Em
Well, some folks got big noses
Some folks got big ass
Some folks stand out in the aisle
Make it hard to pass
Am
Some folks got money
Em
They say, “That’s just how it goes.”
B7 A
They make it hard for folks like me
Am Em
To keep…
There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
Jon Hogan said - You are a master of your art. It's the auditory equivalent of a bracing Charley Russel, or a fine Rembrandt, or a poem by Keats or a short story by Hemingway; like these, you have become a master of your art.
There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
Jon Hogan said - We were speachless after it was over, up to about the count of ten. We were staring at each other, such a mix of feelings.... then we both laughed out loud to keep from crying. Mindblowing is all I can really think to say, simply mindblowing.
There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
Em
Well, some folks got big noses
Some folks got big ass
Some folks stand out in the aisle
Make it hard to pass
Am
Some folks got money
Em
They say, “That’s just how it goes.”
B7 A
They make it hard for folks like me
Am Em
To keep…
Em
Well, some folks got big noses
Some folks got big ass
Some folks stand out in the aisle
Make it hard to pass
Am
Some folks got money
Em
They say, “That’s just how it goes.”
B7 A
They make it hard for folks like me
Am Em
To keep…
Em
Well, some folks got big noses
Some folks got big ass
Some folks stand out in the aisle
Make it hard to pass
Am
Some folks got money
Em
They say, “That’s just how it goes.”
B7 A
They make it hard for folks like me
Am Em
To keep…
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.
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
When I was in college my room mate told me a STORY about a traveler who arrived at the gates of a city in a strange land. Seeing a beggar at the gate he gave him a coin and asked him a question: "What kind of people will I find in your city…
GRUMBLE RUMBLE
Remembering Standing Rock
Grumble rumble goes the sky
Spitting water in my eye
Whhhhhhhhhhh goes the wind
Time to call the children in
That's no rumble from the sky
Those are guns with barrels that glow
And the freezing…
Unforgettable! Will become an earworm for some. Very disturbing, this scenario, but "same as it ever was." This country has been exploiting the land/resources/culture/heritage/peace of mind/environmental balance/spiritual elements of our native peoples since the very beginning. Began on the backs and bones of the indigenous, and developed economically on the backs and bones of the slaves. Yea, us. A city set on a hill!
When I was in college my room mate told me a STORY about a traveler who arrived at the gates of a city in a strange land. Seeing a beggar at the gate he gave him a coin and asked him a question: "What kind of people will I find in your city…
Rocka my brain. Rocka my soul
Rocka my body in a six foot hole
Don't leave me here to face this night alone
Rock me in the evening. Rock me at night
Rock my body in the broad day light
But don't leave me here to face my life alone
You…
GRUMBLE RUMBLE
Remembering Standing Rock
Grumble rumble goes the sky
Spitting water in my eye
Whhhhhhhhhhh goes the wind
Time to call the children in
That's no rumble from the sky
Those are guns with barrels that glow
And the freezing…
GRUMBLE RUMBLE
Remembering Standing Rock
Grumble rumble goes the sky
Spitting water in my eye
Whhhhhhhhhhh goes the wind
Time to call the children in
That's no rumble from the sky
Those are guns with barrels that glow
And the freezing…
GRUMBLE RUMBLE
Remembering Standing Rock
Grumble rumble goes the sky
Spitting water in my eye
Whhhhhhhhhhh goes the wind
Time to call the children in
That's no rumble from the sky
Those are guns with barrels that glow
And the freezing…
A PICTURE I CAN'T THROW AWAY Key C
Capo @ 4
(Yes. It's a true story. I changed it to 1st person. It was a friend of my brother, Joe's.)
This audio is missing. I will have to find it in the archives or re-record it some day…
Always Young In My Dreams capo at 5
G D G GbassG#
I’m always young in my dreams
Am AmbassG AmbassF# D
My horse is always Old Shane
Am D D#dim Em
So proud and strong as we canter…
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…
Way, way back I read an article in the newspaper about a little old lady who embezzled money from the bank and wound up in Brazi, living the good life with her boyfriend. Fans seem to like this song.
