I digs the stop-time ! No cap ! This cut is litty!

King

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A Little Rain

Album TROPICAL ISLAND
RELEASED: June 8, 2023 - The album contains 13 tracks Ambient and 'long 77 minutes. And 'available now on AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C86K291K/ref=sr_1_16?crid=2OKGQOFNTN0XN&keywords=unclemad&qid=1694343575&sprefix=unclemad%2Caps%2C234&sr=8-16

12 - Dreaming of Red Water - Album TROPICAL ISLAND

Personal cover song This song didnt have a guitar in it so i wanted to practice my covering skills and add guitars and some extra bass to it.

I Still Love you  (Cover) Jelly Roll

My song is about the great figure of Brendan Behan, an Irish writer. I composed the text first, after reading all his books. I wanted to combine the acoustic sound of the Irish tradition with the electric sound because Brendan was definitely a Rock and Roll character. Brendan Boy is the first song of my brand new 5-piece EP available now on all streaming platforms: Spotify, Apple Music etc….please share and leave a comment! ciao from Italy. Ale   CHECK OUT AND SUBSCRIBE MY YOU TUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQMmQZkVAOduoNsMoMqY7Kw

BRENDAN BOY

And now, emanating from the Secaucus Lounge of the
Fabulous Fandango Hotel in Weehawken, New Jersey -
We proudly present the celestial melodies of Lou Waxman
And his Orchestra, who ask the age old musical question...

If you've ever been hurt by your main squeeze, deceived by your best friend, or down to your last dime and ready to call it quits, this cat has the solution if you have the time to listen.

Ladies and Gentlemen's...and all those who wish to be considered so! Here 'tis! Here goes the greatest remedy for the blues on earth! The results obtained by the use of this track have been phenomenal!

Inspiration from Floyd "Dipper Boy" Council III(The Devil's Daddy-In-Law)

Your enemy cannot harm you, but watch your close friend - Rev. Edward W. Clayborn

I wanted to buy me some cakes but I had shot dice and lost my roll - Blind Lemon Jefferson, Bakershop Blues

"Sweet Singer of the Swamplands Here to Do a Few Tunes between Homicides" - January 3, 1935, headline in the New York Herald Tribune announcing the arrival of Leadbelly

I had to steal music from every which a way to get it... to get it to fit - Willie McTell, intro to The Dyin' Crapshooter's Blues

Some folks dig the swamp blues...I YAM THE SWAMP, Y'ALL !

They tell me God don't like ugly. Said, boy, your home's in hell - Sam Chatmon, God Don't Like Ugly

When Paramount Records got the ol' chap to make this record, they put over a big one for the Blues! He is a blues preacher that knows how to pick and holler! Listen to this a here record right now!

Take Back Your Heart, I Ordered Liver! - a jazz title without the actual song, according to Dave Van Ronk

Aunt Caroline Dye she told me,
"Son, you don't have to live so rough"
"I'm going to fix you up a mojo, oh Lord, so you can strut your stuff"
[Go on and strut yo' stuff!]

Originality is way overrated. To make, you need to take. All great artists do
All has not been said and never will be
Only those with no memory insist on their originality

I know my crown gonna fit me well, 'cause tried it on at the gates of hell - Reverend Gary Davis 

'Scuse my cough, I slept in a chicken house last night. - Jesse Fuller

Drop the bomb, y'all! - Snooks Eaglin

We wrote this song, it's our own compose' - Sleepy John Estes, Don't You Want To Know 1941

All right boys, say, play that piano loud and bring me some more of that catjuice up there - Peg Leg Howell, "Chittlin' Supper"

Mark Twain once said, "I can live for two months on a good compliment."

Chinatown! They got the best ol' food they ever had in Chinatown! - Leadbelly

(about Elvis Presley) I wasn't just a fan, I was his brother. He said I was good and I said he was good; we never argued about that. Elvis was a hard worker, dedicated, and God loved him. Last time I saw him was at Graceland. We sang "Old Blind Barnabus" together, a gospel song. I love him and hope to see him in heaven. There'll never be another like that soul brother.--James Brown

I don't play 'em, I stomp 'em. - Bukka White

When you go down on Deep Ellum, keep your carburator clean, 'cause the women on Deep Ellum sell you dirty gasoline - Bill Neely

If I had one biscuit, and you hadn't eaten nothin' in a month, I'd break it in two and eat both pieces - Yank Rachell to Howard Armstrong in Louie Bluie

Here she comes! The Black Diamond Express to Hell with Sin the Engineer holding the throttle wide open; Pleasure is the headlight, and the devil is the conductor. You can feel the roaring of the express and the moanin' of the drunkards, liars, gamblers and other folk who have got aboard. They are hell-bound and they don't want to go. The train makes eleven stops but nobody can get off - Vocalion advertisement for Rev. A.W. Nix's 1927 recording Black Diamond Express to Hell

