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Rod & Kubby. Photo by Bob Gentry, ©2002 by Stanyan Entertainment Group.

A Thought for Today

I'd as soon lie down with sleeping bears as track the does by moonlight.

-from "Caught In The Quiet"

 

.ASK ROD

Neither rain nor sleet . . .

Later this week I’ll be heading off to San Francisco for next Monday night’s performance but before I go I thought I’d see if the send button on my e-mail screen is still in working order.

WITH SIX YOU GET EGG ROLL

Dear Rod, For years now I've been reading your poetry and listening to your music. For the last couple of years I've had to sit here while my friend Rita went off to see your concerts. Finally I get a chance to see you live and in person. I'm looking forward to the concert in Illinois and am hoping that after the concert I might get a chance to meet you.

I just can't let Rita (the bitch) have all the fun (just kidding). But if
you're half the man you must be from all your poetry than maybe you'll want to come back to the apartment and let six women take care of all your needs. I double dog dare ya.

Rita said she'd even try to find some tomatoes and Vidalia onions, but they aren't in season. I am so looking forward to seeing you and getting you to autograph An Outstretched Hands for me. Rita gave me a copy of that last Christmas. Love You! Bea


Dear Bea: Maybe I should have titled your letter “The Bitch is Back”: Thanks so much for coming to Glenn Ellyn. It was a pleasure meeting and greeting you face to face and thanks for bringing Rita.

Boy could we have used her tomatoes and onions. By the time Bob and I got back to the hotel we were starving to death, the snow was falling and room service had closed. All either of us had eaten all day was a burger at sound check. Fortunately we were in receipt of Jana's vodka and a tin of cookies I'd been given so before Bob retired to his room for the evening we shared martinis and cookies. Ah, the glamorous life of being an entertainer.

As for six women taking care of my needs, if I had thought for a minute any of you cooked I might have taken you up on it. Five on a given night is about my limit but I probably could have passed one of you off to Bob (not that at his age he needs the practice.) Cheers, Rod

ANN IN ARIZONA

Dear Rod, A friend I met three years ago introduced me to your music and words. I am 55 years old and love music and the beautiful words so many are blessed with the creativity to write. Your words are some of the most touching I have ever heard. Your CD's now play in my car and at home.

My life has not been easy. I have been married for 36 years and my husband has been sick for 20 of them. His story is one of great strength and the power of the mind to survive the tortures of illness. My story is that I have done all that was required of me and have survived only through the help of someone like yourself who provides the words to cry by and to dream by.

My friend is 57 and a Vietnam Vet. He has seen many hard times and your words have brought him much comfort over the years. He and I share a friendship built on two lonely people who love the beauty of the written word and who have suffered greatly in their life. I live on the East coast and he has moved to Arizona.

I have such a strong desire to hear you in person and I know that your performances are few and mostly on the West coast. If you would consider Arizona at any time in the future I will be on the first plane out! I can only imagine the joy we (my friend and I) would feel at the privilege of listening to your words in person and together.

I write you these words to let you know how much an impact you have had in two human beings existence's, to let you know that we appreciate your work, and enjoy it every day. Thank you for sharing your inner self with all of us I wish you good health and peace. Ann Sideri



Dear Ann: Being a caregiver to someone you care about over a long period of time is one of the most difficult and unenviable tasks anyone can imagine. Twenty years is a major part of anyone's lifetime and while I'm flattered that you give my words credit for being of help I doubt they would have made any difference without your own inner strength and resolve.

That we are never given anything we can't handle may by now be a cliché but I believe it to be true. And, how nice that you have a friend you can lean on, though based on what you tell me about his experiences in Vietnam it sounds like you manage to help hold him up as well. How difficult it is for any of us to find 'someone special' that we can share our problems and joys with.

Bringing stability and comfort to two diverse relationships may at times seem challenging but the rewards for helping others are enormous and far outweigh any difficulties we encounter by doing so. I guess what I'm trying to say is 'Thank You' for letting me be of use and for writing to tell me your story.

I hope one day I'll be appearing in Arizona and be given the chance to say 'thanks' in person. My best to the three of you. With affection, Rod

VISITING THE UK

Just discovered you on the net. Glad you are well and performing again. How about a concert in England? It is over 20 years since we saw you over here! Take care and sleep warm, Valerie Beeston

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Hi Rod: I was at a concert you gave in Coventry, England many years ago, so long ago I can't remember the date. What are the chances of you ever giving another concert over here? It would be great. Warmest regards, Jim Callaghan


Dear Valerie & Jim: Ah! The nearly daily letter regarding my next visit to Great Britain. What would I do without them? And today there are two, count them, two.

