It hit me...I know so many sides of so many arguments it's all become useless.
TOO MUCH
With Jeff Prince...
I’ve heard too much. I’ve seen too much
Don’t ask me any questions because
I know too much
I’ve read too much. I’ve written…
This is a GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY SONG
I laid down some tracks and Jeff, upon listening came up with this rant...
NO MORE
No more sin or sorrow foolish tantrum to a fault
No more dirth upon the land that withers under the assault
No…
This is another GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY piece from the VOICES CD...
DIAMOND - Monster Wave
It started with an earthquake half a mile below
Belching like a bull whip to make the water blow
Monster in the making, Frankenstein unchained
Gravity…
This is another GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY piece from the VOICES CD...
DIAMOND - Monster Wave
It started with an earthquake half a mile below
Belching like a bull whip to make the water blow
Monster in the making, Frankenstein unchained
Gravity…
This is another GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY piece from the VOICES CD...
DIAMOND - Monster Wave
It started with an earthquake half a mile below
Belching like a bull whip to make the water blow
Monster in the making, Frankenstein unchained
Gravity…
From a poem by Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick
Francine Creates Her Story As If Asked to Author Her Own Birth
Francine eats oranges like they are herself in a field after a long swim in the river next to her father's house and she is warm in…
This is another GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY piece from the VOICES CD...
DIAMOND - Monster Wave
It started with an earthquake half a mile below
Belching like a bull whip to make the water blow
Monster in the making, Frankenstein unchained
Gravity…
This song is from GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY's CD VOICES. (Jeff Prince and JMT)
Just to remind people that IRAN
is not a desert...
With a poem by Sara Behrad.
light burned
and went toward the heart of dark
night
like thick dust
crawled…
This song is from GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY's CD VOICES. (Jeff Prince and JMT)
Just to remind people that IRAN
is not a desert...
With a poem by Sara Behrad.
light burned
and went toward the heart of dark
night
like thick dust
crawled…
From a poem by Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick
Francine Creates Her Story As If Asked to Author Her Own Birth
Francine eats oranges like they are herself in a field after a long swim in the river next to her father's house and she is warm in…
THE BUDS AND BLOSSOMS
I've been meaning to write you a letter
But I did not know what I would say
I've been thinking about you and your new love
And wishing that there was a way...
And the buds and the blossoms remind me of you today…
Lovely lilting melody and a song that would mean something to everyone I would imagine.
Great voice too. Is that Peggy in the background, sounds pretty?
Cheers Bethan
My daughter, Wyn, sings
a song I wrote in 1977
while I was doing a gig
at the Ramada Inn in
Laredo.
Harmonies are by her mother,
Barbara Anne Taylor and step
mother, Peggy Ann Mitchell.
The guitar solo and keys are
by my son, Rabyn…
From a poem by Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick
Francine Creates Her Story As If Asked to Author Her Own Birth
Francine eats oranges like they are herself in a field after a long swim in the river next to her father's house and she is warm in…
They discovered a planet that has no star
Maybe they'll let me name it whoever they are
I know all about a planet without a star
Oh, please let me name it.
I know all about it.
A planet. No orbit. Just lost out in space
No hope or habit…
They discovered a planet that has no star
Maybe they'll let me name it whoever they are
I know all about a planet without a star
Oh, please let me name it.
I know all about it.
A planet. No orbit. Just lost out in space
No hope or habit…
They discovered a planet that has no star
Maybe they'll let me name it whoever they are
I know all about a planet without a star
Oh, please let me name it.
I know all about it.
A planet. No orbit. Just lost out in space
No hope or habit…
They discovered a planet that has no star
Maybe they'll let me name it whoever they are
I know all about a planet without a star
Oh, please let me name it.
I know all about it.
A planet. No orbit. Just lost out in space
No hope or habit…
TOO MUCH
I've heard too much. I've seen too much.
Don't ask me any questions because I know too much.
I've read too much. I've written too much.
Consider the lilies of the field.
I know exactly how they feel
My mom told me to be like…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
I sent that link to my bff Misty. Remember her?
This was her response: I love the juxtaposition of the absurdity of the subject to the poignancy of the underlying message. Spoken like an English teacher. Michael Soto
Tim Tandy said, "I enjoy the "play like" aspect of the Stockyards District today, but I KNOW what was real and what wasn't. When I grew up in East Fort Worth in the 50's thru the 70's, the Stockyards were a working affair. Everyone downwind got…
Naad Kaur Khalsa
James Michael Taylor oooo...shadows and regret...I am happy to say I haven't much regret...a lot of deep sorrow...pocketed in loss...shock that is oh so slow to wear off
THE COUCH - key - C live - Capo @ 4
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the…
So, this friend listens to The Couch and immediately tells me I MUST mention the imaginary friends behind the couch. That "hair" is gookie. It didn't occur to her that if I mentioned all the things listeners thought of when they listened to the song, we would still be singing...
