The Hammock Papers: jerry jeff

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12 June 2026

Jerry Jeff Walker, "Quiet Faith of Man"

It's sandwich time.

09 May 2026

Jerry Jeff Walker, "Stoney"

Merciful Father, if we send you Chris Stapleton, Shooter Jennings, and Tyler Childers, can we have Scamp back?

Ol' Stoney was a liar, a bullshitter, ain't no doubt about it.
It was just the way he told things made you never want to doubt him
'Cause he kept you going when the road got rough
Brought you through the lean times by making it up ...

It's sandwich time.

16 March 2026

Happy Birthday, Jerry Jeff Walker

Jerry Jeff Walker was born on this day in 1942.

"Pickup Truck Song," featuring the artistry of "Praise the" Lloyd Maines on steel...

06 September 2025

Jimmy Buffett, "Tin Cup Chalice"

What a story ...

06 July 2025

Jerry Jeff Walker, "The Man with the Big Hat"

Sounds good to me!

22 February 2025

Jerry Jeff Walker, "Night Rider's Lament"

"Praise the" Lloyd Maines, steel ...

11 July 2024

Jimmy Buffett, "A Pirate Looks at Forty"

With Jerry Jeff and Fingers ...

"Oh, that's why."

16 March 2024

Happy Birthday, Jackie Jack

Jerry Jeff Walker was born on this day in 1942.

"Contrary to Ordinary" with John Inmon in 1984 ...

24 November 2023

Jerry Jeff

Jerry Jeff Walker at Dixie Bar & Bus Stop ...

25 July 2023

Mild.

Who's Jimmy Aldean?

If, by chance, you're open to suggestions, listen to Jerry Jeff, Kristofferson, or Willie, and let ol' Jimmy stick to doin' what he does best ... mild sausage.

Jackie Jack, "Takin' It as It Comes" ...

29 May 2023

Jerry Jeff, "Navajo Rug"

John Inmon, guitar, and "Praise the" Lloyd Maines, steel ...

25 March 2023

Forever.

Todd Snider's Jerry Jeff Forever tribute ...

16 March 2023

Happy Birthday, Jerry Jeff

Jerry Jeff Walker was born on this day in 1942.

"Contrary to Ordinary" ...

One man gypsy circus ...

09 March 2023

Robert Earl Keen, "Gypsy Songman/L.A. Freeway"

08 March 2023

Prophet.

Dear God, it's me again ...

If we send you Henley, Stapleton, Swift, and Post Malone, can we have Jacky Jack back?

The Prophet speaks ...

11 February 2023

Mercy.

Dear God,

In your mercy, would you give us back Jerry Jeff if we sent you Don Henley?

Very sincerely, your humble servant,

Rob

16 March 2021

Happy Birthday, Scamp

Jerry Jeff Walker was born on this day in 1942.

"A Song for the Life" ...

09 February 2021

Jerry Jeff Walker, "Little Bird"

Michael Martin Murphey, "Little Bird"

BARRY HINES

"That's why it makes me mad when I take her out and I'll hear somebody say, 'Look, there's Billy Casper there wi' his pet hawk. I could shout at 'em; it's not a pet, Sir, hawks are not pets. Or when folks stop me and say, 'Is it tame?' Is it heck tame, it's trained that's all. It's fierce, and it's wild, an' it's not bothered about anybody, not even about me, right. And that's why it's great.Look, there's Billy Casper there wi' his pet hawk.' I could shout at 'em. It's not a pet, Sir. Hawks are not pets. Or when folks stop me and say, 'Is it tame?' Is it heck tame, it's trained, that's all. It's fierce, and it's wild, an' it's not bothered about anybody, not even about me right. And that's why it's great." (A Kestrel for a Knave)

WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART

"When I am, as it were, completely myself, entirely alone and of good cheer – say travelling in a carriage or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep – it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence, and how, they come I know not ; nor can I force them. Those ideas that please me I retain in memory and am accustomed, as I have been told, to hum them to myself. If I continue in this way, it soon occurs to me how I may turn this dainty morsel to account, so as to make a good dish of it. That is to say, agreeable to the rules of counterpoint, to the peculiarities of various instruments etc. All this fires my soul, and, provided I am not disturbed, my subject enlarges itself, becomes methodised, and defined, and the whole, though it be long, stands almost complete and finished in my mind, so that I can survey it like a fine picture or a beautiful statue at a glance. Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, but I hear them, as it were, all at once. What a delight this is, I cannot tell."

WALT WHITMAN

The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow’d wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk. I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.

MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."