... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
Leafless trees hung low in the cold.
I saw myself kneel, fall, die all alone.
No pity, no tears, no profound song.
Just gone.
The limbs of the trees broke in the wind.
Worn and old from beckoning, again and again.
But no god came. In the end…
Leafless trees hung low in the cold.
I saw myself kneel, fall, die all alone.
No pity, no tears, no profound song.
Just gone.
The limbs of the trees broke in the wind.
Worn and old from beckoning, again and again.
But no god came. In the end…
Leafless trees hung low in the cold.
I saw myself kneel, fall, die all alone.
No pity, no tears, no profound song.
Just gone.
The limbs of the trees broke in the wind.
Worn and old from beckoning, again and again.
But no god came. In the end…
... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
Just a simple song about a horsey ride. Little me and my Alvarez, recorded on a single cheap MXL mic., no effects.
--
Misty on my face is the love of gods calling me
Ice upon my skin made more painful by this solitude
Ride upon my broken steed…
... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.
This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.
This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.
This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.
... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
There's gonna come a day when with the advancement of technology beautiful music like this will be able to be reproduced by the authors themselves and go to the top.
Just a simple song about a horsey ride. Little me and my Alvarez, recorded on a single cheap MXL mic., no effects.
--
Misty on my face is the love of gods calling me
Ice upon my skin made more painful by this solitude
Ride upon my broken steed…
... again ... for Randy.
Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of.
Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of.
And it's a shameful world…
This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.
I wanted a loose nod to “Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues”, so I started it in the rain and ended it with returning to someplace I used to live. But then because of Bud Cort I thought the singer should inexplicably die at the end of each verse. This…
I wanted a loose nod to “Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues”, so I started it in the rain and ended it with returning to someplace I used to live. But then because of Bud Cort I thought the singer should inexplicably die at the end of each verse. This…
Reg was sat below the cliff having a sneaky smoke and he couldn't believe what he was witnessing ......I recorded the acoustic with the mic then added bass then a bit of piano and string then the tele then I decided what the subject would be and…
[Verse 1]
I just got done with a slog
Hard to see with the fog
I try to stay in my log cabin
I recall what’s on the other side
Which is a far off planet
I’m there, I astral project but
I am still where I have been
Back in this damn project…
I stole part of the chord sequence ,anyone guess which classic its from ? Anyway just getting over a bout of flu and ventured down to the cellar and this one came out....Thanks for listening
You are who you are
No one can answer all the…
I stole part of the chord sequence ,anyone guess which classic its from ? Anyway just getting over a bout of flu and ventured down to the cellar and this one came out....Thanks for listening
You are who you are
No one can answer all the…
I stole part of the chord sequence ,anyone guess which classic its from ? Anyway just getting over a bout of flu and ventured down to the cellar and this one came out....Thanks for listening
You are who you are
No one can answer all the…
The progression in the verses is dangerously close to Stairway, but without the augmented transition. You are an evil soul for such a puzzle, but the song itself is haunting and I really like.
Track 3 from The Bunker 2013
Summer Breeze
The summer breeze
Brings it all back to me
starlight skies
Pull me to my knees to cry
But the Blue sky and the sun gives me hope
love will come to me again
The greys skies
Take my hope…
Hes back on the booze.......
Fallen from Grace again (Lyrics)
before you judge take a walk in my mind
walk in my shoes if you’ve got the time
people don’t laugh i’m broken again
cause i’ve fallen from grace again
i’ve fallen from grace again…
Reg is leaving in the morning...there's a great big world out there to see....Acoustic & Voice trying to play that Bb Harp.........
I can’t play it safe (Lyrics
i can hear you say you want to play it safe
but i’ve got dreams i want to…
Poor old Reg walks the roads alone....again......Acoustic & Vocal....
No-one don’t know nothing (Lyrics)
Life’s got a little crazy since it all went bad
the angels up in heaven are looking down at me real sad
cause no-one knows my name cause…
Reg has never really understood Love.......... not in last 20years since first hearing this song .........it's still all a Mystery to him................
Comments on Mike Denison (Lumberfork)'s stuff
aside from Leonard Cohen.....and Jeff Buckley........You have done this song Justice....."Hallelujah lumberfork"!
Good one.
i have few friends like Randy, brilliant song got me to thinking of them
Brutal but excellent
That's intense. Great lyrics!
Good one.
Always loved this song, like the nick cave effort voice. solid cover Lumby!
Nice one!
You have a very cool voice man!!!
very good song. Great guitar and singing performance!
I've always loved it too. Nice job!
Beautiful - I like how you kept the arrangement spare; the words and feelings come through just as they should.
Touching version of a tender song.
well played,, a very pretty rendition of a very pretty song
Lovely.
This is a heavy tune man. Well done.
There's gonna come a day when with the advancement of technology beautiful music like this will be able to be reproduced by the authors themselves and go to the top.
Dude! Third song In a Row I have Listened to... You RULE! Great Songs!!!! This is of equal awesomeness!!!
Really good song! :)
This IS a Special Song!! I'm Sure that the people you miss would be honoured by this song! Utterly Fantastic!
Comments made by Mike Denison (Lumberfork)
Actually kind of Crispen Glover and Howard Hessman too.
You brought two of my favorite humans together for the first time -- Bud Cort and Bob Dylan. If you only had Ruth Gordon going full Yoko....
This is the same vibe I get from Dylan's Make You Feel My Love....
There is a brutality to this that is uncannily beautiful. It finished playing minutes ago but is still spinning in my head in more ways than one.
Your art feels like a cross between Wesley Willis and poetry. Really interesting.
Sticking with Stairway. And this is still stuck in my head.
Or even Hotel Cali... you are so evil.
The progression in the verses is dangerously close to Stairway, but without the augmented transition. You are an evil soul for such a puzzle, but the song itself is haunting and I really like.
This is great stuff. Thank you for sharing.
Jesus. What brilliance is this?
Glad to hear from you. I don't hear any work that needs to be done...
Diggin' it.
You've really pulled in that haunting pain from the Animals' version. Awesome stuff.
This is what happens when you drop too much acid and get lost in the Bridge of Echoes.
Another brilliant track. You have the uncanny knack to make everything you say hit close to home.
This belongs on Blonde on Blonde.
Raw and beautiful.
Sweet Jesus, this is cool stuff.
This is crazy-awesome. Crazy.
There's something ... entrancing... about this...