On Friday the 13th, November 1970, I was born at the Cape Fear Valley Hospital in Fayetteville, North Carolina, probably the biggest military town in the country. Fort Bragg alone covers 250 square miles, and the used car dealerships and titty bars are like stars in the sky, grains of sand on the beach. The ground is sandy and the woods are open and piney, with tall loblollies, jack oaks, and the longleaf pine.
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No Resemblance


They took accounts. There were debates. The street intensified. Hands held high as 1965. Police faced the street.

Unemployment. Discrimination. An unarmed man. African male. Fires in the neighborhood. The sparks opened America.

“…it bore no resemblance to the United States of America.”

I call Los Angeles to the stand. Do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?

I do.

Tell Missouri what happened.

The McCone Commission. They tried participating. There were mothers and grandmothers.

Go on. Tell Missouri what happened.

“Most of these recommendations were not acted upon.”

What’s the purpose of a community? A commission? A police force? A weapon? Which neighborhood lies outside the Thin Blue Line? Is there a zone of truth beyond force?

The riots calmed. A city surrendering. The causes were identified. All the major white people responded. Parker pulled back.

Can you just say it again, for the record?

“Most of these recommendations were not acted upon.” “…it bore no resemblance to the United States of America.”

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New record preview, Ontario and Quebec tour

Date posted: March 27, 2014

I’m bringing my next record, You Can’t Outrun The Radio, to Quebec and Ontario this week, a CD that won’t actually be released until the fall. Why? Click this link to Corin Raymond’s sneak preview of the record, and then come back and read. You Can’t Outrun The Radio was born one night on the sidewalk outside The Green Room in Montreal. That was the first time I sang with Alexa Dirks and Andrina Turenne, the ladies you hear singing now. If you’re listening, I don’t have to explain how special they are. These tracks were cut live off the... more…

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