh!!!!) in Irvine right now with my cousin and her boo.

You know the hip, 20-30-something girls that perpetually dance at shows like this, looking like wisps of smoke from a newly lit incense stick? We happen to be sitting in their section…I guess. That’s cool though because they set the mood. Eventually everyone will join, and the crowd becomes a glistening mass of groove. I love that part. 🙂

I would put a pic or two but I think the network is sighing under the strain right now, so—more to come!

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A big “Two Step” finale!