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Time and Temperature

by Judson Claiborne

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It was a night like tonight, in the cold desert I was awoken by two men they showed me a light from the north rim creatures of the canyon on two legs When the twilight spirit comes around I’ll be somewhere near it with my head to the ground I want to treat you right but honey, I can’t tell you what laws I’ve broken, what cosmic err when the dog scared me white dragging the dead gazelle my heart went under a violent spell
Come and take me to and push me through the bright windows of your mind or down to the well, where Judson fell and ate his fingers to survive Baby, you can tell the song so well to a stranger, you don’t mind where they’re from or what they’ve done or when there’s anger in their eyes I have coconut and candy but I won’t let you walk on by until you choose a direction, choose I’m a stranger to your kind When you’re standing on the crossroad “How will I get on?” you’ll wonder and tell yourself – “I’m getting older” but when you’re ego’s gone you’ll understand the miner’s song and wander from yourself become a lover just a lover To Ellegua – I’m your marionette To La Luna – A song for Dreaming
Oh Cyril 05:52
Ride around with Cyril and you’ll see things you’d never believe You can build a fire in my backyard from phonebooks, cardboard, and leaves Oh, Cyril! You’ve got to heave it on the highroad You ought to take me to the hospital Ride around with Cyril and you’ll se things you’d never believe You can raise a child out the back of a car and learn every songbook you sing Oh, Cyril! You’re just a stranger in a poncho Give all these people a safe place to go Whenever I dream of sand, I get a mouthful Thank you brother for lending a hand your soul and your laughter Oh, Cyril! I had a dream you were a vulture You told me anything was possible Because I’ve seen it! I’ve been it! I breathed it! You better believe it! Get the job done! Don’t leave it! Put your uniform and red boots on For healing and dealing If you’re ready and willing To encounter the grieving What a beautiful Arizonian feeling! Oh, Cyril! I heard you whistling through the pine grove It made me think of someplace tropical Oh, Cyril! I think I hear their sirens and we ain’t waiting for the cops to come
Calling to you on the shortwave: Are you there? I am ready for monsoons keep it steady, hold it there Bow to the one who meets your eyes no hidden love underneath I’m a fan of the slow rise and soon you’ll put a whole new price on the freeze-up distortion runs smooth on this ocean free of shame I took the potion from a spoon I sang four songs to a house be cleared
My, how we change! and not anything around us stays the same It’s so hard to rearrange at a thousand miles an hour, full of pain My, how we change! and we’ll never see how far or close we came to the stars or to the drain to the radiating powers of costumed graves Call now and win! Crawl down the limb! These are the laws in your mind that you don’t write Your memory stalls, it calls out for you Wandering fogs on the island at midnight The search party’s all looking out for you, slug
I’m just waiting for the lightning bugs to appear and to waltz on the pavement by the pale green barn over there Here are some dregs from the basin and the thief in the room I am learning pantomime I’ve been waking to the mockingbirds on the sill It sounds like they’re mocking every car alarm on the hill Don’t press out the sweetness just swing on the rope until the pond trills prophetic signs It’s all bread to be tasted without fear of the words or the long gap while the tape rewinds
Ol’ heresy gave birth to me by flapping flags ‘neath the overpass Come somber swan of death! Come rabid hounds of night! Come sweet perfume and salve! Come slumber I was denied! Sharee, Sharee Ghost Rider dream made clear my path in a caustic bath Manana, pa la manana (tomorrow, in the morning) Llena la casa de flores (fill your house with flowers) De seguro, te visita (for sure, she will visit you) La virgen de los delores (the virgin of the sufferings)
Have I told you the story of my girlfriend, Renee? It was back in college when I was sick and very thin How she was so healthy in every way I wanted all of her energy, even the sunbeams All the steeples and the seagulls and the sounds of Paris were not a symphony She sang the only song for me Did I speak her language or something? What did she see in me? She made her own photography When her skin came open, it was like yellow corn I was scared and queasy feeling The stuff beneath was more appealing and I stayed in exile, in the loveliest dream Found a tree that looked good to me I laid her there for eternity
Moonraker 06:36
Moonraker, can I take your pulse? will you show mw the beauty of being alone? Sundraper, I won’t make it home before you come but my house is open to you I’m bare new wood I’m young and spry My love comes from a vacant space in the morning sky artmaker, imaginary farmer chase all your demons to the clothespin arbor at our last dinner on the cemetery coil you said, It’s hard being human when your blood’s aboil I’m bare new wood I’m young and spry I broke the drum and cracked the bell on the moonlit side I’m bare new wood I’m young and spry I’m dark as plums and pale as shells beneath the rolling tide loves labors are flames outside the walls I build to grow so I can give you more


released April 11, 2010


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Judson Claiborne

Christopher Salveter adopted the ancestral songwriting moniker of Judson Claiborne in his mid twenties following the breakup of his band, Low Skies. Beaconed by Chicago’s art-rock bands and labels of the 1990s, Salveter moved to the city of wind from Missouri in the year 2000. ... more

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