This is a live recording taken at a neighbourhood Corn Festival in The Annex Toronto, September 2025. This song was cowritten by myself and the late Robert Murphy performed with Rebecca Campbell, Shelley Coopersmith and Jeff Morison

This track is from the album Hearts and Arrows and is available for purchase on CD Baby here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/isabelfryszberg

New Love

My rendition of Tom Waits's Broken Bicycles.

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Broken Bicycles (Tom Waits Cover)

Stay Around

live recording from  Annex Sibelius Park Corn Festival Toronto September 14 2025

We are all on a Pilgrimage-1

You might think it’s better
 Than it was a couple hundred years ago 
I think you better take a look
 You don’t think you’d ever 
Do something to ever get yourself that low  
You’ve lived forever by the book
 Where are you from?
 What were you born into? 
Things that have nothing to do with you 

Free, land of the free, home of the brave 
At least that’s what they say
 But if we cross the tracks and see we can’t really be 
 Land of the free, home of the slave
 
You like an easy answer, 
So do I, but like has never been that way 
I think you known that all along 
The problem is much bigger than you think  
Not something you can vote away 
We need to sing a different song 
Stop pointing fingers 
Start reaching out our hands
 Into the mess that we have made 

Free, land of the free, home of the brave 
At least that’s what they say
 But if we cross the tracks and see we can’t really be 
 Land of the free, home of the slave

Can’t take away from all the men and women who gave they’re lives  on the battlefield where the battles real but America’s a battle still 
Built off the backs of Black Brutus, blood-thirsty opportunists bid us to the highest consumer
 Monthly trips on slave ships, bodies shackled to the docks.  Fast forward to present day they try to tell me it’s done stopped
 When they throw us in the slums, miseducate all our young, and they flood us with these drugs and these guns then judge what we become (I’m just saying) 
Let’s be specific if you want statistics. One out of fifteen is imprisoned Coincidence is nonsense. 
 I see the same pattern #blacklivesmatter 
I scream for my people until we’re treated equal

Free, land of the free, home of the brave 
At least that’s what they say
 But if we cross the tracks and see we can’t really be 
 Land of the free, home of the slave


CREDITS:

DRUMS  - performed & recorded by Tim Horsley 
 www.TimHorsley.com

BASS  - performed & recorded by Joel Bezaire
www.NashvilleBassWorks.com

RHODES performed by Jeff Bartsch  
www.thePowerEdit.com

ORGAN  performed & recorded by Steve Peffer  
www.StevePeffer.com

RAP on “Free” written & performed by Low Pro

GUITARS & VOCALS  performed & recorded by Joe Gilder  
www.JoeGilderMusic.com



Free (ft. Low Pro)

Tsu dayn geburtstog

(A remastered version with better sound quality has been uploaded 2/6/19)

If you are a fan of this song, check out my "Psychedelic Playlist":  https://soundcloud.com/h-bell-40070990/sets/psychedelic and my new song "My Fuzzy Girl".

This track features my new "Cry Baby" wah pedal and uses flanger in the final mix for a nice psychedelic vibe.  The song was inspired by a car I saw at a stoplight in Erie, PA that had a bumper sticker that said, "Hippie Chicks Welcome". 

Lyrics:

You reflected upon the lunar light
Pondering the big questions of life
Why’d it begin and how’s it to end
Are we alone or surrounded by friends

And I wanted to know where you wanted to go

I couldn’t make sense of the things you said
Motionless in the sand I thought you were dead
Then you sprung up and you ran away
Off in the distance an explosion of play

And I wanted to know where you wanted to go

The sun the moon
Galaxies in bloom
Far and near
Listen you’ll hear

And I wanted to know where you wanted to go

Copyright Hershey Bell 2018 "183 Records"

Single

And I Wanted To Know Where You Wanted To Go

As Simple As Coffee (and a crossword with you)

(Whoa oh whoa oh)
Let me see that light in your eyes
Outside autumn leaves reveal their surprise

As simple as coffee and a crossword with you

(Whoa oh whoa oh)
A walk round the block with our Cairn in tow
Passing the time with nowhere to go

As simple as coffee and a crossword with you

The fruits of our efforts have come home to roost
Desired results richly produced

(Whoa oh whoa oh)
Strolling through Wegman's aged ribeye for the grill
Cleaning up weekends trips to Goodwill

As simple as coffee and a crossword with you

Back To My Roots

As Simple As Coffee

This is a re-recorded version based on the advice of my VIPer friends - Adam, Colin, and others!  We're all "Disciples of Joe" (eh, Adam?)

I wrote this song as part of a challenge I gave myself - to write and produce a song in ONE evening!

Oh, and my wife liked "Ginny Lou" better than Danni Lou!

Imagine a guy on his porch missing his gal ...

‘Nother can falls
Can’t miss tonight
Gettin’ pretty darn good
Only thing that’s right

Strum the guitar
Chords don’t make much sense
And all the words
written in past tense

Stare up at the sky
Wonderin’ where are you
Won’t you come home Ginny Lou
Won’t you come home Ginny Lou

Don’t know where to go
Don’t know what to do
Swingin’ on the porch
Ain’t the same without you

Won't You Come Home (Ginny Lou)

A true collaboration - thank you to my VIPer friends - Al Collins (Jamie Guttache), Ken Beck, Adam Rogers, Randy Roe, David Jellema (The Jelloman), Jay Janes, Ben Holmes and the inspiration of @JoeGilder and Home Studio Corner!   This is the David Jellema Mix.

We are all on a Pilgrimage-1

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