Siren Songs

Fun Fact:

The Song was actually vocalized by Emmy Lou Harris, Allison Krauss, & Gillian Welch


“Welch was an associate producer and performed on two songs of the soundtrack of the Coen brothers 2000 film O Brother, Where Art Thou?, a platinum album that won the Grammy Award for Album of the Year in 2002.


She also appeared in the film attempting to buy a Soggy Bottom Boys record. Welch, while not one of the principal actors, did sing and provide additional lyrics to the Sirens song “Didn’t Leave Nobody but the Baby.”

In 2018 she and Rawlings wrote the song “When a Cowboy Trades His Spurs for Wings” for the Coens’ The Ballad of Buster Scruggs, for which they received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Original Song.

Welch has collaborated and recorded with Alison Krauss, Ryan Adams, Jay Farrar, Emmylou Harris, the Decemberists, Sam Phillips, Conor Oberst, Ani DiFranco, and Robyn Hitchcock.”

–Source: “Wiki-Centpedia”



Way Above: One of the best scenes from this magnificent movie.

(Which I am re-watching for the umpteenth time.)

Guess this to be my “Siren Song.”

Before I embrace death.

But what a way to Go!

Trapped/Bound by the Arms of a Beautiful Siren!


Kailee Morgue, world-renowned Siren:

Artist: Kailee Morgue
Cred for Vid: ‘Lyrics video


Beautiful Below

Cred for Vid: ‘Sarah Mc.


Not Really a ‘Siren Song,’ but Sade is one of my Sirens and this is MY Post.

I have Complete Editorial Control!

So There!

“And it hurts like brand new shoes”





Funny Bit!

To be found


Yes! I have a Sense of Humor!

(Credit: ‘Manbear TV’)

I Used to Write Some Stupid Shit. Now I am recycling it. Go figger Ginger…

Lance walks into his physic therapist’s office and slumps down.


“Hello” too effusive physiotherapist says. “How are we today?”

“Shitty,” I answer. “But we be chillin’”

“Oh no!!” he says. “We can never feel ‘shitty’, as you say; We are always ‘happy’.”

“Fuck you,” I say.

“Mister Marcom. WE do not talk this way.”

“Fuck you Doc, I talk this way. I am paying you so I can talk this way.”

“OK, why then, are you “shitty” as you call it?”

Leaning back… wondering how long this court – ordered bullshit must go on, I decide to hit him with it:

“I am feeling shitty ‘cause I have written some good shit on my blog and no one is readin’ it.”

“Do go on….”

“Well… there is that one about Southpark


“Some great shit there.”

“No one reads it?”

“Yeah,” I say; “It is too long.”

“Why is it too long? Do you hate your mother?”  he asked brilliantly.

“Well, it took three days to write. An’…who are you? Do you even know what it is to write?”

“Let us focus on ‘your problem.’ shall we?”

“Doc, let us focus on yers: I don’t wanna be here. I just want folks to read my shit.”

“I cannot help you there, Son.”

“Then what am I paying protection for?”