Feliz Navidad

Cantando por no llorar . . . thanks Walt. 5 days until Christmas. Happy Hanukkah.

"I Hear America Singing"
by Walt Whitman

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand
singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or
at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of
the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows,
robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

Roadside Prophets: Kafecito Sessions

Hello: just wanted to let you know that Roadside Prophets (my old band from high school) has made some songs available online - check out the youlicense.com player below. These are super raw, 4-track, Americana recordings with spirit and soul. I played nylon and steel-string acoustic guitars and sang lead and back-ground vocals in this band (back in '95!), and co-wrote all the material with Corey Snyder, the primary singer and rhythm guitarist. David Ramirez played drums and sang, and Tony Zepeda played bass. We would frequently play one of the original coffee houses in McAllen called Kafecitos.
Viva el RGV forever!