The Sorta True Story of "Catfish Bones"

I got to see Jonathan Pascaul at the Cedar last night
(Flamenco guitar) overall very good, but it ranged
from aimless procession of notes, to some burst of
just amazing drive- the combination of the percussive
tapping on the guitar body, plucking the low bass string,
and rapid chording can really drive a rhythm - I'm still
trying to break down some of what I heard-there's
something there to listen for, for pure driving music.

Tonight I'm going to use my free pass to see Eight Head
at the Cedar - for four nights volunteering get you
into one show. I don't know anything about this band-
but someone said I should go. April 9th at the Cedar
again, Battlefield Band!! (my personal favorite musical
group for the last year or so - excellent) Then April 12th
I'm going to sign up for the open stage at the Cedar for
a 10 minute set (3 songs off "An Ark In The Basement").

I just got back from seeing a presentation by
Jim Brandenburg (an amazing Nature photographer
for National Geographic), check this out:
http://www.jimbrandenburg.com/gallery/wolves/wh01.html
I like to think of myself as a photographer, but nothing
like that, these are my aviation pictures:
http://glennbowen.biz/avpics.htm
(not as cool, I know, but Brandenburg is world class).

Anyways, Brandenburg was speaking at a Fishing/Hunting
show, and I walked around to look at these fishing boats,
and the cheapest of them, even the cheapest pontoon boats
cost more than the houseboat I used to live in.
I lived for two years on a 35 ft Lakeliner, that I bought used
for under $10,000 - and it was not luxury living, but it was
mine.
Anyways, I ended up moving to St Louis, and losing everything,
before moving to Chicago, before finally, deciding to go back
home to Minneapolis. So when I talk about "living on the
houseboat, fishing out the bedroom window" that is true.
You could cast out a line - but it is not true that you could reel
the line back in from the bedroom (the hook would catch - so
you'd have to go out on the deck to reel the line back in), also
I would drive to a local lake, and catch Crappie and Sunnies,
and cook those up, rather than eat Catfish out of the Mississipi,
so while I'd catch a few catfish, I didn't really eat them - that's
artistic license. If you want to hear a Leperchaun recite part
of the "Catfish Bones" song, go here:
http://glennbowen.biz/catfishwords.htm ,
what is true about the song was how very, very, poor I was at
that time, and for the next several years, and it's tough to
forget how people treat you when you're down like that. so you
laugh - the next verse goes:
you're always welcome for dinner, but usually I eat alone,
you're always welcome for dinner, but usually I eat alone -
I'll serve up a little ol' catfish, raw catfish, with catfish bones.

later,

Catfish