Commentary of the age of Covid.  Two guitars and vocal.
Corntean Rag 
(capo2)
G                                                                                 Eb7
I've been thinkin' -  I really should be drinking all the time
              D7                        Db7           C7          D7        Bbm  G
For the way the Worlds Crusin'    It's sure to be bruising my mind.             
G                                                                                Eb7
Well I ain't jokin' -  I really should be smokin' all the time
           D7                            Db7        C7         D7       Bbm  G 
Cause the way the Worlds burning I got to be stoken The Kind.
E7                                                   A
Media Snakes keep rat-tl-ing on and on and on
     D7                            C7        D7   C7        G
About the Doctors who say we ain't got long
 E7                                            A    
In DC The Reapers paven It's way
      D7                            C7            D7  C7  G
As Corportate Cuckolds suck their Wall St. pay, pay, pay

Modern Times (Corntine Rag)

All Of Me Sub MASTER - 9:1:23, 20.20

Composicion, mandolina, cuatro y guitarra: Andrés Pérez Palmar.

#Demo #DanzaBambuco

Gracias a Nelson Torres por ayudarme a grabar estas notas.

Esclavizadas: por Andrés Pérez Palmar

All new arrangement and tracks. Uploaded January 19, 2024.

HERE

I'm sittin’ here trying just to do my best
Watching the storm fronts blow up in the West
They’re heading this way, but they ain’t here yet
Another round now, place your bets

Over here
Where the neighborhood is heading South
Over here
Where the words are having trouble in my mouth

Who do you figure gets hit this time
Hope it ain’t yours and
I hope it ain’t mine
The rancor builds and the anchors squeal
Smoke of sacrifices in the distant hills

Around here
You can sell your shell for cash any time
Over here
Where I’ll be yours or you'll be mine

You know I never thought it would get this far here
I should be dead from dope or beat up in a bar dear
But here we are just wearing out from it all
Money’s getting’ tight, and it’s comin’ on Fall

Over here
Walkin’ distance to convenience stores
Over here
Clinic and dispensary are right next door

Lookin’ at the jigsaw of what remains
Scrubbing the memory and changing the names
One thing I’ll say about most everyone I see
I feel closer to them than they feel to me

Over here
Homeless houses where you can’t pay the rent
Over here
Where the younger ones just got up and went

Over here
Watch the dealers in the empty lot
Over here
Where I used to get my car fixed before the whole thing burned out

Over here
Where the neighborhood is heading South
Over here
Where the words are having trouble in my mouth

Here 2024

A very old original I've always wanted to work more on - state of the work at the moment.

RESTLESS SLEEPER

I sat down and wrote this letter
Like I usually wouldn’t do
But this time I thought it better
If I say these things to you
I know you don’t like the drama
Keep it plausibly denied
But every now and then I’m gonna
Let my heart outside

‘Always been a restless sleeper
If there’s anyone around
I know what can dig you in deeper
I don’t look for none in town
I’ve never been a true believer
In anything I’ve found
Still you know how bad I need you
So you barely make a sound

Slipping away, some people say
Pretty soon this will all be gone
So while it’s today
I just want to say “So long, so long.”

It’s hard to talk about the future
When there ain’t much of it there
Remember, we’ll forget what we used to
Take for granted without a care
So while we share this light above us
And the spirit’s in the air
I just want to say, “I love us”
And I’m glad that you are here

Slipping away, some people say
Pretty soon this will all be gone
So while it’s today
I just want to say So long
So long
So long

Restless Sleeper

Hi, gang. This is a Beatles cover, I obviously do not own the song rights! TOMORROW NEVER KNOWS was the crescendo of my favorite Beatles album, REVOLVER. So ahead of its time.
Wanted to have guitars reproduce the sounds of the Beatles' various tape loops. Started with drum samples at 120 bpm, recorded two tracks of iTanpura app drone, then recorded bass, rhythm guitars, and the lead guitar section. After adding vocals I was pretty happy, but I did add few more samples on the outro (an echoey piano/keyboard, and a sequenced synth), and the pelican sound effect. (No actual pelicans were hurt in the creation of this track)

Tomorrow Never Knows (Beatles Cover)

A song I wrote about trips to a local reservoir when I was a kid, one of my Mum's favorite spots. Acoustic guitars, Hofner bass, some keyboards and percussion bits, over a great reggae one-drop beat purchased from PocketJams on bandcamp. Thanks for listening.

Reservoir Song (demo)

Time is precious, don't let it pass you by.

THIS TIME

The Ides of March turned cold again
With a heavy frost and a steady wind
Been out here walking on thin ice my friend
But I don't need a place to hide
This time
 
I reach way down into my past
Feel around for the stuff that lasts
Found these scars and photographs 
Some love I lost
And plans I had

I made it through, but I don't know how
Many more were taken down
I’m keeping’ my hand on this gospel plow
Raise something up from this shallow ground
This time
 
You can try to hide your loneliness 
You won't be fooling no one here 
You say your life has been a wilderness
Well that'll make a man want to disappear

The Bible says don’t you do no harm
The Buddha taught can’t you just stay calm
My daddy told me son I'm just a man
My lover whispers take my hand
This time
 
This time is a wheel of fire
This time is a forge
I’m keeping my ear on that gospel choir
This time's a train I'm gonna get on board
This time

This Time

Robert Darlington's recent song "Barely Alive", here performed and recorded whimsically live on March 5, 2016. 

Robert Darlington: Main vocals and guitar
Michael Redding: Resonator Pinkie slide
John Seay: Bass
Brian Chaney: Guitar
Dakini: Percussion


Barely Alive (By Robert Darlington)

Whoodafunkit-Sin Is In

Latest demo in a new series of songs I've been working on.  The vocals are fairly clear...

"... it was a time of Pandemics and murder".

Modern Times (Corntine Rag)

BrianChaney

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