Live for now🔆 beautifully articulated Mr Cw🙏🏻
Great tune bud!

Terrific lyrics and delivered honestly and sweetly. Very much a connector! Durge

Wonderful lyrics. A lot of wisdom found within. :)

I admire your ability to perform such wonderful music live. Mine is all such piecemeal structuring along the way. To be able to play guitar this beautifully from the heart must be such a rewarding experience. :)

nice progression.... and that vocal delivery, beautiful.  reminds me of Cat Stevens... a pure and honest vocal

Ena Omorfo Amaxi

A new collaboration from @nic_nic_nic NIC and TEXMEX SHAMAN

All the instruments are played by NIC and TEXMEX SHAMAN

I always enjoy working with Nic so when he showed me this cool moody tune, I was happy to add some love to it.  I think it turned out well and I look forward to another down the road. 

Lyrics is lent from The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot

A gilded shell
Red and gold
The brisk swell
Rippled both shores
Southwest wind
Carried down stream
The peal of bells
White towers

The river sweats
Oil and tar
The barges drift
With the turning tide
Red sails
270 Wide
To leeward, swing on the heavy spar.
The barges wash
Drifting logs
Down Greenwich reach

Ah ah aaa leia
Ahh ah ah leialala

Torres Strait [NIC and the TEXMEX SHAMAN]

My current take on this monumental track from the amazing saxophonist Julien Loureau. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_i9G_UvA1XU

Vodoo  House (Julien Loureau)

YOU’RE SO LUCKY NOT TO LIVE WITH SOMEONE WHO DOES’NT SQUEEZE
THE TOOTHPASTE FROM THE END OF THE TUBE I HEARD YOU DON’T MIND PLAYING OLDIES
AND WATCH A SHOW FOR A QUIZ
HOW DIFFERENT IS A SPHERE FROM A CUBE
THIS A MESSAGE KIND OF A LETTER OF LOVE
WHO IS IT FROM I GUESS YOU KNOW BY NOW
AS FOR BOOKS THE MORE THE BETTER FROM A QUESTION TO AN ANSWER
NO TOPICS THAT YOU LEAVE ASIDE WISH I WAS YOUR INTERLOCUTOR
AND YOU WOULD BE MY MENTOR
I SURE COULD USE A LEADING GUIDE
THIS A MESSAGE OF LOVE
A LETTER KIND OF
DRESSED UP AS A SONG OR SO
INVISIBLE BUTTERFLIES
FLYING ‘FORE YOUR EYES
INKY SCRATCHES HEAPS OF PAPER ALL NOTES FOR THE FUTURE
THIS A MESSAGE KIND OF A LETTER OF LOVE
WHO IS IT FROM I GUESS YOU KNOW BY NOW
TAKE CARE OF WHO YOU LOVE SOMEBODY CARES FOR YOU

NOTES FOR THE FUTURE (Lyrics) Song for Jeremy

Afghan Rug

I spent years hiding under the table
Half expecting a war
I just escaped although I'm slightly less stable
But I'm alive after all

CHORUS
Give a snigger give a round of applause cuz I'm smiling
Please excuse all my obvious flaws whilst I'm smiling
See me laugh hear me cry with excitement
I'm smiling and striving not to let you down

If there's no picture it didn't happen
Forever searching the truth
I've got my naughty school boy cap on
I think that I'm bulletproof

CHORUS

I spent years hiding under the table
Where I was waiting for you
I stayed there for as long as I was able
But now I've started anew

CHORUS

Bulletproof

see ya waiting
at the side of the road
not contemplating
death

you needn't worry
suppress your dreams
in the blink of an eye
it could be gone, gone, gone

yeah, there is no, no need to live numb, numb, numb
ya better live each day like the next'll never come
you know the long, long road, you may never, never know
go get it

see it is true that
it is all in our heads
this very fear that
could be our friend

we've got to get up
let it fill our cup
it stands to reason
teaches us

how many times must we learn

Michael Weber's Album

contemplating death

New song !All about how no matter how far out of the illusion you think you are, you still here in a physical reality. Which in itself is the illusion.

An Illusion

At some point, a long time ago, I gave up on creating a "new" musical language. It was still possible, in the late nineteen eighties and early nineties when I came of age, for me to see music as a linear progression. In my early twenties I would compose pieces that I thought of as new jazz. Of course they weren't. Just very individual songs in older styles with some ideas for other styles. A dash of Duke Ellington arraignment, a snippet of Monk perhaps a teaspoon of Syd Barrett mixed with some rock and roll harmony. Eventually, after a long pause in playing at all, I came to make music, I see as, more in line with the pop artists like Warhol and, especially Lichtenstein. My own musical ideas are still there but slyly inserted into pieces that are consciously, imprecisely, modeled on other works or styles. Anyway I went to see the new version of West Side Story with my wife the other day. The original show made right before that "pop" era. It was so sincere. No irony with an honest attempt to bring musical theater "forward". I so enjoyed it even if it's a bit middle brow Americana. I'm writing this description in hopes of being equally sincere. The melody borrows a bit of "Somewhere" as a tip of the hat. I hope. My big musical ideas, besides that, are as follows. The key may sound a bit vague at times but floats between B major, E major and A major so that classic one four five, if somewhat buried. the time signature changes a few times, briefly, and syncopates when it doesn't. There's the Syd Barrett influence for those keeping score. There's also some willful changes from major to minor in the harmony that are classic rock ideas. Even if, in this context, they eventually become key changes. Well that's enough sincerity. Oh except for the photo. It's Miss Place. My wife maiden name and me back when I would have written something like this. ;)

Miss Place

For the promptwriting it's not a challenge thread https://www.songwriter-forum-kitchen.com/forum/post/topic=7279.0

Breakfast at noon

Sprinkling the breakfast
with bubbles, sparklingly fresh.
Bread & butter & what not,
am I coldreading you,
Or loosing the plot?
Baking bread, grinding beans,
slowly rising
From confusing dreams
Don't squeeze that orange
  all over the place!

Breakfast at noon
(Cereals, Continental, Vegan toast)

Pretty soon
we will be back in the room
but now's the moment
to chase away the gloom

Tea, my dear?
There is still time
For now and all tomorrows
This should be the line
That we don't want to cross
before breakfast is done.

Making bread, taking time

Gotta get back
to the breakfast
as soon as I can!

Zoom ba be day bye doom dai
dum a dum da boobe di bay

Picture https://www.rijksmuseum.nl/nl/collectie/RP-T-1950-165 Rijksmuseum publiek domein     Carel Nicolaas Storm van 's-Gravesande
1915.

Breakfast at noon

Wonderful guitar by Jussi Welin,thank you Jussi.
https://soundcloud.com/juswel
I can eat a handful- of sunflower seeds-pull into a rest stop-buy gasoline-leave the car running-make sure my windshield is clean-
When my eyes get heavy-and I fall off to sleep-my attention is still on you and me-I can travel the world-but I still miss my life with you-
Once I knew to swallow my tears-from the haunting relations-and dozens of beers-leaving no trace-of my life with you-
Driving myself-around some back wood roads-a mindful of memories-are weighing down my load-still feel like I'm living my life with you-still living my life with you-

17/June/2019

My Life with You /Featuring Jussi Welin

It's hard to ignore what goes on out there in this sometimes cruel world.
not so sure we really ought to, either
and then there's music
a great escape; a vehicle to express ourselves as we strive to get the balance right
☮︎

contemplating death

Cam-O the Chameleon

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