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 - G
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept…
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 - G
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept…
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…
I listened to Emilie's music on her MySpace site and was prompted to write this song.
Emilie
She's been there. She'll be there.
She's part of the landscape
At old Uncle Calvin's she's grandfathered in.
She'll be there when you need…
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
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…
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…
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…
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…
Thanks Regs for making my crappy music in to great songs.
Enjoy!!!
Sunday morning and she’s gone
Sunday morning all day long
She’s gone
Now she’s gone I don’t feel a thing
I’m so happy i’m free again
She’s gone
She thought…
Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ...
An earthly nourris sits and sings
And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean
(and) no ken I, my bairns father
Far less the land that he dwells in."
And up come he to her bed fit
A grumly guest I'm sure…
I named one of my daughters Silky. This is a beautiful version of the song. I'm sitting here playing along on my guitar. Capo at 3rd fret in G positions.
Domestic violence is a societal evil needing our vigilence to irradicate. It goes beyond bullying. There are so many mixed feelings within the emotional turmoil of the victim/abused. Perhaps this song will open a window of understanding. To the…
This track was made for collaborative purposes. Looking for a slow build of layers. If you hear anything that you would like to add...feel free to do so, and send it back to me...or post it and let me know that you did. TANKS!
In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove.
Lyrics
I can feel the wind blow
Lean into that winding road
Setting Sun against my skin
Shift into that high gear
Get…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
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
you are a great picker. this is a qurirky little number. i like it . i like your stories
It's more than alright, it's great. Love it.
This is a great song old friend. And your vocals are right on!
Great song James!We lived in Hanford, CA for a while close to the sequoias.
Intense...this stuff is instense. Love the gentleness in your voice.
That was great! Wow oh wow!
You just found my soul. This is so beautiful. A tear in my eye.
Good work, JMT. Thank you.
Just beautiful!!
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Cool...such a gentle jibe.
This is a very evocative trac. I'd love to see some video or stills synced with this as a video.
Captures the craziness induced by being dumped. Been there. Am there.
I named one of my daughters Silky. This is a beautiful version of the song. I'm sitting here playing along on my guitar. Capo at 3rd fret in G positions.
Beautiful. So evocative.
Pensive. Haunting.
Nice song. Good clean guitar. Like the keyboard. Easy vocal.
Cool song.
Nice pickin'. Cool song
So beautiful.
Has me singing along.
Really has that Woody feeling.
"When you get to a certain age"...don't I know that's true!
Refreshing.
Compelling...
Makes me want to dance...and I can't dance. Real country swing feel. Love the steel guitar. Makes me think about taking steel guitar lessons.
Nice groove. Any rider can dig it from the first groan of that scooter.
Beautiful.
Welcome to Alonetone. jmt
This one too. I thot it was the continuation of SEE MOLLY PLAY.'