Name: Sunday Morning Coming Down # 07 Gene Jumper, Johnny Cash ( Cover) by Gene Jumper
Duration: 3 min 36 s
Description: Gene Jumper, Sunday Morning Coming Down # 07 Johnny Cash ( cover)

Nailed it Gene! Another terrific choice too. Durge

Fabulous take on a Classic KK- Ca$h collective here, Gene. Beautifully re-created, Friend. Love your version.

geeze whiz/ Gene/awesome sounding country cover/cookN man/great take

Sounds good Gene. It's getting hot in Arkansas these days.

Gene Jumper, Sunday Morning Coming Down # 07 Johnny Cash ( cover)

Sunday Morning Coming Down # 07 Gene Jumper, Johnny Cash  ( Cover)

The Golden Age

faced with the rays of heaven
you'll see everything is how it's meant to be
so let that supposition result in dancing
and the sound arising as you feel the need

quiet harbingers have walked the path alone 
and left behind their guidance in the marking stones
there is substance to these dreams of Avalon
I know you feel it in your bones

messages of love by satellite the anthem of the final days
we gather in the starless night in the last of the golden age

the heavy burdens of this life 
can make us selfish and blind
I see you there and I know
you are honest and kind

there is no weapon that will prevail against us
as we  stand our ground in the final days
you must remember love is relentless
here in the golden age 

trust that your heart will fill with joy 

it's still so early in the spring
on the spectrum of life 
more subtle is the journey as we arrive
no more hiding in half light

will you be there in the light of love

The Golden Age

Drink,n Agan 24

Electron donors

An Islander's Progress; being a song concerned with empire and imperialism, and their consequences, and reincarnation.

". . . false accounts of the role Britain played regarding colonisation not only misleads students but supplies them with a false sense of pride. This filter on reality may then be applied to view topics concerning race, discrimination and equality in their adulthood . . . (as a result) . . . racism is embedded in Britain’s history and society."
― Martin Greenwood: The Impact of the Past: How British Colonialism Affects the Modern World: May 4, 2021

Lyrics:
Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I was young, I joined the ships leaving from the harbour
“Fair winds and following seas” went cries to each and every boat
We hastened down to Africa, then caught the Trade Winds west
With foul holds full of sad lost souls to toil in lands remote
But I drowned off the Florida coast in a raging hurricane
My body lost forever, but my soul it did remain

Proud Islander I was my friend, one of our doughty sailors
Whose cargo to America brought us wealth and God’s good favors
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I grew up, I yearned to be a brave strong soldier lad
So, I upped and joined the army, and sailed east to India
When the sepoys rose against us, we strapped them to our cannons
And blew them all to Hell and back in the name of Queen Victoria
But cholera came to claim me in a ravaging blue death
My body gone forever, but my soul it would not rest

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our mighty regiments
That did our people all inspire by seizing lands and continents
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When good Queen Liz attained the throne, I joined the colony police
And fought the Mau-Mau brutally, with torture and fell murder
Yet in truth I’ll willingly admit to a conscience slightly stricken
When I forced a poor young Kenyan girl to couple with her father
Years later they avenged her fate, strung me up by a noose
My body left for animals, but my soul it still was loose

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our glorious history
That encompassed many centuries, albeit often bloodily
Proud Islander I was my friend
You may find it hard to comprehend,
Proud Islander was I … Proud Islander was I

My friend I’ve lived for centuries, seen the rise and fall of nations
I’ve seen bright mornings shining while a dark night duly lengthens
For all my sins it is my fate to be reborn again
I’ve not atoned! Proud Islander, I still am my friend!

Proud Islander I am my friend
Though I find it hard to comprehend,
I’m never going to die . . . I’m never going to die
I’m never going to die

Vocabulary:
Sepoys: The term sepoy referred to all native soldiers in the service of the British East India Company's army. For a number of reasons, many sepoys were involved in the Indian Rebellion of 1857 against British rule. It's fair to say both sides committed atrocities during the Rebellion. It was repressed by the British and quite a few sepoys were executed as described in the song.

Mau-Mau: militant African nationalist movement that originated in the 1950s among the Kikuyu people of Kenya. The Mau Mau advocated violent resistance to British domination in Kenya. The British suppressed their rebellion by means of war with the Mau-Mau fighters and the use of detention camps for large swathes of the population.

Music: Michael Sellers; Sergio Aguilar
Lyrics: Michael Sellers; Gerry Verdier
Vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass, keyboards, & musical arrangement: Sergio Aguilar
Drums: Sergio Aguilar
Sound engineering & production: Sergio Aguilar
Album Cover photo: Image originally from cottonbro studio on Pexels
Cover design: Michael Sellers; Loretta Sellers Fortuny

One Singer Left to Mourn

An Islander's Progress

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Written and recorded 7/4/24

Just me and my bass 

---Lyrics---

Time it goes, often slowly
Time it goes, in its own way
Time it flows, often slowly
Time it goes, in its own way

Find your own time, In your own way
Find your own time, maybe one day
Find your own time, maybe someday
Find your own time, find your own way

Your Own Time (demo)

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Alto Saxophone solo. Hammond B3 Organ solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Hammond B3 Organ Rhythm with Bass peddles. Acoustic stand-up Bass. Drums Full Drum set, full kit. Percussion Zildjan 22' Ride & Crash Cymbal. Ago go Bells.

