I DREAMED I HUGGED JACK HARDY
I dreamed I met Jack Hardy.
He was bold but had sensitive hands
With a voice that was tempered by New York City
In his eyes I saw many lands
I dreamed I hugged Jack Hardy
He was thick and soft, like pine…
I DREAMED I HUGGED JACK HARDY
I dreamed I met Jack Hardy.
He was bold but had sensitive hands
With a voice that was tempered by New York City
In his eyes I saw many lands
I dreamed I hugged Jack Hardy
He was thick and soft, like pine…
I DREAMED I HUGGED JACK HARDY
I dreamed I met Jack Hardy.
He was bold but had sensitive hands
With a voice that was tempered by New York City
In his eyes I saw many lands
I dreamed I hugged Jack Hardy
He was thick and soft, like pine…
Her real name isn't Luanne and she was so drunk when this all happened (tho she has a cd with this song on it) she has no idea it's about her.
Singing this song always makes me cry...
ABOUT LUANNE capo @ 2 in Am
Am G F E repeats
Luanne…
Her real name isn't Luanne and she was so drunk when this all happened (tho she has a cd with this song on it) she has no idea it's about her.
Singing this song always makes me cry...
ABOUT LUANNE capo @ 2 in Am
Am G F E repeats
Luanne…
For a short clip of of a video of this:
https://vimeo.com/214337550/f68cc0c21b
This song made me a professional songwriter when George Sluizer, the director of THE VANISHING, put it in the movie by that name.
SWEET RAIN Key G
G…
I was making a list of all the senses I could think of and it all began to make no sense.
She was everything I ever dreamed of
... and I was hers for the taking
She was everything I ever dreamed of
The last piece in the puzzle
A dream in…
For a short clip of of a video of this:
https://vimeo.com/214337550/f68cc0c21b
This song made me a professional songwriter when George Sluizer, the director of THE VANISHING, put it in the movie by that name.
SWEET RAIN Key G
G…
Honestly, James - I like this version MUCH more than the country-pop version with the female singer.She is a good singer, but that other version did not really touch me like this one does.
Your voice (although too loud again ;) :P ) plays an important role in the originality and tenderness of your songs. To me it is the most important part.
Regards,
Steffen
I was making a list of all the senses I could think of and it all began to make no sense.
She was everything I ever dreamed of
... and I was hers for the taking
She was everything I ever dreamed of
The last piece in the puzzle
A dream in…
Her real name isn't Luanne and she was so drunk when this all happened (tho she has a cd with this song on it) she has no idea it's about her.
Singing this song always makes me cry...
ABOUT LUANNE capo @ 2 in Am
Am G F E repeats
Luanne…
This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt
In E... BoDiddly beat
Same old story.
Something just broke and I think it's my heart.
It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart.
Mighta been a meteor that tore it apart
Something just broke and I think it's my heart.
Something just broke…
One night this lady, unbeknownst to me, on the verge of suicide, asked me to write a happy song for her. Instead of killing herself, she left her husband. Now she's married to someone else and is acting very happy, herself.
UPDATE: She killed…
Do you see that girl? Do you see that boy?
Walking hand in hand? They're on top of the world.
Can you see that boy? Can you see that girl?
Kissing in the park. They're on top of the world.
I can see that girl. I can see that boy.
Walking…
Do you see that girl? Do you see that boy?
Walking hand in hand? They're on top of the world.
Can you see that boy? Can you see that girl?
Kissing in the park. They're on top of the world.
I can see that girl. I can see that boy.
Walking…
Do you see that girl? Do you see that boy?
Walking hand in hand? They're on top of the world.
Can you see that boy? Can you see that girl?
Kissing in the park. They're on top of the world.
I can see that girl. I can see that boy.
Walking…
Do you see that girl? Do you see that boy?
Walking hand in hand? They're on top of the world.
Can you see that boy? Can you see that girl?
Kissing in the park. They're on top of the world.
I can see that girl. I can see that boy.
Walking…
HAPPY
Everybody asks me why I'm so happy
They will get the message when they see your face...
(C) 2011 Royal T Music
Buddy Holly's music has been very central to my life.
Sometimes I try to write a Buddy Holly song.
A Restless Time
Watching in the restless time
of what you've got to be.
I don't know if you can draw
and I don't know to see
just what it's for.
just what it's for for me.
I go down the road today
and I don't know what to say
I saw…
That's a very cool song.
Also, I want to say, "Thanks," for visiting my music. I used to play the Basement Coffee House back when Lyle was running the show. Married the girl behind the concessions counter.
This is a piece written for the Linux Musicians Uncompetition (http://www.linuxmusicians.com/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=10331).
The purpose of such un-competition is making some music with Linux tools, and then share it.
The premise for this…
He received the sacraments with devotion, exclaimed,—
"Grand Dieu, et vous tous temoins de ma mort, j'ai vecu en philosophe, et je meurs en Chretien," and so died.
