Wow Bill, this is an amazing journey of emotive and complex chords.

Great catchy vocal lyric track..great acoustic guitar..perfectly executed..captivating & passionate execution..excellent mix & recording production!

Another great song! It's an old record or have you redone this?

A real sense of being front seat at a music club with this one - smoke filling the air, beer in the belly and poetry in the ears. Wonderful work. 👍

You literally bring that guitar to life! Damn, what a beautiful song, Bill! Well done.🙌👏🏻

Real, up close, wonderful voice and playing man, and the song concept is so relatable and captivating … and original. 🎩

Thank you for this heartfelt song, Bill, really beautiful...

A slight echo of Nick Drake, while still being very original.  I really like this.

Video can be watched here:
https://youtu.be/jSQcre9pGv0?si=cbzEu3aPD_-L-wKS

"Don't let the day go by in doubt
The answer lies within."

From what I know, John Petrucci wrote this song for his children, but I think it could equally apply to any of us.

The artwork is a fragment of the cover of the album from which this song comes.
Greetings!

The answer lies within, Dream Theater, a kind of cover

another from the archives.. This one has special meaning to me... Things can get very difficult.
I never played this live.....for good reason....I listen to this and it brings back pain... and anguish... tears.

Lyrics:
Lying on his bed.. his hands hold his head
He prays his house to keep and not his soul instead
for his faith was in a man who ran a good campaign
now his dreams they all are hungry
and standing in the rain he’s asking please..

Show me..   show me that you’re real
Show me … show me please .. please
please.. please… pretty please?

End of the day.. babes tucked away
she prays they wont go hungry  for another day
butn her prayers they are not answered
by the silence in her head
Kneeling by the bedside instead of counting sheep
shes asking please…
Show me… that you’re real
Show me…….

Sometimes at night..alone in my head
I pray my job to keep and not my should instead
for my faith is in the notion that someday I mi9ght see
that theres someone out there listening to the voices
As they’re asking please…..
Show me…. show me that you’re real
Show me please….. please please…
Please?
Please?
Pretty please?

Pretty Please

Somewhere cross the world
People free and brave
Anything they want they take
It's a land of plenty
Enough for everyone
Except for those with none

Don't worry darling 
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Got tiny little hearts
To hear the way they live
So little love left to give
And if they got no house
They live on the street
Or maybe in a car's backseat

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Late at night they sing their songs
With all the grace of Babylon

My beautiful child
May you never see
What's become of their dream
Soon the day will be dawning
We'll wake and rise my darling
While somewhere night has fallen 
Somewhere far from here

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Somewhere Far From Here

Momma J is in no way shape or form about me and my wife Joyce. That said.. there was this lady... yes... there was this lady.. who lived on a front porch next door to a house we rented while working on an apartment complex paint job in the early 80s. " The Lady " would see us loading into the van to go to work and shout things like  " You goin fishin?!!  I hope you dont catch NOTHIN !! "  or.. " You wanna catch turtles?!  You go on down to the S#$T crick !!!"  or " Suck me sideways"" You all a sorrysight.. tie me to an anthill and smear my ears with jam!!!"

DEMO   Headphone required.. Mixed by a deaf old man with tired feet.. so you git what ya git.

Lyrics:
Circumstances dictate
and so does momma J
She’s got more sense than I do
thats why she call me all those names
like sorry schoolboy..always late
and you know I always hate to disappoint you
Breaking your heart in two

She gives me good direction
thats my momma J
she always knows the right way
but still I go astray
crooked walking two left feet
dead end street 
momma always tries her best for me
but she shows me no sympathy

Suck me sideways!!!
says momma J
I aint seen such a fool in all my days
you aint got the sense
the good lord gave a clam
wont you tie me to an anthill
and smear my ears with Jam

I try to be a good dog
for my momma J
I sit down in my corner
but I haven’t learned to stay
The minute that the cats away
aint no threat of pain
to keep me from my old ways again
all mommas work in vain


Suck me sideways!!!
says momma J
I aint seen such a fool in all my days
you aint got the sense
the good lord gave a clam
wont you tie me to an anthill
and smear my ears with Jam

I know I said my next song was going to be about my old Italian Landlord.. but I lied.

Momma J

It's not often that an entire nation suddenly has its hands unshackled, its mouth ungagged and its cell door left ajar with an open invitation to leave the darkness and step into the light.

So, Syria, what's it to be?

Hmmm...?

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Find Seagull's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Find David's music here:  https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203

Artwork by Seagull
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Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria   ...   with Seagull and David Dunham

J'ai longtemps considéré l'amour comme un sujet mièvre, bercé probablement par une culture Disney couplée à ma formation d'ingénieur assez matérialiste
Mais avec le temps je me suis complètement décomplexé sur le sujet et j'en suis venu à penser que c'est le sujet le plus important de l'univers.
On le chante depuis la nuit des temps sans comprendre son origine. On parle d'une forme d'attachement mais c'est bien plus profond. 
Je pense que le véritable amour réciproque créé une forme d'intrication quantique entre deux êtres que ni la distance, ni le temps, ni la mort ne peut défaire. Quelque chose qui dépasse nos dimensions et notre compréhension comme l'évoque l'excellent film 'interstellar'. Bref c'est du sérieux et ça méritait bien encore une chanson ;)
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Un sentiment
Intangible et puissant
S'est affranchi du temps
Vire à l'omniprésent

