Lately people tell me they cry when I sing THE COUCH and YOUR VOICE. Last night, at dinner with True, he said GRAMMA'S SHAMPOO is like a stab in his heart. Maybe my grave stone will say:HIS SONGS MADE PEOPLE CRY.
THE COUCH - key - C
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
Roland Brown
Crying is the expression of our deepest emotions, I think. We cry when we are sad, we cry when we are deeply moved, and we cry when we are overcome with happiness. “He Made People Feel”.
Written one morning at OLD Number NINE weekend with Eliza Gilkyson.
SNAPSHOTS
Life's a million snapshots, all lined and flashing
It seem like a movie but it's the persistence of our vision
It all goes in circles, hashing and rehashing…
The lyrics of this song,
as they pertain to plot,
are my exact memory of the event.
I had spoken to the kid maybe a minute before the "action" started about how the pressure of the water was very strong. He was nestled down with his back…
David Young
I have always felt an emotional connection to your songs. “Help” was your song that first caught my attention then “Hickory Stix” and “Lisa Makes Appointments.” You have such a great talent for introducing characters and describing situations. You do it with simple but perfect lyrics and wonderful tunes. I never get tired of crying along with you!
Refuge into the imagination:
Is it crazy?
Is it survival?
Is desire to survive crazy?
THERE SHE WAS Key - G 102811
G
She'd been gone for three years now so he'd been on the road
Playing every truck stop bar and every song he…
Capo @ 2 in D (E) Dropped D tuning
Actually, it was almost two years. 1965-67.
Leavenworth, Kansas U S Army prison. I played the organ at the daily Protestant chapel. Took dictation and typed letters for the Protestant chaplain. Wrote 2-page…
Bill Jones
Hey James' Little long but guess you had nothing but Time...lol' Not bad~Not bad at all. Songwriter, myself I really Listen for the stories that make up an Artist, and his music...
THE COUCH - key - C
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the road
5-G…
I was confused, thought I would hear ”I play C” which was the very 1st song I ever heard you sing, with guitar at a Kerrville Folk Festival. This instrumental has a large piece of yout soul in it. Handsomely done sir.
Lazarus Knight
That was great, sir. I wasn't aware that you could tickle the keys that well. The piano suggests the melody so strongly that if you told me the instrumental came before the lyrics I could easily believe it.
I never sing this song the same two times in a row.
The lyric below is pretty close to how I sing it now.
Listening again, this is an awful version of this song...
I have my recording machine working again...I must redo this.
I PLAY C…
WRONG AS I COULD BE - Key of G
Never was a night in Tennessee
Like this Texas night to me
I feel free
Thought I was the writer of a song
But I was wrong
Wrong as I could be
She wouldn't leave with me
Said she believed in me
Even if…
Naad Kaur Khalsa
James Michael Taylor love your recordings...this one has me feeling very much like I'm ok...just keep going...write and post anyway...just keep being somehow..
.still...I would so much love to have some lovin
WRONG AS I COULD BE - Key of G
Never was a night in Tennessee
Like this Texas night to me
I feel free
Thought I was the writer of a song
But I was wrong
Wrong as I could be
She wouldn't leave with me
Said she believed in me
Even if…
POTTER'S FIELD KEY Em Capo @ 3
Em……..(hold) Figure 1 is C G Am Em, Figure 2 is A A Em Em
F 1 - You might as well take me out and stand me up against the wall
F 1 - I don't want no bandanna, no cigarettes to ease the fall
F 2 - No…
unWANTED
There'll be no poster of me looking ragged
There'll be no picture of me strung around
There'll be no subpoena. There'll be no warrant
There'll be no grand jury for me in this town
There'll be no announcement for me at the airport…
unWANTED
There'll be no poster of me looking ragged
There'll be no picture of me strung around
There'll be no subpoena. There'll be no warrant
There'll be no grand jury for me in this town
There'll be no announcement for me at the airport…
unWANTED
There'll be no poster of me looking ragged
There'll be no picture of me strung around
There'll be no subpoena. There'll be no warrant
There'll be no grand jury for me in this town
There'll be no announcement for me at the airport…
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
Lately people tell me they cry when I sing THE COUCH and YOUR VOICE. Last night, at dinner with True, he said GRAMMA'S SHAMPOO is like a stab in his heart. Maybe my grave stone will say:HIS SONGS MADE PEOPLE CRY.
Roland Brown Crying is the expression of our deepest emotions, I think. We cry when we are sad, we cry when we are deeply moved, and we cry when we are overcome with happiness. “He Made People Feel”.
Lazarus Knight A powerful line - "It’s the distance from the bulb. It’s not the fading of the light."
David Young I have always felt an emotional connection to your songs. “Help” was your song that first caught my attention then “Hickory Stix” and “Lisa Makes Appointments.” You have such a great talent for introducing characters and describing situations. You do it with simple but perfect lyrics and wonderful tunes. I never get tired of crying along with you!
I like it. It's a bit genius but it does prove that you write songs that don't always make you cry. Tony Desmuke
you are a great Songwriter my friend, lost my wife of 10 years little over a year ago So it touches home, done its job... Mr Jones
Bill Jones Hey James' Little long but guess you had nothing but Time...lol' Not bad~Not bad at all. Songwriter, myself I really Listen for the stories that make up an Artist, and his music...
Good work and good works to you! - Norm Ballinger
I was confused, thought I would hear ”I play C” which was the very 1st song I ever heard you sing, with guitar at a Kerrville Folk Festival. This instrumental has a large piece of yout soul in it. Handsomely done sir.
Love it - Elizabeth Smith
Roberta Hargrove This is beautiful!!! I
Lazarus Knight That was great, sir. I wasn't aware that you could tickle the keys that well. The piano suggests the melody so strongly that if you told me the instrumental came before the lyrics I could easily believe it.
Roberta Hargrove This is beautiful!!! I
Naad Kaur Khalsa James Michael Taylor love your recordings...this one has me feeling very much like I'm ok...just keep going...write and post anyway...just keep being somehow.. .still...I would so much love to have some lovin
Bobby Huskins I like this a lot. Peace!
Lazarus Knight It's working now. YOU AND jEFF SOUNDED GREAT TOGAETHER! That is, is sounds like Jeff Prince with you.
Cheri Chandler Lovely sad song
Robert Hayden Amazing collection of like minded thoughts. Very well structured & synched to a Havana like beat. Well done sir
Cheri Chandler Lovely sad song
Cheri Chandler James Michael Taylor that's so very sadly moving. A beautiful heart like yours to have remained locked away for so many years....
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.