OCCUPY 0112
It's a highland I call my land
It's an island in the sun
No matter how you measure it
It's always number one
If I had a house to occupy
I'd occupy my wish
But to have a house to occupy
I must defy the rich
We buy the…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Beautiful guitar and arrangement. Maybe happiness is accepting reality and doing the best you can with it, but I wouldn't know for sure, cause I haven't reached that point, either.
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
I met this Indian one night in Albuquerque.
I think he put something in my coffee.
CEDRICK Key G Open G tuning (GGDGBD)
Albuquerque, ’74. Pulled off the road. Opened the door
I said, “Hop in fellow if you’re needing a ride
You’ve got…
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
west Texas meets west abbey,,yes it's very fun, a nice colab and mix,, thanks,, just the thing to wake up to,, which is what i tryien to do just now,, though the sun isn't shinning through
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
Yes, I like this too!
It's good solid music, with interesting lyrics. In fact, here is what I left on Bethan's site:
LOVE IT!
I was hooked when I heard:
"not much fun when your gum's all gone"
That pretty much sums it up!
I met this Indian one night in Albuquerque.
I think he put something in my coffee.
CEDRICK Key G Open G tuning (GGDGBD)
Albuquerque, ’74. Pulled off the road. Opened the door
I said, “Hop in fellow if you’re needing a ride
You’ve got…
I met this Indian one night in Albuquerque.
I think he put something in my coffee.
CEDRICK Key G Open G tuning (GGDGBD)
Albuquerque, ’74. Pulled off the road. Opened the door
I said, “Hop in fellow if you’re needing a ride
You’ve got…
Growing up is hard.
For everyone.
I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
That's Peggy singing this song which was ironic because when all the stuff was going on around Brook's life and drowning she had been off in college hearing about it all from a distance...never thinking that someday she would be in the middle…
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I was asked (told?) to upload something happy. Hmmm, I thought. This will end well...
So, a few days later, I was rehearsing a pleasant little thing I wrote several years ago that has a working title of "She Was…
Andrew, Connie's Song is a song I do not remember writing and I have no idea what it's about. I must have been very sleepy. I have never sung in that voice before. Thank you for commenting.
Here is another ZOOM Collaboration with:
Steve Krell
Colleen Dillon
Roger Harris
Greg Connor
We posted the lyrics and featured the chords, just in case you wanted to write your own lyrics and post them with this idea.
Empty Bottles…
I did this about 2 years ago and only found it the other day.
I think it sounds like something Robbie Williams would sing - and not really my style or cup of tea. It's a bit anthemic "come on and join in" (no thanks). Add to that I my singing…
This one's a bit of a ponderous beastie.
It can be whatever you want it to be. For me, it's got a lot to do with Sunday 18th June 1815.
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**Cold - A A J Russe**
Your wagon-train
Is out of danger
And of course you never lie
Not…
I struggled to get this thing completed. I've been sat on it for weeks, finished, debating whether I was really prepared to let it go.
I loved the song when I wrote it, inspired by a wonderful week at the end of September. But the recording…
I struggled to get this thing completed. I've been sat on it for weeks, finished, debating whether I was really prepared to let it go.
I loved the song when I wrote it, inspired by a wonderful week at the end of September. But the recording…
I struggled to get this thing completed. I've been sat on it for weeks, finished, debating whether I was really prepared to let it go.
I loved the song when I wrote it, inspired by a wonderful week at the end of September. But the recording…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I wasn't even sure the recording machine was still going to work after nearly five years... Certainly, bits of me don't work anymore... But, surprisingly, I got this done in 24 hours, start to finish... Strange old world…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I wasn't even sure the recording machine was still going to work after nearly five years... Certainly, bits of me don't work anymore... But, surprisingly, I got this done in 24 hours, start to finish... Strange old world…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I wrote this one last September.
Allison Jane Sixsmith 1965-2016.