Deux ne font qu'un
C'est étrange et divin
Même si je ne sais pas bien
Où je tombe, d'où tu viens

Si le coeur était la vie
Si l'amour au fond
Jouait d'autres dimensions
Au delà de l'esprit
Au delà des mots
Quelque chose de plus haut, de plus beau

On le ressent
Mais personne ne comprend
Universel pourtant
L'intrication en grand

La gravité
Entre nous s'est plié
Aucune loi jamais
Ne pourra nous séparer

Si le coeur était la vie
Si l'amour au fond
Jouait d'autres dimensions
Au delà de l'esprit
Au delà des mots
Quelque chose de plus haut, de plus beau
Quelque chose de plus haut
Quelque chose de plus beau 

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For a long time, I considered love to be a mawkish subject, probably lulled by a Disney culture coupled with my rather materialistic engineering training.
But over time, I've become completely relaxed about the subject and have come to believe that it's the most important subject in the universe.
We've been singing about it since the dawn of time without understanding its origins. We talk about a form of attachment, but it's much deeper than that. 
I think that the true reciprocal love creates a form of quantum entanglement between two beings that neither distance, time nor death can undo. Something beyond our dimensions and understanding, as evoked in the excellent film 'interstellar'. In short, it's serious stuff and deserved another song ;)
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A feeling
Intangible and powerful
has freed itself from time
Becomes omnipresent

Two become one
It's strange and divine
Even if I'm not sure
Where I fall, where you come from

If the heart were life
If love deep down
Played other dimensions
Beyond the mind
Beyond words
Something higher, more beautiful

We feel it
But no one understands
Universal yet
Big entanglement

Gravity
Between us is bent
No law ever
Can separate us

If the heart were life
If love deep down
Played other dimensions
Beyond the mind
Beyond words
Something higher, more beautiful
Something higher
Something more beautiful 

Quelque chose de plus beau

Here is another song that was never released. Recently recorded. There are a couple versions of it.. I attempted " lead guitar " .. LOL  on it. The original version is extremely " Liggaty " with all the finger picking. But there was a lead guitar track on it that was.. pretty good. Id never be able to duplicate it today.. I would have uploaded it but the recording was NASTY.. just totally unlistenable.. LOL


I hate leaning on people to help me.. I know everyone has their own work to do. I tried to upload this last night but SC would not accept the file.. but it seems ok now.

Here I am hard at work to gather my back catalog.. upload it all in one place.  Its a mess... scattered everywhere... So many of you are so skilled in the studio with sound capture and manipulation. I spent almost 30 years writing.. learning guitar and singing. Then learning how to perform it for people. I could sit in a chair at a gig and keep people in their seats for hours at a time drinking the place dry..but I have the darndest time sitting down to try to get a decent sound recording. Woe is me..


When I began this uploading last november, I hadn't anticipated there would be anyone listening. It sure is good to not be alone doing my music.. its cool to be side by side with great people who also love to try to make beautiful sounds by moving the air around us with breath and motion and electric devices.

The lyrics are what they are :


Paint me on… color me in 
Color me in happy… smile for the season
You should have told me in april .. you should have told me in spring
tell me all your summer lies.. Find me a reason.. to smile for the season
Write me off… shut me out 
As I approach another bitter sunset.. … give me a reason..to smile for the season
You should have told me in april .. you should have told me in spring
Screaming in the moonlight … look for a reason… to smile for the season
Paint shorter conversations… color washed metaphors
As we shut our windows and close our doors… we smile for the season
It was a glorious april .. it was a beautiful spring
Memories in the autumn breeze .. show us a reason.. to smile for the season



smile for the season

Lyrics:
I fell down a rabbit hole,
while looking for someone with soul,
but no luck. 
I'm here stuck holding a rabbit's foot.
Well, good luck.
Well, good luck.
Well, good luck.
I fell down into a well,
a voice said, "welcome to hell."
But the word is law,
He began to crawl, 
clutching a human foot.
Well, good luck
Well, good luck.
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I fell down a rabbit hole,
while looking for someone with soul,
but no luck. 
I'm here stuck holding a rabbit's foot.
Well, good luck.................

Good Luck

Two Weeks

Metalica - Nothing Else Matters Acoustic Cover

Midnight Sunshine (I'm Walkin' On)

Songwriter. 

I did a lot of public performance with various talented artists. Im now returning to writing and recording.  UPDATE:  Ive found so many great artists to follow but im afraid I cant keep up. Theres always someone new to hear and I dont think I can keep up with the listening and returning support without some delay...

I really did not expect this much support.. I had no idea about the generosity and warm welcome from this community. I will do my best  🙏🏼

Thanks for listening and providing inspiration via your own beautiful art.

email :   liggettservices@gmail.com

Side Note :  My goal here is to upload my catalog to date... thats something I really want to do before this life is over.. ( Im feeling fine today ). Theres so many people out there like me.. who may not ever get the chance to share the creative spark within themselves ... the small ( or large ) contribution to the culture of humanity . This platform.. as others currently and in the past, brings the entire world together in one harmonious creative voice. And if nothing else, shows us that we can really all get along just fine with each other if left to our individual creative desire to do so..

I am humbled by your kind and generous spirit and your willingness to share it.

Pretty Please

Bill Liggett

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