Rory Gannon is a singer-songwriter born out of Whidbey Island: The son of a sad poet & an estranged guitar collector. he has been witness to beauty, self sacrifice and self distruction. His songs are about heartache (real heartache...that is his own), Love, Death & worry. But don't be fooled, light hearted jems do appear from time to time in his library of work... but he always tries to at least keep it real.------
(ladies & gentelman, I give you sgt. JOHN DOE: He is a nippon/gakki YAMAHA "dynamic" guitar pat. no. 187409 no. 20... He is my closest friend)
.........................................A poem from the upcoming project..."dignified horse" -Beautiful girl...
If you were to give to me your small and tipsy blessing,
I'd crawl up warm into your lashes...
where i've always known that I could forever send only the most honest and stripped-down of lunatic prayers.
& then I would do my best just to sit with you again... smoking and smiling outloud upon your obsessions with cherries.
In my chest and in my mind, I would name you something like heaven.
'Would promise to give you this crooked & swollen mouth to call your very own... -if only for the rest of a God-given time within all of your precious and wild little views of the world.
If lucky, I just might stay happy like a child again.
'Would get a chance at a drink with the dead old man, who had always found an aggressive sort of slumber within his own advice... but cursed out all of those who had followed it.
Would he now hold me high?
I Always use too many words for you.
-To take a risk and learn something of hearts.
-To cry into your ever so useful hands & begin to understand -some sort of the sweetest idea- of all those bad, affectionate women.
Tilt your head, and I shall write a song for you.
Touch a burning face to yours: cool, dry and soft.
whisper down this son-of-a-bitch-freight-train-heart of mine and turn it off 'a while.
& then you will see why these blues are so red.
& then you will see why these blues are so violet.
To support an empty, naked and floundering skin...
That once carried us through the dark......
To just you and me-
Talking quiet in the car... along side' a very, very sad little song.
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