Music
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Americana Tanka 11
Soon as my lucchesestouch down on that well-worn stageFingers on flat topStanding on giant shouldersAt the Grand Ol Opry Read more.
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Americana Tanka 004
They called him lightningin a bottle, dust-gatheredBuried with bourbonHis life was a Jay Webb songrolling ’til the wheels came off Read more.
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The Semiotics of Country: How Bourbon Became the Genre’s Sacred Drink
Country music functions as a symbolic economy, a system of recurring motifs that convert lived experience into myth. I’m talking myth in the philosophical sense of how the French philosopher… Read more.
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Americana Tanka 003
Got a cigaretteFlaring outside this Bar NoneRye and neon breathedReckon without you with meAll I got’s Jordan Davies Read more.
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Americana Tanka 002
Sit on your barstoolYour pretty little poisonCocktail catching lightWith Warren Zeiders’ musicdrowning the best memory Read more.
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Americana Tanka
Like a whisky shotI’m chasing you with Wallenon my radiodown these bad down-home backroadsleading nowhere but the truth. Read more.
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Americana Haiku 008
Like The Duckman said:“I wish grandpas never died.”You live on through me Read more.
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Americana Haiku 007
I’ll spin you aroundJust like Morgan Wallen saidOn our wedding day Check out Americana Aspects other haikus: 001 002 003 004 005 006 Read more.
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Moonshine Eyes
I chased you from Nashville to Kyoto, Drank bourbon in bars I can’t pronounce To songs on the jukebox drenched in neon lights I’m a midnight desperado A fool fuelled… Read more.
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Country Tanka
The dirt in betweenmy fingers tell a storyriven by backroadswhisky nights and Tokyo bluesI’ll take with me to the sea Read more.
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