So I dropped the guitar into DADGAD tuning for the first time, threw a capo on the third fret, rifled off something nice, and sent it to Movement to Contact for his contribution, got it back, did some mixing...
Here is the result.
YOU NEED…
A true story about getting screwed at the car dealership when I took my car as a trade-in
on a new car. It was a learning experience
that I never forgot.
The lyrics for this song were inscribed on the headstone when the legendary character Tom Thumb died. Inge did the vocals for this song and did a wonderful job. The harmonies, along with the a capella intro and coda, are hers, and take the song…
My contribution to the "Spring Time" songs posted on the Forum.
http://alonetone.com/forums/making-music/topics/spring-time
Lyrics:
Spring time comes, the Robins sing
And love is in the air
Rain falls down, the flowers bloom
Romance…
Including the following sample from Freesound.com:
http://www.freesound.org/people/sleep/sounds/1375/
deep
it can be stowed away
it can be remembered
it can't be thrown away
when it's deep
hurt
it can be cherished
it can be channelled…
Lyrics:
Everyone is Irish on St Patrick’s Day
C Everyone is Irish on St Patrick’s Day
Cause F it’s the only Irish thing to C do
A F twinkle in the eye of every C I Em rish Am man
Will D leave you with a better point of G view
C Everyone is…
Another Live performance with former band mates in Scartaglen back in 1988 on the NPR show Mountain Stage. This time a piece of Gaelic mouth music followed by 3 reels. Maybe the most complex arrangement of a set of tunes that we ever did.
This song is about the RPM Challenge; having 28 days (yes, I cheated, this year we get 29) to write and record a 10 song album. The illustrious Ghost Tea (http://soundcloud.com/ghosttea) added some rhymes to make it extra special!
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Morgan Lindley said - That is awesome. Next time you see me I'll be playing that song. I'm stoked you have a tab for it
Jon Hogan said - You are a master of your art. It's the auditory equivalent of a bracing Charley Russel, or a fine Rembrandt, or a poem by Keats or a short story by Hemingway; like these, you have become a master of your art.
Jon Hogan said - We were speachless after it was over, up to about the count of ten. We were staring at each other, such a mix of feelings.... then we both laughed out loud to keep from crying. Mindblowing is all I can really think to say, simply mindblowing.
Maria Moss said - Oh yeah. We stopped typing on our laptops and just listened. And then we both went "oh yeah!"
nice alt version although i still like the original version best
Go get-um Jim.
Bet u had fun doin this james..rockin like fuuuuuck!!!
Love this "Happy" too. Buddy was the greatest!
Pure poetry, sung! And I love the clarinet (?) with the strings. Beautiful sound!
You got me chuckling this morning. 40 seconds of truth.
Great melody, love the story and you perform it so well!
Unforgettable! Will become an earworm for some. Very disturbing, this scenario, but "same as it ever was." This country has been exploiting the land/resources/culture/heritage/peace of mind/environmental balance/spiritual elements of our native peoples since the very beginning. Began on the backs and bones of the indigenous, and developed economically on the backs and bones of the slaves. Yea, us. A city set on a hill!
Love this story! Awesome poetry
Great lyric, performed with emotion. Nice job!
Nice one James ! There's a lot going on, brilliant !
That is a good song that sticks in you mind , you feel it after you hear it
Like this. Lyrics, melody, effects, rhythm. Good job!
beautiful...
this is very nice indeed.....
Love this.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
One of my favorites.
Just as with DES(diethylstilbestrol. The song is funny but the reality: NOT SO MUCH. Well sang.
Really full sound. Very nice sentiment.
This one, I have not heard before. Very clever. Lu doing Little Richard! Great harp player too.
Very nice.
Like it.
Like this...
Love that change on "not to see"... So pretty. So sad.
Beautiful.
Heavy!
Like it.
Love your voice in this one.
I want to see the video of this one...gotta be something moving right along.
I was wondering and now I understand...nice song. Especially like the Banjo.
This is very impressive. I'm going to have to write something like this.
Love the docudrama feel.
Love the 60's sound.
Radical!
Groovy!
Love the beat!