Vance’sMondayNitePajamaParty #82 - MEDLEYS, MASH-UPS, MUSICAL MELANGES

website: youtu.be/N7iZwyZ5NFY

Yes, there may be a commemorative Nanci Griffith/Van Halen medley in the works

When: Monday nite 10/25, 7:30pm EDT.
(“doors” open at 7 for community hang) -

Where: https://youtu.be/N7iZwyZ5NFY

Who gets 10%: Arlington Heating Assistance Program - https://www.arlingtonma.gov/departments/health-human-services/arlington-heating-assistance-program  
We’re looking at getting a new heater/boiler. We can just about afford it. Others surely cannot. So they get $$ this trip.

http://paypal.me/vancevancevance or
https://venmo.com/vancevancevance or
a check to VanceFunder P.O. Box 17,
Arlington, MA 02476 for this web-groovery.
Pay or not. Up to you. Let’s stay connected.

This week’s pajamas = sweats, baby!!

I teach and coach stuff.

Good Good Man - the CD - streaming all over, even get one from me

Plus a few live shows:

TONITE!! - Fri 10/22 La Crosse WI - Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of La Crosse https://uulacrosse.org/news-events/  outdoor event
TAMARRAH - Sat 10/23 St. Paul MN - Ginkgo Coffeehouse https://ginkgocoffee.com/event/vance-gilbert/  vaccinated and masked, folks
Sun 10/24 Ft. Atkinson WI - Cafe Carpe http://cafecarpe.com/event/vance-gilbert-3 / same Covid policy as above

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ICARUS, BY NIGHT (c) vance gilbert

Here’s my brother’s favorite song of mine. Other folks like it too. It’s one part ode to my aging, one part ode to those eternal co-conspitarors success and failure, and one part tip of the hat to things that eventually do fly: souls, little model planes, truth.

I only go up at night
When the moon is full
And the evening breezes blow
I go only high enough
To see the ground below

I only go up at night
That's when no one else can see me
Being foolish
And wishing for one more chance
To do it all again

[Chorus]
I was so much younger then
And blinded by the beauty of the sun
It looked so lovely
I just had to touch it once
Then tumbling down into the sea
Now I know
Now I know

He taught me how to fly
And like any son
I wanted to make good my first impression
Words from the wise
Are wasted on the foolish and the young

Now I only go up at night
The illusion is complete
No one knows of my survival
The twilight hours
Are mine, and mine alone

[Chorus]
I was so much younger then
And blinded by the beauty of the sun
It looked so lovely
I just had to touch it once
Then tumbling down into the sea
Now I know
Now I know