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Willie Nelson: “Every show is a blessing”

Thursday, May 23rd, 2013

“Since life is a journey, let’s think of it as a road trip.  Ahead of you are untold opportunities for joy, learning, sharing, and a lot of fantastic sunsets and sunrises.  And every one of these opportunities will be at the intersection of your trip and a road called Now.

Unlike a real highway, it’s not a problem if you doze off and coast right through the corner of Now and Happiness avenues, because life is an infinite progression of these intersections, and each of them holds opportunity, surprise, and the promise of a smile.

But if you’re asleep at the wheel your whole life, you’re gonna miss a lot of places called Now.

Thousands of pages and millions of words have been written about living in the moment, but it is not a complicated idea.  All you have to do is open your eyes — and all your senses – to the world around you.

The easiest mistake on earth is to forget to appreciate what you have right now.

Take last year, for instance, when my hand started  knotting up on me and I found it almost impossible to play guitar.   I went to see a bunch of doctors and they got worried looks on their faces, and that put a worried look on my face, and that got my band and crew looking really worried.   When I don’t work, they don’t work.  And we all like to work. 

So I had to take a few months off for surgery.  And while my hand was healing more slowly than I wanted it to, I had a of time to appreciate all those gigs that I’d sometimes let myself think were just the okay gigs.

Away from the road, I realized that every show is a blessing.

I’m not trying to say that nothing goes wrong in my life.  Or in yours.  Your love life may not be perfect — okay, chances are your love life is definitely NOT perfect.   Work may have something lacking, and you may be a few coins shy of that Jamaican vacation you’ve been dreaming about.   But those are not causes of unhappiness.   Those are distractions, obstacles, and challenges to overcome.

You may carry a big chip on your shoulder about things that happened to you in the past, but that chip is nothing but a weight that’s anchoring you to intersections you’ve already passed.   Quit looking in the rear view mirror and set your sights on the road ahead.”

– The Tao of Willie
   a Guide to the Happiness in Your Heart
   by Willie Nelson, with Turk Pipkin

“Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die” by Willie Nelson

Wednesday, May 22nd, 2013

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Willie Nelson’s life may already seem like an open book, thanks to his rich country songwriting catalog. Now he’s reflecting on his brilliant career and his colorful friends in a new memoir, Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die, published by Harper Collins. Here are three excerpts.

Nashville I went to Nashville because Nashville was the marketplace, and if you wanted to succeed in country music you had to go to Nashville — so I went to Nashville. I drove there from Houston in a ’51 Buick. I had been teaching guitar at Paul Buskirk’s music studio. I taught a class where I had about twelve full-time students. I loved teaching guitar. I could play pretty good, so I would knock out a few blues licks to impress the class, then jump into Mel Bay’s book and teach little fingers to play. It was and still is a great way to teach. By the time you went through the first book, you had learned a lot about reading music, and I was learning as much as I was teaching.

I had just recorded “Night Life” with Paul Buskirk’s band. He was the best rhythm guitar player I had ever heard. Dean “Deanie Bird” Reynolds played great upright bass, and I played lead guitar. I had also just written “Family Bible,” which was recorded by Claude Gray. I sold the song for fifty dollars, because I needed the money to pay my rent. The song went to No. 1 on the Billboard charts. So when I hit Nashville, I had a record and a No. 1 song.

I met Hank Cochran at a bar called Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge, which is right across the alley from the Ryman Auditorium, the home of the Grand Ole Opry. All the artists and musicians who played the Grand Ole Opry would spend a lot of time at Tootsie’s. It’s where I met Faron Young, who turned out to be a great friend and who recorded my song “Hello Walls,” which became his biggest hit.

Tootsie’s was also where I met Charlie Dick, who was married to the great Patsy Cline. He heard and liked one of my records on the jukebox, so I played him a tape of “Crazy.” He took me to Patsy’s house and woke her up so she could hear it, too. I remember I was embarrassed to go into their house — it was past midnight — so I stayed in the car. She came out and made me come in, and she recorded “Crazy” the next week. It was the biggest jukebox song of all time.

Back to Hank Cochran — Hank heard me jamming with Jimmy Day and Buddy Emmons one night in Tootsie’s. He was a writer for Pamper Music, which was owned by Ray Price and Hal Smith. Also, there were Harlan Howard, Ray Pennington, Don Rollins and Dave Kirby. All great writers. Hank had a fifty-dollar-a-week raise coming but told Hal Smith to hire me as a writer and give me the fifty dollars-a-week instead. It was fantastic, and I thought I had hit the big time!

