I really was carrying the ash from the fire out in the dark and looking at the stars and thinking how weird that was - to be throwing the ashes out in the middle of the night and pitch black and everything
Written today.
recorded on an iMac with the internal mic and no headphones (!) so it's probably going to be muddy as hell, but that feels about right for now.
LYRIC:
Fill up the glass, Bartender
Ply your art
Quench the fire in here, now…
Written today.
recorded on an iMac with the internal mic and no headphones (!) so it's probably going to be muddy as hell, but that feels about right for now.
LYRIC:
Fill up the glass, Bartender
Ply your art
Quench the fire in here, now…
I really was carrying the ash from the fire out in the dark and looking at the stars and thinking how weird that was - to be throwing the ashes out in the middle of the night and pitch black and everything
I really was carrying the ash from the fire out in the dark and looking at the stars and thinking how weird that was - to be throwing the ashes out in the middle of the night and pitch black and everything
A one hour track start to finish - words music and all the faffing around at the end to get the levels right.
It's a ghost story. So go get your cocoa now!
And a Murder ballad and a love story (but aren't they all).
Old Conor Higgins…
I really was carrying the ash from the fire out in the dark and looking at the stars and thinking how weird that was - to be throwing the ashes out in the middle of the night and pitch black and everything
I really was carrying the ash from the fire out in the dark and looking at the stars and thinking how weird that was - to be throwing the ashes out in the middle of the night and pitch black and everything
Reg has left re-hab but now he has to fill those sober hours with something, so he has taken to people watching, but like everything in his life he has become addicted to it, listening in on there private conversation as he follows them, watching…
Well it had to happen sometime, he couldn't go on living the way he was, even with those full throttle hands there was no excuse, he was guilty....... guilty as charged........RPM2011
Sloane did me a favor & played an electric guitar part on this one. I had hoped to work with her more on this project, but she wound up leaving town to help take care for a recovering family member.
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Seventeen thousand…
Goodbye Blue Monday
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Goodbye blue Monday
There's nothing else to say
We always knew
we would part this way
Time comes to say goodbye
To pause perhaps and wonder why
Why we always had to be
So blue, so blue
I can see that life…
This song was born on the 18th of Feb. 2011. It was the last piece I wrote/recorded for the challenge. It was a very sad day for me, almost as if all my usual winter sadness was concentrated and crammed into one day. The process of writing and…
Harmonica by Dr. K
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Paper hearts in your window
paper hearts on your door
Paper hearts ripped in pieces
And Strewn across the floor
but who am I to question
The intentions of old…
While Reg was travelling the country he met an old Indian gentleman called Abdul Aziz in a newsagents in the city of Bradford in the North of England while buying his morning paper. Reg struck up a conversation with the old man and they got on…
New one from me. It's ended up as a bit of a "crying into yer beer at Bob's Country Bunker" sort of song lol...
I've been sat on these lyrics in some form or another for absolutely years. I first wrote them one very dark night a few years after…
Comments on Gumbo's stuff
Very nice!
love the chord sequence in this one, beautiful song!
i love this. i love the darkness of it :)
Awesome. People, making music in a room. *applause*
Hic. Faved.
My kids shout "Gumbo!" when they hear this. And so do I.
Excellent!
Good one Stu! As usual of course. What a subject.
one of my favorites.
excellent tune... "More!"
I like this song, really paints a picture.Great lyrics.
More often than not, I get a smile from your songs. Thanks!
Nice One Gumbo!
Oo-hooooh-hooooh! Classic Gumbo brilliance. (You're accompanying tonight's dinner party, by the way.)
Great, great song!!
Fantastic, Stu. Love the sparse arrangement, the understated leads, and the vocal interplay. Good lyrics to boot...
Very nice. Makes me wanna get my @ss in gear and get serious about writing lyrics again.
Classic indeed!
Great lyrics! Damn- now I'm missing the smell of a turf fire
Gah! My comment vanished! Love your vox on this - and great song-writing as usual!
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classic!
Drugs are really expensive in prison LMAO
Yeah Yeah! I said "Yeah Yeyeah!" Time to let Dr John out of the cupboard!
Humanity in a nutshell!
There's such subtle slow build to this. Great track.
Yep it's still beautiful. I just had time to hear it in the album setting. This has been a great half hour ..
What a beautiful song. Great vocal, Mr Street.
Reg is on the up and up!
My beer is all blurry ....
Gorgeous. Timeless and classic. what a great final track.
haha You DO!!
I love the way you all don't stick to one rhythm yet it still sounds solid as-a-rock!
I want that drum kit!
hmm i thought i commented .. this is my home groove .. dance around in yer bones .. i think i said.
yaya - this is my home groove. dance around in yer bones
love the nod to the end of The Matrix on this one (and then it gets really HEAVY) amazing production changes in rhythm sound effortless
Great opener!
what kind of cars? faved this as well.
Amen.
I don't remember the books being this good!