Wednesday

Depression Wins

November 30, 2007

I couldn’t in good conscience put up a holiday song before it’s actually December. The early Santas kinda bug me. So that’s why I’m putting “It’s Already Started” up this week. It’s really not depressing. Metaphysical. Depak Chopra’s new video has been replaying in my head. Metaphysics are a new way of looking at the same thing, at least for me. The thing that stuck in my brain is the idea that success should be natural and easy. The water always flows downhill following the simplist path moving with, rather than against, nature. Next week’s holiday fun should be posted in time because it’s already started. Get it? It’s Already Started.

It’s Already Started

I couldn’t let go
I can’t seem to hold on
The light turned green
Six or seven times the horns are blowings
I say to myself
Things are going to pick up real soon
I say to myself
Tomorrow’s gonna bring an end to this gloom

It’s already started
The game is in play
It’s already started
Tomorrow’s been set by yesterday

I try to break free
I keep going in circles
Each time around
I see the ways I misinterpret
I cast the first die
Set this train in motion in the rain
I look for the blame because I don’t
Want to hear my own name

Sometimes I get crazy
Sometimes I want to break everything I own
Sometimes I’ve got to fake my way
Just to make it through an ordinary day

It’s already started
The game is in play
It’s already started
Tomorrow’s been set by yesterday

Wednesday

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Electric Car

November 22, 2007

This one got written just this evening. It’s been pretty hectic. But, I’d been thinking about electric vehicles since seeing the documentary Who Killed The Electric Car on Showtime. If everybody’s next car was electric, wouldn’t that dramaticaly change our dependence on oil. And if everyone had just one solar panel wouldn’t that do something? I’m probably too naive to understand how this can never be.

Electric Car

I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
Into the future
Into the future

When my current car breaks down
And I’m looking for my next steed
I promise for sure I swear
I’ll switch to electricity

Watch me drive in style
I’ll be saving the world from global warming
Mile by mile by mile

I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
Into the future
Into the future

It’s got a driving range of 400 miles
On a single charge
Push one little button and the top goes down
And then you’re living large
Sunshine and clear blue skies
It’s got a good sized trunk to carry my shit
Don’t want to compromise my ride

I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future

The sexy lines will let you know
That I’m a person on the go
I can hear my jams a whole lot better
Cause my engine noise is low
Music to my gears
My combustible engine is going to be dead
In about ten years

I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
I’m going to drive my electric car into the future
Into the future
Into the future
Into the future
Into the future

Uncategorized, Wednesday

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John Keats

November 14, 2007

These poets weren’t really writing with pop music in mind. There’s so many poems that don’t fit or are waaaay to looooong. But when I saw that first line “And what is love” it kind of jumped off of the page. He’s got some more romantic poems than this for sure. In fact it’s kind of caustic. He must have been recently kicked out of love on this one. Yep. That’s John Keats one of the great romantic poets.

‘AND WHAT IS LOVE? IT IS A DOLL DRESSED UP’
And what is love? It is a doll dressed up

For idleness to cosset, nurse, and dandle;

A thing of soft misnomers, so divine

That silly youth doth think to make itself

Divine by loving, and so goes on

Yawning and doting a whole summer long,Till Miss’s comb is made a pearl tiara,

And common Wellingtons turn Romeo boots;

Till Cleopatra lives a Number Seven,

And Antony resides in Brunswick Square.

Fools! if some passions high have warmed the world,

If queens and soldiers have played deep for hearts,

It is no reason why such agonies

Should be more common than the growth of weeds.

Fools! make me whole again that weighty pearl

The queen of Egypt melted, and I’ll say

That ye may love in spite of beaver hats.