There is a new singer in town who has a great voice and a good heart and is doing really well. His name is Jamey Johnson, and he is doing an album of Hank Cochran songs. Hank wrote some great songs, like “Make the World Go Away” and “A Little Bitty Tear.” We did one the other night that I had only recently heard for the first time called “Livin’ for a Song.” It was me, Jamey and Kris Kristofferson singing on that one. I’m glad Jamey is kicking the can on down the road, so people don’t forget Hank and people like him. Thank you, Hank, wherever you are.

Bass 101 The best country singer of all time was, and still is, Ray Price. His bass player Donny Young, who later became Johnny Paycheck, quit and I was hired to replace him. I had never played bass in my life, but when Ray asked me if I could play bass I said, “Can’t everybody?” Jimmy Day tried to teach me on the way from Nashville to Winchester, Virginia, which was Patsy Cline’s hometown. It was a struggle for us both. Johnny Bush played drums for Ray, but I played bass, so he was screwed from the get-go. I asked Ray later how long it took him to realize I was no bass player. He said the first night, but he kept me around, so thank you, Ray.

Ray had his band dressed in pink and blue Nudie suits with sequins. Donny was about fifty pounds lighter than I was, so the suit was a little snug, but after a while on the bus eating truck-stop food, it began to fit better. I opened with the band and sang a few Hank Williams songs and told a couple of Little Jimmy Dickens’ jokes. Then I would introduce Ray. Most of the way through my show there was a lot of heckling, like “Where’s Ray? We paid to see Ray Price!” It was a very humbling experience. I understood very well what they meant, and I too was glad when Ray came on. Later, when Johnny Bush opened for me, he had to listen to, “Where’s Willie? We paid to see Willie!” It’s all funny now. We actually have a new CD called Young at Heart coming out next year. Here I go plugging my music again. Bite me.

Ray Price helped us out on the CD and sang great, as usual, but he’s been a little under the weather lately. He told me he had to cut back. His exact words were “I’m only living six days a week now.” Now that’s funny!

Highwaymen I met Waylon Jennings one night in Phoenix, Arizona, at an all-night restaurant next to the Holiday Inn where I was staying. We hit it off pretty good right from the start. We were both from Texas and were already called “outlaws.” I don’t know about Waylon, but I ate it up. It was good for my image. Waylon asked me if I thought he should go to Nashville. I asked him how much money he was making in Phoenix, and he said four hundred a week. I told him to stay where he was. I was getting like five hundred a night, but the commissions, hotel, fuel, food, and traveling took it all. I thought he had a better gig than I did. Fortunately, he didn’t listen to me.

We stayed great friends all the way. We disagreed on almost everything and argued like old married people. We were on different drugs. He liked speed, and
I didn’t like speed. I was going too fast already.

The Highwaymen tours were the most fun I ever had before or since. Kris and Waylon would argue about politics; [Johnny Cash] and I would laugh a lot. Later on they would call me just to hear a good joke. I loved John and Waylon. They are dearly missed to this day. Kris and his wife, Lisa, came by this week on his way to somewhere. He looked great. We laughed a lot, burned one down and solved all the world’s problems. I love you, Kris; you’re the real deal!

From Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die by Willie Nelson. Reprinted courtesy of Harper Collins.

This day in Willie Nelson History: “The Tao of Willie: A Guide to the Happiness in your Heart” released (May 9, 2006)

Thursday, May 9th, 2013

On May 9, 2006, Gotham Books released “The Tao Of Willie: A Guide To The Happiness In Your Heart.” Willie Nelson co-wrote the book with Turk Pipkin.

The Tao of Willie: A Guide to the Happiness in Your Heart (Unabridged)
by Willie Nelson, with Turk Pipkin

The funny thing about advice is that no matter how good it is, most people are gonna do what they want anyway. That’s why my general philosophy has been never to miss an opportunity to shut up. So now that I’m writing a book in which I’m constantly giving advice, I must remind you to read the warning label on my bottle of wisdom.

Because something works for me doesn’t mean it will work for you, especially in large doses.

When a doctor prescribes a medicine, he doesn’t suggest you take the whole bottle, and neither does my part-time gynecologist alter ego, Doctor Booger Nelson.

Speaking of Doctor Nelson, did you hear about the woman who was such a fan of country music that she has a tattoo of Merle Haggard done in a very delicate spot, high on her right thigh, and a tattoo of Waylon Jennings high on the other other thigh.

