Sad to say, one of my favorite singer/songwriters died last night from Corona Virus related complications. I’ve hated that dirty rotten disease from the first day I heard of it, and now I have another reason.

John Prine wrote songs that were sometimes funny, sometimes dead serious, sometimes philosophical, sometimes thought-provoking, and sometimes sentimental. Sometimes all those qualities were contained within the same song. He had a way with words, that’s for sure, and many other artists covered his songs and/or were influenced by him. His music could be categorized as folk, or folk-country, or country-western, or country-rock, or probably other genres as well. I’d put him in the category of “alternative-country” (like The Jayhawks, Wilco, Lyle Lovett, Cowboy Junkies, Deer Tick) except that he was alt-country before alt-country was even a thing. And he was as much of an “outlaw” as Waylon and Willie and Johnny but, in my opinion, a lot smarter.

So I rode around on my bike today, just cruising around the neighborhoods of MY town, feeling bad for John Prine’s family and for myself, humming and singing one of my favorite songs of his, and taking some random and not-so-random pictures for this post.

The best tall, skinny, residential tree in all of MY town.

The best lone-goose-floating-around-on-the-river-in-the-fog picture I’ve ever taken.

The best message I’ve seen in a local Little Free Library.

The best cow horns I’ve seen mounted on a pickup truck outside of Texas.

Your flag decal won’t get you into heaven anymore.

I really don’t mind displaying a flag or two, or showing a little patriotism. But you’ve got to draw the line somewhere.

Got this one off the internet.

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.


  1. By: Hopkins Escapades Posted: April 8, 2020

    If only your band of Covid killers were non-fiction! We truly need this virus to be stopped in it’s tracks. I’m sorry for the Prine family and others like them who have lost someone to this pandemic. 🙁

    I do like that tall skinny tree though!

  2. By: Bill Stone Posted: April 8, 2020

    Amen to your words on John Prine. I drank a toast to the ex-mailman last night with an old buddy of mine who is on the other coast. We reminisced about all the times we heard him perform at concerts and festivals in the 70s. It almost made me want to smoke a cigarette nine miles long, if you know that song. He was a one of a kind. I just returned from a ride and I plan to post one of his songs for the musical accompaniment. RIP, and thanks for many fine memories. “When I die let my ashes float down the Green River….”

  3. By: Scooter Posted: April 8, 2020

    Thank you for this post, Greg. I’d forgotten all about this song, and I don’t think I knew who Prine even was at the time. The song came out the week I was released from the army, and struck a chord instantly.

  4. By: The Navigator Posted: April 10, 2020

    Your pic off the internet of the pick-up with the flags… I’ve seen something very much like that in Pocatello, Idaho in 2017, only the second flag was the Rebel flag. Yeah, I decided I didn’t want to live there. I like your description of Prine – I have heard so many artists cover his work from many different genres. You were certainly not alone in being very saddened by his death. It is such a difficult time right now 🙁

    • By: gregblood Posted: April 18, 2020

      Thank you T.J. I really enjoyed the article because it showed how he wasn’t just a great songwriter, but also a great person. It made me wish I had known him personally.

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