An amazing man and an amazing musician, song writer and singer... I am thankful that I got to see him with my wife who introduced him to me by accident over 10 years ago. Thank You John for what you have done for so many. God bless and Amen.
Wow! As always with John Prine, he somehow casually manages to blow my mind. "I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there, I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair, and my head shouted down to my heart...better look out below". Who writes stuff like that? This guy does.
Saw him Nov 2019 in Tampa. Tremendous concert, I love this guy! "For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter. You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there, wrapped up in a trap ... of your very own chain of sorrow"
Saw him do a private, surprise show in the basement of dive bar in the middle of the woods in northern Minnesota in maybe ~'95, I couldn't have been older than 10. I can't explain how or why it happened. My Dad remembers it, too. So it musta happened. No money, no tickets, no press, no recording equipment, and a crowd so small you could count everyone without taking off your shoes. He seriously did it to make a once-in-a-lifetime experience for less than a dozen fans.❤❤❤
I first heard jp on a radio show called THE FOLK HOUR in the 80s. I had no idea who it was at first.Kinda sounded like Dylan. The song was "PRETTY GOOD". Been a huge fan ever since and had the pleasure of seeing him 2x close up too. Thanks you John. "ALL THE BEST". YOU WERE IN HEAVEN BEFORE YOU DIED.
Absolutely love this song. One of the many great ones he has written. I have the lines: 'you can gaze out the window get mad and get madder, Throw your hands in the air, say "what does it matter?" But it don't do no good to get angry, So help me I know" framed and the margin signed by John Prine. Happened about five six years back in Cork, music promoter friend obliged and brought the lyric which I had caligraphed, if that be a word, backstage and he signed on. So honoured and pleased, a much treasured possession.
My mom raised me on John Prine. Finest musician. I still like him as an adult. His music has a different quality. RIP Mr. Prine. We wish we wouldve gone to your concert before you died.
“ old men sleep with their conscience at night young me sleep with their dreams while the mentally ill sit perfectly still and live through life’s In-Betweens” pure Prine genius.
Funny- profound and gets life and all the little things that tend to get missed.. he makes us all stop and think. Wonderful stories within his songs.. thanks for the gifts
This format of interviewing is hands down the most Oh Boy insight to unquestioned answers yet seen. What a great platform this 'Beyond Words' is for that. 61617
Happened to see Soundstage on CH.11 Chicago back in 1980. Never heard of him but grew up a few miles from him. Loved it. Waited for replay and recorded on cassette which I wore out. Amazing songwriter.
I think “someone’s in my chimney and it sure ain’t Santa Claus” is a reference to traumatic memory/trouble letting go. Because chimneys of course need to be clear to let out all the smoke or else the house becomes toxic, much in the same way sadness does if it’s not let go. “Bruised Orange: Chain of Sorrow” is after all about dark memories and sadness and the negative effect of holding onto them.
Totally relate to the explanation-was acolyte in Episcopal church (Minnesota) and is just how I've imagined the real story to be. Slow moving trains look stationary. Fave part is 'knocked to zero'Many thanks!
Que gran compositor y cantante es, fue y será para mi vida que en los tiempos de hoy entro en pausa. Una pausa que me permitió conocer la música de John lamentablemente con el anuncio de su muerte. Me considero un fanático de Bob Dylan, pero por los contenidos de las letras de las canciones de John parece mejor poeta que Bob. Desde que supe de la muerte de John hasta el día de hoy me acompaño con música y siento que sigue vivo por su arte. Saludos
At three am it was too hot to sleep - I sprawled on a daybed in the dark, with my old Martin, singing Bruised Orange possibly for the ten thousandth time since I first sat down with an old record player in New Orleans in 1979 and learned it word for word, note for note. First time I played it at a gig, a lady asked me who exactly was it that was naked and why... So instead of naked-nuder I changed it up to "...heard sirens on the train track -- "thought there'd been a shootin".... and have played it that way for 44 years... I opened UA-cam this morning to figure out the easiest way to get to #4 spark plug on my F250... What video is first up in the "batting order" on the right side of the UA-cam home page? The Story Behind Bruised Orange Siri must check in with Shazam, who then lets Hugh Tube know that I got the words all wrong and am in need of remediation...
I saw John in 1982 at the golden Bear in Huntington beach calif.i think I'm way overdue .Please let me know when your coming around northern California.
"It's beyond words, really" said John Prine, and I agree with him. His songs often showed me something beyond the words he chose.
Touched the lives of many. Forever remembered.
An amazing man and an amazing musician, song writer and singer... I am thankful that I got to see him with my wife who introduced him to me by accident over 10 years ago. Thank You John for what you have done for so many. God bless and Amen.
Wow! As always with John Prine, he somehow casually manages to blow my mind.
"I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there, I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair, and my head shouted down to my heart...better look out below".
Who writes stuff like that? This guy does.
I agree. I watched this and I wanted to say the same thing.
Saw him Nov 2019 in Tampa. Tremendous concert, I love this guy! "For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter.
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there, wrapped up in a trap ... of your very own chain of sorrow"
Saw him do a private, surprise show in the basement of dive bar in the middle of the woods in northern Minnesota in maybe ~'95, I couldn't have been older than 10.
