Girl From Washington acoustic tribute to Bobby Sutliff rip

The Tide

We Are Bubbles

A trip down memory lane for anyone who's ever been camping and gathered to sing around a campfire at the end of an arduous day. This gal was never a very hardy or handy camper, but she loved to get out her guitar and sing, when the tents went up and the sun went down. She will never forget the happy times she had with her friends, burning the marshmallows, getting eaten by mosquitos, but nevertheless enjoying the fellowship of the song circle that lives on in her memory forever. An uplifting acoustic tribute, that would make a nice singalong. Find this as a live performance on YouTube here: https://youtu.be/H1pedID_7PE

Campfire Girl

Campfire Girl 2track

Down the bar, the young guy orders a refill, and grins

Dark Bar

Clock

My parents were married on the Winter's Solstice, which has been a running joke ever since. They'll celebrate their 60th anniversary on December 21, 2023.  [I originally wrote and recorded this for FAWM in February, but re-recorded this today (with some lyrical tweaks) in honor of their actual anniversary!]

A Winter's Tale (re-recorded 12-21-2023)

My newest song, which is about .... 4 minutes long.
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Your North Star (like a plume) / February 27, 2024 gregory antoniono

 
Verse 1
A deep line on a
faded brown spine
A book you recall
She read to you

In your childhood
A chair made of wood
She sat by the wall
Then close she drew

Chorus
Kissed you good-night
A flickering light
Her shadow slips
Out of your room

And It’s all here
Her memory so clear
Your past rises up
Like a plume

Verse 2
The hallway
You hear her say
Get out of your bed
It’s time for school

it takes flight
hummingbird light
Her voice in your head
Still sings to you

Chorus
She’s your north star
She is who you are
And still feel the warmth
Of her womb

But she’s gone now
Present somehow
Your past rises up
Like a plume

Bridge
Oh are you only goin’ back
To recover what you lack
Til you find that when you do
All she was is inside you, you?

Verse 3
And it takes flight
hummingbird light
Her voice in your head
Still sings to you

Chorus
But she’s gone now
Present somehow
Your past rises up
Like a plume

your north star (like a plume) / gregory antoniono

Full Disclosure

Storage Space Blues

You Don't Know

Here in this place you find yourself
on a street where 
you know no one else,
people out and dressed for Saturday night
pass by.
Don’t try
speaking
with people 
you don’t know..

..if you’re welcome here,
if you’d fit
should they notice you near.
That’s always the question
you ask yourself;
Will they care
i am here?
or will they
send me away?
You don’t know

CHORUS
And you don’t care, that’s the strange thing
cause you’re alone here.
You have yourself, that’s the main thing you remember
when you feel alone.
You don’t know
and you don’t 
seem to care...

...about this place you’ve lately gotten to,
a city of streets where 
no one knows you.
People out and dressed for 
Monday morning
but when evening falls down
people about town
mad dash home
to places
you may never know.

CHORUS

oooh oooh oooh oooh
oooh oooh oooh oooh
Manicured yards competing
up and down the blocks,
with colored light displays year round,
what kind of place 
have you found?
You don’t know

You don't know
You don't know
ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh

© 2019 Brian Mindlin

You Don't Know

Love Angels

I'm a new songwriter, living (retired) in the Brandywine Valley of Delaware. I write songs on my Martin 000-15M, share them on my Martin D-18. I learned Travis picking on my grandfather's 1949 Martin 00-18. Member, Philadelphia Area Songwriters Alliance (PASAmusic.org). Member, Delaware Artist Roster. Recipient, 2023 Artist Opportunity Grant from Delaware Division of the Arts.  

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