John Bucchino & Michael Feinstein
John Bucchino & Judy Collins
John Bucchino & Billy Stritch & Liza Minnelli
John Bucchino &
John Bucchino & Jimmy Webb
John Bucchino & Adam Guettel
John Bucchino &
John Bucchino & Patti LuPone
John Bucchino & Art Garfunkel
John Bucchino & Andrea Marcovicci
John Bucchino & Amanda McBroom
John Bucchino & Ann Hampton Callaway
John Bucchino
John Bucchino &
John Bucchino & David Campbell
John Bucchino & Kristin Chenoweth
“Not A Cloud In The Sky” is part of John Bucchino’s 1998 musical “Urban Myths”, which is a series of seven short musical that all revolve around infamous urban myths.
About this particular song, Bucchino says:
“My brother died of AIDS in 1992 and I wanted to create an urban myth which was an AIDS s...
I know:
I'll alphabetize CD's
Scrub the grout in the bathroom tile
Anything to take some control
Make order out of chaos
For a tiny little while
I'll smile a satisfied smile
Lord of all I survey
Not a speck of dust
Not a painting off plumb
Not a cloud
In the sky
Today
Tight rein on that tongue, boy
White-knuckle grip on the slip of a thought
Everything is perfectly fine
Finally perfect
Blinding white sheets with hospital corners
Immovably taut
And peace of mind that I've bought
In my usual way
Not a speck of doubt
Not a smile off plumb
Not a cloud
In the sky
Today
There's a dam that I saw in a movie once
And the dam had a tiny little crack
And the crack became a bigger crack
'Til the dam couldn't hold the water back
When the flooding stopped
Not a soul in the fairy-tale village below had been spared
Well, I've got plenty of spackle
No damn crack'll catch me unprepared
No, sir, I'm not scared
Just iron that wrinkled tie
Smooth out that furrowed brow
Something's awry outside
But there's no need to pry into that right now
I simply won't allow
Any fear or despair
Believe it doesn't hurt
Believe it helps to pray
Believe I just don't care
Believe it's actually a blessing
To be this self-aware
Believe hope's not a lie
And things that need to be have been addressed
Believe there is no true goodbye
And since this shirt is so impeccably pressed
You're not really about to die
Okay, look
If I don't deny
I'll cry and cry and cry and cry
'Til all the walls are washed away
No
I could not tolerate such
Disarray
So
Not a crack in this dam
Not a tear in this eye
Not a single fucking cloud in the sky
Today