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  About John Reedy

John has worked as a cowboy, sheepman, opera singer, radio DJ, photographer, music writer, hotel clerk, actor, food delivery driver, construction worker, office temp, newspaper boy, house painter and music producer (and that is just the highlight reel). Eclectic Renaissance Man? Incurable Romantic? Unfocused Malcontent? The jury is still out...

His music, poetry and photography offer a glimpse into the mind of a romantic wrestling with reality, a dreamer refusing to accept convention, while still trying to just get along.

He currently lives on a ranch near Helena, Montana with his wife, two kids, two dogs, four horses, two trucks and too many guitars.

                                            

Lyrics and Poetry

Buckaroo Girl

Aspen & Alpenglow

Beautiful Cubicle

Out Beyond Your Wildest Dreams

 

Buckaroo Girl

There ain’t nothin’ better in this western world 
Than a long-haired, tight-jeaned buckaroo girl
With a smile on her face and spurs on her buckaroo boots
You won’t catch her wearing one of them Toby hats
She’s not crazy ‘bout the Chinese Ariats
Her boots and hats are artistic working tools
 
‘Cus leather is her stock and trade
She likes it in her saddle and she likes it to braid
And she loves spinin’ a big ol’ rawhide loop
She likes lyin’ in the tall, tall grass
Ruminating on a buckaroo task
And yodeling a little lady yodel, too
 
Her brim is flat, her shirt has snaps
That wildrag ‘bout give you a heart attack
When it’s loosened up at the end of a long, long day 
Dabbin’ one on a renegade heifer
Gives her some kind of buckaroo pleasure
That makes it worthwhile when she draws her little pay
 
It’s about bits and bridles, chinks and chaps
Flower-carved saddles with bull-nose taps
Reins, chains and a braided leather bosal
Flatbed pickups and border collie dogs
Western swing music and Tom Russell songs
Brandin’ in the spring and gatherin’ in the fall
 
And dancin’ at the dance puts her in state
As the cowboys watch, understanding their fate
That their ropes are going to be just a little too short
Hard and fast just ain’t her style
If you like what you’re  doin’, why don’t you take your time
She’s talking about craft and art, not a sport
 
So head out to Elko or Jordan or Idaho
And get yourself a slick fork and some latigo
And learn how to ride in the wide sagebrush sea
Then work an outfit, ten sections will do
And you can start workin’ at being a buckaroo, too
‘Cause that’s where this Buckaroo Girl goes to be seen
 
Shake out a loop ‘bout 22 feet
That’s what it’ll take for you to compete
And give it your finest double hoolihan swing
Then close your eyes and hope to hell
That she likes your type of buckaroo fella
And if she don’t...
Well, like me, I guess you can learn how to sing

© 2007, John Michael Reedy, Twisted Cowboy Music (ASCAP), All rights reserved.
From Twisted Vignettes
These lyrics may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.
 

 


 

Aspen & Alpenglow

Rilla was the daughter of a rancher
Will made her a rancher’s wife
She pulled calves and broke horses
Painted columbine, blue and white
 
Her life on the ranch was unsparing
The winters they were cold and long
But ice on the river was bearing
And she knew it wouldn’t be long
 
She’d cross the winding Elk River
And ride into the Big Meadow 
Watch the calves settle in the tall grass
Up in the aspen and the alpenglow
 
She remembers all of the horses
That carried her through the pines
All along the South Fork trail
And up to the Great Divide
 
But today she’ll stay in the pickup
Her knees can’t handle the strain
Of ten hours a-horseback 
Across this mountain terrain
 
She says, “Keep ‘em out of the willows boys
Someone keep an eye on Will
Take a picture of the grass when you get there
Up in the aspen and the alpenglow”
 
Now the cattle are settling in the tall grass
And the sun fades in the sky
Will shoots a picture from the saddle
As Rilla hums Bye and Bye
 
Now she can rest
Soon she’ll be turned to the land
No jewelry on her neck or her fingers
Will places the picture in her hand
 
He says, “Soon you’ll cross the winding river
And ride into the Big Meadow 
Watch the calves settle in the tall grass
Up in the aspen and the alpenglow”

© 2007, John Michael Reedy, Twisted Cowboy Music (ASCAP), All rights reserved.
From Twisted Vignettes
These lyrics may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.