Wednesday

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Anniversary

November 7, 2007

I married my true love, Natasha, on Nov 7, 2002. She completes me. I was looking on the internet for gift ideas and found that wood is the traditional 5th anniversary gift. It reminded me that Natasha loves palm trees. I have my own idea about palm trees being a perfect symbol of marriage. They have to be strong enough to survive the worst storms but also be flexible enough not to break under the pressure. Bending is the sure thing in any long relationship that will be needed from time to time and marriage is forever so there’s all the more need for being a little flexible.

I wrote this song on Sunday night hoping that it captures something of the idea of loving the real person, not just the ideal. Wood Anniversary is available in the Listening Room.

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Natasha is a fabulous human being and a great actress.

Natasha’s Website

WOOD ANNIVERSARY

You’re selfish and lazy vindictive and cruel
I’m stupid and fat and totally the fool
I think I know you almost as well as you know me
You’ve seen the worst I’ve ever been
Through thick since I was thin
I’m yours totally

It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss

The moment I saw you I knew my life had changed
I fell so hard Cupid’s arrow gave me pain
When it’s real the truth is revealed in the emptiest cliches
The dumbest lyrics come alive
While looking in your eyes
A beautiful surprise

It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss

I would if I could
Buy you the house by the sea
White walls and the skylights
And a yacht floating right outside
So we could endlessly travel aimlessly

Bora Bora, Tahiti, Monte Carlo, Italy
I think you know me almost as well as I know you
I want to be your shining knight
My armor’s not so bright
Our love will pull us through

It’s our wood anniversary
Five years of harmony and bliss
It’s our wood anniversary
It still I do and seal it with a kiss

You’re beautiful and thoughtful and gracious and kind
I thank the heavens that you’ve been mine

Wednesday

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Happy Halloween

October 31, 2007

Party hardy ghouls and guys! The halloween song is a tribute to my hometown. I don’t think there’s any deeper meaning there ; – 0 It’ll show up on the listening station asap.

Martin

Jackson, TN

I come up from Jackson in west Tennessee
Named after the president called Old Hickory
I’ve been known to travel, there’s so much to see
But I’ve only got one hometown, that’s Jackson, TN

I went to high school in the halls of JCM
Where I went to band camp where we marched to win
Then I took some college classes down at JSCC
There’s only one town where this came to be

I come up from Jackson, that’s west Tennessee
Named after the president known as Old Hickory
I’ve had my travels, I’ve been across the sea
But, I’ve only got one hometown that’s Jackson, TN

Rock-n-Roll got started with one little tune
When Carl Perkins wrote Blue Suede Shoes
He wrote it in his kitchen on Parkview Street
He got the world to rocking with his hillbilly beat

I come up from Jackson, the state of Tennessee
You’ve only got one hometown, mine’s Jackson, Tn

What’s that sound? It sounds like trouble
Jackson’s got a story that’s sad but true
about a native son on the 382
He saved his switchman’s life before the wreck
By telling him to jump as they neared the gates of Hell
Can you hear that train a coming?
All a clickety clack
Casey Jones died that day
The train ran off its tracks,

Twice I’ve been to funerals at Brown’s cemetery
I’ll always remember the days my folks were buried
Part of me is lost in that Jackson ground
But I’m standing here today to try and make my Mother proud

I come up from Jackson down in Tennessee
Named after the president known as Old Hickory
No matter where I travel I will always be
A good ole boy with one hometown, that’s Jackson, TN

Wednesday

____War And Peace___

October 24, 2007

Feeling a bit political. Or just making no sense at all. However you want to interpret it.

The delays on the guitar were getting longer and louder with each tune so today it’s turned off totally. Just plain old guitar playing. The drums were played on a track my GymRattz partner. Robert, and I did for fun a few days ago. I took the time to quantise them. And Robert cut them up to his own taste. So I was dreaming of using them in their raw format. Inspiration comes from strange egoed out places dunnit? The files are being uploaded even now. The songs are in the ‘listening station”.