Gumbolia

Hot Sauce

This is messy and rough, more like a demo -- it was all done in my scratch pad context (FL Studio), but then again the subject is messy and rough.

Take You Down

I can take you down
I can bring you right down put your face down to it
I can wait around ready for you

you are free to change your mind
you are free to leave this life behind
there's an open door but you don't go through it

I try to get away clean but you got me in a hold
you put your fingers in my head and I loose control
how will I ever be satisfied

I can help with the pain for a little while
cause you know it really just ain't my style
to let you feel what I'm doing when I'm doin it

got what I need and I need it
where does it end now
now that I've paid with my freedom

I just want to be free from all the craving of the night
hey yeah will there ever be a time when I feel it

Take You Down

I am so excited about collaborating with soprano Maribel Villarroel and arranger and pianist René Calderón. The lyrics are from the Pablo Neruda poem "Para Mi Corazón" in the book "Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair". Translated by W.S Merwin. Permission has been granted by Fundación Pablo Neruda.

Para Mi Corazón

Para mi corazón basta tu pecho,
para tu libertad bastan mis alas.                                                                                 
Desde mi boca llegará hasta el cielo                                                                                   
lo que estaba dormido sobre tu alma.

He dicho que cantabas en el viento                                                                             
como los pinos y cómo los mástiles.                                                                           
Como ellos eres alta y taciturna.
Y entristeces de pronto, como un viaje.

Acogedora como un viejo camino.                                                                                   
Te pueblan ecos y voces nostálgicas.                                                                              
Yo desperté y a veces emigran y huyen                                                                   
pájaros que dormían en tu alma.

Your breast is enough for my heart,
and my wings for your freedom. 
What was sleeping above your soul will rise
out of my mouth to heaven.

I have said that you sang in the wind
like the pines and like the masts.
Like them, you are tall and taciturn,
and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.

You gather things to you like an old road.
You are peopled with echoes and nostalgic voices.                                                          
I awoke and at times birds fled and migrated
that had been sleeping in your soul.

Para Mi Corazón

Well I'm here to top it off
Momentum dropping off
Some nerve to write me off
But my drive will define it
You try to shut me down
Keep buried in the ground
No room for me to sprout
But my mind is confine-less
--------------------------------------------
Pain's a motivation
Away from comforting touch
Some days will always be tough
There's ways to get out this rut
To get out this rut
--------------------------------------------
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah I need it all
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Make me the underdog
Bet on the higher one
Not even close to done
Cause' the fires still risin'
I'm coming from behind
And get you by surprise
No chance of wasting time
Cause' the fires inside me
--------------------------------------------
Pain's a motivation
Away from comforting touch
They say it's only tough love
Some days are better than none
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I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all

I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all
I want and I need
I want it all
Yeah, I need it all

Tough Love

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This Version was Created On (04/25/2024) (05:56 PM)

Hey whats up snappers! I am back with more productions. This is honestly a simple chill beat that i created and kept because it was simple and chill. I hope everyone stops by and check it out. much love to everyone who checks my tunes periodically. This is not the only beat coming stay tuned. I got some HEAT ROCKS.

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BEAT-16 (Dreamy) (Produced By SnapShotNYC)

gospel and  country music lover, singer/songwriter, conservative, christian,  truth soldier Brother.  i want to thank everyone on soundcloud for your support, right now i have got   100,000 plays i reached my goal                            show we had  last night, with J Ryan Daniels & Pace Alexander the host of The Sonic Truth Revolution Show, it was a pleasure too me for them to have me on as their first guest on their new Tue, night show, i really enjoyed my self, i want too thank my Truth Brother's , J Ryan Daniels & Pace Alexander for having me on, we had a great time, i also want to thank all of my great supporter's on Soundcloud, and everyone on Soundcloud, Facebook & Twitter for tuneing in and listening to the show last night, i love everybody, and everybody take care now. hey my soundcloud friend's i love you all and i support you,  and i appreciate your support, here lately i've been getting  comment's that i don't appreciate, just wanted to let you know there are some people on here that are jealous, and one thing i can't stand is a jealous singer or musician, and i've had my share of them down through my singing career, i don't have any time for a jealous singer or musician, they may be the best singer or musician, but if they are jealous they ain't worth 2 cents,  i'm not on here to make a name for my self or be a star, i just love music, and love to hear other people sing and play, if they don't want to support me that's fine, i made it before with out them, if they don't have anything good to say about me, they don't need to say anything at all, i don't need their support.  if you will  look close at the background picture of the Snail, you will see my picture in the center of the Snail's coil, i found this Snail in my garden not to long ago, i was amazed  and scared when i cleaned the dirt off of it, and saw my picture in the center of the coil on that Snail Shell, i couldn't believe it, so i took a picture of it with my phone, everybody can see it, it only show's up on my phone, my family took a picture of it 2 or 3 time's, and nothing showed up, just the Snail, i took another picture of it, and there it was again , my picture on the Snail.

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