UkeOke: Mamas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

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Ed Bruce

 

Here are the lyrics and chords to the iconic song written by our esteemed cousin, Ed Bruce (& his wife Patsy, then popularized by Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson).

Chord Notes:  1, 4, 5 with 1-tone step up for 2nd verse

#Ukulele Suggestion:  Start with Bm, Em, F and step up to C, F, G.

[CHORUS]: 

Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys

Don’t let them pick guitars and drive them old trucks

Make ‘em be doctors and lawyers and such

Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys

They’ll never stay home and they’re always alone

Even with someone they love

[VERSE 1]: 

A cowboy ain’t easy to love and he’s harder to hold

And it means more to him to give you a song than silver or gold

Budweiser buckles and soft faded Levi’s and each night begins a new day

If you can’t understand him and he don’t die young

He’ll probably just ride away

[CHORUS]:     

[VERSE 2 (A tone higher)]:

Cowboys like smokey ol’ pool rooms and clear mountain mornings

Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night

Them that don’t know him won’t like him

And them that do sometimes won’t know how to take him

He ain’t wrong, he’s just different but his pride won’t let him

Do things that make you think he’s right

[CHORUS 2x]:

 

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In our family, the story goes that Grandma Bruce -my father’s mother’s mother- used to say “Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys,” and that was the inspiration for the song.

Here is another telling of the song’s origin I found online, FWIW.

And here is our favorite recording of the song, by Ed Bruce himself (no surprise):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiJmbZazdxk

More to come on this front, especially as my brother and I have now started our own band, woot!

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Kitchen Jam Sample Brah

Feb 13th 2016

While visiting my Dad and Anita in Oakland “up at the ‘Line,” (aka: Skyline) my brother treated us to a few tunes.  So this is a SAMPLE of my BROTHER, JAMMING a bit, in the KITCHEN.

2016-02-13 Kitchen Jam Sample Brah [1min,30secs]:

 


“Pamela Brown”  by Tom T. Hall

I’m the guy who didn’t marry pretty Pamela Brown
Educated, well-intentioned, good girl in our town
I wonder where I’d be today if she had loved me too
Probably be driving kids to school

I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown
All of my good times and all my roamin’ around
One of these days I might come ramblin’ through your town
And I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown

I’ve seen the lights of cites and I’ve been inside their doors
I’ve sailed to foreign countries and I’ve walked upon their shores
I guess the guy she married was the best part of my luck
She dug him ’cause he drove a pick-up truck

I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown
All of my good times and all my roamin’ around
One of these days I might come ramblin’ through your town
And I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown

I don’t have to tell you just how beautiful she was
Everything it takes to get a country boy in love
Lord, I hope she’s happy ’cause she sure deserves to be
Especially for what she did for me

I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown
All of my good times and all my roamin’ around
One of these days I might come ramblin’ through your town
And I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown

 

 


“If I Had A Boat”  by Lyle Lovett

If I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

 

If I were Roy Rogers
I’d sure enough be single
I couldn’t bring myself to marrying old Dale
It’d just be me and trigger
We’d go riding through them movies
Then we’d buy a boat and on the sea we’d sail

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

The mystery masked man was smart
He got himself a Tonto
‘Cause Tonto did the dirty work for free
But Tonto he was smarter
And one day said kemo sabe
Kiss my ass I bought a boat
I’m going out to sea

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

And if I were like lightning
I wouldn’t need no sneakers
I’d come and go wherever I would please
And I’d scare ’em by the shade tree
And I’d scare ’em by the light pole
But I would not scare my pony on my boat out on the sea

And if I had a boat
I’d go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I’d ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat

 


 

 

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Lawrence Hall of Face

Saturday, February 13th 2016

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King of DNA Gavin

 

After the gloriously scenic drive to the Lawrence Hall of Science,

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Where the view  of the Bay is THIS stunning

 

 

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And I recreated this iconic shot of me and my brother with my own kids 40 years hence…

 

 

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And the back patio feels like Heaven’s doorstep…

 

 

There was also this:

2016-02-13 Lawrence Hall of Face [1min,12secs]:

 

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Trumpet Pals

February 13th 2016

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Grandpa Bruce, ClaraJane, John Pearson & Gavin

Dad’s love for trumpet is shared by his teacher, the lovely John Pearson (whose accomplishments include recording lead trumpet on the original Star Wars Theme Song).   Dad gifted Gavin a lesson with him while we were visiting Skyline.

