Well, hot summer night. Beautiful woman dancing in the moonlight, (the goddesses knew what they were doing, a man doesn't stand a chance against this), knees going weak.... hearts' pounding...head spinning = new song. (Love was already there…
Well, hot summer night. Beautiful woman dancing in the moonlight, (the goddesses knew what they were doing, a man doesn't stand a chance against this), knees going weak.... hearts' pounding...head spinning = new song. (Love was already there…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
You live long enough... you take some real hits. And the only way to get on, is, to, "Pick myself up, walk down the long long road". Lifes real easy when it's all theoretical, but it's never been lived until the theories and philosophies are trashed…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Steve and I on a Sunday afternoon jam. haven't changed it a lick. Minimally processed it. I liked the openess of it, so I left it alone. Went to Crater Lake, and found this songs home. Played it to the stars the moon and the waters, as the moon…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
"Where Does the sun go when the sun goes down?"
My friend...
This is the single most beutiful song I have heard in a good long time.....
Your heart speaks...
Thats what makes this so special.
Peace
T (OsCKilO)
This recording has been through hell, pretty much like I was when I wrote this: It was recorded written and played by me, on a fostex four track. At the time even true love had let me down, and decided its dreams "for" me were more important than…
Steve and I on a Sunday afternoon jam. haven't changed it a lick. Minimally processed it. I liked the openess of it, so I left it alone. Went to Crater Lake, and found this songs home. Played it to the stars the moon and the waters, as the moon…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Wrote this one late evening, during an impromtu outdoor concert on the farm in Oregon. I was sitting on the knoll, at the outer edge of a circle of oaks and maples, looking out over the fields, meadows, and the woods beyond, that formed a natural…
Steve and I on a Sunday afternoon jam. haven't changed it a lick. Minimally processed it. I liked the openess of it, so I left it alone. Went to Crater Lake, and found this songs home. Played it to the stars the moon and the waters, as the moon…
Steve and I on a Sunday afternoon jam. haven't changed it a lick. Minimally processed it. I liked the openess of it, so I left it alone. Went to Crater Lake, and found this songs home. Played it to the stars the moon and the waters, as the moon…
Steve and I on a Sunday afternoon jam. haven't changed it a lick. Minimally processed it. I liked the openess of it, so I left it alone. Went to Crater Lake, and found this songs home. Played it to the stars the moon and the waters, as the moon…
What can I say? well, thanks for the comments! It still amzes me that my solitary style (when the whole song is me myself and I) makes it over to you all. And that you "get" what I try to do in the arranging, that it's ok to emphasize the mood…
What can I say? well, thanks for the comments! It still amzes me that my solitary style (when the whole song is me myself and I) makes it over to you all. And that you "get" what I try to do in the arranging, that it's ok to emphasize the mood…
What can I say? well, thanks for the comments! It still amzes me that my solitary style (when the whole song is me myself and I) makes it over to you all. And that you "get" what I try to do in the arranging, that it's ok to emphasize the mood…
Just one of those passing moods. Just finished today - august 2 2009. I resisted the temptation to try to develop it any further and just let it be what it is
the first multi track piece that I actually finished "in the box" in Cubase. An ambient kinda thing that grew out of playing around with the Line 6 DL4. Not sure I like the bow parts, but I may re do it later
Kirk, I like how you make it up, ( the last three words would be italicised if I could) What I mean is, you pull these songs out of a moment. And get to go someplace new and different. Getting to go there vicariously we ride along. Those are the moments we who play,sing write live for: when we touch into the other places. I admire how you find your self there. Does your world around you get what you do? And, thanks for your comments. And and, yeah, I realized Underneath My Skin had about 30 seconds of silence magically appended to it. My computer has had a ghost in the machine ever since the dread virus/trojan horse of February trashed its way through it. It's healed, but still has nightmares I guess. I'm pushing Steve my collaborator to get together again for some real sessions, so we can finally finish that song, and figure out what to do with the really great stuff we weren't able to get to in the RPM.
Oh my, oh my oh my... there can't be a man on this earth who hasn't at least at one point needed this song to sing as he's walking down a rainy road dark night fleeing from yet another bizarre request made just to see him jump....
It aint like no ones done this before
But how can you tire of beautiful chords
In the fifties
In Tenessee
Where my love
was born
Two young men upped and
crossed the yard
both cold cos it was rainin hard.
One of them turned said…
It aint like no ones done this before
But how can you tire of beautiful chords
In the fifties
In Tenessee
Where my love
was born
Two young men upped and
crossed the yard
both cold cos it was rainin hard.
One of them turned said…
I'm tired now, and I think I'll take a few days off from RPM. I need one more tune and that shouldn't be to tough to do.
Thanks everyone,
I'll be in touch soon.
~Paul
Lyrics:
sorry for the silence
i'm not ignoring you.....
I…
You have a great sense of the impact "space" can have on expression in a song. leaving notes to carry, to ring.. with a little bit of room, gives the feel an ability to penetreate the soul of the listener
This is fun! feels like an old honky tonk in Wyoming, couples still in love after many rough years together, dancing wrapped in memories and the present. Pretty sweet stuff.
A jazz tune featuring flute, sax, and one slightly out of whack Fender. All instruments played by Barry Morgan and the song was mixed and mastered in his home studio.
well, Barry.... mmmm-hmm! yes. this is not just good, it's well, damn good stew! Brookings, huh? Could that be Brookings, Oregon? I moved out here (Maine coast) recently from Silverton, Oregon, after livng in Oregon for 20 something years. Would have loved to collaborate when I was, there!
