Name: St. James Infirmary Blues.lead vocal.Robin Glossy by John Ostertag
Duration: 3 min 56 s
Description: remake of old blues song.. Robin Glossy vocal..John Ostertag-lead guitar,ect

je connais plusieurs versions de cette fameuse chanson et j'étais curieuse d'entendre la votre. Et bien j'avoue que je suis conquise ! ❤️

Two short improvisations for this track....

LAST DRINK CLUB.

Toca la Guitarra | Korima
Following “White Sail”, we continue to showcase Korima’s short songs. Hoping to leave you wanting more.
This is the next one: Toca la Guitarra
Korima's songs are written and performed by Suzanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).

Toca La Guitarra

Elle's Bells

Day Of The Dead.

This song was inspired by "The Cold Heart" (German: Das kalte Herz), a fairy tale written by Wilhelm Hauff. It was published in 1827 in a collection of fairy tales that take place within the narrative of The Spessart Inn.
Although written almost 200 years ago, the described conflicts of mankind are still up-to-date, maybe even more than before. Preferring status und prosperity over humanity is something which has become socially acceptable.

Special thanks for prelistening and precious ideas to my dear friend Gary Reeves!

Lyrics
Peter was in the charcoal business
never in peace with the live he was living
made a deal with the forest spirit
Three wishes and a new life given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity
 
Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

It did not play out like you were whishing for
glassworks went down and you needed much more
sold your heart to Dutch Mike to keep living
a heart of stone and the fortune you were given

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Flourishing business kept you going
but your smile was eternally frozen
when your drivers faded and you had murdered love
nothing left there but an empty heart

Descending to the darkest corners of humanity
what was it you were thinking of when you lost your pity

Inside your stone cold heart
You‘ve built a world of disregard

Stone Cold Heart

It seems that each season has its own "perfume of mystery".  In a typical Texas panhandle spring, it is Lilac and Russian Olive that perfume the air.  In the deep South, Magnolias are hypnotically fragrant.  In summer it is the fresh, petrichor air after a rainstorm, or a newly-mown field of hay.  In the fall there is a pungency of fallen leaves as they are raked into piles, and as the days grow cooler, smoke from a fireplace during an evening walk. It is an odor that grows stronger and crisper as winter sets in and the sweet scent of pine with the setting up of Christmas trees.  Dan wanted to capture this "perfume of mystery" with his unique composing and keyboard skills and invited me to come along. Thank you my friend for inviting me.  Hear more of Dan's beautiful and unique "French Fantasy" music @dan-t-3.

Like A Perfume Of Mystery (DAN-DT; composer, keyboards, David; guitars)

My latest composition with vocals, piano, bass, percussion, erhu and synths. 
Mastered by my lovely Sander. 😊❤️🎶❤️

Not A Moment Too Soon

Drummax, Sytrus, Fender Squire Mini guitar , Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

Artwork-photo of some homegrown olives curing in the kitchen.

Yep, Sure, 100%

06/17/2025

Imodium

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well and you’d understand 
If I could turn my hand 
Just like dear old dad
To any problem say that I can

It to his disappointment I
Can’t fix and patch
Can’t build a house from scratch 

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

No uniform no badge
No proof I’m a man
No service that my dear folks can brag
Not one of the gang
The small select band
Just different and clearly off brand

I can only sing a song
But you’d say that’s exactly what is wrong

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

Imagine if you can at all
Someone with imagination 
Not just a timid fool
Just different like no other son

Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two
Rhyme boy that’s all you do
White noise that serves no use
Employ your brains and you
Could be just like one and two 
Rhyme boy it’s time to face the truth 

If I was a man 
With down to earth plans
You’d know me well you’d understand

Rhyme Boy

remake of old blues song.. Robin Glossy vocal..John Ostertag-lead guitar,ect

St. James Infirmary Blues.lead vocal.Robin Glossy

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St. James Infirmary Blues.lead vocal.Robin Glossy

John Ostertag

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