****
**Forever - A A J Russe**
I can see you on your rocking horse now
The one that turned around and kicked you in the teeth
He thought…
Precision! Restraint! The clarity and deliberateness of this production leaves me grasping for words. It's like you created it within a straight jacket.
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I wrote this one last September.
Allison Jane Sixsmith 1965-2016.
****
**Forever - A A J Russe**
I can see you on your rocking horse now
The one that turned around and kicked you in the teeth
He thought…
(Remastered 22/10/2021)
I wrote this one last September.
Allison Jane Sixsmith 1965-2016.
****
**Forever - A A J Russe**
I can see you on your rocking horse now
The one that turned around and kicked you in the teeth
He thought…
It’s a small town. Woodlake, California. East side of the San Joaquin Valley. 14 miles from where all those “Lindsey” olives you see on your grocery store shelves come from. The Woodlake Echo, says, “In the foothills of the Sequoias”.
FOOTHILLS…
It’s a small town. Woodlake, California. East side of the San Joaquin Valley. 14 miles from where all those “Lindsey” olives you see on your grocery store shelves come from. The Woodlake Echo, says, “In the foothills of the Sequoias”.
FOOTHILLS…
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
whoo... JT memory is such a tricky thing
whiskey did some one say whiskey
Beautiful guitar and arrangement. Maybe happiness is accepting reality and doing the best you can with it, but I wouldn't know for sure, cause I haven't reached that point, either.
Love lyrics!
Beautifully heartfelt lyrics and haunting melody..........love it.
Beautiful, dark, thoughtful. Your imagery staggers my imagination.
ah, the poet visits the night
Lovely song james .tres emotionnel!
What incredible lyrics. You must be RaByn's Dad! My word, that's beautiful!
Phy-o tee juice all the way
ps,, i ment West Cornwall not abbey
west Texas meets west abbey,,yes it's very fun, a nice colab and mix,, thanks,, just the thing to wake up to,, which is what i tryien to do just now,, though the sun isn't shinning through
Yes, I like this too! It's good solid music, with interesting lyrics. In fact, here is what I left on Bethan's site: LOVE IT! I was hooked when I heard: "not much fun when your gum's all gone" That pretty much sums it up!
Oh Yes ...... Great way to start the day! The blood is pumping now!
Oooo, can he put some in mine? This track seriously rocks! Love the lyric, vocal delivery and the music is stirringly good. Great fun!
Been too long since I've heard this old favorite. Nice!
Two of my favourite Alonetoners on the same track, how good is that. Love it.
This is very nice too. Yes, it's lovely! Wonderful picking! Bethan
Lovely clear vocal by Peggy.
cool got a blue grass twist to it.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Andrew, Connie's Song is a song I do not remember writing and I have no idea what it's about. I must have been very sleepy. I have never sung in that voice before. Thank you for commenting.
Love it. So relaxing.
Love the loaping feeling and that bass line.
From snowstorm into long tunnel...
GREAT Sound. Guitar/bass/voice. Crystal clear. Perfect with the lyric.
Sounds like a swarm of keyboards hovering overhead...
Sometimes we need to be reminded.
We, in our depiction of that night in the old West would have said, "...a hot cup of coffee."
"And Blazey’s left her homework on the trainEven though they’re thirsty They don’t stop to get a drink..." forever lines...
It's like you are channeling Bowie from a slightly different planet.
I have had similar response to Bjork and Kate Bush lately...
Love the way you stretch and twist the chords.
Sounds like you've been thru some shit since last we met...
Precision! Restraint! The clarity and deliberateness of this production leaves me grasping for words. It's like you created it within a straight jacket.
Your voice is crystal clear.
This makes me cry...and I haven't listened to the music yet.
WoW! That is LUSH! Makes me think of Brahms.
Patrick Oliver this is fun! i love your love of nature!!! you sound a bit like Neil Young too!!
Jim Farmer JMT...I love this song. Great recording and beautiful harmony.
Too funny to cry. Too sad to laugh.