Worried that the two tattoos weren’t recognizable, she slips off her undies, lifts her skirt to a guy in a bar, and says, “Can you tell who that is?”

So the guy puts on his glasses, looks real close, and says, ” I don’t know who those other two guys are, but the one in the middle is Willie Nelson!”

When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.” — Willie Nelson

Thursday, May 9th, 2013


Photo: Sam Jones

Willie Nelson has changed the lives of thousands of people, including my own. More important, Willie Nelson also changed his life — and I do mean for the better. After beating his hard head against the music business in Nashville during the fifties and sixties, Willie was on hard times. He’d long ago sold some of his best songs — like “Night Life” and “Family Bible” — for a few tens in folding money. His house in Nashiville had burned down, and he was sick and tired of trying to be something that he was not.

Making the wisest decision of his life, Willie decided that he cared more about his family, friends, and simply making music than he did about trying to be a star. Moving home to Texas he wrapped himself in a concern of indifference to oher people’s opionions, and eventually unfolded his new wings and soared.

Willie puts it a little more simply.

“When I started counting my blessings,” he says, “my whole life turned around.”

– Turk Pipkin
Introduction, “The Tao of Willie”
by Willie Nelson, with Turk Pipkin

Willie Nelson, “Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die”

Tuesday, April 16th, 2013

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Willie Nelson’s new memoir is largely episodic, made up of random Musings From the Road, as the book’s subtitle reads. In many ways, it reads like cloudy memories and sudden observations churned up during a dreamy, long, twilight reverie fueled by thick clouds of fragrant ganja smoke.

The fully-titled Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die also includes many photographs from over the years. Many of these are also dreamlike images and have never been published before.

The book itself is slim and modest, perhaps 6 by 9 inches, even in hardback, and — at only 175 pages long — is almost the size of a prayer book. I’m sort of surprised that this book wasn’t published on special rolling papers bound into a deluxe hemp folder.

It is best read episodically, a tiny bit at a time, rather than being absorbed in one rapid gulp. Small bites are good, like nibbles of popcorn during a leisurely, slow-paced movie.
By now, so many decades into his fabled life and career, Willie fans pretty much know what to expect from him. And he does not let his readers down with his Musings From the Road.
Kinky Friedman’s foreword to the book also does not disappoint. In summing up Willie’s abandonment of Nashville for Texas, he writes, “Willie told the Nashville music establishment the same words Davy Crockett had told the Tennessee political establishment: ‘Y’all can go to hell — I’m going to Texas.’”

Willie’s voice in the book is that of a gentle and knowing, but aging wise-ass. With a sense of humor. Here’s one of his jokes I can repeat here:

“A drunk fell out of a second-floor window. A guy came running up and asked, ‘What happened?’ The drunk said, ‘I don’t know. I just got here.’”

This amounts to a surprisingly succinct account of Willie’s life and career, told through his remembrances and sections told by his wife, children, other relatives, his band and many of his friends. And also many of the lyrics to his songs. It amounts to a scrapbook summary of his childhood, his adulthood, his family, his band and his life in music.
He begins with memories of a happy childhood in Abbott, Texas, where he and sister Bobbie were raised by their grandparents after their parents more or less went their own way. They grew up in an atmosphere of love, the church and music. Bobbie is still in Willie’s band and cooks for him on the bus. They return to Abbott as often as possible.
Willie recalls he began drinking and smoking at age 6. He would gather a dozen eggs, take them to the grocery store and trade them for a pack of Camel cigarettes. He preferred Camels, because he liked the picture of the camel on the pack. “After all, I was only 6. They were marketing directly to me!”

He became addicted to both cigarettes and drinking and finally kicked both habits — especially after his lungs began hurting — and traded them for a life of weed. After he was busted in Texas for weed, he formed the Teapot Party, which advocates legalization and he writes quite a bit about that in the book. He has, he writes, lost many friends and relatives to cigarettes and alcohol, but he knows of no marijuana fatalities.

He is happiest now, he writes, in his house’s hideout room on Maui, which his brother-in-law named “Django’s Orchid Lounge.” The “Orchid Lounge” part, of course, is obvious, from the Nashville beer joint where Willie got his Nashville start. “Django” is from the great gypsy guitarist Django Reinhardt, whom Willie feels is the greatest guitarist of all time. Ray Price, by the way, is Willie’s choice for the greatest country singer of all time.

