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It seems to me that maybe,
It pretty much always means no
So don't tell me you might just let it go
And often times we're lazy
It seems to stand in my way
Cause no one no not no one
Likes to be let down
-FLAKE, Jack Johnson
Jack Johnson performs at the BBC Radio Theatre for Radio 2 "In Concert".
More photos to follow.
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There's traffic in the sky
And it doesn't seem to be getting much better
There's kids playing games on the pavement
Drawing waves on the pavement
Shadows of the planes on the pavement
Its enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
Maybe its a dream and if I scream
It will burst at the seams
This whole place will fall to pieces
And then they'd say...
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
Puzzle pieces in the ground
But no one ever seems to be digging
Instead they're looking up towards the heavens
With their eyes on the heavens
There are shadows on the way to the heavens
It's enough to make me cry
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The answers could be found
We could learn from digging down
But no one ever seems to be digging
Instead they'll say...
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
Words of wisdom all around
But no one ever seems to listen
They're talking about their plans on paper
Building up from the pavement
There are shadows from the scrapers on the pavement
It's enough to make me sigh
But that don't seem like it would make it feel better
The words are still around
But the words are only sounds
And no one ever seems to listen
Instead they'll say
Well how could we have known?
I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell
If you keep on adding stones
Soon the water will be lost in the well
~ Lyrics and music by Jack Johnson
Some food for thought
Always wanted to do a poster for Jack Johnson. So, when I did I knew just like his music I wanted it to be upbeat, summery and just loaded with fun-ness! The poster is just two colors and when the blue and yellow overlap it creates the 3rd color being green. Happy summer all you Jack Johnson fans. Can purchase poster here: www.tadcarpenter.com/store/posters/jack-johnson/
Jack Johnson was the first black heavyweight champ. A fictionalized play of his life, "The Great White Hope," was a big hit on Broadway. It starred James Earl Jones and Jane Alexander. They reprised their roles in the film, directed by Martin Ritt. The main street of Globe, Arizona was transformed into July 4th Reno, Nevada in 1910. This is the first of several photos I'll be having of Jones. You can see them in my next essay, paying homage to film.
Bob Willoughby (1927-2009) specialized in snapping images on film sets. His shots of Judy Garland in her 1954 comeback film "A Star Is Born," are especially poignant.
A 200 year archival matte or canvas print, unframed or framed, is available for purchase in my deviantART gallery: fav.me/d2kw77x
@2009 David Lee Guss Photography homage, Bob Willoughby, James Earl Jones, "The Great White Hope" set, Globe, Arizona, 1969-2009
James Earl Jones played Jack Johnson (1878-1946), called Jack Jefferson, in "The Great White Hope." Johnson, like the future champ Mike Tyson, had personal demons which consumed him.
NOTE: An archival, signed, limited edition, matte C-print can be purchased at my eBay gallery store-
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@2009 David Lee Guss James Earl Jones, camera on crane, "The Great White Hope" set, Globe, Arizona, 1969-2008
Jack playing off with his mate Zach Gill
A balmy night with lots of Mosquitos in a medieval Castle in Italy seems a long way from the sea for surfie Jack Johnson. But as Jack said 'my little 2 year old daughter, who travels with us, wakes up every morning and asks are we home, to which the answer is as long as we're together we're home'.
It was standing room only, no seats, which we didn't expect. So we managed to get these shots from the crowd...
(The calligraphy is from an original poem by Huang Xiang)
Jack Johnson
The wind says
Your pate is not fit to hold up too high
As for example;
Beheaded as a warning to the world
Hanging over the heads of millions of people
Over squares and city gate-towers
Oh, yeah, you can meet up with me any time
Get a punch from me and
Go crashing down
A cup of Arabica at Samar Cafe
Arab Street, Singapore.
Cocoon, Jack Johnson.
Well based on your smile
I'm betting all of this
Might be over soon
But your bound to win
Cause if I'm betting against you
I think I'd rather lose
But this is all that I have
So please
Take what's left of this heart and use
Please use only what you really need
You know I only have so little
So please
Mend your broken heart and leave
I know it's not your style
I can tell by the way that you move
It's real, real soon
But I'm on your side
And I don't want to be your regret
I'd rather be your cocoon
But this is all that you have
So please
Let me take what's left of your heart and I will use
I swear I'll use only what I need
I know you only have so little
So please
Let me mend my broken heart and
You said this was all you had
And it's all I need
But blah blah blah
Because it fell apart and
I guess it's all you knew
And all I have
But now we have
Only confused hearts and
I guess all we have
Is really all we need
So please
Let's take these broken hearts and use
Let's use only what we really need
You know we only have so little
So please
Take these broken hearts and leave
*make up your own title*
"After we spoke I had a dream that I broke the teeth from a mouth of a snake. That I choked on the teeth. They were mine all along. I picked up the pieces when I woke up. Put them in a boat made of things that I don't want to see. I blew on the sail, watched it drift out to sea. The further it drifted the closer it came to me...I can't explain.
So I took it apart built a billion boxes. There was only one key. You might think I'm your enemy, but that don't make you mine. And all I have now is empathy. I wish that you'd stop trying. Oh, please stop lying.
I put hatred in a box then I locked it. The strongest one I made. I buried it all, grew a tree without thorns, and sat beneath the shade."