I sing to a dead coyote to gain safe passage to the void. I ask it for help: to be my guide. Others join the song and the void opens.
Ah, but if somehow you could pack up your sorrows,
And give them all to me,
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me.
Museum of Modern Art
Pack Up Your Sorrows by Richard and Mimi Fariña
Accompaniment: Aron Epstein, Arin Rusch, and Sam Streed
New York, NY
March 24, 2011
Duration: 2 hrs
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