33 Broadsides
Frank Parker
Intro
Chorus Through My Veins
A Convertible Galaxy
Mirror in a Garden
Moon Flowers Sky
Saddle up a fine cream-colered mule...
Song
O My Words
the nightingale's quiet...
the tide...
red blooms on yellow...
wave and sand...
Rabbit lays out in the backseat...
what wind blows...
There are hills trees roads...
awoke with my socks on
Down on the corner just about supper time..."
Greek Lyrics
Letters from Tucson
from H S B
words go out...
red sky in morning...
a plum, happy lungs, a radio in touch
a flute the moon a tiny heart
But First I Need A Kiss
Salinas, CA
Monterey, CA
prison...
charlie parker rides with a farmhand
The Morning Sun
the whole dream
O, mother held homes together...
drinking stout...