He received the sacraments with devotion, exclaimed,—
"Grand Dieu, et vous tous temoins de ma mort, j'ai vecu en philosophe, et je meurs en Chretien," and so died.
He received the sacraments with devotion, exclaimed,—
"Grand Dieu, et vous tous temoins de ma mort, j'ai vecu en philosophe, et je meurs en Chretien," and so died.
#RPM Challenge 2013#
"Under Watchful Eyes" is my 10th song for the RPM Challenge 2013. Thank you for taking the time to listen.
The adjoining video was filmed February 6, 2013 along the Mississippi River near Red Wing Minnesota (approximately…
January Town
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With the snow coming down
in this January town
how could I not think of you
Oh the words that you said
still echo in my head:
When one dies one is born anew
In the parking lot of the graveyard
a stranger walked up to me
he said…
Well, screw the metronome, damn the torpedoes, and grab a capo!
Sometimes the best versions are the ones played fast and loose. Hope you enjoy this song adapted from one of my all-time favorite poems (I'm a bit biased since my dad wrote it…
Frozen eyes....
and like the wail of a crying child...
she grieves for what is lost to her...
finding solace in a shared moment....
she absently brushes the thought away....
there is no beauty in the sky....
or warmth on her face…
This is a little ditty I did for a local songwriting group I'm in. The prompt was "No instruments" and a previous prompt was "One chord only", so I combined the two.
The haikus were written for a creativity group I'm in, so I used them for…
New mix (24th Oct 2013).
Vocals & Lyrics: Errol Chugg
Composed by Steffen Offermann & Errol Chugg
Guitar: Bobby Clohessy & Mark A. Shrider
Bass: Andreas Glummert
Drums: Ken Grover
New mix (24th Oct 2013).
Vocals & Lyrics: Errol Chugg
Composed by Steffen Offermann & Errol Chugg
Guitar: Bobby Clohessy & Mark A. Shrider
Bass: Andreas Glummert
Drums: Ken Grover
Sounds like a trip across Arizona to me. On a Harley. Love of your life on the buddy seat. Arms around you. Wind blowing. Hair flying. Center line markers clicking by. Lost in the motion.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
I admire your timing. Perfect storytelling.
Hahaha! Love it. Yes, they were like cat whiskers..
James,That brought a tear to my eye. I won't forget his bright blue eyes. I'm honored to have met him.
Great tune.
hmmm, wonder whoo...
Wow....Way cool! LG
Cool Stuff. Almost cinemagical! LG
Oh my goodness. Clever lyrics and vocals. Fun!!
Honestly, James - I like this version MUCH more than the country-pop version with the female singer.She is a good singer, but that other version did not really touch me like this one does. Your voice (although too loud again ;) :P ) plays an important role in the originality and tenderness of your songs. To me it is the most important part. Regards, Steffen
love it .........a kinda the Violent femmes vibe to it.......love it
Absolutely gorgeous. Love the lyrics. So tenderly done, I think it's my favourite of your tracks.
Nice , i like your tunes lots man
Great song man , put a smile on my face
This is a nice song. I enjoyed it. LG
Love it! LG
Perfectly Taylored. Fits nicely!
Nice and lively...the glass is half full never empty...keep looking forward kinda song...love those Trumpets
Joyous!Like the trumpet....an announcment...
Yeahh!! I detect a pattern here..
Crumbs, that's stirring stuff! Really well done. What a track!
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Very cool song. Love the guitar sound.
That's a very cool song. Also, I want to say, "Thanks," for visiting my music. I used to play the Basement Coffee House back when Lyle was running the show. Married the girl behind the concessions counter.
Well, you are choosing your samples/sounds well. I really like what it all adds up to.
Too sad for words...
Breezy groove. Very nice.
This is beautiful. Is that a harp?
Love the blending of diverse elements.
Well, Dare I hope to do as well. But I'm sure going to do some experimenting.
That's the best synthesized strings I've ever heard that I know of. What are you doing them with?
Very mournful. Is that real violins? (pyropool@earthlink.net)
I can hear Marty Robbins singing this. Such a suggestion of sadness.
...a time a place and a girl. Nice song. Cool imagery...."snow has hushed the sound..." And the graveyard reference.
Like vocals.
Very good! ...and well done.
Such desolation...
For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I can not get this or the above songs to play.
I like this a lot. But on my player the background voices overwhelm your words. Want to hear the words. Want to hear the words.
Actually, it's more like Toy Matinee. Kevin Gilbert was one of my favorites.
Sounds like Las Angeles to me. Steely Dan. Clean.
Sounds like a trip across Arizona to me. On a Harley. Love of your life on the buddy seat. Arms around you. Wind blowing. Hair flying. Center line markers clicking by. Lost in the motion.