Willie loves to sit in his Django’s Orchid Lounge and play dominoes and poker and chess with many of his Maui friends and such visitors as Ziggy Marley and Woody Harrelson while wife Annie cooks for everyone.

In addition to the photographs, Willie’s son, Micah, contributes several drawings.

Since the book is episodic, I can be, too. Here is my favorite self-description by Willie: “I have been called a troublemaker a time or two. What the hell is a troublemaker? you ask. Well, it’s someone who makes trouble; that’s what he came here to do, and that’s what he does, by God. Like it or not, love it or not, he will stir it up. Why? Because it needs stirring up! If someone doesn’t do it, it won’t get done, and you know you love to stir it up. … I know I do.”

Listen carefully to the music and the words of Willie. He is one of the few true giants to inhabit country music, and — when he and his few remaining fellow giants are gone — there’ll be no live artists remaining to remind the world of the true truth and majesty of great country music.

Read article here.

Willie Nelson’s new best seller: “Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die”

Thursday, March 21st, 2013

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By Martin Chilton

Willie Nelson’s memoir certainly has an entertaining title and there’s a lot of fun to be had in Roll Me Up And Smoke Me When I Die.

The book has been a hit in the USA – quickly reaching the top 10 bestseller list of the New York Times – and it’s an enjoyable romp. It’s a curious mix of diary items, reminiscences and family recollections but what ties it all together is the rather charming and rambling voice of one of the great modern musicians of America.

There is a lot for the music fan including his sometimes enlightening verdicts on fellow musicians. “Billy Jo Shaver is in the same league as Kris Kristofferson and Hank Williams,” Nelson declares.

The anecdotes are enjoyable. I liked his tale of taking a year off to write songs and fund himself by raising hogs on a farm in Ridgetop, Tennessee. First the hogs escaped the pen, then he placed the feeders and the water troughs too close to each other. He recalls with humour that he lost “a minor fortune”, writing: “The Pigs wouldn’t get any exercise because they didn’t have to walk and they got so fat they were rupturing – they were literally falling out of their own asses.”

He throws in lots of jokes, too. Most are not for the delicate but the singer, who is 80 next year, can be pretty corny. An example? “I enjoyed the Olympics – there should be one for seniors called the LIMPics.”

Fuzzy and pleasant homespun wisdom is scattered throughout the book, with advice such as “If you want to change, you can. Failure is not fatal.” My favourite was “anyone who can remain calm in all this confusion just doesn’t understand the situation.”

Although the book has a wonderfully relaxed style – “I digress. Where was I? Oh yeah, guns” he writes at one point – he deals with interesting political issues such as the consequences of taking away small family farms and the essential powerlessness of Barack Obama (a man he knows and likes).

There is a foreword by Kinky Friedman and some fine illustrations by his son Micah, including a lovely one of Nelson’s musical hero Django Reinhardt.

Some of the nicest bits are about his upbringing in Abbott, Texas, when he was smoking from the age of six and would go out and fight swarms of bumblebees.

The essential message of Roll Me Up And Smoke Me When I Die is his repeated plea: “don’t be an asshole!” – and it’s hard to argue with that.

Roll Me Up And Smoke Me When I Die by Willie Nelson (HarperCollinsUS, £14.36)

The Sound of Austin: Portraits by Mathew Sturtevant

Sunday, March 17th, 2013

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The Sound of Austin: Portraits by Mathew Sturtevant

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Farm Aid: A Song for America (2005) (forward by Willie Nelson)

Tuesday, March 12th, 2013

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FARM AID: A SONG FOR AMERICA  features in-depth interviews with Farm Aid President and Founder Willie Nelson, as well as board members Neil Young, John Mellencamp and Dave Matthews, who offer their reflections about food, family farming and music, revealing the depth of their personal and family commitment. Readers are given a front row seat at the performances of the vast and varied roster of Farm Aid performers — from Arlo Guthrie and Bob Dylan to Eddie Van Halen, Phish, and Sheryl Crow.

*STAR*Farm Aid: A Celebration of the American Family Farm. Ed. by Holly George-Warren. Sept. 2005. 

