I just had a craving to listen to this old song by Falco, ‘Der Kommissar’, while drinking a cup of German hot chocolate. This tune is back from a time when a good song would get played in America even if it wasn’t in English:
I just had a craving to listen to this old song by Falco, ‘Der Kommissar’, while drinking a cup of German hot chocolate. This tune is back from a time when a good song would get played in America even if it wasn’t in English:
Happy Boxing Day to all of my Canadian, UK, Australian, and to all our tea-drinking Commonwealth friends!
I’m posting this a bit late, but I was busy all day doing fun stuff away from the Internet. But here I am now, and I think for Boxing Day 2012 I will share something Canadian and beautiful:
Talk to you soon!
SJ
Dear fellow travelers,
I’ll be playing a solo set at The Corner Bar in downtown Seattle this Sunday, Dec 16 at 7:30PM. It’s at the corner of 2nd and Virginia.
FREE.
I’m going to try out some of the new tunes I’ve been writing lately, so come by and get a sneak peak.

Love,
SJ
darlin’ don’t you believe
you were made to receive
my love
my love
well then come out tonight
read the signs in the stars
above
above
my feet always point to you
my lies come to your rescue
under the stars at midnight
under the stars we’ll do it right
darlin’ don’t you believe
you were made to receive
my love
my love
well then come out tonight
read the signs in the stars
above
above
sometimes i stare when you twirl your hair
your lips come too close, i take the dare
under the stars at midnight
under the stars we’ll do it right
darlin’ don’t you believe
you were made to receive
my love
my love
well then come out tonight
read the signs in the stars
above
above
well then come out tonight
read the signs in the stars
above
above
They say I’ll need a gun when I get to Mexico
I’ve got a full tank of gas, it’s an hour to go to Mexico
I knew the lotto wasn’t spinning for me, so I chewed myself free
Then I called you up and said, “Let’s go to Mexico”
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
I hear there’s a well of mescal in them there hills
Well I’ll be Timmy and you can be Lassie ’til i get my fill
We’ll wake on the beach smelling sea on the air, buy new clothes, forget all our cares
‘Cause worry won’t get you a pitcher of dirt, in Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
There comes a time when you know you just can’t win
So put the joint to your lips and some Sun on your skin
We all know what it’s like when the world’s caving in, you’ve got to stick with your friends
Or just call us up and say, “Let’s go to Mexico”
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
The Sun’s on our right, we’re going to Mexico, Mexico
I can’t wait.
I have a new band of rad musicians and we’re going to climb down the steps into Bernard’s and we’re going to play some tunes for you on Friday, November 9. Put this show in your calendar and invite your friends!
This place probably has the cheapest drink prices in Seattle and it always turns into a super fun party.
Bernard’s
315 Seneca
Fri, Nov 9
10PM
FREE
We can’t wait!
Best,
SJ
Happy Thanksgiving to all of my lovely Canadian friends!
While the farmer folks are out pulling in the last haul from the harvest, I’ve got some Leonard Cohen and Neil Young playing on the musicbox. Obviously I live simultaneously in the 19th Century and 1960s.
Love,
SJ