PLEASE DON'T TELL ME ANY MORE
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James Michael Taylor 09 26/7 14
VERSE ONE - You said you knew the story would upset me G
That you'd resolved to kept it to yourself G D
You said you knew how hard it would…
PLEASE DON'T TELL ME ANY MORE
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James Michael Taylor 09 26/7 14
VERSE ONE - You said you knew the story would upset me G
That you'd resolved to kept it to yourself G D
You said you knew how hard it would…
JQ- What a great song! Classic JMT! He paints masterpieces in my mind with words! "The less I know the more the memories wither... Like leaves in Autumn falling from the trees." What a great line!
DEAR PEGGY
Dear Peggy,I thot you'd like to know
That blue tile in our bathroom you said would have to go
I replaced with the slate that we bought at Home Depot
mmmmm mmmmm
Dear Peggy, The heat has killed the lawn
And water is so expensive…
I'm playing catch-up and, aww, this is wonderful. So sad but not mawkish or depressing (I have something a bit like it that I gave up trying to record a while back - this gives me hope, I might try mine again).
This song is just what it is and says what it says.
It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song...
WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME
When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away
The floor will be swept and…
DEAR PEGGY
Dear Peggy,I thot you'd like to know
That blue tile in our bathroom you said would have to go
I replaced with the slate that we bought at Home Depot
mmmmm mmmmm
Dear Peggy, The heat has killed the lawn
And water is so expensive…
DEAR PEGGY
Dear Peggy,I thot you'd like to know
That blue tile in our bathroom you said would have to go
I replaced with the slate that we bought at Home Depot
mmmmm mmmmm
Dear Peggy, The heat has killed the lawn
And water is so expensive…
A very different sort of song – interesting, sad lyrics, cool use of echo, nice, brief lead break. Painful but somehow sweet too. Good job of songwriting, but I hope you can get over Peggy – not meaning to get you started….
DEAR PEGGY
Dear Peggy,I thot you'd like to know
That blue tile in our bathroom you said would have to go
I replaced with the slate that we bought at Home Depot
mmmmm mmmmm
Dear Peggy, The heat has killed the lawn
And water is so expensive…
Capo 2 in C
This is a true story. Cody even permitted me to use his name.
Cody is a cowboy, a horseman, that’s for sure
Traded in his guitar for long John underwear
Every day he pulls his boots almost to his knees
Oh, Cody is a cowboy…
Thanks for sharing the facts behind the song. I think you should include this information in the "about" section of the song page, above the lyrics. People need to know this is a true story. I'm glad you wrote it, it's a story that needed told, but it is sad.
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This is a true story. Cody even permitted me to use his name.
Cody is a cowboy, a horseman, that’s for sure
Traded in his guitar for long John underwear
Every day he pulls his boots almost to his knees
Oh, Cody is a cowboy…
You'll be hearing about this stuff in the news...
This is a GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY song.
On the VOICES CD. Words by Jeff Prince arranged by Ghost of John Murphy.
http://www.alternet.org/books/mind-blowing-journey-jungle-sacred-life-altering…
You'll be hearing about this stuff in the news...
This is a GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY song.
On the VOICES CD. Words by Jeff Prince arranged by Ghost of John Murphy.
http://www.alternet.org/books/mind-blowing-journey-jungle-sacred-life-altering…
She put a message up on Facebook. She’d wrecked her car and she couldn’t get to work. I watched to see if any of her friends would volunteer. They just wished her well
There’d been a storm. The streets were frozen. Cobble stone ice on all of…
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…
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…
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…
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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…
Another page from my "sketchbook". This is typical. Not much detail. But a real feeling or two emerges. Like a potters perfectly turned shard or the poet's beautiful line that she's never found more words to join with...
It's not unusual to chase your girl around with a dull axe, is it? Just kidding - This was 60 tracks and almost a year to finish. I had some help:
Guitars: Tony W
Fadeout Solo: Gnasty
Acoustic/Rhythm Guitars: Me
Phone Message: Tony W &…
Sam was a very articulate and kind friend; he spend way too much of his life in a wheel chair and yet demonstrated a lot of grace.
We lost him just over a year ago.