This is an "unplugged" version of a song that features a nylon stringed acoustic guitar. All instruments played by Barry Morgan and mixed and mastered in his home studio.
Well, the truth is I run a little hot. I think maybe all artists do. Creative fire is creative fire. Sorry about the vocals here, this is the scratch track, didn't have time to lay down the real thing before the clock struck twelve and I turned…
Thanks for the comments on this. It's funny, but the first tracks I put on here (Evolution, Fire In the night, Walk Down A Long Road) Were tracks I never released, or went any further with. I more than liked them myself, but the feedback I'd gotten from other writers was: too simple; not enough parts (verse, chorus, bridge), and of course, I AM am iconoclast, I give a flying fart about the "rules of writing" I kept them as they were. It is very gratifying to have other people get these. I wanted these songs to be the lyrics, wedded to the msuic, not served up on it like roasted turkeys. I am by nature a minimalist. I don't like clutter. I'm learning to create and produce songs in the studio that do have more to them. But to me they still have to be about the emotion, to advance the evoking of that emotion, or they're just ego stroking for the musically inclined. Again, my deepest thanks, and humble appreciation.
Comments on iconoclast's stuff
Wonderful swaying groove. Very slick.
Man this is nice! Where ya been? Another alonetone artist that fell off the map
Just fantastic and so touching...lots of emotion in your performance. Very very well done!
This is stunning. A very touching song. Just beautiful.
Oh man....., this brought a tear to my eye. Just beautiful!
Missed this one of yours. Great stuff! Love those little guitar bits in the background
Yes, absolutely lovely.
Stunning.....
"Where Does the sun go when the sun goes down?" My friend... This is the single most beutiful song I have heard in a good long time..... Your heart speaks... Thats what makes this so special. Peace T (OsCKilO)
When you've been through hell and are ready to come back - listen to this one for your personal anthem! Great stuff!
Very beautiful music.
A child/parents anthem? Deep to/from the depths of the heart and soul. Beautiful.
well done.
There are no words to describe this. Straight from the heart- beauty
Just outstanding. I'm always in awe of the musical talent here on Alonetone, and this is right at the top.
Gorgeous!
Flipping beautiful, wonderful, pure, I have no words left. Great track.
smoov track dogg.
Great stuff there! Nice to see you back again!
Mesmerising! Great lyrics and vox!
Comments made by iconoclast
beautiful. nothing more to say...
Kirk, I like how you make it up, ( the last three words would be italicised if I could) What I mean is, you pull these songs out of a moment. And get to go someplace new and different. Getting to go there vicariously we ride along. Those are the moments we who play,sing write live for: when we touch into the other places. I admire how you find your self there. Does your world around you get what you do? And, thanks for your comments. And and, yeah, I realized Underneath My Skin had about 30 seconds of silence magically appended to it. My computer has had a ghost in the machine ever since the dread virus/trojan horse of February trashed its way through it. It's healed, but still has nightmares I guess. I'm pushing Steve my collaborator to get together again for some real sessions, so we can finally finish that song, and figure out what to do with the really great stuff we weren't able to get to in the RPM.
Bloody hell, (in the best of ways, now)thanks (Iconoclast of the RPM)
very very nice. Makes me want to sink into an easy easy chair and absorb.
Voice just grabs you in, words pull you the rest of the way..... melody is pure invention
wicked, wicked song.... I like it!
love a song that keeps me hanging on to see where it's gonna go. enjoyed this completely
Oh my, oh my oh my... there can't be a man on this earth who hasn't at least at one point needed this song to sing as he's walking down a rainy road dark night fleeing from yet another bizarre request made just to see him jump....
You've got musical balls! All this is so musical in it's own free way. Challenge to the preconceived. Ear treat for the spacially endowed....
I'm going to be playing this over and over.
Shit, oh shit, shit! This just is not fair. So real. So right on, so I wish I wrote this, so I could sing it, cause I want to say it just like this.
makes me want to back into the studio and start writing again. feels so real. Thanks
You have a great sense of the impact "space" can have on expression in a song. leaving notes to carry, to ring.. with a little bit of room, gives the feel an ability to penetreate the soul of the listener
Beautiful.... guitar speaks here... tells things the lips could never get out.
This is fun! feels like an old honky tonk in Wyoming, couples still in love after many rough years together, dancing wrapped in memories and the present. Pretty sweet stuff.
I can feel my feet on the side of the road, kickin' up a little dust, hitchhiking my way back into the infinite west.
well, Barry.... mmmm-hmm! yes. this is not just good, it's well, damn good stew! Brookings, huh? Could that be Brookings, Oregon? I moved out here (Maine coast) recently from Silverton, Oregon, after livng in Oregon for 20 something years. Would have loved to collaborate when I was, there!
I'm loving how you play so straight from the source. It comes through in the music.
I do, of course love this. man would I love to sing to this! Spanish mood and passion throughout. Emotional dynamite!
Thanks for the comments on this. It's funny, but the first tracks I put on here (Evolution, Fire In the night, Walk Down A Long Road) Were tracks I never released, or went any further with. I more than liked them myself, but the feedback I'd gotten from other writers was: too simple; not enough parts (verse, chorus, bridge), and of course, I AM am iconoclast, I give a flying fart about the "rules of writing" I kept them as they were. It is very gratifying to have other people get these. I wanted these songs to be the lyrics, wedded to the msuic, not served up on it like roasted turkeys. I am by nature a minimalist. I don't like clutter. I'm learning to create and produce songs in the studio that do have more to them. But to me they still have to be about the emotion, to advance the evoking of that emotion, or they're just ego stroking for the musically inclined. Again, my deepest thanks, and humble appreciation.