White Noise Sleeper
I think I started needing noise to drown
my ringing ears after those loud, loud nights
in the club with the band when the music
roared out of us and blew back the '80s
stylings of the dancers and drinkers at
45 Cherry and Douglas Corner,
small clubs in Asheville and Nashville.
Ear plugs were unheard of. I wailed, "Whoa-whoa-
whoa-whoa," and the band--Mark, Gene, Danny, Steve--
thundered the E that opens the intro
of "Rain on the River." In my twenties,
then, I had my hour--and more--on the stage,
fronting that storm like the wind that led this
morning's gale-force elemental attack,
the rain hissing sideways, smacking the house,
that wind roaring up out of the southwest
to fell a neighbor's pine tree three doors down.
Like the fuses the band blew out one night
in a high school gym, the power went out.
It was still out when I climbed into bed.
In my fifties, now, my ears still ringing
with life, I lay in the absolute quiet,
awake the long night, no white-noise defense
against days of youth and loud, loud music.
Listen:
http://faculty.etsu.edu/codym/song_rain_on_the_river.mp3
Lyric:
http://faculty.etsu.edu/codym/song_rain_on_the_river.htm
my ringing ears after those loud, loud nights
in the club with the band when the music
roared out of us and blew back the '80s
stylings of the dancers and drinkers at
45 Cherry and Douglas Corner,
small clubs in Asheville and Nashville.
Ear plugs were unheard of. I wailed, "Whoa-whoa-
whoa-whoa," and the band--Mark, Gene, Danny, Steve--
thundered the E that opens the intro
of "Rain on the River." In my twenties,
then, I had my hour--and more--on the stage,
fronting that storm like the wind that led this
morning's gale-force elemental attack,
the rain hissing sideways, smacking the house,
that wind roaring up out of the southwest
to fell a neighbor's pine tree three doors down.
Like the fuses the band blew out one night
in a high school gym, the power went out.
It was still out when I climbed into bed.
In my fifties, now, my ears still ringing
with life, I lay in the absolute quiet,
awake the long night, no white-noise defense
against days of youth and loud, loud music.
Listen:
http://faculty.etsu.edu/codym/song_rain_on_the_river.mp3
Lyric:
http://faculty.etsu.edu/codym/song_rain_on_the_river.htm
posted by mac | 8:17 PM
3 Comments:
Funny...Got up early today, quiet house, and right before I checked in to your blog I was thinking how loud my ears were ringing this morning! no joke! It's a good thing I never turned my amp up past 5. I probably wouldn't be hearing at all these days.
Rain on the River...great song bro!
I have have switched over to brown noise, it is a lower pitch for me and more relaxing. Don't you just hate that ringing in the ears, I can see how you got it, but still wondering how I did..lol
I played the "Homecoming" CD yesterday after reading you blog. It was great.
Dennis
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