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…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
The song tells the story...
"You are tuned to WBAP, Fort Worth, Texas."
Daddy asked, "Where is Jimmy?" Daddy asking, "Where is Jimmy?"
Daddy asking, "Where is Jimmy, now?"
Daddy asked, "Where is Jimmy?" Daddy wondering, "Where is Jimmy…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
I wrote this after I sang with a friend
at his mother's funeral.
He had always wondered
why he looked nothing like his brothers...
DOOR MAT
Key - A
A) My daddy treated Mama like a door mat
D) Me and little brother didn't like that…
TEENAGERS ARE STUPID
Teenagers are stupid
At least I was
All the silly things we'd say
Silly, silly things
"Everyone is doing it."
It's a wonder we lived to be this old
Teenagers are stupid
Teenagers are stupid
What a hoot
How can…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
One day Connie Ramsey called and let it slip
that she was writing a rocking chair song. I thot that was a good subject for a song so I wrote one too.
Rocking Chair
Well, I got one on the porch and one in the den
And just enough umph for…
Really enjoyed this one -- love the psychedelic seasoning. A great arrangement of sounds -- sweet. You've an ingenious touch to your mix-down that's Rockin'! Rock on!
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Dogs, cats, chickens, hamsters, human beings...it's all the same.
THE POUND
Thank you for coming to the pound
Take your time. Look around.
We’ve got something for everyone,
Someone for everyone.
Thank you for coming to the pound…
Alone for the weekend so here's another.....Reg has really got to stop being a peeping Tom he's going to get caught one of these days.......
I Love her (Lyrics)
she wanders about inside my mind sending me crazy from time to time but i love…
Another one jip1965 sent to me for playing with!
Silent and magical
Calming and practical
Moonbeams, silver moonbeams
Filtering through the air
Twinkling in our hair
Moonbeams, silver moonbeams
Dancing on the leaves of trees
Shaking…
Really like your vocals. Reminds me of the girls that sang in a trio from Seattle back in the fifties called The Fleetwoods. They did Tragedy and Come Softly to Me.
Another lyrically-challenged collaboration with jip1965, who sent me a guitar, bongo, percussion track with a recorder playing named, simply, 'Love'.
I added the piccolo, crystals and windchimes from my virtual keyboard, renamed it 'What is…
Another early tune, this one remains forever unfinished... Still, it has some raw charm, and there's even some CMOR rapping happening!
From my 2006 album, 'Quip Hop'
This is a remix of this song.
It was recorded in 2010, and I was in a hurry to post it elsewhere because I'm so fond of the song itself. But I've always hated the old mix - I lost the essence of the guitars and choirs during mastering because…
Big time "like". Such an expanse of history/experience/pathos captured in so few words.
I dealt with this on a much smaller scale in a song I called THE INAPPROPRIATE QUESTION.
In my late teens I was in a hard rock band and this was one of our songs. This recording is not the band but myself doing all the instruments and vocals. Our singer Kevin wrote the lyrics but I forgot some of the lines and adlibbed a bit of it…
This is a lil tune I had written over fifteen years ago. It is one of my favorite progressions and I figure in the near future to record a full band arrangement with vocals. This is just a ruff take working out a melody over the changes.
Oh yet another nostalgic blast from the past. I found this unbelievable backing track surfing the web some years ago. I usually never use backing tracks because they usually suck bad . But this one is like having mitch and noel at your side. I…
So I was locked in the broom-cupboard, checking out some old songs that need recording.
I'd just picked one and then suddenly this thing came out of nowehere. It started with one of those guitarist doodles that other musicians love so much…
New one from me. It's ended up as a bit of a "crying into yer beer at Bob's Country Bunker" sort of song lol...
I've been sat on these lyrics in some form or another for absolutely years. I first wrote them one very dark night a few years after…
First new one from me in a long time.
Kind of a love song, I guess.
Recorded in my new "studio" (3rd bedroom in the new house). Almost up and running now... shine and don't stop wondering!
****
**Shine - A A J Russe**
On my way…
A new original from me. Another one-voice, one-guitar, "live" performance in my broom-cupboard. This time it's the good ole tin guitar.
I wrote this one in 2002 during the "dark years" lol. I've ummed and aahed over the years on whether to…
So I was locked in the broom-cupboard, checking out some old songs that need recording.
I'd just picked one and then suddenly this thing came out of nowehere. It started with one of those guitarist doodles that other musicians love so much…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
So perfectly said...A sad and hideous fact of human existence.
Top song mate.
Excellent all round , great listen
Like the layered vocal , great lyric
..."My dad was the guy to fix your tv And he could fix a Fender or a Peavey" Awesome :D
Cool!
Ooh... moving x
Faved from the outset. Love the vocals. Fabulous tale in the lyrics. Brilliant. Looking forward to the update.
Haaa! Great job. Very cool vocals. Taking me back to Loggins and Messina era.
gritty and powerful un-nerving
super!!!
That's where I got my woman. They never told me she wasn't fixed :D Saved and Faved.
Dig! I adore this trippy, groovy, psychotic number. Delicious. 5 stars! Great job!
Really enjoyed this one -- love the psychedelic seasoning. A great arrangement of sounds -- sweet. You've an ingenious touch to your mix-down that's Rockin'! Rock on!
Four legs and love, makes me wish we were all free again.
Nice gentle track. Interesting idea you had, beautifully played and sung James. Oh, I like the cute one in the black hat! :)
Nice tune. I like the story with a bit of humor.
Thank you for being there!
very creative..makes me wanna visit..
Love this!
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Like the funkyness of it.
Like how it grows. Swells and fades. Like the "radar" beep...
I haven't heard the original...but this is very cool. Very poppie. A little bit of DEVO here.
Really like your vocals. Reminds me of the girls that sang in a trio from Seattle back in the fifties called The Fleetwoods. They did Tragedy and Come Softly to Me.
Really evocative. You are using that program very expertly. I have been working in Logic Pro since my computer with Nuendo died.
This sounds ancient. Unlike the others I have listened to. Interesting bass line.
This is really solid. From note one. Love the tone on that bass.
Groovy.
Are your tunes all done with Midi? It's all so clean.
Likewise...
Very cool. Love the sparceness of it.
Big time "like". Such an expanse of history/experience/pathos captured in so few words. I dealt with this on a much smaller scale in a song I called THE INAPPROPRIATE QUESTION.
Stadium rock!!! Yeah!
Reminds me of The Fleetwoods. (Not Fleetw3ood Mac) A very specific time and place.
So Cream/Hendrix. Jack Bruce. Love the unrelenting drive. Stevie Ray too. (Thank you for your comment.
Thank you for the comments. You made my day. jmt
Yeah.Takes me back to high school.
Like. So clean.
Clean! Like the simplicity. The intensity.
Love the delicacy of it.