James Michael Taylor

Pete Thompson at the controls
Texas Central
Today’s goodie…

LANCASTER STREET - Em
James Michael Taylor

Midnight in COWTOWN. 90 degrees
Too hot for a blanket. Too hot for a sheet
The trash on the sidewalk is trying to sleep
Breathing the bus fumes on Lancaster Street…

Not…read more

Maybe I could be a potter
Throwing all the words away
Maybe I could learn the language of the clay

Maybe I could be a potter
Sweep the words out of the way
Let my fingers find the music in the clay

A song for Barbara and Jeff…

When love is late it doesn’t matter
It will flow back thru the cracks
Be it truth or idle chatter
Love shines sunshine on the facts
How many chapters in the story
Or how much time it spends
Be it tragedy or glory
It only matters how the story ends
A love…read more

I QUIT

Nobody has to put up with this shit
You can make your stand and tell the world, “I quit.”
You can do it with a gun. You can do it with a corvette
But nobody has to put up with this shit.

© 2017 Royal T Music

In a parallel universe by late 1968 the band began to become more solo in their writing. One of the final tracks of the Telethon album shows the soul numbing social and cultural norms of grinding out a living while also trying to remain positive and appreciative. The answer is not just blowing…read more

I could not ignore this hypnotic circling guitar riff on my mind keeping me awake endlessly spinning above the drop “D” tuning registers of a complicated web of entangled guitars that are driving atop the very solid bass horizon the tension is palatable. The same horizon where reality meets dreams.

The pages of the book were leaking into the dream
Wading through waters of time, an unconscious stream

Eyes begin to flicker, getting heavier with sleep
Takes you by force into the deep

Cobras hood like an open sail
Eternity tries to eat its tail

There’s a lapse of reason
In everyone…read more

leave us not forget, that we are men after all.

It’s been raining all day so I’ve been playing with my recorder and a new Irish Whistle that arrived from Scotland yesterday.

This song is in response to a song writing challenge; write a song about “Boots”.

Listen for my :

National Resolectric Baritone Guitar

Irish Whistle…read more

EVEN

Even if they brought you back to me paralyzed and blank

Dumped you on the porch and left the bill still owing at the bank

Even if you didn’t know my face, couldn’t speak my name

You and I have traveled much too far to still be pointing blame

You are what’s missing in my day…read more

Anyone see the pelicans and the dead fish floating in the oil? (In the midst of the Great Gulf Leak.)

I’M NOT GONNA CRY

Oil-covered pelicans smother
Feathered brother.
I’m not gonna cry.

I’m not gonna cry

Turtles and dolphins and sharks and big whales
Sea gulls and jelly fish…read more

eastern wind - ambient improvisings

sidh’s singing

Anyone see the pelicans and the dead fish floating in the oil? (In the midst of the Great Gulf Leak.)

I’M NOT GONNA CRY

Oil-covered pelicans smother
Feathered brother.
I’m not gonna cry.

I’m not gonna cry

Turtles and dolphins and sharks and big whales
Sea gulls and jelly fish…read more

EVEN

Even if they brought you back to me paralyzed and blank

Dumped you on the porch and left the bill still owing at the bank

Even if you didn’t know my face, couldn’t speak my name

You and I have traveled much too far to still be pointing blame

You are what’s missing in my day…read more

Pete Thompson at the controls
Texas Central
Today’s goodie…

LANCASTER STREET - Em
James Michael Taylor

Midnight in COWTOWN. 90 degrees
Too hot for a blanket. Too hot for a sheet
The trash on the sidewalk is trying to sleep
Breathing the bus fumes on Lancaster Street…

Not…read more

IN MY DREAM by James Michael Taylor

Last night I held your hand
Reached out and touched your hand
I know it’s just a dream
I say, “What does that change?”
Today the sun will shine
Because you made it mine
IN MY DREAM

I held you in my arms
The tenderness was real
I know…read more

THE COUCH - by James Michael Taylor

Today we put the couch out by the road
My daughter said it’s time to let it go
I’d hauled it all the way from Tennessee.
It was the couch my parents gave to me

She brought me a new one in it’s place
It is very nice but takes up more space
We…read more

A song for Barbara and Jeff…

When love is late it doesn’t matter
It will flow back thru the cracks
Be it truth or idle chatter
Love shines sunshine on the facts
How many chapters in the story
Or how much time it spends
Be it tragedy or glory
It only matters how the story ends
A love…read more