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| "Love Song For A Stranger" |
| Sung by Joan Baez |
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| Susan's Poetry In Motion |
| The daughter of Quaker academics, Joan Baez grew up in California where she developed her social consciousness and her love of music at a relatively tender age. Picking up the ukelele, Joan made her debut at the high school talent show when she was fourteen, performing ths song, "Honey Love". When her father landed a job at M.I.T. a few years later, Baez began performing in the Boston area, and fell into the nascent folk scene developing around Cambridge's Club 47. Baez chose manager Manny Greenbill after rejecting an offer to be represented by high profile manager Albert Grossman..Again rejecting a potentially more lucrative offer from Columbia Records, she signed with a smaller folk label Vanguard, which first released her performances at the Newport Folk Festival, and then released her first album "Joan Baez" in 1960. Baez has matured dramatically as a musician, developing her skills as songwriter and instrumentalist as well as connecting her with later generations of singer songwriters. She was an inspiration for my songs, "The Last Thing She Expected"...as well as "The Ballad Of Stevie Ray" and "The Lonely Guitar". |
| "The Only Stranger That I Need" |
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| From The song/poetry collection of Susan Jane Kahon |
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| Loneliness is a disease, and you are the cure... I sit and think of ways to show that I care... My body waits in silence, hoping you're near... And I feel the stillness, without you, everywhere It's hard to live, without your soft velvet touch It's when you leave, it's then that I truly see... That life seems so empty...so very alone... You just don't know what you do mean to me... Colours of the fall, they silently creep in my head.. And the whole world stops revolving so suddenly... I wish you were still the stranger that I once knew... When you first found yourself...loving me... I saw you standing there, in a bed of wild roses... You picked a lonely rose, just for me to hold... You smiled and called me your Indian maid And you said that you were my warrior bold.... So many identities and odd memories I keep We played all the roles, that lovers often do... Now I'm needing your stranger's soft, gentle touch again And no stranger on earth, but you will ever do... So, put your arms around me, long, hard and strong.. Please embrace me with your heart, deep within... You know you're the only stranger I've needed.. And I remember all the good that you've been... written By Susan Jane Kahon October 8 2003 ICYU 6:59pm Recovered: Feb. 12th, 2024 Some Links & Counters may no longer be Active! Copyrighted 2024 |
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| All music is copyrighted. Please support the artist by purchasing her cds. Thank You. |
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