Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Sometimes we decide to do things just to find that it takes more than making a decision to actually do things.
WASTED TEARS
There'll be no wasted tears running down my cheek
There'll be no wasted cries in my troubled sleep
No wasted hours…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
THE DENA WIND
The winds, they blow down thru the canyon
(Dena and I met in Canyon, Texas to check out a museum.)
Blowing so wild and free
And the night is my only companion
As they're blowing La Dena to me
Blowing in the wind
Canyons…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Facebook is a horrible thing. The real world keeps intruding into the perfectly peaceful virtual world.
REAL MEN
Real men, keep stealing', my pretend girlfriend
Real men keep butting' in. They've done it again. Real men
No one seems to…
Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5
C
Off the coast of California
Where the dolphins ride the waves
We stood and watched them from the cliffs above
Until the sunlight went away
Then we slept in ancient shadows
Underneath the redwood trees…
There's not a drop of RICH MAN'S BLOOD
in the puddles of this war.
But the blood that's spilled's become a flood
of the hungry and the poor.
There is not a trace of RICH MAN'S BLOOD
in the bags that hang beside
the beds of legless soldiers…
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that
We E) never understood what was going A) down
My daddy was the guy to fix your tv
And he could fix a Fender or a Peavey
(But) Daddy…
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that
We E) never understood what was going A) down
My daddy was the guy to fix your tv
And he could fix a Fender or a Peavey
(But) Daddy…
I really like this. I just wish you would mix your voice out a bit or include your lyrics. I want to know every word you are saying. It sounds so interesting.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
This is an original piece of music I created using Band in a Box. Created chord progressions, recorded all wav files into Audacity and here it is. Hope you like it. Russell T.
There was a report recently from Credit Suisse that nearly half the world's wealth is in the hands of 1% of the population, and the wealth shared by the poorest 3.5bn is about the same as that shared by the richest 85 people. And it also said…
Here's a new one. Well, a new old one, actually... And a bit different than the last one!
Something old, something new, something borrowed, and, er, something blue...
****
**Nobody Loves You - A A J Russe**
Nobody loves you
Like you…
This ne has been floating around the files for a while, now. Still not sure if this is a re-upload or if its elements have been so sampled into other projects that familiarity has bred disconnect. In either case, Enjoy!!!
Song inspired by listening to Nick Cave and reading all the bad news in the newspapers. Enjoy.
Lyrics and Music by yours truly, Nick Plagakis
Damn it’s cold, as I exit this road
Time is now to intoxicate the soul
Up high, private jets…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Hey, this one has a great drive. A perfect country/blues rocker.
Great songwriting, as usual. The mix sounds a bit rough to me, but I love the arrangement.
A cool blast of reality
You cool dude!!! I love everything about this!
Sounds like a song that could be part of a stage production. Believable and emotional delivery, very nice guitar in there. B
enjoyed this. those harmonies are perfect!
Heartfelt stuff. Very thought provoking...
No FB for me....I prefer anti-social networking. Cool track man.
Oh yeah, this is a real cool track. Love it.
Disgrace book is what I call it. Great track mate.
A beauty , love the way that guitar melody is played.
JMT you have a legacy worth of recordings here....phewww.....its gonna be awhile beforebI can get through these. Enjoying what I am hearing..)
love the vocal work! It has an AM radio driving thru the midwest feel goin on. i dig!
Rock on Jimmy,
love it!
I'm sorry man
This is a great song
So perfectly said...A sad and hideous fact of human existence.
Top song mate.
Excellent all round , great listen
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Soooo gritty. Like listening thru the wall to the club next door. Just before the whole place explodes!
Love all the weird sounds you are using...
I really like this. I just wish you would mix your voice out a bit or include your lyrics. I want to know every word you are saying. It sounds so interesting.
great melody
Happy jazz
I can see a couple dancing in the smoky little room...
Interesting bass track.
Smooth and cozy. All it needs is the tinkle of wine glasses and quiet conversation...
This really catches the smokey little jazz club sandwich shop atmosphere.
Very cool too...
Good point
Spacy and hypnotic.
Such sad realization...well said/sung.
This ought to get everyone out on the dance floor. Can't sit still...
The keys really swing.
Zappa meets James Brown.
Wish I could play piano like that.
So dancy! Almost Jethro Tull. Just add flute.
Very interesting details/description of your world "man w t silk tie..."
Heroic!