It's about Fog...
The fog that crept into the window at the Fort Ord stockade back in 1965, when I would skip breakfast and sit by the barred window in the barber chair and smell the ocean air.
Some people have someone to hold them when they are lonely
Some people have someone to call their one and only
Some folks miss the boat, or get a boat that won’t float
Or get a goat that eats their grass
Some people have someone to call their…
C w Capo @ 5
C G C G
Thirty one years in this city.
C G C G
Thirty one years on this street
Fighting in the morning. Fighting at night.
This place has the smell of defeat…
THE BURDEN OF SANITY - capo @ 5 in An
Am F
As I turned on to Calhoun I could hear the music from the street
Dm E
A dog pissed on a speaker as I found myself a seat
Now, Buster is a caveman all hunched over his bones
Hair matted like a…
She threw her slip down on the bed spread
She threw her panties on the stack
Now she must take them to the cleaners
He said that he will not be back
She turned and reached into the corner
She took her guitar from the rack...
This song might be better suited for a girl but I don't have a girl anymore.
CAREFREE
Every time I go out looking for someone who's not like me
Someone who's learned to take their time and live their poetry
I dream that Care's a monkey…
THE BURDEN OF SANITY - capo @ 5 in An
Am F
As I turned on to Calhoun I could hear the music from the street
Dm E
A dog pissed on a speaker as I found myself a seat
Now, Buster is a caveman all hunched over his bones
Hair matted like a…
How many miles must Guillermo walk?
Before all my good intentions are more that just talk...
How many shoes must his toe wear thru?
How many miles must Guillermo walk?
Thursday afternoon and the bridge is a mess
No chance to pull over so…
LANCASTER STREET
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
Sunshine brings tacos. Sunshine brings beans.
Sunshine…
LANCASTER STREET
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
Sunshine brings tacos. Sunshine brings beans.
Sunshine…
SOMETHING ABOUT THE NIGHT TIME
(Am)Something about the (Bm)night time makes me feel alive
Makes me want to sing a song. Think about my life
(C)Maybe light a (D)candle. I like lemon grass
(Am)Something about the (Bm)night time (B Am E…
LANCASTER STREET
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
Sunshine brings tacos. Sunshine brings beans.
Sunshine…
LANCASTER STREET
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
Sunshine brings tacos. Sunshine brings beans.
Sunshine…
SOLITARY WALK
I am a child of Judah
and the mark of Cain is on me
I am a fugitive in every place I go.
and my name is Joseph Friedman
and I tend the olive orchards
on a hillside just a short walk from my home.
There, the silver trunks…
I am a child of Judah
and the mark of Cain is on me
I am a fugitive in every place I go.
and my name is Joseph Friedman
and I tend the olive orchards
on a hillside just a short walk from my home.
There, the silver trunks are ancient
and the olive branches fruitful
but the breeze that shakes the leaves
still low, "Where is God? Where is God?"
I am a child of Esau. I am Ali Abed.
I once lived...olives near my home.
I would prune the trees in winter
when the sap sinks deep in Gaza
and the children won't be throwing their stones
But the soldiers came at midnight
with their power saws remarking
and now the sap has nowhere left to go.
Where is God/ Where is God?
My name is Jimmy Taylor
and I am a Future Farmer
and my project is nine trees out by the road.
and the trees have been neglected
all these many years untended
a home now for a solitary crow.
So, I climb with my saw and clippers
up into the brittle thicket
busy choosing what will stay and what will go.
And I note my meter progress
and I wonder if I'll ever
rid the olive trees of dead wood,
I'm so slow. And I read the Sunday paper
and I daily read my Bible
and I see the scars of pruning down below.
(c) 2002 Royal T Music
was a Texan.
