Story Behind The Song

I was sittin' and playin' my playa dusted guitar with my daughter Kynthia, who invited me to go to Burning Man, and I started strummin' and sayin' a song about my guitar goin' to Burnin' Man. It progressed from there to the song you hear now, co-written

Song Description

Goin with my guitar to Burnin' Man next year.

Lyrics

My Guitar Went to Burnin' Man

Stephen Brunette
Kynthia Brunette

I took my guitar to Burnin' Man this year.
I mighta shoulda gone without it, but I couldn't leave it here.
We sang some songs to greet the dawn at the Center Camp Cafe,
then played the week away the Golden Cafe Way.

CHORUS 1
I took my guitar to Burnin' Man this year,
shared a ride with hippie kids and blew on outta here.
I took my guitar to Burnin' Man this year
to greet a desert dawn a world away from here.

We said good-bye to the playa, got home safe enough,
for days I dreamed of playa girls, dressed in lights and dust.
But one night a darkness filled my dreams and chilled my soul,
I dream I never will forget, a dream that must be told.

CHORUS 2
I dreamed my guitar went to Burnin' Man without me next year,
it (found a ride on Craig's List) (hitched a ride with Mischief Camp) and blew on outta here.
My guitar went to Burnin' Man without me next year,
and left me here alone to watch TV and drink warm beer.

In my dream I saw my guitar's lust for playa dust,
it just couldn't let it go, no matter how I scrubbed.
In my dream I saw my guitar's love for playa dawns
in the way it played so sweet when it played its sunrise songs.

CHORUS 2

BRIDGE
In my dream my guitar set its soul free,
in my dream my guitar didn't even think of me,
in my dream my guitar fell in love so many times
it couldn't find its way home, no matter how it tried.

I woke and ran and found my guitar sleepin' in its stand,
I knew right then my guitar left its soul at Burnin' Man.
I woke it up and let it teach my fingers a new jam,
a jam - like Burnin' Man - that only seems to end.

CHORUS 3
I'm goin with my guitar to Burnin' Man next year,
we'll find a way to get there and blow on outta here,
I'm goin' with my guitar to Burnin' Man next year
to greet a few more desert dawns a world away from here,
to let my guitar jam at Burnin' Man - a jam that never ends.

Copyright 2008 Stephen A. Brunette and Kynthia Brunette