Twenty years ago, Willie Nelson decided to have an all-star, open-air concert to call attention to the plight of American family farmers, then being squeezed off the land in record numbers by low commodity prices and high short-term indebtedness. In less than a month, the first Farm Aid concert occurred, and a long-term support system was born. The most impressive organizational fact in this lavish, compelling overview is that Farm Aid has only seven employees, not counting any of the musicians and technicians involved in the concerts, who all donate their work. The most impressive revelation about Farm Aid for most readers will probably be the range of work by and on behalf of farmers that it supports between concerts. Spot cash relief for families too strapped to buy groceries, crisis counseling for farmers who lose hope and even the will to live, financial advice and political advocacy, efforts to foster organic farming and cooperation and understanding between farmer and eater (the latter word is strongly preferred to the cold, economic label consumer), encouragement of local specialty farming (i.e., of particular varieties of a food crop)–Farm Aid backs all this and more, and working farmers and writers including Wendell Berry and Jim Hightower discuss it here. Filling out one of the meatiest, most satisfying books of the year are long interviews with Farm Aid musician-directors Nelson, Neil Young, John Mellencamp, and Dave Matthews; sidebars about repeat Farm Aid concert performers, staff, and attendees; poems and song lyrics about farming; and hundreds of pictures, the large majority in color. –Ray Olson

Willie Nelson interview: new book, new album (2002)

Friday, March 8th, 2013

by Robert Digiacomo
Atlantic City Press

Willie Nelson likes telling jokes. He’s included plenty of them in his new book “The Facts of Life and Other Dirty Jokes” (Random House), a sequel of sorts to his autobiography “Willie.”

“The Facts of Life” is a compilation of anectdotes from the road, song lyrics surveying Nelson’s career, and, of course, his jokes, which fall into basic categories: dirty, as the book’s title suggests, and the dumb blond variety.

The bearded, ponytailed singer/songwriter — as well known in the last decade for his Farm Aid benefits and tax battles with the Internal Revenue Service as for his music — wasn’t worried about offending his readers, though.

“I was married to a blond for a long time and I have a blond daughter,” says Nelson, who is appearing at 7 p.m., Sunday, January 27 at the Tropicana. “Most of the blond jokes I’ve heard from them. I don’t think the blondes are offended. I don’t think they get half of them.”

All joking aside, Nelson, who has written the lyrics to ‘Crazy,’ ‘Hellow Walls,’ ‘On the Road Again’ and ‘Always on My Mine,’ among hundreds of others, uses the book’s 202 pages most effectively as a showcase for his songwriting.

“I think songs on paper — words on paper without the melodies — have a different impact and a different impression,” says Nelson, who was recently inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame. “I wanted to see if mine came off just as well…. as they did with melodies.”

For his newly released album “The Great Divide” (Lost Highway) though, nelson took a different tack. He wrote only the title cut, choosing instead to record a collection of songs by other writers.

The album has been likened to Santana’s ‘Supernatural’ in its multigenerational assemblage of behind-the-scenes talent.

Among its 12 cuts are three songs by matchbox twenty’s Rob Thomas, who co-wrote the hit ‘mooth’ for Santana, as well as tune by longtime Elton John collaborator Bernie Taupin and Cyndi Lauper (a cover of ‘Time After Time’).

Making guest appearances are Sheryl Crow, Lee Ann Womack, Kid Rock, Brian McKnight, Alison Krauss and Bonnie Raitt.

“It was all part of the information I had — it’s hard to disregard a guy who just sold 10 million albums,” Nelson says of his working with Rob Thomas. “Naturally, that was there, but it wasn’t the main reason I did it. I like the way he produced and what he did with matchbox twenty. It wasn’t just for the Santana success, but that was in the corner of my mind.”

The Country Music Hall of Famer says he relied heavily on producer Matt Serletic to assemble the writers and material.

“I tried not to get in his way,” Nelson says. “I believe if you have enough faith in a guy to say ‘produce me,’ you ought to let him do it. I looked forward to seeing what those guys would come up with.”

Despite the mix of writers, the album manages to make a personal statement about reaching a certain stage in your life.

“I think a lot of the songs have to do with the more mature audience,” Nelson says. “There’s a lot fo songs like ‘This Face’ and ‘Recollection Phoenix’ that are talking about everyone aging a little bit.”

‘This Face’ is especially poignant, opening with: ‘This face is all I hav worn n and lived in/Lines beneath my eyes, they’re like old friends/ and this old heart’s been beaten up/ My ragged soul, it’s had things rough. In fact, the emotions were so raw that Nelson wasn’t sure he wanted to record it.

“I wasn’t sure it might be calling too much attention to something, or people might think I was going for sympathy or something,” he explains.

