As I delved into the history of Patty and her music, I discovered a number of commonalities we share. Among them is our penchant towards melancholy and our Arcadian French Catholic heritage: her folks settled in Maine as I recall; mine settled in Louisiana. Perhaps the heritage explains the inclination. Perhaps.
Well, I won’t go on and on with some deep introspection on melancholic dispositions. I will encourage you to go out and get yourself some Patty Griffin music, though! You won’t be disappointed! With that I enclose the following poem, These Songs. Patty here’s to you – stay beautiful, keep creating, and – yes! Of course I’ll sing a duet with you anytime!
Peace, Love and Groove
Joey K
These Songs: Addiction
Melancholy
Sickly
Sweet
Songs of the Soul
A Friend? A Desired Companion?
I Don’t Know
Sometimes I Just Don’t Know
Still
The Siren Sings
Beckoning me onward with a Simple Lyric
And a Rhyme of Complexity.
Dark and Lovely
Softly Spoken
Words
Into the Chambers of My
Leaning, Listening Ear.
These Contemplations,
Am I all the more a Fool to Pursue?
Will it Lead to my Demise?
(I Hope Not!)
Are They Fleeting Vanities
Or
Are They Substantiated Necessities
(These Ponderings of the Heart)?
Chaos in the Midst of Calm Express Am I
And these Songs
Pour
Constantly
Endlessly
Resoundingly -
Resonances of the Heart.
