War And Peace

I like to work so we can rest
I scrimp and save so we can spend
I have to fight to keep things calm
I’ll start a war cause I love peace

I’ll say a lot of things today
I only want to do what’s right
Our only enemy is time
Cause I don’t wanna talk or think things through
Cause you might change my mind

The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today

I’m looking for someplace to go
Maybe see some faces we know
I’ll make the rules and they’ll go along
I’ll keep ‘em around if they can stay in line
Or toss ‘em if they say I’m wrong

The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today

I’m waiting for justice
To see things my way my way my way
The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace

The world is on fire but I’m OK
It all burned down but I got away
The world is on fire but I’m OK
It’s all burned down but I got away
There’s nothing left but we came out on top
There’s nothing left but we came out on top today

The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace
The goal of war is peace

Wednesday

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____She Walks In Beauty____

October 18, 2007

Kind of close to the deadline. Whew. I’ve set a poem by to song. It’s one of his most popular poems and one of my favorites. Since his work is in the public domain that should fit nicely with this whole creative commons kind of thing. The drums were one take! Have to admit the drumming is turning out to be something fun for me.

SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY

, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that ‘s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light 5
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face; 10
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 15
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Wednesday

Me And Tommy Lee

October 10, 2007

It’s that special day. So, hot off the press is “Me And “. Special mention goes out to my good buddy Steve Riesner. We came up with the title a couple years back and this was the chance to make it happen.

There’s supposed to be a scroll bar right below this paragraph.The song loads automatically and all you gotta do is click. I know it works on Safari on a Mac. I’ll start checking out other browsers. Eventually I’ll get a custom site up with proper downloads.

ME AND TOMMY LEE

Mon’s got a new husband
So I live with my cousin
I don’t like my room much at all
I gave her my blessing
But now I’m confessing
I didn’t mean what I said at the mall

I took a test to find out what is wrong
And now I know there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee

I sat by his coy pond
My problems had moved on
Until security came after me
Hey Tommy I need ya
We’re so alike I could be ya
We’ll have a beer and a chat about destiny, oh

I took a test to find out what is wrong
And now I know there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee

I thought I was all alone
We are not completely unknown, yeah

I guess that test wasn’t guaranteed
But I still think there’s someone just like me
Me and Tommy Lee, Me and Tommy Lee
Me and Tommy Lee, Me and Tommy Lee
Me and Tommy

There’s got to be a way to make him understand
If we could sit and talk man to man
I really want to know what he would do
These are the lengths my Mom has pushed me to, yeah

Me and Tommy Lee
I understand him
He understands me
Me and Tommy Lee
Me and
I wanna go home
In my own room
I miss you Mom

Wednesday

Our first song

October 4, 2007

So it all begins. This was a pleasre…and a pain. I pulled an all nighter last night composing for some webisodes. Love the music and the work. And I still managed the cut the vocal in a couple of different session. It’s licensed via creative commons so it’s out there for the world to enjoy… or not. lol See you next Wednesday. : – )

Wednesday’s Song

Sunday morning whispers to me
Leave all your troubles behind
You look weary and I am kind
I want to ease your troubled mind

Close your eyes and rest awhile
You don’t have to force a smile

Sunday loves me but I can’t stick around
Come the night I’ll be thinking of another
I guess I need a little more adventure
That’s why I listen to Wednesday’s Song

Monday brings me coffee that’s cold
And likes to talk out of turn
I can miss her and I can yearn
She’s so harsh and I never learn

I close my eyes and think awhile
And try to find my smile

Monday loves me but it’s not working out
Come tonight I’ll be thinking of another
She clings tight to the point of suffocation
That’s why I listen to Wednesday’s Song

When Tuesday’s gone
it’s hard to remember
The times we spent together

Thurday’s dreaming of the weekend in bed
Friday does what Saturday says

A single day lasts a lifetime when it’s wrong
I’ve been listening to Wednesday’s Song
Standing side by side I can see our future
That’s why I listen to Wednesday’s Song

Wednesday

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