A letter from Dirk

Hello Everybody-

This West Coast swing has been good. After broiling for months in Texas and Italy, it was indescribably enjoyable to feel the chill in the air in Seattle and Portland. The weather in California moves between comfortable and idyllic.

I have deep friends in this part of the world and seeing them again is always a warm pleasure. I try to savor every second.

My nephew Tyler Dirk Williams just opened a bar/barbecue on J Street in Sacramento. I’m not a guy who’s easily impressed but I am with his Tank House. The barbecue is GREAT, remember I live in Texas, and the sides were chosen with care and culinary consciousness. I’m not sayin’ this to help my nephew, you who know me well know I’m not like that. The beers are great and his small collection of hard booze is, too.
The gigs here have been good, the travelin’ smooth. I was in Venice, Italy in July and now I’m in Venice, California. As much as I bitch about the torture of economy air travel at 6’4” in these flying cattle cars the airlines are today, I still marvel that we can travel like we do now. It would’ve taken months and months and months in the 19th century to be where I have been lately, not to mention the real possibility of being killed in one way or another en route.

I have two more gigs left, both at places I dearly love. If you’re anywhere close to either, please turn off the TV and come see me! Life is short. I’ve got songs old and new. Here’s a new one:


HEAD ON A NECK

Out in Manor, Texas where we used to live
In a house full of scorpions on Rydalwater Ridge
There were water moccasins in the water, snappin’ turtle stew
Where yellow jackets, rattlesnakes, and cactus get ya’ too

It was the head. It was the head on a neck. It was the head on the neck on the tail of a snake that bit him (2xs)

There were twisters in the distance, lightening all around
The wind hit like an invisible train that tore the oak tree down
Eardrum crackin’ thunder directly overhead
Wife and kids are in the bathtub underneath a mattress bed

It was the head. It was the head on a neck. It was the head on the neck on the tail of a snake that bit him (2xs)

A tornado broke the window, sucked the air out of the room
I ran down the stairway into a raccoon
We both jumped up screamin’, we both ran different ways
A cabbage patch doll named Clint came to life that day
He started for the bedroom and the wife and kids
I threw him out the window, that’s exactly what I did
Rollin’and tumblin’ he circled up to Oz
Where he taught the wicked witches just what wicked was

It was the head. It was the head on a neck. It was the head on the neck on the tail of a snake that bit him

The storm continued eastward and blew the rain away
We found the body of a snake bit man
outside the house that day
And everything has changed now since that 6th of May
What happened had to happen. What else can I say?

It was the head. It was the head on a neck. It was the head on the neck on the tail of a snake that bit him (2xs)

It was the heart. It was the heart in the chest. It was the heart in the chest in the body of the man that quit him

Love,
Dirk

 

CONCERT INFO
Oct 2013

PACIFIC NORTHWEST

Friday, October 4, 8pm
ALVAS SHOWROOM
1417 W. Eight Street
SAN PEDRO, CA
alvasshowroom.com
800-403-3447

Saturday, OCTOBER 12
THE PALMS PLAYHOUSE
13 Main Street
Winters, CA
palmsplayhouse.com
530-795-1825

Other gigs TBA

 

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