capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
capo @ 3
Am walk down...
When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles
to Grandma's in the Spring
I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard.
Grandma had a swing
But the times have changed...
When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…
HOME
(Am D) or (F C)
VERSE 1.
Where the (G) windmill sings to the mocking bird
And the (CM7) prairie wind, without a word
(Am) Whispers thru tall (D) grass, I’ll be (G) home
(F C G) or (Am D)
VERSE 2.
Where the butter cups and…
Love this whole album James - sometimes you don't need 3 minutes to say everything you need to say. You're pretty much a master of that.... ~~ Peace, Wade
This originated as a poem sent to me by Rose Kampton, morning the loss of her father. I turned it into a prayer and put music to it. Then when Brook drowned it became something altogether else.
(c) 1990 Royal T Muaic
CHRISTMAS@#$%& II
Snow flakes splashing on my windshield
My old heater hums a tune
And I can hardly see the road
and I'm wishing it was June.
Now, I ain't no atheist
and I ain't no Hebrew
And I ain't one to hold my tongue
when the thots…
about Winter Nacht
each year for the past 4 RPM cycles,, i have known a friend or loved one who has passed away... throughout history winter has been a time when sickness and death creep a little stronger amongst us..... perhaps because of these…
You sure getting SOME deep bass out of whatever you are playing. I can see the snow blowing against the window. Your frozen breath as you sit in the frigid room. Fingers cut out in your gloves so you can feel the brittle keys.
First song of 2011 . . .
LYRICS:
She has a disease
Never learned to please anyone
else other than herself
Fuck the world and give em hell
She's down on her knees
Swaying in the breeze and when she
leans that way I go along
Bending…
Everyone has had one of those special nights . . .
(The strings are not a sample.)
UPDATED AUDIO 1-20-12
LYRICS:
Sneak out and slip into the night
Shotgun we're going for a ride
Forget your curfew
Everything will be all right…
People are dying every day in the street
People are dying every day
People are dying every day in the street
Just for being people in the street
Peace, when's it coming, coming for the people in the street
Peace, you can sing it
Sing it for the…
View the footage with music [at youtube](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQZDRKD8oSA&hd=1)
After watching the video of the tsunami devastating the shores of Japan, I couldn't work anymore. So instead I sat down to dedicate a few hours of…
Simple Plan
T Boudreau
Wandering soul, do as your told
and come back inside it's getting cold
I've been waiting here with hope n fear and my hands on the wheel til you decide to steer
Mr. Hollowtree you're a mystery to me you stand tall…
This is a song I wrote that actually came true. I wrote it several years ago. The girl I wrote it about I had not seen in nearly 20 years. I just wrote the song as a 'what if"... A short time after I first posted it, I was suddenly emailed after…
Guitars - LearJeff
Vocals - Rough Diamond
Steel Guitar - Tom D
Drums & Percussion - F-Jam
Words & Music- Chesook
Think it’s time to take a holiday
And I’ve found the perfect place to stay
Booked the villa and the Qantas fare…
I'm not superstitious, but ... I did not want to end the day with 13 uploaded songs. :D
Here is another old one. Not mixed as good as I think I could do it now, but it could be much worse. ;)
Music: Steffen Offermann & Tricia Dovidio
Lyrics…
Lyrics: Grant D. McLeman
Vocals: Domenico Mercurio (Mimmo)
Composed, arranged & mixed by Steffen Offermann
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Like "Wish" this song was an attempt by me to put a free-form poem by Grant…
Have you made an effort to be in touch with the film makers in your part of the world? Your state probably has a film comission. If you haven't already, I suggest you do and then begin to find about what is in the works in your state and offer to submit music to the college and independent film makers.
I had this tune in my head for years before I finally sat down and recorded a quick draft of it. I would like to record this with real instruments (acoustic guitar + electric lead guitar).
Anybody interested in helping me?
This is the new version!
Lyrics: Andrew Furlong
Vocals: Mark A. Shrider
Guitars: Mark A. Shrider
Bass: Andy Gupta
Music & Mix: Steffen Offermann
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Just a little rock song.
