Each Train of Thought volume brings you spoken word creations, exceptional music, and extended excerpts from other podcasts we’ve found—and liked. The following liner notes tell you about the works and you can click the selection for more information. Thanks for listening!
He didn’t know how to talk to her, so he wrote her a poem in which he compared her to—a freight train, the Burlington Northern, Southbound out of Fort Collins. Let’s see how that worked out. Story by Bruce Holland Rogers, read by John Shea, and scored by Bobby Crew.
Big voice, sublime Mediterranean vibe, and perfect for your al fresco Spotify playlist. One critic said, “Don’t look for meaning in his compositions—they’re songs for the sake of songs!” This piece is called, “Alle Prese con una Verde Milonga“ ©2001 Paolo Conte. (used by permission) Click more for the Spotify link.
It’s always a wonderful moment preparing to board!… pistol in one hand, naked cutlass in another: So says Capt. Blood who despite his hideous reputation, is actually a regular sort of chap—the type who likes to whip up a festive Catalan dinner for the Crew after a satisfying raid. Written by the late, great Donald Barthleme, performed by Phillip Clarke, and produced by Jeff Knowles for Train of Thought.
Steve has been a major player/arranger in NY and LA as well as a dean at Berklee College of Music. He’s worked with The Yellow Jackets, Stevie Wonder, Kenny Loggins and Fleetwood Mac. This volume borrows his track, Hunting, as well as —The Big Ending Piece of Music.
ON HOPE is the simple title of a fascinating story written by Spencer Holst. It tells of a Gypsy animal trainer and a “demon monkey” who steals the Hope Diamond. Cedering Fox’s resonant voice takes you there. Author, Holst leaves you in dangerous waters, swimming with a very confused shark.
After World War One, some guys sat around a conference table and invented Yugoslavia. This sort of thing seldom ends well. In 1989 I took a wrong turn in Trieste and wound up on a tour from hell. Of course, I had no idea of what hell was. “This Train,” is played on an eleven-stringed Persian instrument called an “Oud.”
Planes disappearing, foreign wars raging, and the only fish biting were the sharks. When the visions commenced, followed by an elusive rain, the townsfolk ripped open their roofs and celebrated. Renowned Australian writer, David Brooks conjured this surrealistic tale. ©1992
Get ready for a “clattering onslaught of thought…big overloaded boxcars of thought, thoughts linked together and barreling by—” Writer, Bernard Cooper is based in Hollywood. This piece first appeared in the ” Gettysburg Review ” for a special issue on trains and railroads.
I’m a mechanical man Got a mechancial style A mechanical tan and a mechanical smile well a long seasonal rain put a bad rock in my roll and a blue metal refrain in my mechanical soul (chorus) I’m no coming, attraction from some dubious galaxy I’m no starman, in action just mechanical me In an Austrian town in a Teslanian mode I