Step aboard the mind, words and voicings of PhilipAM in this overture mosaic sampling a few of the voices that represent Not Listening to the Voices 101 -the Musical.

Thank you very much

in advance, for humoring me

I have no name for this

 

I’m not an analyst

I’m not a poet

I’m not a musician

I’m not a comic

And this shit’s really not funny Anymore

Maybe I’m funny looking.

But I ain’t going to pitch you no line

I haven’t got no Good Line

I don’t have an opening line.

I have no properly prepared material.

There is an outside chance I

will have nothing at all meaningful to say

and that is why we’re going to hang

off every word, just in case

tell our friends, follow the curve,

stay with the tour – Here We Is

 

I am Philip-AM,

 

I arise in the morning, torn

between a desire to Save the world

and a desire to Savor the world.

And, This makes it hard to plan the Day. (E.B.White)

 

Everything that needs to be said

has already Been said, but

since nobody was listening

Everything needs to be said again. (Andre Gide)

 

I disagree to disagree if you’re wrong.

and if something I say

makes you wonder who died and

made me God well rest assured,

it was you who died – I’m just early

– and hopeful, I don’t like death. 

 

The hollow horn

plays wasted words that

proves to warn that

he not busy being born

Is busy dying (Bob Dylan)

 

There is a crack in everything.

That’s how the light gets in. (Leonard Cohen)

 

I want to know

what became of the changes

That we waited for love to bring?

Were they only the fitful dreams

Of some greater awakening? (Jackson Browne)

 

So wake up – young lovers

The whole thing is over

Watch out – touch monkeys

All that blood, gonna swallow you whole (David Byrne)

 

Go to Tibet

Ride a camel.

Read the bible.

Dye your shoes blue.

Grow a beard.

Circle the world in a paper canoe.

Kill your dog.

Run for mayor.

Live in a barrel.

Break your head with a hatchet.

Plant tulips in the rain.

 

But don’t write poetry. (Charles Bukowski)

 

‘Cause if that’s what this is,?

I’m saying:

I have seen it done better (Patton Oswalt)

 

Please allow me to introduce myself,

I am a man of wealth and um …a … (Mick Jagger)

 

I am a man of …ah

 

means, by no means, I’m … (Roger Miller)

 

allegedly man,

Man of means, unlettered and ordinary. (Bible)

 

although it is long past too far

they keep going

because it’s the desert (Rickie Lee Jones)

 

’cause somebody you don’t know

is somebody you don’t know

Get a firm grip, girl

Before you let go

One hand extended? (Ani DiFranco)

 

There hasn’t been

a new idea since

ever

and there won’t be (Mark Twain)

 

The crux of the biscuit is the apostrophe. (Frank Zappa)

 

I don’t have a friend who feels at Ease. (Paul Simon)

 

I ache in all the places where I used to play. (Leonard Cohen)

 

If the answer is infinite light

Why do we sleep in the dark? (Paul Simon)

 

And I watch the world turn gray, yay. (Shel Silverstein)

 

America! America!

Your warrior’s face is not beautiful, America. (Pablo Neruda)

 

America! I won’t write my poem

till I’m in my right mind.

America. I smoke marijuana

every chance I get. (Allen Ginsburg)

 

America. I am waiting

I am waiting for my case to come up.

And I am waiting perpetually and forever

for a rebirth of wonder, America

 

And I am waiting, America

for a way to be devised

to destroy all nationalisms

without killing anybody. (Lawrence Ferlinghetti)

 

Nobodies’ right if everybodies’ wrong! (Stephen Stills)

 

The only war that matters

is the war against the imagination

 

all other wars are subsumed in it  (Diane diPrima)

 

We come in the age’s most uncertain hour

to sing an Amer-i-can Tune!

But it’s all right it’s all right, (Paul Simon)

Don’t you know it’s gonna BE! (Lennon)

Aaaahhh (sung like ohmm)

And he said that it’s alriiiiiight (Melissa Etheridge)

 

Bird, we just gotta tell them

But they turn and ignore us

And the only heroes we got left

Are written down before us

And the only angel who sees us now

Is watching us through each other’s eyes (Rickie Lee Jones)

 

Let none of this come to pass

Let the railsplitter awaken!

Let Lincoln come with his ax and wooden plate

Let him come eat with the farmer workers,

Let him take a bus to Detroit (Pablo Neruda)

 

“Oh, Son. – You goin’ Out!?

Well, put on your jacket, boy!

keep your hands out at all times,

don’t make any sudden moves,

keep your mouth shut around the white people,

don’t wear a hoodie,

don’t hold your breath,

don’t give them any call to hurt you”

 

and whatever you do don’t piss off

on their gladiatorial right

to watch you fight amongst yourselves

ESPECIALLY not when they play their

murder March mother fucker this a here be A-MERIKK-KA! Song!

 

The situation in the middle east

is desperate, as ever,

as ever, the desperation

Of the white man dancing’s mind.

 

Problem is

You gotta learn

to lie to the white man,

I’m gonna find me a white man

and lie to him, right now! (AaronMacGruder)

 

We’re going boom boom boom

‘cuz That’s the way we live

And in a great big room

‘cuz That’s the WAY we live. (David Byrne)

 

It’s Father’s Day and everybody’s wounded. (Leonard Cohen)

The baby William Dalrymple is yet vulnerable and suffering

 

and your old road is Rapidly agin’.

Please get out of the new one

If you can’t lend your hand (Bob Dylan)

 

I have seen the future brother and it is murder (Leonard Cohen)

 

Let the railsplitter awaken, tho

I like money, tho

Homosapiens have not yet ruined everything, not for want of trying

Like provisional plastics on random nuts

these words,

words I knew

I knew, you knew what I meant

Like!

Nuts!

sunflower walnut pecan, pistachio,

and it’s always some pissed-ed dashio-er, too, ain’t it, Nikki?

Nikki? Nikki, is there anybody out there? John?

 

I got your Black shining Prince, alright,

Nobody else got hit nobody

Almighty funny nobody from the by any means by necessary crew

Not one a salaam alaikum

not one goddammed eggs and bacon (Sekou Sundiata)

 

I disagree to disagree if you’re wrong.

And.

If something I say …

I … uh, I am, uh, Early,

Um, Hopeful, …I … I …

 

That’s why I’m mad

at most all a y’all.

Not because you been mean

and condescending to me,

Tho, most all a y’all have been,

but because: I don’t like death.

My way of life, your life,

can not require the deaths of so many others.

 

There is no such thing as a moral war.

 

The only war that matters

is the war against the imagination.

The only war that matters

is the war against the imagination.

 

All other wars are subsumed in it.

 

And these sub humans

are subsuming it for profit.

 

Profits over people and plenty and

profits over prophets who prophesy;

 

And you may find yourself

living in a shotgun shack

And you may find yourself

in another part of the world

You may ask yourself: How do I work this? (David Byrne)

 

Let no one think of me.

Let us think of the whole earth

Pounding on the table with love.

I don’t want blood again

to come back and soak the bread,

The beans, and the music:

I wish they would all come with me:

the miner, the little girl,

the lawyer, the boatwright, the doll-maker,

Let us all go into the movies and

come out to drink the reddest wine.

 

I didn’t come here to solve anything.

I came here to sing

that you would sing with me. (Pablo Neruda)

 

Thoughts and prayers on your concept of country, yah.

 

Peace