Given the tilt of some of the material, Nelson’s label has high expectations the album will reach beyond a country audience to achieve crossover success.

For his first collection of new material in five years, Nelson has switched labels within Universal, from Island Def Jam to Lost Highway.

The new label not too coincidentally also released the hugely successful soundtrack to the move “O Brother, Where Art Though.”

“I wasn’t sure about it,” Nelson says of the change. “They convinced me Lost Highway was a good label. I started hearing good things about them. They had done the ‘O Brother Where Art Though’ record. Well, I said, ‘nothing wrong with that’ — it was like the Santana thing.”

The new label’s enthusiastic backing has helped to gain crucial radio support for Nelson, who, along with Waylon Jennings and Tompall Glaser, in the 1970s became known as one of country’s outlaws — traditional country artists who were ignored by the Nashville establishment.

“I think it’s a compliment to be called an outlaw, a guy trying to be independent and do his own thing,” says Nelson, whose first single is the duet ‘Mendocino County Line’ with Womack. “I know there’s a lot of them out there trying to do it. The opposition is probably as strong today or maybe stronger than when I first started singing.”

“I’ve been talking the last week to countles country music radio stations — they’re all waiting for The Great Divide, and I expect it will get more play. This is one of those cases where the record company is really behind it.”

Having yet another new release makes choosing his set list for his live shows that much more difficult.

And there’s likely to be more Nelson music in the near future — the versatile performer has four other albums in the can: reggae and jazz releases, as well as tribute albums to Hank Williams and Ray Price.

“Every night I do a lot of the older songs and a lot of newer song,” Nelson says. “When I do an album, I add them to the show. I have to figure out where to drop. It’s always hard to decide.”

It’s Norml to Smoke Pot, by Keith Stroup, with Forward by Willie Nelson

Sunday, March 3rd, 2013

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Smoking Pot is Norml
The 40 year Fight for Marijuana Smokers’ Rights
by Keith Stroup

Keith Stroup has written an informative and entertaining book about the history of the legalization of marijuana in the United States, peppered with stories of other  activists and characters involved in the movement he spearheaded, including Hunter Thompson, Abbie Hoffman, Jerry Rubin, Willie Nelson, and more.  Now, as the United States, state by state, begins to view marijuana like adults and remove out-dated criminal charges for use and possession of marijuana — Stroup’s book is more timely than ever.  From presidential conventions, Aspen retreats, halls of Congress, Stroup tells the story of NORML, the oldest and most effective of all the organizations dedicated to the reform of marijuana laws.  Keith Stroup is an American hero, as he continues this life-long struggle for civil liberty.    This is the first book, really, that sets out the story of the history of NORML, and their 40-year fight for marijuana smoker’s rights.   It’s well written, really fun to read, and I think this will be a text book in schools, some day, as people try to understand America’s decades old prohibition of marijuana, from the  1970′s through 2012, with decrimination  becoming reality.  

Willie Nelson wrote the forward for Keith Stroup’s new book:

I first met Keith Stroup in the 1970s, just after Jimmy Carter was elected president, when Keith and NORML were pushing the new administration to support decriminalizing  adults’  responsible cannabis use, as the National Commission on Marijuana and Drug Abuse recommended.  I liked what NORML was doing.  After all, in 1977 Pesident Carter would send a message to Congress urging America’s legislators to amend law and step arresting responsible marijuana smokers like me.

I was playing a concert in Washington, D.C., and afterwards Keith and the president’s youngest son Chip came by my hotel to relax and spend some private time.  Naturally, we shared a couple joints and drank a few beers while talking about the need to end marijuana prohibition in the United States.

Over the years, Keith and I would spend plenty more evenings relaxing with some good weed whenever I performed around DC, as he’d usually arrange to hang out on my tour bus before or after my concerts.  I was interested in hearing about NORML’s progress toward marijuana law reform, and in catching up on our other common interest:  family farmers.  Keith was raised on a family farm in southern Illinois, and he became a natural ally in my work with Farm Aid to raise money to help family farmers save theri livelihoods and stay on their land.

In the mid-1980s Keith worked as a lobbyist for both the American Agricultural Movement — a progressive family farm organization — and for Jim Nichols, Minnesota’s Secretary of Agriculture, lobbying Congress for a bill that would help keep family farmers in business.  During that time I came to DC to spend a day stumping through the Capitol with Keith, to lobby a handful of farm-state senators to push for family farmers. 

