higgy’s page delves more deeply into Bruce Cockburn (scroll down! quickly!), occasioned by featuring his 1970-87 singles collection as higgy’s CD of the day. Always worth listening to (I mean Cockburn and higgy!). BTW, higgy wrote me to say that those “songs stuck in your ear” are called earworms up where he comes from. A fitting term. Now that I’ve finally got My Sharona out of my head… oops, I did it again, it’s back… I would love to come down with a Bruce Cockburn earworm sometime.

As an aside, if any readers have any live performance recordings of Cockburn, I’d love to trade for a copy of any or all, although I haven’t been doing much if any tapetrading at all in recent years. My tapelist comprises mostly my old passion, the Grateful Dead and its friends and relations from the ’60’s and ’70’s San Francisco scene. You can click here to get to the miscellaneous, non-Dead-related stuff.

Speaking of Cockburns and music, David Vest writes on Alexander Cockburn’s CounterPunch about Dylan and 9-11:

Did he write these songs this morning?!? How could he get this album in the stores within moments after these things happened?

Maybe you picked up the Village Voice, where Greg Tate was asking, “What did Dylan know, and when did he know it?”

Man, he knew it before we were born.

“Things are breaking up out there,” he sings. Unbelievable. But you better believe it

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