New Kenny for half price
St. John lover Kenny Chesney has picked my birthday, September 11, as release date for his latest CD. It‘s called “Just Who I Am: Poets & Pirates.” If you’re interested, you can pre-order it for about half price at Amazon right now. There are 11 tracks, including a duet with George Strait called “Shiftwork”, and another called “Wild Ride” featuring Joe Walsh.
So, what‘s the CD‘s title mean exactly? “To me, it’s the pirates living in plain (sight) who, in some ways, are the greatest ones of all,” CBS‘s Showbuzz quoted Chesney as saying about the title. “You know, they’re living the normal life, but when they get away from that, their souls are just as free as anybody’s.”
Kenny, if you read this please email me another quote because I don’t understand this one. Anyway, here’s the Amazon link to pre-order.
August 31st, 2007 11:14
Kenny who?
Let me tell ya, the new Bruce CD will outsell Kenny 3:1.
“Is there anybody alive out there!”
August 31st, 2007 11:15
already pre ordered it….I too have had the pleasure of downing a few cold ones with Kenny at the Soggy Dollar.
August 31st, 2007 12:59
Who cares!
August 31st, 2007 13:06
My dear Jim. Kenny doesn’t fill stadiums with people who don’t care.
August 31st, 2007 16:26
Kenny’s quote reminds me of the response to the “map” question from Miss Teen South Carolina
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww
Kenny… help us understand!?!?
August 31st, 2007 17:47
Our best translation: Some people, no matter the job they hold or the life they lead, are better suited for the “pirate life” meaning they have a more free sort of spirit, heart, etc. But day to day, when it comes down to it, they’re doin’ what they gotta do.
On the other hand, we just got home from happy hour so we could be full of crap.
August 31st, 2007 18:41
Pirate Smirate, did anyone tell you there’s a new Bruce album coming? AND a tour???? Did anyone tell ya, did they did they????
Download the new single Radio Nowhere from iTunes, FREE. It’s FREE did ya hear that FREE FREE FREE.
Just wanted to be sure you knew
August 31st, 2007 20:58
As St. Jorge of the Fountain would say, simmadown now.
Some of us have already pre-ordered BOTH CD’s, so we’re a complete wash for the statistics if there’s a competition going.
Bring ‘em on!
-Ruth
September 1st, 2007 08:34
Thanks Ruth…….I was about to post something to the same effect……
As far as the pirate comment, I think kenny just meant we all have some restless’s in our souls……wanderlust and a pirate lives that way all the time but the ‘average joe’ picks up on it as well.
On island I think most have a restless soul that is why the open sea beckons them
September 1st, 2007 18:09
I, for one, follow St. Jorge of the Fountain.
The Supervillians will not be playing on STJ for Halloween this year. But, they are playing at DC 9 on Wednesday night. Their pirate ship is 100% hemp.
Who’s Bruce?
Cheers, RickG
September 1st, 2007 18:12
Yes, Rosi.
I think he meant that there’s a little bit of the pirate in all of us.
Not in a bad way, of course.
-Ruth
September 4th, 2007 06:04
At least Kenny is somewhat ‘in the moment, unlike our ‘native son’ Bruce. He’s SO out of touch it’s silly - and relevant? Please. He’s covering Woody Guthrie, for Pete’s sake… Bruce hasn’t had anything to say for decades, not just years. But here’s a funny one - look at this picture from the Stone Pony in July, 1976:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/15756325@N00/1320567172/
September 4th, 2007 10:06
Joe Jackson, that is very cool.
-Ruth
September 5th, 2007 13:40
Joe - nothing to say for decades?? Alright, I’ll take the troll like bait…did you listen to The Rising album? Springsteen addresses the spiritual dislocations of the World Trade Center attack - and the unquestioning bravery of the rescuers who lost their lives in it - with “Into the Fire,” a song that starts out with the simplicity of a white-gospel hymn (”I need your kiss/But love and duty called you someplace higher”), then blossoms into a luminous anthem:
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love bring us love
Elsewhere, Springsteen acknowledges the fury that welled up in many bereft New Yorkers after the destruction of Manhattan’s two most towering landmarks: “I want a kiss from your lips/I want an eye for an eye/I woke up this morning to an empty sky.” And in the lush, haunted ballad “Nothing Man,” he seems to give voice to the emptiness and incomprehension felt by some of that day’s surviving heroes:
I never thought I’d live to read about myself
In my hometown paper
How my brave young life was forever changed
In a misty cloud of pink vapor
Yeah, thats pretty much irrevalent stuff…
September 6th, 2007 05:44
Ok jmq - you win. I didn’t realize ‘timely’ and ‘relevant’ were the same thing.
but - does he have a sexy tractor or a keg in his closet? problly not…
September 10th, 2007 05:08
Bruce who?
Gimme a pirate any day!
October 8th, 2007 07:20
Hey Joe - that “so out of touch” Springsteen guy is at it again. Some words written in Rolling Stone about his new album…
Springsteen’s songwriting here is also intricately wired with outrage and disbelief. The pain, courage and genuine love of country that he saw and felt after 9/11 and put to song with the E Street Band on The Rising have gone up in flames and betrayal. “Gypsy Biker” is the sober homecoming of a war veteran with images of anxious preparation (“We pulled your cycle out of the garage/And polished up the chrome”) and wasted effort (“The speculators made their money on the blood you shed”). Except this time, the soldier is returning in a coffin, and the devastated singer is numb with grief, mourning over lines of cocaine. “Last to Die” takes off like “Thunder Road,”but into a darkness of unknown depth. “Who will be the last to die for a mistake?”
In “Long Walk Home, ”a muscular update of “My Hometown,” a father tells his son, about to ship out, the true meaning of national service and sacrifice: “You know that flag/Flying over the courthouse/Means certain things are set in stone/Who we are, what we’ll do/And what we won’t.” We only know who dies last for a mistake when we all stand up and say, “Enough.”