 

2016-02-13 Trumpet Pals [1min,10secs]:

 

 

 

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Star Trumpet Lesson

 

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High Five

 

Then after the lesson;

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A Little Levity

 

Thank you John and Grandpa Bruce!  ♥

 

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Old Sacramento – Feb 2016

Wednesday, February 12th 2016

 

Our first morning starts out like any morning; giving the dog his coffee:

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Cognac’s morning

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is now complete.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Down at the station, we fill time waiting for the train:

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Gavin demonstrates Chon-Ji

 

Gavin shares his new “sign” indicating when he does NOT want me to take his picture:

Meanwhile ClaraJane does not mind.

 

Then,

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once on the train

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CJ tattoos Grandpa Bruce

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… in the face.

 

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Old Sacramento Train Station

 

Off to the Train Museum.

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Gavin and Anita lead the way

 

 

Not enough time at the Train Museum, but it was amazing.

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CJ & Anita peer into an old locomotive

 

Afterwards we go for wonderful lunch on this gorgeous old riverboat:

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The Delta King (view from train)

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Riverboat’s history

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Gavin gives me *The Sign* again

 

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He’d rather be reading (always)!

 

A wee bit of shopping:

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for novelties

 

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and Candy Candy Candy

 

 

Then back to the train:

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Boy and Grandpa:  My son and my father – such a trip

 

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ClaraJane worries of us not making it in time

[On the ball; a wonderful traveler and companion.  So rad!]

Back on the train we build with Mommy’s new lego candy bricks:

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Mommy’s structure

 

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Gavin’s structure

 

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and ClaraJane’s

 

What a day.  ♥

 

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Boston to Oakland – February 2016 – Day 1

Thursday, February 11th 2016

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ClaraJane & Daddy head to the gate

 

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ClaraJane uses her activity kit to make Valentines for Grandpa Bruce & Grandma ‘Nita

 

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Anita grows this incredibly cool plant outside the front door in Oakland

 

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Et Voila

 

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ClaraJane & Cassie decide to be friends

 

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Cognac decides he likes Paul

 

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El Paso likes Cognac’s new friend too

 

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Gavin gives Valentines to Bruce & ‘Nita too

 

 

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Cute girls being cute

 

 

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ClaraJane’s Teeny Tiny Tea Party with Grandpa Bruce

 

More to come.

 

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School Punctuality Rant

Wednesday, February 10th 2015

Susan Sarandon

 

Would-be Op-Ed for School [solicited for today’s Council meeting that I’m missing, and recorded here because …I’m a hopeless, helpless nerd]:

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MORNING ARRIVAL – Culture, Respect, Dignity, Workability

BEGIN RANT:

As to the cluster that is the morning arrival traffic circle, once classes are open I don’t see how it’s anyone’s privilege to even enter the circle for anything but “Live Drop-Off.”
I personally never dream of dipping my toe into that *alligator moat* because I don’t believe it makes for a peaceful, dignified, safe or pleasant transition to school.
The underlying problem is what I consider the fallacious myth that “school starts at 7:55am.”
As far as I can tell, 7:55 is the time by which you are *late.*
Classes open at 7:40amyet I don’t see any awareness of this in our culture.
 