Among many other unexpected, Christ-like kindnesses, he realized at one point…
I had some lyrics describing a late nite cake baking experience kicking around. If I have a lot on my mind, dirtying every dish in the house seems like the right thing to do.
I stole some cool percussion from Norm and went to work. I also…
Deadlines, freeways, appointments, things to do lists, expectations, getting older, not enough hours in the day to get everything done? ..... make each day and moment count! Thanks to Dave Matthews for a lick I threw in there. Enjoy!
Several years ago I had a short lived duo with an oboe and English horn player named Nat. This is a demo from that period. It's an old old chord progression of mine that never really had a melody and Nat improvised this melody in the studio to…
This is big open prairie music. Out between Dodge City and Denver. I can see the buffalo grazing and the hawks slowly circling
somewhere between the bent grasses and a wisp of cloud.
Sunday aftnoon (11/09/08) took the reso down to the Fort Worth Modern Art Museum and recorded some doodling inside the Serra sculpture Vortex. No effects added, all natural reverb inside the structure.
It's cool for PLACE to be so "real" in a piece.
Funny I do a piece today called SUNDAY AFTERNOON and you post this with Sunday Afternoon as the first two words.
We must be following the same ChemTrails...
This is the finished version of Trance-Indental. the second half has come out very different to what I thought it would, but I like it. Give it time to build as it progresses.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Yup a classic! Great job James
Yup! A classic. Great job James
JQ- What a great song! Classic JMT! He paints masterpieces in my mind with words! "The less I know the more the memories wither... Like leaves in Autumn falling from the trees." What a great line!
That's jolly little one! Always love your harmonies.
Wow. Just, wow...
I'm playing catch-up and, aww, this is wonderful. So sad but not mawkish or depressing (I have something a bit like it that I gave up trying to record a while back - this gives me hope, I might try mine again).
Yep, that's the way I was taught to milk a cow. Cute song!
This is really good.
Wow so lonely," Only you knew" great vocal right there. The guitar break pure George Harrison. Well hell I like it old stranger
A very different sort of song – interesting, sad lyrics, cool use of echo, nice, brief lead break. Painful but somehow sweet too. Good job of songwriting, but I hope you can get over Peggy – not meaning to get you started….
Well written and performed . . . but so sad.
Thanks for sharing the facts behind the song. I think you should include this information in the "about" section of the song page, above the lyrics. People need to know this is a true story. I'm glad you wrote it, it's a story that needed told, but it is sad.
I dig westerns, and I like this music and the way you strum and sang it. But the lyrics, the story told, is quite sad.
Love that echo...
Fantastic! I seriously enjoyed this -- Rock on! very psychedelic, very trippy, and super delicious. Good stuff indeed!
I love it. Love Aya, too.
I dig this! Rock on! Very interesting -- captivating!
What a moving, visually evocative memory of your youth, your mare, and an early love! Your storytelling and music never fail to draw me in, Jim.
Great sentimental song/story.
WONDERFUL.
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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.
What a sweet song. I bet your grand daughter loves this.
Love your imagery and harmonies...
Thanks for your comments. I like the way this bulds. Sort of Beatley. Sort of Pink Floyd.
Nice music for a rainy day....
Sounds like a musical rocking chair....or porch swing...has me swaying in my seat.
Sounds like something from Goldfinger...great movie music!
This is pretty wild. Like something from the 007 movies.
So glad you kept it simple...a touching tribute.
Very cool...
Good, chunky guitar sound. Groove.
That good old Beach Boys sound. Cool!
I can see the cows out there by that cactus stand. Nice twangy guitar.
That is a very cool groove. The sort of thing that keeps me going until I have a very cool new song.
This is big open prairie music. Out between Dodge City and Denver. I can see the buffalo grazing and the hawks slowly circling somewhere between the bent grasses and a wisp of cloud.
Hey, Kavin.! I figured I'd put up the songs from my new CD. Cool, doing a Doors song... j mt
It's cool for PLACE to be so "real" in a piece. Funny I do a piece today called SUNDAY AFTERNOON and you post this with Sunday Afternoon as the first two words. We must be following the same ChemTrails...
Nice left to right on the car pass.... Really makes pictures in my mind....