So far, despite all the requests no British promoter has come forward to offer me a tour of The British Isles but I'm packed and ready to go when it does happen.

Trust me I’m saving all your letters, now if I can just find a concert presenter in England to drop the pact on. Thanks for keeping the faith. Warmly, Rod

WOOF

Dear Mr. McKuen: I believe I ran across a book written by you in the early 70's called "We Bark at Midnight." Is this a title of yours? It was a most unusual book; I recall a hole in the middle of the cover, words written along the margin etc.

As a baby boomer that loves all your work, have I lost my mind? I have searched for this book for years to no avail. I would appreciate a response when the time is right for you. Kindly, Kathy Collins.

Dear Kathy: Thanks for your letter and for the question. Alas I think you might be barking up the wrong tree on this one. They say everyone has a double in life and perhaps that other Rod McKuen is the author of "We Bark at Midnight."

By the way, what a great title for a vampire flick? All my best,
Rod

SOMEPLACE GREEN

Hello Rod, Did you record a song called "Someplace Green"? My father was sure you did, but I can't find it anywhere. He is a big fan of yours and I want to find him this song. Please let me know. Thanks so much, Carrie

Dear Carrie: I wrote and first recorded "Someplace Green" way back in the early sixties. It's made its way onto several of my LP’s and was even a 45RPM single.

Try a good used record store and I'll bet you find “Someplace Green” featured on more than one album in my section. Thanks for writing and say hello to dad. Warmly, Rod

CHANNING WAY

I need your help. Back in the early 70's my best friend gave me a book of your poems. It has long since been lost. There was one poem in particular that I am looking for but I don't know the name of it. All I can remember is that it was about heartfelt love and it said, "the ones who do the most damage are the ones seen in passing cars. . .”

I am desperately seeking one of your books with that poem in it. Any help you can give me will be greatly appreciated. I'm at a time in my life where I have teenagers of my own and your book of poems gave me something so special that I want to find it and give it to my 16 year old daughter who is a hopeless romantic like me and if it gives her just half the insight into her heart that it gave me, it will be worth it. (whatever the cost) Sharon Lackey


Dear Sharon: The poem is entitled "Channing Way, 1". It first appeared in "Stanyan Street & Other Sorrows" and later in "Valentines." Both books are available from Stanyan By Mail.

I'm delighted that you have helped spawn a 'sixteen year old romantic' and even happier that you want to pass my poetry on to her. With affection, Rod

A NEW BOOK

Rod, Where the hell are you these days. Do us all a favor, and find someone to publish your work. I KNOW you can. I've lived all these years with your work, and your "words" and miss them. I have most all of your books, but, I need " to spend awhile more with you" , I believe you, yourself, have used that last phrase. Bonnie

Dear Bonnie, Thanks for caring enough to write.

Check out Stanyan By Mail online, there's a link to it below. You'll discover I published a new book last year with (surprise) the title "A Safe Place to Land." It even contains a double CD, I'm working (slowly) on another one. Warmly, Rod


Today we celebrate the birth date of among others, the dazzling diva Maria Callas and Tuesday the darling devo Ozzy Osbourne turns a year older.

More mail tomorrow and another Christmas card from past years. Sleep warm.

RM 11/02/2002 1:24AM

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Rod's random thoughts The leanest naked body is the work of God and therefore a love object.

I forgive my friends everything twice; only then do I begin to worry.

So few promises are kept these days that credibility must be stitched together from half-truths. That should not cause despair, only diligence.

THE COUNTERPOINT OF CAROLS
The 1958 Christmas Card

Now softly come the minstrels
heads bowed into hymnals
caroling for cookies and safe smiles.
We owe them more than candy
for the redness of their ears alone.

Faint footsteps down the hill and gone,
their music dying through the trees
as back to Bach we go
       on phonographs and radios.

The needlepoint of patchwork quilts,
the counterpoint of carols.

Novembers come and gone too soon
there are so many quarrels
that we haven't finished,
and they might lessen
       in the January rain.

Quarrel in December?
      Never.
November comes up every year.
This Christmas comes but once.

I am not master of the holly,
nor are you mistress to the fire.
Still, together we're the Christmas people
and dancing down the year-end has its merits.

We can fire our memories as the Yule logs burn
             and give away our secrets
        each in turn.

Never mind what Whitman said,
proud music of the storm never kept the nations quiet;
lovers each to each do that -
      they know that wars don't work forever.

Merry then and Alleluia too,
I love you just as much as I love Christ.
          No.
    More.
He opened up my life for me.
You unlocked the final door.

-from "Twelve Years of Christmas", 1969

 
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