This time frame offers students a rightful 15 minutes in which to, for example: struggle out of their snow clothes -hats, gloves- hang them up, change into classroom shoes, dig out communication folders, say hi to friends in the hallway, enter the classroom, greet their teacher, read the board for the day, maybe grab out a book or have a conversation, god forbid go potty… you know, BASIC CIVIL interactions, SOME of which pose tremendous executive functioning challenges to some students and ALL of which promote one of the most essential components of development; BEING IN COMMUNITY.
In my frustrated view it is indecent and unfair to routinely drag our kids to school all harried “just under the bell.”
Of course every family has challenging mornings and blows a deadline sometimes… but it is also obviously ROUTINE for much of our community to practice arriving late –carrying our kids backpacks for them– thumbing our nose to the needs of the teachers, thrusting our frazzled kids on them LATE.  (After the “movie’s already started.”)  These teachers —the true Stars around whose talent our whole world revolves, many of whom routinely arrive at school deep in the pre-dawn hours well before many of us at home begin to stir– these teachers work their daily miracles within the confines of the Commonewealth’s SHORTEST school day.  But we can’t be bothered to come ON TIME??
Parents have said:
 –  “It’s just a few minutes,”
 –  “Having a bowl of cereal with my son is more important,”
 –  “Different people have different challenges,” and more.
ALL TRUE statements.  But NOT excuses for making both the teachers and the students pay for it.
If it’s just a few minutes, a bowl of cereal or a habit… then your morning can -and needs to be- restructured.
How is this not important enough to devote some effort with your family figuring out how to structure things differently?
Can you imagine how ballistic parents would get if we received that kind of regular, disrespectful conduct from the teachers?
We’re all in this together.   Our students’ success is nourished by our partnership, AND deserves it.
Going to school is my kids’ job.
Getting them there is mine.
Personally I am a TOTAL night owl, AND I work late… but I continually work on learning how to get up by -horrors!- 6:30am… in order to for us to be leaving by 7am.
This enables us to arrive at Tobin by 7:30… or even 7:35… when there is still PLENTY of rock star parking on the street… and/or time to walk from around the corner if there isn’t.
NOT ENOUGH TIME FOR BREAKFAST?
No problem; try SCHOOL BREAKFAST! 
Nutritious, delicious and reasonably priced!
We’ve got a new Head Chef in town and kids are raving about the improvement in the food.
Kitchen opens at 7am… your student is welcome anytime.  You can even bring your coffee and join him/her as you each anticipate your day.
How awesome is that!
Final point,  The Tyranny of the Backpack Sherpa:
Once upon a time there was a child who had at her disposal; a backpack, a parent and a school.  For all the time the student went to school, she carried her own backpack.  This made perfect sense because one of the main things she was practicing for at school was her own independence.  BUT lo!  Whenever the parent was around, the child -using black magic- duped the parent into carrying her backpack for her.  And because of the black magic, the parent *felt* like they were helping the child, even though -sadly- it was just not true.   The End. 
This is a MONTESSORI SCHOOL, where our primary job is to FOSTER INDEPENDENCE in the child.  To that end, for the love of all that is holy, can you stop carrying the backpack for them?  Unless you’ve packed them an anvil or some bricks.  Then yes, you carry it.
Finally, to parents who say their students’ punctuality at school is “not that important” (true quote)… I can only invoke Susan Sarandon’s words for those who say Bernie Sanders is unelectable.
END RANT, BEGIN SOLUTIONS:
I think we should start a campaign promoting awareness in the community that:
1)  CLASS OPENS at 7:40am even though that is a particular time in the morning about which you may have an opinion or not agree, it is still a legit fact.
2)  7:55AM is the END TIME by which your student needs to be in class, as important rituals such as announcements begin.
3)  15 MINUTES is a valid and reasonable time frame to enable your student to transition to being mentally, physically, logistically and emotionally ready for a successful day.
4)  A HEALTHY TRANSITION TIME not only supports successful academics, but can be highly enriching in itself, promoting both community (interaction) and independence (self-directed choices).
5)  MONTESSORI CULTURE fosters INDEPENDENCE, such as the fundamental task of carrying one’s own backpack.
6)  BACKPACKS  Please don’t carrying your child’s backpack.  He or she can carry his or her OWN backpack.
7)  THE TRAFFIC CIRCLE will be open to “Live Drop-Off” ONLY from 7:40-8:05am.  Otherwise parking is available in the environs of local neighborhood streets.
8)  EARLY WELCOME:  You are welcome to come early and accompany your child to school breakfast or enjoy free time in the gym any time between 7:05 and 7:40am!
FINAL QUESTION: 
How can we be peaceful, kind, caring, respect self and others, strive for excellence or be our best if we’re LATE!?
Besides, we would miss the Tobin Pledge and it’s a such a great song!
With love,
~Jenn O
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The Tobin Pledge Song

