Gregory Alan Isakov - The Stable Song

A simple video, with an extraordinary song.

[maxwitty]

This song still gets me every time. Oh of my favorites. Who’s listening in 2020?

[eddcampbell]

I feel that I, at the age of 60, may just be one of Isakov's oldest new fans.  What a talent this young man is.  He speaks to something inside that's so rudimentary to who we are that it resonates in the soul.  How refreshing in these tumultuous times.

[jarechar]

I don’t feel as lonely with a song like this, especially with some of these comments. I feel a little more connected to the universe today.

[gautam]

I heard this song in the movie "Peanut butter Falcon" (2019) and now I am so much in love with all the songs of Gregory Alan Isakov

[c.m.]

This song reminds me of frosty mornings in a cabin in Montana where my mom is brewing coffee and humming to herself. It reminds me of South Dakota sunsets as we speed along the highway, my grandparents smiling as I try to count as many antelope as I can. It makes me think of my brother, getting lost in the mountains somewhere. There's just such a beautiful nostalgia about this song. I always find myself coming back here.

[roxybaeee]

This 5 minutes and 57 seconds just made my life worth living. Words cannot describe the beauty of this song.

[nolstagicpetrichor]

I'm from Africa ... this song reminisces me of my early days when I was a kid going upcountry in buses traveling and seeing the verge forests and animals going on with their lives oblivious of anything surrounding them... it was so peaceful and a sight to behold ... now the trees and animals are gone to pave way for industries and houses ...you can say this is my nostalgia song :)

[GREYFACS]

This song takes me to a rainy dreary Portland, Oregon morning. Blowing out all the candles in my tent I used to keep warm. This song and few others gave me the perspective to work towards a day where I was clean, free of a ball and chain to a damned needle. I'm at 17 or 18 months cool from such junk. Its strange to have so much hatred and love for the same minutes where I felt so lost. No real grasp of who I was or any real tangible relationships, on top of being years estranged from my family and childhood friends, In many ways I have always felt like a guest or visitor (just passing through) on this planet. I'll never understand why at particular times in my life I feel so fucking unworthy of a quality existence. Thanks to Mr. Isakov and other artist for there selflessness in sharing who they are with complete strangers, like you and I. It seems truly with out boundaries the volume of impact a song or piece of art can make on anyone of us lonely people. If anyone is actually still reading this you find days filled with a balanced spirit, a full belly and a full mind. A prayer without any action is merely a wish.

[bcdubbs]

This song came on my ipod while I was reading "All the Pretty Horses" by Cormac McCarthy. It was a spiritual experience. 

[TinyDolphinMusic]

5 years later, and I'm not even slightly sick of this song. It's calming to the point where I would say it's therapeutic.

[markkreidler]

I'm 63 years young what a talent this young man has. awesome voice and lyrics

[heatherlane]

“I ached in my heart like some Tin Man” gets me every time... ❤️

[ewetube]

What a hauntingly beautiful painful simple elegant song. This is why God the Father created the hearing sense. This is true beauty.

[raspberry]

 remember when our songs where just like prayers.
like gospel hymns that you called in the air.
come down come down sweet reverence,
unto my simple house and ring…
and ring.

ring like silver, ring like gold
ring out those ghosts on the ohio
ring like clear day wedding bells
were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell…we’ll never tell.

come to me clear and cold on some sea
watch the world spinning waves..like some machine

now i’ve been crazy couldn’t you tell
i threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell
now i’m covered up in straw, belly up on the table
well and sang and drank, and passed in the stable.

that tall grass grows high and brown,
well i dragged you straight in the muddy ground
and you sent me back to where i roam
well i cursed and i cried, but now i know…now i know

and i ran back to that hollow again
the moon was just a sliver back then
and i ached for my heart like some tin man
when it came oh it beat and it boiled and it rang..its ringing

ring like crazy, ring like hell
turn me back into that wild haired gale
ring like silver, ring like gold
turn these diamonds straight back into coal 

[carmoncolvin]

I'm not sure what this young man experienced that led him to these lyrics, but there are several events, or combination of events, in my past that I am reminded of when I listen to this song. Some of the memories in combination with this beautiful song bring sadness, elation, & a few tears when I listen to it. I can never listen to it just once. I am 63 as well. I don't know if age has anything to do with it, maybe. Maybe at our age we have experienced things that the song just

[Strelnikov]

This is how I get my soul back... mmmm. Brings me back to a cold morning sunrise in a high Colorado mountain valley. Solitude, mountain goats, and this song stuck in my head before starting a big alpine climb. Love it. 

[anyonesguess]

This man brings you into a whole new world.

[kickliquid]

This song reminds me of driving across America. Cold Desert mornings shrouded in fog at reststops outside of El Paso, Texas

[ambu]

Please don't take this the wrong way, but I'm an old man and I believed really good music was dead, gone to a better time back long ago...but now I've found artist like this young man and other groups like Mandolin Orange, who are producing some outstanding new music that's got that same heart and spirit of the older songs. It has renewed my faith in this generation of music artist and I can't get enough!

[myssipowers]

I play this sing for my little parakeets and they love it! It calms them and they close their little eyes as they listen to it. It's my favorite of Isakov's songs. I love this man so much.