Girls aren't like guitars.
They won't just sit around waiting for you to come up with something interesting to do
Girls aren't like guitars.
If you're having problems maybe it's because
Girls aren't like guitars
(C) 2015 Royal T Music
Probably anyone who plays the guitar could write this song....
Someone asked if I was actually in Spain in 2003. Actually, 2000. Working on the movie, THE STONE RAFT with George Sluizer, from a book by Jose Saramago.
Inspired by something Jenni…
These lyrics are brilliant! Great vocal delivery, making the lyrics real. Good music and an excellent mix down and mastering job. Liking the tone of the lead picking.
Tracy posted a message which said, "If I could write a song about the way I feel right now, it would be a hit." So I grabbed my guitar and came up with this...
Randy Brown and I did a little co-write this evening and this is what we came up with...
I MISTOOK IT FOR THE MOON Capo @ 2 Key D (Play in C positions)
I was coasting across West Texas/Had my top down, it was late at night
I caught a coyote…
Probably anyone who plays the guitar could write this song....
Someone asked if I was actually in Spain in 2003. Actually, 2000. Working on the movie, THE STONE RAFT with George Sluizer, from a book by Jose Saramago.
Inspired by something Jenni…
After reading the book: The Immortal Life of Henryetta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot. Google HeLa cells and you'll get the whole story. The most famous cell line EVER.
RUN HeLa RUN
Her name was Henryetta Lacks but she never knew
Her family finally…
SNOW MAN
I'll tell you right now
I don't cry
You might mistake some sweat
for a teardrop in my eye
But, I don't cry
In spite of what you might be thinking
I don't get tired of humble pie
(That's not a tear drop in my eye)
And don…
WRITER’S BLOCK
I went out to the stockyards last night. I don’t get out much but I had an invite.
My buddy, Guthrie Kennard was playing.
The place was full. The band was tight. Whitney Raquel opened the night
And the kids from the 2500 Club…
SNOW MAN
I'll tell you right now
I don't cry
You might mistake some sweat
for a teardrop in my eye
But, I don't cry
In spite of what you might be thinking
I don't get tired of humble pie
(That's not a tear drop in my eye)
And don…
WRITER’S BLOCK
I went out to the stockyards last night. I don’t get out much but I had an invite.
My buddy, Guthrie Kennard was playing.
The place was full. The band was tight. Whitney Raquel opened the night
And the kids from the 2500 Club…
WRITER’S BLOCK
I went out to the stockyards last night. I don’t get out much but I had an invite.
My buddy, Guthrie Kennard was playing.
The place was full. The band was tight. Whitney Raquel opened the night
And the kids from the 2500 Club…
I can totally picture the places in Fort Worth. I love this song! And the conversations.... awesome chorus! This one is going to be in my head all day.
SNOW MAN
I'll tell you right now
I don't cry
You might mistake some sweat
for a teardrop in my eye
But, I don't cry
In spite of what you might be thinking
I don't get tired of humble pie
(That's not a tear drop in my eye)
And don…
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THE CIRCLE OF NO REGRETS Key C
capo @ 5
C F G C C G C
If your heart must be broken…
I could have sworn I commented on this before, but maybe I forgot to click "send" -- but, anyway, what I tried to say then and will say now: especially intelligent lyrics!
WATER
I was standing there just pumping gas and pissing on my tire
When I dropped my wallet. The situation's dire
I got water on my wallet and water on my shoe
Standing there at half a tank wondering what to do
It's kinda hard to zip…
WATER
I was standing there just pumping gas and pissing on my tire
When I dropped my wallet. The situation's dire
I got water on my wallet and water on my shoe
Standing there at half a tank wondering what to do
It's kinda hard to zip…
For a short clip of of a video of this:
https://vimeo.com/214337550/f68cc0c21b
This song made me a professional songwriter when George Sluizer, the director of THE VANISHING, put it in the movie by that name.
SWEET RAIN Key G
G…
Some people measure things by inches and miles,
gallons and quarts and sometimes smiles, but I got a measure that I made up: I measure my orange juice by the "blub, blub, blub.".
MOTHER'S EYES
I used to chide my mother
She saw the loss in every face
The cemetery. The old folks home
along the way
I used to laugh at Mother
She saw the pain in every eye
Now time has passed
and Mom is gone and here am I
And…
I wrote to my children, my answer. I told the how I watched them thru the window and enjoyed them in ways they never knew. How seeing them learn and succeed at their efforts was such pleasure to me. How discovering who they were by the talents and generosity they exhibited made me happy...The first response I got was from Embyr, now a registered nurse, mother of 4, just said, "Jim, you were mean."
Sat 11:38 PM
Christopher sent Yesterday at 11:38 PM
I listened to Kite a bunch of times, trying to think how it could be improved (it can’t be), and it occurred to me that Ben Franklin flew a key. That part of the story had never occurred to me as important before. But it’s like he was trying to unlock something.
Maybe he tried it on a clear day and let the kite rise to where he couldn’t see it. That’d be a different experiment altogether. Christopher Youngblood
The story our song that night (Songwriter night, Tuesday, at The Post, where we would divide up into groups and have a new song ready to perform in one hour) was about railroads and a girl from San Antone. When I got home I had the Tejas/Chaos…
Love the piano. Love the brevity, and the words themselves. Love "voice like confetti"! I get more about her story from the music itself. The words set it up beautifully. But the music, the back up, the energy had me seeing those waves, and sensing the sleeping fish beneath! Love the "tip" of another story, her buying l ip gloss in NYC. Love that that is all that you gave.