 

A decade later, when Keith came back for his second term as executive director of NORML, I joined the advisory board as co-chair, a position I’ve held ever since.  Over the years it’s been my pleasure to sponsor a Willie Nelson/NORML benefit golf tournament, put on a benefit concert for NORML in Austin, Texas, and record several public service announcements for the organization.  Why?  Well, I have smoked marijuana for too many years to count, and I’ve always enjoyed it.  Plus, it just makes no sense at all to treat marijuana smokers like criminals

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That’s why I continue to support NORML, and to work with the group my friend Keith founded to stop the senseless destruction of so many people’s lives ljust because they’d rather smoke a joint than take drink when they want to relax.

So, when I heard Keith was planning to write a book about his experiences over all these years at NORML, I offered to write this foreward.  Keith Stroup has been my friend and political ally on both marijuana and family farm policies for more than thirty years now, and it has been my privilege to wook alongside him toward the goals we share for our country.

As I said at the outset, I smoke pot and I like it a lot.  So do a lot of other fine people.  It is past time we stopped arresting, and started respecting, responsible marijuana smokers.

Please support NORML — and help us finally legalize marijuana in America

Willie Nelson

 

“‘America’s most beloved marijuana smoker.’  That’s what I tell Willie he is, but then I tell him that he is America’s only beloved marijuana smoker, and we laugh and pass the joint.”

– Keith Stroup
    It’s NORML to Smoke Pot 

“The Facts of Life and Other Dirty Jokes”, by Willie Nelson

Sunday, February 3rd, 2013

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The Facts of Life and Other Dirty Jokes
by Willie Nelson
Published by Random House in January 2002

They say writing the first line of a book is the hardest part. Thank God that’s over. Roger Miller said it must be true that the longer you live with your pet, the more you look alike. My neighbor came over this morning and chewed my ass out for shitting in his front yard. Thank you, Roger. I also have you to thank for the opening of my last book-”I didn’t come here and I ain’t leaving.”

My daughter Lana just asked me if I wanted a couple of ibuprofen. I said no, I save my pain for the show. We are in Tulsa, Oklahoma, for a concert at Cains Ballroom, where Bob Wills and countless other great bands have performed in the last fifty years. The last time we were here, we had to move it to a larger place because of ticket sales, so we decided to do two days at Cains this time.

Lana, Kinky Friedman, and I are responsible for the contents of this endeavor, which is to be one-part song lyrics, one-part photographs, and ten-parts bullshit. That’s where I come in. I seem to be doing very well. I have ripped off my friend Roger twice already, bragged about how well we draw in Tulsa, and exposed my daughter Lana for offering me drugs before the show. How do you like me so far?

Contest at Willie Nelson’s Club Luck Fan Club

Friday, February 1st, 2013

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Heads up, Willie Nelson Club Luck Members!  Willie Nelson’s Club Luck Fan Club is having a contest.  Members can register to win all the goodies pictured above.  The book will be signed by Willie Nelson.   I’ve got my eye on that bag.

Must be a member to enter!   Annual dues:  $29.00 gives you access to the website, and best of all, a chance to buy tickets to Willie Nelson & Family shows bwefore they go on sale to the public, and also, early-entry to general admission shows.  That is worth the $29.00 right there, I tell you what.   Membership has it’s benefits, this is one of them.  To find out how to join:
http://willienelson.com/club-luck/

Willie Nelson: Heartworn Memories, by Susie Nelson

Saturday, January 26th, 2013

 

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Heartworn Memories
A daughter’s personal biography of Willie Nelson
by Susie Nelson

“I wouldn’t want anything to change his loyalty. He has an enormous capacity for being loyal and, as a consequence, people are loyal to him. Paul English stuck with Dad through the lean years, selling his rental property and going without pay in order to help Dad follow his dream. His loyalty and consideration for other extends to everyone around him.

He is almost apologetic whenever he asks anyone to do something for him. ‘It’s almost like he works for you,’ his pilot once told me. He’s still the same appreciative boy from Abbott who used to ask for a ride to the baseball game in West.

In a way, Dad has never left Abbott, never forgotten where he came from. He still drops in on his boyhood friends from Abbott, and he still remembera and keeps in touch with all of the folks who helped him on his way up.

Of course he has never lost his touch with the fans. He will sign autographs as long as there is anybody asking for one. He has said over and over again that he can’t understand performers who think they are bigger than their fans, who won’t sign autographs, who cut the shows short or don’t even show up. ‘I always figure that if my audience shows up, I ought to show up too,’ he says.

