Untitled Memory Song

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"2007-2008 was a rough couple of years. In addition to losing my Dad to cancer, I lost a close friend to suicide and a cousin in a farming accident. This song’s for those last two."

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lyrics

Brother, I miss you tonight
I remember nights in the city
We walked with Jeff
Through Boystown to iO
You read a sonnet about Kant on the mainstage
Del Close’s ashes laughed the loudest
You solved the problem of evil the next morning at breakfast
And nobody noticed

Well, brother, we need you tonight!
I remember you comin’ in from the fields
Covered in pigshit and glowing
Jody was pregnant, it was weird
You still looked twelve
And Jody looked maybe fifteen and a half
But her belly could’ve passed for 20
Dan made the joke
But you made it funny

Stephen, I need you tonight
No one else thought this place was as crazy
We lay with Jeff on the floor on your birthday
All night
Lay for hours and talked about
How things would never be
All right
Lay for hours and talked about
How we would never be the same
Then we talked about a man
Who kneeled down in front of a train
The month we were born
It made us angry
Why would you do that? We said.
He had the same name as us. That’s weird.
Birthday balloons were sinking softly all around us
It was 6AM, Jeff got up and made breakfast

Christopher
We miss you tonight
Every relative here looks just like you
Dakota does too
He’s almost two
Jody still looks fifteen and a half
She’s still pretty and smiling
She’s smiling, I promise
In fact
Everybody here is smiling, look at us
Dan just made a joke
That wasn’t very funny
Well, brothers
Brothers, we miss you tonight

© 2011 Steve Slagg

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from Pigshit and Glowing, released April 14, 2011
words and music by Steve Slagg
engineered, mixed and mastered by Blade Barringer
artwork by Blade Barringer

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Youngest Son Chicago, Illinois

Youngest Son is singer-songwriter Steve Slagg, who grew up playing Debussy and Charles Wesley on an upright piano in Missouri and now plays his own lyric-driven, emotionally complex indie-folk songs on a keyboard in Chicago.

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