THERE, I SAID IT
The more you got, the more you got to lose
From the top of your head down to the bottom of your shoes
The things you love. The things you abuse
It's enough to give a white boy the blues
I said it. There, I said it
It might…
HOW
I've got a friend. He is in trouble
But he just stands there in the rubble
It seems each day his sorrows double
He needs to know. He needs to know
How do you keep your hand from shaking
How do you keep your fear from waking
How…
THERE, I SAID IT
The more you got, the more you got to lose
From the top of your head down to the bottom of your shoes
The things you love. The things you abuse
It's enough to give a white boy the blues
I said it. There, I said it
It might…
THERE, I SAID IT
The more you got, the more you got to lose
From the top of your head down to the bottom of your shoes
The things you love. The things you abuse
It's enough to give a white boy the blues
I said it. There, I said it
It might…
THERE, I SAID IT
The more you got, the more you got to lose
From the top of your head down to the bottom of your shoes
The things you love. The things you abuse
It's enough to give a white boy the blues
I said it. There, I said it
It might…
Dude stole my guitar
so I wrote a song about him...
BICYCLE EDDY
Bicycle Eddy, he rode at night
Had no fenders on his bike
Had a brown streak up the back of his shirt
Eddy don't care. "It's just dirt."
Bicycle Eddy, he slept all day…
HOW
I've got a friend. He is in trouble
But he just stands there in the rubble
It seems each day his sorrows double
He needs to know. He needs to know
How do you keep your hand from shaking
How do you keep your fear from waking
How…
This one made me cry. Deep, touching lyrics. Powerful. Reaching. I of course don't really know what this is specifically about, but what I read into it from my own experiences, PTSD. If so, thank you for putting it into words for us who live it, and for getting it.
Dude stole my guitar
so I wrote a song about him...
BICYCLE EDDY
Bicycle Eddy, he rode at night
Had no fenders on his bike
Had a brown streak up the back of his shirt
Eddy don't care. "It's just dirt."
Bicycle Eddy, he slept all day…
HOW
I've got a friend. He is in trouble
But he just stands there in the rubble
It seems each day his sorrows double
He needs to know. He needs to know
How do you keep your hand from shaking
How do you keep your fear from waking
How…
I CAN'T TELL
I can't tell if it's morning or evening
I can't tell night from day
I can't tell if I'm arriving or leaving
Doesn't mean a thing to me
Since you went away
I can't tell if it's sunny or raining
I can't tell if it's…
I CAN'T TELL
I can't tell if it's morning or evening
I can't tell night from day
I can't tell if I'm arriving or leaving
Doesn't mean a thing to me
Since you went away
I can't tell if it's sunny or raining
I can't tell if it's…
I CAN'T TELL
I can't tell if it's morning or evening
I can't tell night from day
I can't tell if I'm arriving or leaving
Doesn't mean a thing to me
Since you went away
I can't tell if it's sunny or raining
I can't tell if it's…
I CAN'T TELL
I can't tell if it's morning or evening
I can't tell night from day
I can't tell if I'm arriving or leaving
Doesn't mean a thing to me
Since you went away
I can't tell if it's sunny or raining
I can't tell if it's…
ADOBE & BLOOD
Thanks to David Kneller
for bringing up the subject
and creating that phrase:
ADOBE & BLOOD
I read a lotta stories about a lotta stuff
But I tell ya folks, I'll never read enough
To block out the memories what…
ADOBE & BLOOD
Thanks to David Kneller
for bringing up the subject
and creating that phrase:
ADOBE & BLOOD
I read a lotta stories about a lotta stuff
But I tell ya folks, I'll never read enough
To block out the memories what…
ADOBE & BLOOD
Thanks to David Kneller
for bringing up the subject
and creating that phrase:
ADOBE & BLOOD
I read a lotta stories about a lotta stuff
But I tell ya folks, I'll never read enough
To block out the memories what…
It seems our hunger to express awe is channeled
into petty things early in our life and when we break free we feel robbed because all the mighty expressions are tied up in silly stories about some jealous being making contradictory demands…
When you come to the end of the road
and all of the signs just say "No"
You never say, "Quit"
Cause that's not your bit
You're not a pup
You never give up...
It's so dark
she can't sleep
She needs more
ice in her water
She lost her smile
It went to Nashville
So she sent
me her address
I didn't know
if I should answer
or go to her
I could call a taxi
Too much wine
Too much coffee
Too…
Jeff's version
FLORENCIA
The tide is going out in Avila
I can feel it in my blood
Here I am in South Beach Florida
Just like you knew I would
There's a place in California
Where the coast is always clear
You said you'd be in…
Like it. I get the Glen Campbell vibe too.
I kinda like how the song is quite relaxed but the bass line is steaming along - almost like the bass-player thinks he's getting paid per note!
Next in the little pile of songs from the shoe-box. This one has the date 27th January 1994 written on it, but it's describing an episode from many years earlier when I was, I'm guessing, something like 12 or 13 years old.
I had to go to a…
At last... I've managed to finish something.