The size of the audience doesn’t make any difference. He’ll put on the same show for one person crowded around the bandstand as he will for 70,000 screaming fans.

Dad is an extraordinarily popular figure, a hero and an idol to millions around the world. Very few people in history have the kind of following that Dad has. For some people, going to one of Dad’s concert is like a religious experience.

I think the source of his great and enduring appeal is the fact that he truly believes that in the grand design of the universe, he is no more important, no more unique, no better than any other individual human being on the planet. He communicates a true belief in equality, in tolerance, that we are all in this together. That’s what his music is all about. And that sums Dad up about as well as any I’ve heard.

Paul English tells a story that sums Dad up about as well as any I’ve heard.

After a concert, a woman came up to Dad, ‘I met you in San Antonio five years ago,’ she told him, ‘but I don’t suppose you remember me.’

‘No, I’m sorry, but I don’t,’ he answered, ‘but I sure appreciate you remember me.’

That’s my dad. And I love him.”

– Susie Nelson

Willie Nelson’s, ‘Roll Me Up (and Smoke Me When I Die) on Top Ten List

Tuesday, January 15th, 2013

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by:  Anthony Johnson

Top ten lists of all sorts are getting released and we here at NCC will try to keep you apprised of cannabis-related lists so you don’t miss out on any of the important marijuana events of 2012. A lot of historic occurrences went down in 2012, but some important items may have missed your attention as our 24-7 information age bombards us with a massive amount of information. One list just put out is the top marijuana non-fiction books of 2012 by The San Francisco Chronicle.

At the top of the list is Marijuana Legalization: What Everyone Needs to Know. The Chronicle states that, “Parents, educators, law enforcement and politicians – everyone, really – should read ‘Marijuana Legalization: What Everyone Needs to Know’. Assembled by the best policy analysts of our time, yet readable at the 6th grade level.”

Also included on the list is a book that should appeal to the cannabis community as well as music fans as Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die: Musings from the Road by Willie Nelson should be sure to please. Wille Nelson has become an icon in so many ways to many, many people. Very few activists and musicians can appeal to people across genres and generations, but Willie certainly pulls it off. ”A tour diary from outlaw country music legend Willie Nelson is heavy on jokes, tokes, and wisdom. With a foreword by Kinky Friedman,” states The San Francisco Chronicle. I will definitely be checking this book out myself and I have a couple of cannabis and music aficionados I know that just may be getting this book as a gift.

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Willie Nelson, “Every show is a blessing.”

Monday, January 14th, 2013

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“Since life is a journey, let’s think of it as a road trip.  Ahead of you are untold opportunities for joy, learning, sharing, and a lot of fantastic sunsets and sunrises.  And every one of these opportunities will be at the intersection of your trip and a road called Now.

Unlike a real highway, it’s not a problem if you doze off and coast right through the corner of Now and Happiness avenues, because life is an infinite progression of these intersections, and each of them holds opportunity, surprise, and the promise of a smile.

But if you’re asleep at the wheel your whole life, you’re gonna miss a lot of places called Now.

Thousands of pages and millions of words have been written about living in the moment, but it is not a complicated idea. All you have to do is open your eyes — and all your senses – to the world around you.

The easiest mistake on earth is to forget to appreciate what you have right now.

Take last year, for instance, when my hand started knotting up on me and I found it almost impossible to play guitar. I went to see a bunch of doctors and they got worried looks on their faces, and that put a worried look on my face, and that got my band and crew looking really worried. When I don’t work, they don’t work. And we all like to work.

So I had to take a few months off for surgery. And while my hand was healing more slowly than I wanted it to, I had a of time to appreciate all those gigs that I’d sometimes let myself think were just the okay gigs.

Away from the road, I realized that every show is a blessing.

I’m not trying to say that nothing goes wrong in my life.  Or in yours. Your love life may not be perfect — okay, chances are your love life is definitely NOT perfect.  Work may have something lacking, and you may be a few coins shy of that Jamaican vacation you’ve been dreaming about. But those are not causes of unhappiness. Those are distractions, obstacles, and challenges to overcome.

You may carry a big chip on your shoulder about things that happened to you in the past, but that chip is nothing but a weight that’s anchoring you to intersections you’ve already passed.  Quit looking in the rear view mirror and set your sights on the road ahead.”

 The Tao of Willie
A Guide to the Happiness in Your Heart
by Willie Nelson, with Turk Pipkin