By the time he reached 55, Stone Jack Jones had spent a lifetime as a carnie, ballet dancer, lute player and hundreds of other things, trying his luck from Buffalo Creek to Charleston to Boston to New York to Fort Worth to Atlanta to Nashville. Mostly, he made music—even if it was just playing on the street or at a nearly empty open mic. Then in 2003, he met Roger Moutenot, who’d engineered albums for They Might Be Giants and Yo La Tengo. And all of a sudden, something happened. Jones’ third album, Ancestor, is out now via Western Vinyl. He will also be guest editing all week. Read our new feature on him.
Jones: the known world is hungry. hungry for itself and hungry for us. the known world wants us to serve it. wants us to keep reassuring ourselves and it that we are complete with each other and need nothing else. we are its captives. daydreaming takes me from the known to the unknown, and the more i go there the closer i get to the unknowable. there is something that is sublimely peaceful and terrifying. to just be born, live and die is simple and true. to daydream is to put wings on our imaginations and travel beyond born/live/die. the angel of daydreams carries us between real and unreal. between the known and unknown. Like a melody in an enchanted forest. leading me this way or that. up a tall tree with a view of the world and down into a hollow with a sparkling spring. the waters of a song perhaps? or a glimpse into the unknowable? i daydream when i can. while the blood courses through my veins and the breath fills my lungs. i am looking for a path to somewhere. i want to see the unknowable.