This was written months ago. I was about to try recording it with one or two others when this year's decorating started. With various buggered fingers, back muscles, etc, etc, I wasn't actually able…
Seasons
OsCKilO
Changing Room 2013
What is the Earth without the wind
To turn the soil
To let the water in
When it comes
At the moment of the rain
Those cracks the wind swept
Now left to drink the whole sky in
Till its bubble rise a top on…
Dear Listener, Thank you for your comment. It's a brand new song and still being written. Your comment helps me figure out what needs to be done to make the song understandable.
I read Siddhartha when I was young and tho it promised a beautiful mate it also promised the loss of that beautiful mate and ending life alone. For some reason that frightened me at the time and sure enough, 28 years with my beautiful mate and she walked out...
FEATHERS IN THE WIND is about a high school girlfriend, dead now. But Keren is still alive.
I look forward to hearing your music. j mt
First installment of a record of "experimental" tracks, mostly me doing weird stuff around the house and at some point deciding to record "that". Well, in fact that's how most of my music gets done, but well, you get the point. Don't say I didn…
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
This is one of the saddest must beautiful songs I have ever heard. Listening to it over and over. A love song to a love that has forsaken you. Yet you cling.Yet you hope. Yet you believe.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
This is about Mary, the Mother of God and mother of us all. For those who aren't Catholic, Catholics don't worship Mary, we honor her and pray for her intercession, just as people ask other people to pray for them. Mary brings us to Jesus.
Finally, finished this one. Its been a battle finding time and fending off a few bouts with allergies and colds etc...A very windy winter and early spring season in the desert was one of the worst in many years. Hoping to get to working on some…
Such clean acoustic guitar sound. Like the way it grows/builds...how the sound of the voice fills out. Cool voice and song. Starts to sound like the Beatles at the end.
I wrote this in the early 1990's during Desert Storm and after a conversation with my brother-in-law, Er4ic, t the time who was sent over there to fight.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Well done Jim, the pissing in the sink part is prophetic I suppose, I'm glad you still got the stuff to bang out a good one.
Well done James. Great message. I'm pressing *"REPLAY"* . . . again
Ah the stark reality of life. The lyric about "where to get a drink" really got my attention.
welp, this is a nice rebelious, movin' and a shakin' it up Ditty. Armageddon, indeed.. c):~)
FABULOUS! There is so much I love about this song; the beat, the lead guitar, the damn truth about Ted Cruz and that fact that you said it. ROCK ON!
Great!
This one made me cry. Deep, touching lyrics. Powerful. Reaching. I of course don't really know what this is specifically about, but what I read into it from my own experiences, PTSD. If so, thank you for putting it into words for us who live it, and for getting it.
Great lyrics, cool story. Well done. Rock on.
Wow! Amazing!! Really powerful song. All the best to those who were in your mind as you wrote this one.
Love the chorus on this! Gonna be the song in my head today!!!
Good one....
Nice one, like it. Is there a February write-a-song thing? Cos I've written one too! (Might be September before I've finished recording it, though...)
I love the music and I totally adore the poetry!
Powerful message, and it just keeps coming in today's time. . . .all in the name of God.
Great song! Such visual lyrics and powerful melody!
R O C K - O N!!! A song of social conscious, like we use to write in the '60s! Great lyrics, great sounds, great attitude = GREAT JOB!
You create some stunning stuff.
Very short and sweet - love it.
I LOVE this.
Like it. I get the Glen Campbell vibe too. I kinda like how the song is quite relaxed but the bass line is steaming along - almost like the bass-player thinks he's getting paid per note!
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
What a universal little scene. Well told. Every little boy has to deal with that uncertainty. Will she? Sad it never changes for so many of us.
Pensive, maybe. But not dirgy. Just a little more voice in the mix please.
Dear Listener, Thank you for your comment. It's a brand new song and still being written. Your comment helps me figure out what needs to be done to make the song understandable. I read Siddhartha when I was young and tho it promised a beautiful mate it also promised the loss of that beautiful mate and ending life alone. For some reason that frightened me at the time and sure enough, 28 years with my beautiful mate and she walked out... FEATHERS IN THE WIND is about a high school girlfriend, dead now. But Keren is still alive. I look forward to hearing your music. j mt
Mix this with OSMPTS and I bet it would work.
Reminds me, right ff, of 50's tv music. Those great vocals again.
Love the vocal sound.
very sad...
Paul, PLease tell me the words of this. There are some I can't understand. My email is: jamesmichaeltaylor@jamesmichaeltaylor.com
This is one of the saddest must beautiful songs I have ever heard. Listening to it over and over. A love song to a love that has forsaken you. Yet you cling.Yet you hope. Yet you believe.
...bespeaks such loss of innocence. A real tearjerker because the betrayal seems so unanswerable.
Gorgeous. Lovely.
...another beautiful vocal and melody.
This really rings... Like it.All the energy and brightness and that little dip into darkness. And the cool guitar work at the end. j mt
Such clean acoustic guitar sound. Like the way it grows/builds...how the sound of the voice fills out. Cool voice and song. Starts to sound like the Beatles at the end.
The link to your web site isn't working for me.
Beautiful. Voice, voices.
This is beautiful.
...really like your story about your childhood at your web page...
Raw and Rockin'...
Beach Boys and Beatles showing thru...always good.