Quannah Parker was the son born to Cynthia Parker, a white girl, stolen by Comanche raiders who grew up to be the wife of the chief. Quannah, in turn became the leader of his tribe. Eventually, Cynthia returned to her people. This…
I wasn't going to post this - it's the original demo that the finished version is based on. This is the same lead vocal and resonator part that's on the full version - no EQ or anything, just the naked tracks. There's two bars of silence before…
Geas poured some magic sauce on this one and opened up the song to a new level .....Thanks Geas
WHY
the innocence of a lie
the reason behind the why
the sigh of regret
at that moment of death
why
why
oh why
while were swimming in…
I really like this. I just wish you would mix your voice out a bit or include your lyrics. I want to know every word you are saying. It sounds so interesting.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
There was a report recently from Credit Suisse that nearly half the world's wealth is in the hands of 1% of the population, and the wealth shared by the poorest 3.5bn is about the same as that shared by the richest 85 people. And it also said…
Here's a new one. Well, a new old one, actually... And a bit different than the last one!
Something old, something new, something borrowed, and, er, something blue...
****
**Nobody Loves You - A A J Russe**
Nobody loves you
Like you…
This ne has been floating around the files for a while, now. Still not sure if this is a re-upload or if its elements have been so sampled into other projects that familiarity has bred disconnect. In either case, Enjoy!!!
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
wow. The guitar is really lovely and so are the vox . Angelic :)
Beautiful composition. I am reminded slightly of Neil Young :)
Lovely picking and the pads are a great support :) Nice!
Nice. I like it.
Great new batch of songs, JMT. Sounds like you’ve turned a corner. All the exquisite choral harmonies are still there.
I just like saying it.
I really like Burden of Sanity James! Sam Gross
real nice, love the lyrics !
Cool melancholy melody!
I think this is good, but it's more folk than country, but the most popular country is rock.
you paint a wonderful picture here A fine song! enjoyed! KC
I dig the desolate mood here cool vocals
not enough tacos
Awesome track. Brilliant
Great track. The high lonesome vox lead the band
Hello
Dour guitar. Lush vox. Great lyrics. Great track :)
Heart breaking. Yet, beautiful artistry. I listened and tears came.
I am a child of Judah and the mark of Cain is on me I am a fugitive in every place I go. and my name is Joseph Friedman and I tend the olive orchards on a hillside just a short walk from my home. There, the silver trunks are ancient and the olive branches fruitful but the breeze that shakes the leaves still low, "Where is God? Where is God?" I am a child of Esau. I am Ali Abed. I once lived...olives near my home. I would prune the trees in winter when the sap sinks deep in Gaza and the children won't be throwing their stones But the soldiers came at midnight with their power saws remarking and now the sap has nowhere left to go. Where is God/ Where is God? My name is Jimmy Taylor and I am a Future Farmer and my project is nine trees out by the road. and the trees have been neglected all these many years untended a home now for a solitary crow. So, I climb with my saw and clippers up into the brittle thicket busy choosing what will stay and what will go. And I note my meter progress and I wonder if I'll ever rid the olive trees of dead wood, I'm so slow. And I read the Sunday paper and I daily read my Bible and I see the scars of pruning down below. (c) 2002 Royal T Music
lovely ..
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
I will miss his very specific and kind comments.
Wish you would tell more about who you are and about this song. So beautiful.
Sooooo pretty.
ATTITUDE! Yes!
Soooo gritty. Like listening thru the wall to the club next door. Just before the whole place explodes!
Love all the weird sounds you are using...
I really like this. I just wish you would mix your voice out a bit or include your lyrics. I want to know every word you are saying. It sounds so interesting.
great melody
Happy jazz
I can see a couple dancing in the smoky little room...
Interesting bass track.
Smooth and cozy. All it needs is the tinkle of wine glasses and quiet conversation...
This really catches the smokey little jazz club sandwich shop atmosphere.
Very cool too...
Good point
Spacy and hypnotic.
Such sad realization...well said/sung.
This ought to get everyone out on the dance floor. Can't sit still...
The keys really swing.
Zappa meets James Brown.