 


 

Beautiful Cubicle

She's asleep
in her beautiful cubicle
dreaming
over documents
dry as the dusty ranch road
her mind travels down.
Her dog
ecstatic
on the flatbed,
a burst of alfalfa smelling salts
through her side window,
the singular shadow of Ted
grazing
and swatting flies
with his flaxen tail
on a summer evening
in Montana.
Twisted horsehair rope
in her hands,
blue jeans
tucked
into her boot-tops,
grass belly-deep 
in the pasture
as he raises
his head.
She rides bareback
as the summer sun
sets
slowly
through the dry haze
of dirt road dust
in the valley.
 
© 2007, John Michael Reedy
From Twisted Vignettes: Poems and Photographs. All rights reserved.
These words may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.

 


Out Beyond Your Wildest Dreams

Out beyond your wildest dreams
On saddles and music’s wings
Find what’s lost is never that far
It’s only a day's ride away

Saddle up that pony,
head her into the sun
Walk, trot, break into a run
There are new songs that need to be sung
Only a day's ride away

(Bridge)
In the darkness of a lonely room
Icy windows, fingernail moon
The fire dies down but soon
The morning is on it’s way

Deep tracks on a canvas of snow
Painted meadows in the sunrise glow
Your hand, your own brushstroke
It’s only a day’s ride away

Watch your breath float up on the cold
Finishing clouds started long ago
Breathe them in, you’re never alone
They’re only a day's ride away

(Bridge 2)
When the trail gets dusty and overgrown
Life’s about a dream, the moon follows you home
Remember, wherever you go
We’re only a day's ride away

Grace and beauty will be your guides
Stay in the middle, enjoy the ride
Keep your mind wide-eyed
Be ready for change

No wire in your path,
the gates are all open
Let her have her head,
she knows where she’s going
Find yourself inside of your own poem
It’s only a day's ride away

©  John Michael Reedy, All rights reserved.
These words may not be reprinted or reposted without the author's written permission.

 

This song appears on Brigid Reedy's 2014 EP.

Books and Recording:  

 

This Place


2012

 This Place, John Reedy's book of impressive photography accompanied by his poems and songs, is available here
 from the publisher, where you can also view the entire book online.

Find some of the photographs and an introduction in Picture the West.
 

 

Twisted Vignettes CD

Includes:

I'm Looking Out for You by John Reedy
Buckaroo Girl
by John Reedy
I Can't Hold Myself in Line
by Merle Haggard
Soul of the Montana Girl
by John Reedy
Midnight and Lonesome
by Julie Miller
All This Way for the Short Ride
by Tom Russell and Paul Zarzyski
Aspen & Alpenglow by John Reedy
That Buckin' Song
by Robert Earl Keen
She Loves to Ride Horses
by Guy Clark and Keith Sykes
Sunday Morning Blues
by John Reedy
Combover Blues
by Todd Snider
Environmental Muscle Truck
by John Reedy

John Reedy-vocals, acoustic guitar
Larry Park - lead guitars
Jerry Marn - bass

with Don Gliko - dobro, harmonica
and Heather Reedy - harmony vocals

$13.00 postpaid from www.TwistedCowboy.com


Also available:

Limited Edition Set
CD and companion book of original poems & photographs

$25.00 postpaid from www.TwistedCowboy.com

 

Twisted Vignettes: Poems and Photographs BOOK

Poems:

Beautiful Cubicle
Fire Season
Shearing School
[Untitled]
The Calving Barn
Jim Ball Basin
Dog Years
Conversation with the Devil
Where'd Bob Go?
A Few Bad Apples (Or, Then Go Get a Job in Town)
Orval Bedell
[Untitled]
[Untitled]
Sowing
The Writing Desk
Rain!
[Untitled]
Cult of the Brand
John L.
The Secret


$15.00 postpaid from
www.TwistedCowboy.com


Also available:

Limited Edition Set
CD and companion book of original poems & photographs

$25.00 postpaid from www.TwistedCowboy.com

 

Contacting John Reedy

 


Visit John Reedy's web site: www.TwistedCowboy.com and view some of his photography on Photoshelter.

See our feature about his photography here.
 

 

 

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