It must be jelly 'cause jam don't shake like that - Fats Waller

"...When I play-- if you pay attention, what I sing the guitar sings, too. And what the guitar say, I say."--Mississippi Fred McDowell The Great

Crowbar (Tribute To Sir Link Wray)

The Second Victorian Era

Michael Mayo - Make it out    (DJ FanjoG Remix)

This is a song I wrote with Bubba Maddux, he wrote most of the lyrics and I wrote the music and sang it (please forgive the vocals, I am not a singer). It's kind of Jazzy pop but it does have the feel of the ocean. Bubba did a great job with the lyrics and he will be doing an acoustical version in the future so be on the look out for that on his channel. Watch the video on YouTube if you really want to get washed away! 

 https://youtu.be/_Zr1hGkIvZo

Watch & listen to the song at least 3 times, remember it's the space between the notes where you'll find the music! I Hope everyone enjoys it! Cheers!

“THIS OCEAN”

THE BROKEN SHELLS ALONG THE BEACH,
THE GENTLE CRUNCH BENEATH MY FEET,
THE WAVES CRASHING AGAINST THE ROCKS,  
MAKING A SPLASH THEY START TO FROTH,
JELLYFISH LAYING ALL ABOUT,
THE WATER DESPERATELY REACHING OUT,
AND FOR A SEC MY MIND IS CLEAR,
THIS OCEAN'S CRY THE ONLY SOUND I HEAR,

INHALING SALTY AIR, EXHALING MY DESPAIR,
FEELING UNPREPARED, DEEP DOWN I'M REALLY SCARED,    
SOMEDAY I'LL FACE MY FEARS, UNTIL THEY ALL DISAPPEAR,
FOR NOW I'LL SHED MY TEARS, CAST THEM INTO THIS OCEAN,

SOME SLOWLY DRIP INTO THE SAND,
THEY'RE WASHED AWAY BY NEPTUNE'S HAND, 
THIS OCEAN PROMISES TO HEAL,
THESE STRANGE EMOTIONS THAT I FEEL, 
THE SUN IS SMILING HIGH ABOVE,
THIS OCEAN REFLECTING ALL ITS LOVE,
AND IN A FLASH I'M SWEPT AWAY,
THIS OCEAN HEALING ME TODAY,       

INHALING SALTY AIR, EXHALING MY DESPAIR,
FEELING UNPREPARED,
DEEP DOWN I'M REALLY SCARED, (What are you afraid of?)
SOMEDAY I'LL FACE MY FEARS, (It's only love)
UNTIL THEY ALL DISAPPEAR, (It's only love)
FOR NOW I'LL SHED MY TEARS,
CAST THEM INTO THIS OCEAN.
    
THIS OCEAN, THIS OCEAN, THIS OCEAN.
                 
BY JIM VALDES & BUBBA MADDUX © 2024

ODDS & ENDS

"THIS OCEAN" (Feat. Lyrics By Bubba Maddux)

Blind Willie Dukes, Jr. is the sort of bluesman who, if he didn't exist, seems as if he could almost be made up by a hack novelist. He's been on a chain gang(allegedly), naturally -- in his case, for stabbing a man to death in a juke joint brawl. He has, by his own count, 26 children by five women. And he never picked up a guitar until he was 58 years old (though his age, now approximately 80 years, is a guess at best). Wife No. 5, the story goes, had bought him a guitar as a present, and the thing sat gathering dust until she took off. Willie got himself a gallon of moonshine, picked up the guitar and taught himself to play. That sounds right out of central casting but may well be true, and, if nothing else, the legend looks good on him.

Willie's hard, cutting brand of blues is about as elemental as music gets. Made with his own guitar and the clatterings of a drummer known only as Foot-Tambo. Willie's songs are not so much slices as slashes of life. On his albums-- the titles themselves speak of jealousy, rage, and impending violence--he sings about scenes from his long and storied life: women he's had, or wanted but couldn't have; jobs he's worked at; ass-whuppings he's delivered. But this is no joke, made up just for white-boy punk-rock consumption. He means it. Willie's songs have endured remixing, and you can be damn sure that if, like I do, Dukes thought the track made him sound foolish, he'd probably pull a knife on everyone involved.

"He sounds like two flat tires on a dirt road, tryin' to catch up."--RS

“What I love about playing music (is) because I did my own singing and do my own thing, didn't have to worry about nobody crossin' me.”

Crowbar (Tribute To Sir Link Wray)

Blind Willie Dukes, Jr.

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