I can't explain how or why it happened. My Dad remembers it, too. So it musta happened.
No money, no tickets, no press, no recording equipment, and a crowd so small you could count everyone without taking off your shoes. He seriously did it to make a once-in-a-lifetime experience for less than a dozen fans.❤❤❤
We are so lucky to have these stories.
John is such a treasure, and has been for more than 45 years.
Thanks for sharing. I can’t learn enough about him and his writing.
I first heard jp on a radio show called THE FOLK HOUR in the 80s. I had no idea who it was at first.Kinda sounded like Dylan. The song was "PRETTY GOOD". Been a huge fan ever since and had the pleasure of seeing him 2x close up too. Thanks you John. "ALL THE BEST". YOU WERE IN HEAVEN BEFORE YOU DIED.
Other than politics, man oh man was John Prine the best!!!!
Absolutely love this song. One of the many great ones he has written. I have the lines: 'you can gaze out the window get mad and get madder,
Throw your hands in the air, say "what does it matter?"
But it don't do no good to get angry,
So help me I know" framed and the margin signed by John Prine. Happened about five six years back in Cork, music promoter friend obliged and brought the lyric which I had caligraphed, if that be a word, backstage and he signed on. So honoured and pleased, a much
treasured possession.
My mom raised me on John Prine. Finest musician. I still like him as an adult. His music has a different quality. RIP Mr. Prine. We wish we wouldve gone to your concert before you died.
@Emma Rose I agree and thank you !
@Emma Rose Youre kids are very lucky to have you as a mother !
John Prine reminds me to just be a good person.
Yes!!! So much yes.
Exactly. This is my relationship to him too, like he was a spiritual leader
I'm 73 years old and have been playing this song since I first heard John do it. I can remember every word of it! He's America's poet, not Dylan.
What, we only get one poet?
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“ old men sleep with their conscience at night young me sleep with their dreams while the mentally ill sit perfectly still and live through life’s In-Betweens” pure Prine genius.
He worked at his kraft and got it highly polished. Shine on, John Prine.
Beautiful insight into John Prine's creative process.
Funny- profound and gets life and all the little things that tend to get missed.. he makes us all stop and think. Wonderful stories within his songs.. thanks for the gifts
This format of interviewing is hands down the most Oh Boy insight to unquestioned answers yet seen. What a great platform this 'Beyond Words' is for that. 61617
Happened to see Soundstage on CH.11 Chicago back in 1980. Never heard of him but grew up a few miles from him. Loved it. Waited for replay and recorded on cassette which I wore out. Amazing songwriter.
Wow. Incredible interview. 😊
Wow brilliant thanks John☄ I just listen to that song yesterday♡☆♡
I think “someone’s in my chimney and it sure ain’t Santa Claus” is a reference to traumatic memory/trouble letting go. Because chimneys of course need to be clear to let out all the smoke or else the house becomes toxic, much in the same way sadness does if it’s not let go. “Bruised Orange: Chain of Sorrow” is after all about dark memories and sadness and the negative effect of holding onto them.
wow, thanks for sharing this, and thanks for all the great songs John we Love Ya :)
Great stories. Thanks for sharing!
If was trapped on an island and could only have 3 songs to listen to.... Bruised Orange would be one.
Totally relate to the explanation-was acolyte in Episcopal church (Minnesota) and is just how I've imagined the real story to be. Slow moving trains look stationary. Fave part is 'knocked to zero'Many thanks!
What an amazing man
Thanks John!!
The greatest song writer of this time.
Thanks John!
God bless you John
My hero
I love "bruised oranges" wow I love j.prine
Bishop Express. with just two words he can say so much.
Dang man 😊He was a hell of a guy ❤️
I hope he pulls through. He's definately a survivor.
legend
My friend David introduced me to John...now they're both gone.
same sad story here
Que gran compositor y cantante es, fue y será para mi vida que en los tiempos de hoy entro en pausa.
Una pausa que me permitió conocer la música de John lamentablemente con el anuncio de su muerte. Me considero un fanático de Bob Dylan, pero por los contenidos de las letras de las canciones de John parece mejor poeta que Bob. Desde que supe de la muerte de John hasta el día de hoy me acompaño con música y siento que sigue vivo por su arte. Saludos
At three am it was too hot to sleep - I sprawled on a daybed in the dark, with my old Martin, singing Bruised Orange possibly for the ten thousandth time since I first sat down with an old record player in New Orleans in 1979 and learned it word for word, note for note. First time I played it at a gig, a lady asked me who exactly was it that was naked and why... So instead of naked-nuder I changed it up to "...heard sirens on the train track -- "thought there'd been a shootin".... and have played it that way for 44 years... I opened UA-cam this morning to figure out the easiest way to get to #4 spark plug on my F250... What video is first up in the "batting order" on the right side of the UA-cam home page? The Story Behind Bruised Orange Siri must check in with Shazam, who then lets Hugh Tube know that I got the words all wrong and am in need of remediation...
I saw John in 1982 at the golden Bear in Huntington beach calif.i think I'm way overdue .Please let me know when your coming around northern California.
This month on the 18th he will be in LA. I cant wait!
ONE OF
Lol..The Bishop Express.