In the corner stands a guitar that plays only sad songs
Give me when a friend lost his wife
And this fine leather jacket came in a package
The day after he took his own life
In a bar down in Austin, he was drinkin' and boastin'
This ring…
In the corner stands a guitar that plays only sad songs
Give me when a friend lost his wife
And this fine leather jacket came in a package
The day after he took his own life
In a bar down in Austin, he was drinkin' and boastin'
This ring…
PORTAL and HAPPINESS and TIME are three of the songs on my new CD, EUREKA. Short pieces.
TIME
There was a time when I figured my Chevy van would last forever
I guess that was back when I was about thirty
And there was a time when I thot…
One night after three month of no rain, as we were driving home from singing at Gringos in Grapevine a splash of water hit the windshield.
I said to myself, "Sweet Rain."
I went home and wrote the song. It's on the soundtrack of a movie called…
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
James, I got so busy that I forgot you sent me notice on this. I hope I followed up and gave you the writer's name. I'm sorry if I haven't. It's an old children's book that I fell in love with.
Hope you are doing well.
Happy Thanksgiving
One night after three month of no rain, as we were driving home from singing at Gringos in Grapevine a splash of water hit the windshield.
I said to myself, "Sweet Rain."
I went home and wrote the song. It's on the soundtrack of a movie called…
This song is just what it is and says what it says.
It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song...
WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept and…
One night after three month of no rain, as we were driving home from singing at Gringos in Grapevine a splash of water hit the windshield.
I said to myself, "Sweet Rain."
I went home and wrote the song. It's on the soundtrack of a movie called…
Something just broke and I think it's my heart
It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart
It mighta been a meter that tore it apart
But, something just broke and I think it's my heart
G.
A bedside bomb with no alarm…
Growing up is hard.
For everyone.
I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…
Growing up is hard.
For everyone.
I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…
Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5
C
Off the coast of California
Where the dolphins ride the waves
We stood and watched them from the cliffs above
Until the sunlight went away
Then we slept in ancient shadows
Underneath the redwood trees…
This song is just what it is and says what it says.
It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song...
WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept and…
Something just broke and I think it's my heart
It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart
It mighta been a meter that tore it apart
But, something just broke and I think it's my heart
G.
A bedside bomb with no alarm…
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
Delightfully sweet way to start my morning, thanks to Bethan for pointing this out... Sounds a lot like a story that could have been written by the late Childrens Book author "Doctor Swoofs" (smirk). Wonderfully heart-warming lyrics (great job Lesley), and very nicely adapted to song format, very enjoyable/catchy/folky music, sung and played "just right". I hope she likes your adaptation. Love the message.
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
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
Growing up is hard.
For everyone.
I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…
This song is just what it is and says what it says.
It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song...
WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept and…
One night after three month of no rain, as we were driving home from singing at Gringos in Grapevine a splash of water hit the windshield.
I said to myself, "Sweet Rain."
I went home and wrote the song. It's on the soundtrack of a movie called…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
This track is from the 1986 Scartaglen album "The Middle Path". The first tune "Jezaig" was composed by Breton musician Gilles Le Bigot. The second tune is one of the "Cantigas de Santa Maria" and is attributed to King Alfonso X of Spain
Roger…
Love song about strife in relationships....the song needs more work; gotta redo the vocals....nevertheless, I hope you enjoy it. Here are the lyrics:
Beyond the horizon,
The sun burns bright…
A 3 track improvisation on 7 congas roughly tuned by ear to a chromatic scale.
LYRICS:
I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne…
Poor old Reg is feeling a bit insignificant after being unseen by a woman he liked the look of who turned out to be only interested in the material things she could get.....it's a shame but there seems to be a lot of them out there and Love doesn…
Lyrics and Chords:
Winter Solstice
Written by Greg Connor
When the G days are short, and the C evening’s so D long
And the C wind is D shaking the G trees
When the cold snow crunches C beneath your D feet
And your C cheeks are D…
There are things I cannot do without x2
And if I ever run out of the things I cannot do without
I'll run to the nearest 'things I cannot do without' store
And I'll run in and I'll buy some x2
And if someday their running out
Of the things…
Lyrics and Chords:
Winter Solstice
Written by Greg Connor
When the G days are short, and the C evening’s so D long
And the C wind is D shaking the G trees
When the cold snow crunches C beneath your D feet
And your C cheeks are D…
Spare a thought for those with nothing this Christmas..... Homeless with no family.........and no one to help.......
CHRISTMAS ALONE (Lyrics)
Nobody is listening no body knocking on my door
nobody is near me nobody wants me
i’m nobody’s…
~ Observation Affects Reality ~ (as used to say Schrödinger's cat)
Schrödinger's cat: A pussycat, along with a flask containing a poison and a radioactive source, is placed in a sealed box shielded against environmentally induced quantum decoherence…
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Great tune.
Nice work JMT!
Good to see you back here, James. Great songs as always!
I love this track, and Ms Taylor's voice.
James, I got so busy that I forgot you sent me notice on this. I hope I followed up and gave you the writer's name. I'm sorry if I haven't. It's an old children's book that I fell in love with. Hope you are doing well. Happy Thanksgiving
Nice song..
Ah, Karma then! Lovely set of tracks here. Thanks for the info.
Who is the lady with the beautiful voice? This song is wonderful.
This is just so great on so many levels!
Good call Alex, this is spot on.
god bless the mangoes shuffle.. had missed this one. I been tired since i was born.. so i can relate
it's a classic, man :)
I like that humming-good humming is harder than people think! Guitar arrangement is fine--great song. Bob
There's that blues--Biglish Bob
Delightfully sweet way to start my morning, thanks to Bethan for pointing this out... Sounds a lot like a story that could have been written by the late Childrens Book author "Doctor Swoofs" (smirk). Wonderfully heart-warming lyrics (great job Lesley), and very nicely adapted to song format, very enjoyable/catchy/folky music, sung and played "just right". I hope she likes your adaptation. Love the message.
One of the most enchanting things I have ever heard. Wonderful!
Magical.
You have the most wonderful way of phrasing.
Great song James! Got a willi nelson feel to it.
wow this is different from what i have heard. again i am finding myself surprized and wanting to hear the next tim
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Beautiful...
Sounds very old English. Like Bert Jentz or John Rhenborn. Like it. Very nice guitar sound.
I wanna see the video that goes with this.
Haunting. I wish your voice was louder so I could hear all your words.
Like it.
If I could play drums like this my rhythm tracks would be much better. Enjoy just sitting back and listening to the many tones and varied rhythms.
Great "attitude"!
Very pretty. Great mix.
Beautiful . I'd like to hear it mixed with the voice as clear as the guitar.
This sounds like a tribal gathering. Perfect background for a moonlit African night.
Very Beatle beginning...
Beautiful...very touching...sitting here playing along.
Cool. The child in the adult is for wonder.
Cool. The child in the adult is for wonder.
Love the treatment, It sounded like a didgeridoo at first. And thank you for listening to my song snd commenting.
Love it...
So evocative. We who are alone see pictures when we hear things like this...swirling sounds and longing gathered into the dark wet blanket of sand...
Very nice.
Very pretty.
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...