Seen by Gwyn at 12:20 PM
Gwyn Henry
I BUY GUITARS
Em
One man might buy cigarettes and waste it all in smoke
Another marijuana and share a friendly toke
Am
Another, with more money, might invest in antique cars
Em
I buy guitars
A man might buy a baseball card
Keep it…
I have posted far too many wafty and generally pleasant songs. Time for something a bit more dark and malevolent - back to the dark side......
Lyrics:
I’m gonna wait until you are happy again And be waiting for you
I’m gonna wait until…
Another soothing, kind of playful fingerpicking tune, in something like E minor.
I had intended to put some lyrics over the rhythm track, but then I was having fun with the lead and decided to just keep it this way for now. Maybe another version…
My attempt at this super fun sea shanty!
This is an old New Zealand whaling song. The popular recent version was recorded a cappella by The Longest Johns. I'm using the chords suggested by Piotrek_G on ultimate-guitar.
Edit: re-uploaded…
A bit of wah lead to a song......
As the clouds start to break the suns on the run again
Keeping all that rain at bay
I’ve had enough of this damn lockdown
I want out, I want to live and have some fun again
Come on sun shine down on me…
She lies alone. She's crying.
The truth hit her like a rock
A rock thrown thru her window
The window to her heart
His eyes told her a story
And she believed it, every word
She made plans to leave forever
Her time was over on this earth…
Written for a song challenge. We were given the theme of a name found on an item, carved on a tree, on a street sign - whatever. Then off we raced all in our different directions, just to see where different songwriters would end up. I chose to…
When I was young we lived opposite a big play area - lots of grass and trees and bushes to rampage around - and in the middle a tarmac playground with the "amusements" - a witches hat (aka umbrella), a long rocking horse with saddles along its…
Ashes and dragon's breath - bright things in the sky, childhood games, battlegrounds, cemeteries.
Lyrics:
Long long days, summer holidays, staying up late
green wood on the bonfire, we danced around the flames
street lights and stars…
Ashes and dragon's breath - bright things in the sky, childhood games, battlegrounds, cemeteries.
Lyrics:
Long long days, summer holidays, staying up late
green wood on the bonfire, we danced around the flames
street lights and stars…
Summer In The Wind was written by me and recorded by the Ninja Broilers (myself and my sister). It is dedicated to our mum. A song of sad goodbyes and new beginnings.
This is one of our first "international collaborations" - so the production…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
This is superb. Even the girl in this house laughed.
I dig this, and relate -- each of my guitars are convinced I love them more than the others.
These lyrics are brilliant! Great vocal delivery, making the lyrics real. Good music and an excellent mix down and mastering job. Liking the tone of the lead picking.
harbored grudges and tethered hearts...broken glasses and fingers...
I like it. Sticks in the brain.
I like the guitar turn. is there more?
A story in a story in a story... sort of lullaby-esque
What a sweet little argument with a guitar... I like this one too. Catchy tune as well.
GREAT STUFF,James!!!!!!! This is definitely my favorite JMT track so far.
Love the chords on this. Like Gene says - bittersweet.
Love it.
Outstanding!
B W A H A H A !!!
I can totally picture the places in Fort Worth. I love this song! And the conversations.... awesome chorus! This one is going to be in my head all day.
Sad, but gripping, meaningful lyrics. A good bit of songwriting and a great performance vocally and guitar-wise. Bittersweet.
I could have sworn I commented on this before, but maybe I forgot to click "send" -- but, anyway, what I tried to say then and will say now: especially intelligent lyrics!
Bwahaha! What a tale. Damn. Rock on, James.
oh the humanity.. :0
Another of my favorites.
Cute
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
I wrote to my children, my answer. I told the how I watched them thru the window and enjoyed them in ways they never knew. How seeing them learn and succeed at their efforts was such pleasure to me. How discovering who they were by the talents and generosity they exhibited made me happy...The first response I got was from Embyr, now a registered nurse, mother of 4, just said, "Jim, you were mean."
Sat 11:38 PM Christopher sent Yesterday at 11:38 PM I listened to Kite a bunch of times, trying to think how it could be improved (it can’t be), and it occurred to me that Ben Franklin flew a key. That part of the story had never occurred to me as important before. But it’s like he was trying to unlock something. Maybe he tried it on a clear day and let the kite rise to where he couldn’t see it. That’d be a different experiment altogether. Christopher Youngblood
Love the piano. Love the brevity, and the words themselves. Love "voice like confetti"! I get more about her story from the music itself. The words set it up beautifully. But the music, the back up, the energy had me seeing those waves, and sensing the sleeping fish beneath! Love the "tip" of another story, her buying l ip gloss in NYC. Love that that is all that you gave. Seen by Gwyn at 12:20 PM Gwyn Henry
"Love this! That last verse... ummm hmmmmm." Gwyn Henry
Could you please add the lyrics. I'm a bit hard of hearing and I'm missing some words.
Great guitar sound. You write great "throw-away songs."
What a great groove (with Beatle fragments).
My mother had dementia:https://alonetone.com/jamesmichaeltaylor/tracks/mama-has-a-time-machine
It might be silly but that's great rhythm track.
I like the bendy-swooniness of this..
Fresh and lively...trying to pick along...
Love it!
Gitty Up!
Been there with my parents...so sad.
"Unbelievable..., unbuckled my jaw." Christopher Youngblood
This song makes me want to share a song of mine with you:https://alonetone.com/jamesmichaeltaylor/playlists/cushions/the-couch-022815-1
You are the female Pete Seeger. Talking is singing and singing is talking.
You are my new favorite singer/songwriter. I want to know everything about you.
Another gem. A picture book...
Another beautiful piece. I want to listen to everything you have written.