Friday, February 5th 2016

TOBIN PLEDGE SONGWords by Maureen Santoro, Melody by Jennifer Oberhauser, Arrangement by Whitney Simmonds, Commissioned by John Martha-Reynolds

Tobin Pledge ROUND

Pocket mirror design for “reflection…”

 

After writing a melody for our school’s Tobin Pledge back in 2013, it’s been making its way into the school culture by way of being sung every day during morning announcements, available on the school website and the debut of its professional arrangement at last Spring’s Concert, complete with vocal descants and piano accompaniment.  This morning the K-4th grade students performed it again to kick off our annual Winter Concert, to the pitter patter of my swooning heart:

2016-02-05 Tobin Pledge Song in Concert [1:35]:

 

In addition -in reverse chronological order- here is:

7) My write up of today’s Winter Concert (Feb 2016) [pending].

 

6)  My write up of the last Concert in Spring of 2015.

 

5) The re-imagined Tobin Pledge Song’s original debut:

 

4)  Sound file of the technical arrangement by Whitney Simmonds, commissioned by our music teacher, Mr. John Martha-Reynolds:

 

3) Sheet music to the professional arrangement!

 

Tobin Pledge Sheet Music Page 1

Tobin Pledge Composition - Page 2Tobin Pledge Composition - Page 3

 

2) The original track of me singing The Tobin Pledge Song with ukulele for the school website:

 

1)   Finally, the first-ever debut of the Song at Back-to-School Night 2013, teaching it to parents with the help of friends Judy Bright and Lou (“Louis Henry“) Pingitore:

2013-09-12 The Tobin Pledge Song [52 seconds]:

 

 

 

 

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Tobin Winter Concert – 2016

Friday, February 5th 2016

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Pre-Concert Stretches – Photo by Kyle Ramey

 

Selected and (totally biased) highlights from this morning’s Winter Concert at school, including closeups of possibly the two erstwhile most miserable-looking boys, our own Gavin and Miles.  (Followed by my write-up for the school paper, below).

2015-02-05 Tobin Winter Concert 2016 [4:21]:

 

And here are the shots I got of the boys.  First up Gavin:

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Gavin, looking… focused

 

And:

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Miles, looking… somewhere else

 

Miles was looking forlorn beyond belief.   If there was anything ever more sad-funny than seeing Miles, despondent, mouthing words to his alleged *favorite* song -“jingle all the way, oh what fun it is to ride…”- I don’t know what it is.  Sorry Miles!

Here’s the write-up [pending]:

 

 

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Darth Snowflake “Strikes” Again

Wednesday, February 3rd 2016

 

This time it was the cheek.  “Kitten scratched me!” she protests, after mauling the thing herself unremittingly for several minutes.  “And he also said, ‘HHHHAAAA,'” she complains, whimpering in my lap.   (Yes that means, “Knock it off or I cut you!”)

Typical routine; waterworks, minor medical exams (kind of a scratch?), cuddles, learned lessons (maybe?), bandaids, comedy.  Expanding on her growing talent with bandaids, this time ClaraJane’s got it covered:

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I can’t see!

 

Forgiveness -on either side- did not take long.

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“I can’t stay mad at you.” …”Me neither. I love you!”

 

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