Steffen, You have a really great bunch of musical friends. Are these people you have in your real world or do write with people from all over? What is your process? Do you swap .wav files?
Vocals: Tricia Dovidio
Lyrics: Tricia Dovidio
Composed by Tricia Dovidio
Guitars: Mike Woodford
Bass: Andy Gupta
Drums: Stephen Smith
Synthesizers: Steffen Offermann
Arranged & mixed by Steffen Offermann…
Vocals: James Ryce
Lyrics: Paul Dempsey
Bass & Drums: Neal Vanderhoof
Guitar: Andrew Doherty
Composed, arranged & mixed by Steffen Offermann
James is actually a country singer. This was the first time for him to sing a jazzy piano…
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I finally was able to remix the song. Please listen to "Fide On The Broom Stick (Version 2012)" in my track list to compare…
Listening to this I see icicles melting as the sun comes up and the melted water flows into the gutter and then into the storm drain.....cars pass by and people run to the bus stop. Watch the passing storefronts as the town wakes up. Very evocative.
This is a page from my "sketchbook". I regularly sit with a guitar and just let the flow of thoughts drift up in words and progressions. I will rather "surf" an idea that arises on some set of words, but I don't "control" much of this. So it's…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Beautiful, James Michael Taylor. You are full of talent and you have been blessed with the power of storytelling and connecting! Taylor May
such a great writer, James Connie Ramsey
Brilliant, James Michael Taylor, your story is easy to visualize!! Jim Lamb
Beautiful. Eric Covington
Good one, bud. Steve Fuqua
Beautiful. Very moving. Belinda Stevens
Beautiful. Sad. Touched me. Rahim Quazi
I love this. Thanks for posting. Jenni Mansfield Peal
Beautiful Rose Jeffus
Beautiful brother Wade Jackson
Very Lovely Laurie Callinan
Loved that. Nice. I agree w Jeff, it’s sad but beautiful. Dana Deatherage
Very pretty. Very sad. Well written and performed, as usual. Jeff Prince
I wish I could sing like that Vicki-Lee Cayrouse
Love all your work !!!! your Music Video Videographer, Eric Haarnew
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...that is fun - Laurie Callinan
Love this whole album James - sometimes you don't need 3 minutes to say everything you need to say. You're pretty much a master of that.... ~~ Peace, Wade
...beautiful voice, intonation ... well done! Mike Hanby...Gig Harbor, Wa
Boch Slydur WONDERFUL !!!!.....
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Love your picking on this and the beautiful old song.
You sure getting SOME deep bass out of whatever you are playing. I can see the snow blowing against the window. Your frozen breath as you sit in the frigid room. Fingers cut out in your gloves so you can feel the brittle keys.
Very nice song. I like your voices.
Crossing Guns and Roses and The Beatles...great mix and harmonies. Like the elongated beat.
You rock too...
Rockin'...makes me want to boogie...
I think the world changed on that day. This is very evocative. This piece could be called Alone Tones. PS...where did the name AloneTone come from?
Rock on...j mt
What a great story.
Like this! Reminds me of Gene Pitney.
I can't imagine what your standards are topping out at if you apologize for this mix. This is beautiful.
Have you made an effort to be in touch with the film makers in your part of the world? Your state probably has a film comission. If you haven't already, I suggest you do and then begin to find about what is in the works in your state and offer to submit music to the college and independent film makers.
If I can figure out how to download this track I will add rhythm guitars.
Steffen, You have a really great bunch of musical friends. Are these people you have in your real world or do write with people from all over? What is your process? Do you swap .wav files?
Kicks ass. Love it. Wish I could do stuff like this. Sooooo poppy!
A cello with this would be so nice...or a whole bed of strings to undergird that melody.
Very nice. So clear and clean. Nice voice too. I see you collaborate with other musicians. Feel free to ask me to do background vocals.
Very pretty. And sad.
Listening to this I see icicles melting as the sun comes up and the melted water flows into the gutter and then into the storm drain.....cars pass by and people run to the bus stop. Watch the passing storefronts as the town wakes up. Very evocative.
Like the use of the metaphor.