Don't Shun the World, Shed It.

Interrogated by the familiar
When a squirrel said in a dialect:
Don't shun the world, shed it
I walked along a public path
I observed the birds taking a bath
They sung in code
Their message clear:
Don't shun the world shed it
I had a drink at the concession stand
There was a dog digging through the garbage can
He whispered low
But I could understand:
Don't shun the world, shed it

I watched the ships as they arrived
The waves lapping at the harborside
Like a sleeping choir they gently cried:
Don't shun the world shed it
There is nothing left to do
But to go and ask the trees
About this shedding of the world
Do you agree?

Their leaves rustled in the breeze
And they replied authoritatively:
Don't shun the world, shed it
If anyone you meet does not believe it
Tell them the talking trees have decreed it

Here are some shots I took from a recent Daniel Higgs show. This show took place in Eugene, Oregon at Sam Bonds garage. A Super cool place that is perfect for a one man band. I was lucky enough to get a proper seat where I could feel as weird as possible. So hard to put in words what its like to see this fellow play. He had what I called was his "Trapper Keeper." It looked like a giant folder with bellows for pages. Though I'm not positive, it appeared homemade. He would squeeze this thing into an awesome droning, repetitive sound that is classic Higgs a la Lungfish. He also played his banjo so well even the ladies I was with began to laugh in amazement.
One of the best parts of the show was the sound check. The sound guy asked Higgs how loud he might get. He just shrugged and began to create the craziest loud singing noises. Anyway, be on the lookout to see him play live. Even if you are not a fan of his music you won't be disappointed in the atmosphere that is created.

Here are some of my favorite tracks from various projects Daniel Higgs is a part of.
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