I FELL IN LOVE WITH TEXAS
Well, I was not born in Texas
I just came here for a while
You give a state like this an inch
It turns into a mile
I came to stay a day or two
It turned into a life
Now I've got three hungry kids
And one Texas…
Robert Dwain Elliott
I met a man named Michael today, Standing beside a hallway, With a cool coat and wearing a throng, For some $$$ he’ll sing you a song. (He was not born in Texas, he just came here for a while).He did run over a chicken on the road once… Feathers in the Wind.
THE COUCH - key - C live - Capo @ 4
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the…
TROJAN capo @ 3 in C
(C) When mommy and daddy live two thousand miles from each other it’s hard on the (G) kid
He can’t hold both their hands but he must stand between them and you know it’s for nothing he (C) did
And you (F) know it’s…
Lee, I just dialed up TROJAN. By the time I read the 1st four lines I was crying.. Maybe, after all these years it a lot deeper than back when I wrote it.
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…
THE COUCH - key - C live - Capo @ 4
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the…
Roland Brown
My friend, JT. My favorite song this year! Eat your heart out Guy Clark. John Stetson Michael James Ginger Brown Gayle Brown Rick Dodson Donna Pelkey Bailey Bill Nash
THE COUCH - key - C live - Capo @ 4
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the…
I love the song. But change the hair and pins line to” my imaginary friends or images of my imaginary friends.
Donna
The hair and pins line may be the truth but too gross.
Donna
Donna Everete
Keep it imagery
THE COUCH - key - C live - Capo @ 4
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1-C 4-F
Today we put the couch out by the…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Oh wow... 3 tracks that hit the nail right on the head for me.
And that's some pretty good ranting. Like this a LOT. It usually takes a while for lyrics to grab me, but this lot dragged me right in immediately.
Oh yeah, creepy. Like it.
I may have to download this to give the kids a chill tonight on Halloween! *WHO'S THERE ?*
Enjoyed that one. A fine track J.M.T.
I really like this a lot ,a very gentle & soothing song
I feel like a bad ass after listening to this. untouchable..
Nice response to what Adelson is calling for.
Reminds me of something "Yes" might have done. Good sounds.
There is something about a voice with guitar that really does it for me. So simple, natural and usually poignant. Very tenderly done JM. Cheers Bethan
Lovely lilting melody and a song that would mean something to everyone I would imagine. Great voice too. Is that Peggy in the background, sounds pretty? Cheers Bethan
Oh, that's a shock! I wasn't expecting that end. The whole song with such descriptive lyrics, I now want the sequel ..... did he stay? Cheers Bethan
This absolutely gorgeous. Such a lovely song and vocal. Cheers Bethan
Good!
Interesting
That sound was me clicking my finger nail on one of my guitar strings with added reverb.
What was the sound effect you used to create that cosmic background sound? I like it--and the song as a whole.
great piece J. what a great movie track.it could be.
short and sweet... I kinda like it
Excellent lyric James. Love the harmonies and your music isn't too dusty either. All said, a great song! Ahh, a sudden ending! Cheers Bethan
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Lazarus Knight Absolutely one of your best.
Kat Angel Absolutely beautiful!
Roberta Hargrove Bitter sweet! I love this!
I sent that link to my bff Misty. Remember her? This was her response: I love the juxtaposition of the absurdity of the subject to the poignancy of the underlying message. Spoken like an English teacher. Michael Soto
Terry Rasor James Michael Taylor btw love that tune my friend!
Linder Bassy Wow I love the song
Patty Brunson That is a great song.
Nola Lloyd Griffiths Wolley I love your story telling singing style. Takes me back to my childhood. Love it
Nola Lloyd Griffiths Wolley Very much enjoyed
Naad Kaur Khalsa James Michael Taylor oooo...shadows and regret...I am happy to say I haven't much regret...a lot of deep sorrow...pocketed in loss...shock that is oh so slow to wear off
So, this friend listens to The Couch and immediately tells me I MUST mention the imaginary friends behind the couch. That "hair" is gookie. It didn't occur to her that if I mentioned all the things listeners thought of when they listened to the song, we would still be singing...
Robert Dwain Elliott I met a man named Michael today, Standing beside a hallway, With a cool coat and wearing a throng, For some $$$ he’ll sing you a song. (He was not born in Texas, he just came here for a while).He did run over a chicken on the road once… Feathers in the Wind.
Grant Morrison Thanks for making me cry dude lol
Lee, I just dialed up TROJAN. By the time I read the 1st four lines I was crying.. Maybe, after all these years it a lot deeper than back when I wrote it.
Kat Angel Delightful
Marian Brackney My absolute favorite… 😭
Scarlett Maneikis James Michael Taylor love the lyrics. Each guitar has a story.
Roland Brown My friend, JT. My favorite song this year! Eat your heart out Guy Clark. John Stetson Michael James Ginger Brown Gayle Brown Rick Dodson Donna Pelkey Bailey Bill Nash
I love the song. But change the hair and pins line to” my imaginary friends or images of my imaginary friends. Donna The hair and pins line may be the truth but too gross. Donna Donna Everete Keep it imagery
Kat Angel PRICELESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love the song, love you singing it just to me (in my imagination)