The Xmas Tree by Greg Brown

They’re taking down a Christmas Tree
That he planted as a little boy
It’s overgrown its welcome and now it’s time has come

The tree gave joy and shaded the sun
Provided memories of when he was young
Showed us just how much he’d grown
Today all its residence have flown

It’s bittersweet for all involved
So many years of growth so quickly falls  
It was home to many beautiful creatures
By Christmas they’ve found a new one

All good things must come to an end
His childhood tree has seen its last day
What will come from this new found space?
Only time will fill its place

Live and grow our day in the sun
With struggles a mighty we all must fall
The time will come
That we’ve all had our day in the sun

They’re taking down a Christmas Tree
That he planted as a little boy
It’s overgrown its welcome and now it’s time has come

SideTracks

Single

The Xmas Tree

Gimme Some Lov'n

Come Out And Play

Hella Good

Butterfly

New Celebration

Tuesday Excerpt

John Michael - Vocals
Patrick Bon Sante - Guitar/Vocals
Rick Williams - Drums
Dave DiSilva - Bass

Recorded at Positive Views Studio
Produced and Engineered by Greg Brown
©2024 Bon Sonic

Bon Sonic  Promo Audio

On My Own By Greg Brown

I’m on my own
The band’s all gone
I’m here by myself    
No one’s left on board

It’s just like before
I’m a solitary man
I may not be the best
But I make it as I can

Time to start a new project
Time to make a new band
Time to take control of my art
It’s time to work on a new sound

There are no more thrills for me to seek
I’ve done all I needed there’s no more for me

So I’m free to be me again
Standing on my own again
Speaking my peace again
Believing in myself again

Collaboration can be real cool
But writing by committee wont make a hit
It’s what’s in my mind
That no one else knows

Can’t rely on no one else
Don’t need to wait for someone else
I’m free to sew the seeds I’ve sewn
Now I’m free to be on my own

So I’m free to be me again
Standing on my own again
Speaking my peace again
Believing in myself again


In the depths of solitude, I find my voice
A solitary man, but it's by choice

No longer bound by others' expectations
I'm free to create my own revelations

The journey ahead may be unknown
But I trust in the seeds I've sown

No need for approval from anyone else
I'll pave my own path, confident in myself

Standing strong, speaking my truth
Embracing my art, in the prime of my youth

No more reliance on a band or a crew
I am the artist, creating something new

In this space of independence, I thrive
No longer afraid to take a dive

Into the depths of my own creativity
I am whole, I am free, just me.


© Positive Views Records 4-13-24

On My Own

Flamin' Hot Cheetos by Jennifer Brown

Mama always told me not to play with fire
But as I grew up, I couldn’t curb my desire
For red hot embers and flickering flames
When the matches went missing, I was to blame
Now I knew that my craving was a little evil
Needed to find something that wasn’t illegal
Strolling down the aisle in the mini mart
A snack that sparked a flame in my fire loving heart

GB: Flamin Hot Cheetos
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Mix in lotta Tapatio
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Gimmie, gimmie hot cheetos
J/T: Gimmie cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos

J/T
Put a whole bunch in my mouth and eat em
That’s why you see me crying and screaming
Feel like my head is gonna explode
While my stomach lining burns and slowly erodes

GB: Flamin Hot Cheetos
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Mix in lotta Tapatio
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Gimmie, gimmie hot cheetos
J/T: Gimmie cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos

Bridge J/T
I’m no longer a pyro lusting for fire
I’m flamin hot, take a shot Hot Cheeto devil
Come on over, let’s have a snack
Once you’re in, boyz, you’ll never go back
to boring, mild, no kick tortilla chips
Now you’re in for a long strange Hot Cheetos trip

GB: Flamin Hot Cheetos
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Mix in lotta Tapatio
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Gimmie, gimmie hot cheetos
J/T: Gimmie cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos


J/T: I’m in so deep now, hooked on those chips
And the guys are going crazy for my hot cheetos lips
All this spice, now my friends are concerned
When I tell em how I love to feel my stomach burn
J/T
Love to dip em in mole, top em with shishito
Turn the heat up, yeah, feed my ego

GB
I was testing the limits, didn’t know when to stop
When a ghost pepper took me over the top

J/T
When you visit my grave, bring your amigos
All together: 
And bring a whole bunch of those flaming hot cheetos

GB: Flamin Hot Cheetos
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Mix in lotta Tapatio
J/T: Hot cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos
GB: Gimmie, gimmie hot cheetos
J/T: Gimmie cheetos, hot, hot, cheetos

Flamin' Hot Cheetos

At my Kinko's, a guy was copying a flier that said they would film a soccer game for FREE if the players came to their pizza place to watch it.  I asked if they would film my band and they did, most of the day, mobile jam.  Then we had a party at he pizza place with the PTz on every screen.  Good times!

Setlist for mobile jam

Sea Dee
The Other One
Jam
Spanish Jam
Cold Rain & Snow
Nowhere To Turn (Not yet complete, our first original song)
Althea like jam
Not Fade Away
The Other One
Knocking On Heaven’s door
Lovelight
Franklin’s Tower
Get Up Jam (Before Steve put words to Get Up)
Women R Smarter
What I like About You
Shakedown Street Jam
Johnny B Goode Jam
Sympathy For The Devil
Can’t You See
Rockin’ Robin
Jam
Lovelight

Pur'p'l Tur't'lz Mobile Jam 1985

Positive Views Records is home to The Village Green and to the Pur'p'l Tur't'lz Archive.  This is the place to hear the Music/Bands of Greg Brown and Stephen Bryant's original and covered music.  Live and in the STUDiO. 10,000 plays in 2023 and 74,000  in total.  2,000+ tracks so far...  

An Archive.  Old and New.  A Treasure Trove.  A Vault.  Enjoy!

This is the home of the Pur'p'l Tur't'lz Archives (free to listen and to download).  You're Welcome! *Steve passed in 2018.  Much of Steve's spirit is preserved in this archive.  His writing/rambling is on every song/show he uploaded.  He lives on through this archive.  In the cloud; as his mother would describe it.

Greg Brown - Keyboard, Guitar, Bass, Vocals and Production.  https://www.facebook.com/greg.brown.888

Stephen Bryant (RIP) - Bass, Vocals, Music Production https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100004250059050&fref=ts

The Xmas Tree

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