Gramma's Shampoo
Gramma's shampoo is washing my hair
And I hope it will notice that gramma's not there
It's the kind that knows just what to do
Says it right there on the bottle, shampoo
"Automatically adjusts to your hair's cleansing needs…
ACID TEARS
As the hours turn into days and the weeks turn into years
I am happy, but I'm always close to tears
Surely as the love that we share will last forever
Our bodies will die and our love will go on
And tho the thot that love will…
I have a video called THE BROKE PIANO on line at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JON_poM_sdY
Ironically, it does not include this song.
Key D
D (figure is D D sus, D D sus)
I am a BROKE PIANO. Got no damper and no keys
G…
I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--
Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnable of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--
Of Visitors--the fairest--
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--
Emily Dickinson, "I dwell in possibility" (#657)
The last time I saw Grandpa was fifty years ago
Palmdale, California. I was 4 years old
He was stooped and withered. A worn-out little man.
I remember him the best I can
I swear I just saw Grandpa in Daddy's barn just now
Out beyond the…
HOEDOWN
Hey now. Hoe now. Hey now. Hoe now.
Chop that cotton. row now. Oh. Oh.
...two, three, four. Hoe now. Hey now.
What you got to say, now? Tell me what you
said. What’s in your pretty head now.
Swing your partner. Oh. Allemande right…
Peggy taught me an Eagles song toward the end off our life together. I think it was NEW BOY IN TOWN. (I had no idea what she was telling me.) I took the chord progression from that song and wrote this. Peggy said that was cheating.
WATERMELON…
it's been a while since I've listen to your stuff....don't know why...because its all good as far as I can tell and this is another point in case a great story told witha wonderful voice
GROWL
In the middle of the night my stomachs growling’
The windows rattle and the coyotes howling’
Tip toe to the pantry to do a little prowling’
The cupboard’s empty and the well’s run dry
Not enough water to tear my eye
In the middle…
CHRISTMAS IN MY HEART
Dear Mom and Dad,
I know you worry.
I know you're tired.
But I know you are thinking of me.
Your letters keep me inspired.
When the time comes and I can't leave,
Sand in my boots, sours on my feet
I'll stand the heat because…
A CASKET AND A ROSE
capo @ 2 Am
There's nothing quite as slow to grow
Than a cherry laurel tree
A fingerling that grows beneath
That old oak canopy
Presented as a volunteer
On that creek bank south of town
One hundred yards from our…
Love song about strife in relationships....the song needs more work; gotta redo the vocals....nevertheless, I hope you enjoy it. Here are the lyrics:
Beyond the horizon,
The sun burns bright…
A 3 track improvisation on 7 congas roughly tuned by ear to a chromatic scale.
LYRICS:
I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne…
Poor old Reg is feeling a bit insignificant after being unseen by a woman he liked the look of who turned out to be only interested in the material things she could get.....it's a shame but there seems to be a lot of them out there and Love doesn…
Lyrics and Chords:
Winter Solstice
Written by Greg Connor
When the G days are short, and the C evening’s so D long
And the C wind is D shaking the G trees
When the cold snow crunches C beneath your D feet
And your C cheeks are D…
There are things I cannot do without x2
And if I ever run out of the things I cannot do without
I'll run to the nearest 'things I cannot do without' store
And I'll run in and I'll buy some x2
And if someday their running out
Of the things…
Lyrics and Chords:
Winter Solstice
Written by Greg Connor
When the G days are short, and the C evening’s so D long
And the C wind is D shaking the G trees
When the cold snow crunches C beneath your D feet
And your C cheeks are D…
Spare a thought for those with nothing this Christmas..... Homeless with no family.........and no one to help.......
CHRISTMAS ALONE (Lyrics)
Nobody is listening no body knocking on my door
nobody is near me nobody wants me
i’m nobody’s…
~ Observation Affects Reality ~ (as used to say Schrödinger's cat)
Schrödinger's cat: A pussycat, along with a flask containing a poison and a radioactive source, is placed in a sealed box shielded against environmentally induced quantum decoherence…
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...
Cover of a 19th century minstrel tune attributed to S.S. Steele, popularize by the late great John Hartford. This is my own arrangement. I use it as a backing track for alive set without the banjo and lead vocal tracks.
BTW- that banjo is an…
Very nice. Vibrant vocal and the blend of guitar and banjo is very sunny. Has me wanting to sing along in harmony. Great guitar sound on the break. Here comes the harmony...love it.
Sorry about the load up. I've got 40 CDs and I'm trying to get them all uploaded so when people want to hear a song they will all be available.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Love it!
I like this song!!
What perk of orchestration,into it, inTuit.
I am fairly sure i have a feeling I am also pretty close to a broke piano,props!
I dwell in Possibility-- A fairer House than Prose-- More numerous of Windows-- Superior--for Doors-- Of Chambers as the Cedars-- Impregnable of Eye-- And for an Everlasting Roof The Gambrels of the Sky-- Of Visitors--the fairest-- For Occupation--This-- The spreading wide my narrow Hands To gather Paradise-- Emily Dickinson, "I dwell in possibility" (#657)
Country music at it's best
Another gem, love it especially the vocals
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I'm still here, I listen all day long. All the songs here. I'm starting to feel like JMT, in fact. Hmm ...
~holy, he leaves the dome, not knowing what will happen~
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it's been a while since I've listen to your stuff....don't know why...because its all good as far as I can tell and this is another point in case a great story told witha wonderful voice
love a song with a story and a lovely melody.....nice job James
These flakes are light and funny, they whirl and sparkle***
~snowflakes~
Ooohh, good one.
Wow, you've been busy. I really like this track, made me smile.
I liked this as much as Suzy Woozy , an excellent idea , and really well done
Nice festive song , great lyric , love the vox
good driving beat, James, powerful lyrics.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
I wanna see the video that goes with this.
Haunting. I wish your voice was louder so I could hear all your words.
Like it.
If I could play drums like this my rhythm tracks would be much better. Enjoy just sitting back and listening to the many tones and varied rhythms.
Great "attitude"!
Very pretty. Great mix.
Beautiful . I'd like to hear it mixed with the voice as clear as the guitar.
This sounds like a tribal gathering. Perfect background for a moonlit African night.
Very Beatle beginning...
Beautiful...very touching...sitting here playing along.
Cool. The child in the adult is for wonder.
Cool. The child in the adult is for wonder.
Love the treatment, It sounded like a didgeridoo at first. And thank you for listening to my song snd commenting.
Love it...
So evocative. We who are alone see pictures when we hear things like this...swirling sounds and longing gathered into the dark wet blanket of sand...
Very nice.
Very pretty.
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...
Very nice. Vibrant vocal and the blend of guitar and banjo is very sunny. Has me wanting to sing along in harmony. Great guitar sound on the break. Here comes the harmony...love it. Sorry about the load up. I've got 40 CDs and I'm trying to get them all uploaded so when people want to hear a song they will all be available.
Snowflakes...this sounds like musical snowflakes falling on piano keys...