years ago... when a cat knew where it was at. Hope you and your family are well Johnny, in these difficult times.

Great lyrics, loved it from the first bar to the last

Superb blues... beautiful lyrics, very sweet melody and lovely vocals

Dang near impossible to sneak in a comment anywhere here on your crowded track, Prav. Fine songwriting and a most special performance. Such a catchy well-written tune. Enjoyed!

Top notch blues writing and performance. Such an easy and natural delivery. Durge

Monday Playlist 8/23/2021

This song was written by Chuck Berry while in prison and was recorded
in 1964.  This " poor boy" traveled across dozen states by bus, train and
plane to get to his promise land (California).  It was also recorded by
Elvis Presley .  Remember, Paul Revere and the Raiders, Freddy Weller,
had a hit with it also.  Louisiana's own Johnny Allen also had a hit with
it here in cajun land.  Having a little fun with this one.

Promise Land ( Cover of Chuck Berry )

There once was an amazing magical musical Band called 'Bread', fronted by the inimitable David Gates. Cover 'Sketch' created with all due respect and love for Bread, albeit only a rather small slice here. ;-)
Look What You've Done
(Bread - Gates - 1970)
You have taken the heart of me
And left just a part of me,
And look, look, look what you've done.
Well, you took all the best of me,
So come get the rest of me,
And look back, finish what you've begun.
There is some-one you ought to meet,
It's me, Mister Incomplete.
Look, at what I've become.
For it's due to the lack of you
That I'm now only half of two.
Look back, finish what you've begun.
Come and sit by my side
Where there's nothing to hide.
You will try to decide what you needed
But from where I stand today,
I can't think of the way
Or the words that I might say
That will change your mind and make you stay.
Oh, no, not for all the times I've pleaded.
Look, look, look what you've done.
You have taken the best of me,
So come get the rest of me,
And look back, finish what you've begun.
I'll be done.

Sunny Beaches - All of Them

Look What You've Done - Version

Written by Mark Heard
Arranged and Performed by Josh McAlexander

He will Listen to You

Music: Jan Schonander

I published a vocal version of this a while back, but originally I had intended this to be instrumental only. Turns out I listen to this a bit so I thought maybe there are some listeners out there that might enjoy it too.

Getting Somewhere Instrumental

Getting Somewhere | Instrumental

Composition Philippe Guitare rythmique/Slide/Wah-Wah @user-759566380
Texte et chant Guillaume @user-759566380
Instrumentation/arrangements/mixage/masterisation @Tulipe-records

Paroles

On voudrait faire une chanson
Écolo , geek et non genrée
Qui plaise aux filles et aux garçons
Sans gluten sans vulgarités
On enfoncerait toutes ces portes
Ouvertes sur nos libertés
De Washington à Aigues-Mortes
On chanterait le poing levé

On devrait parler de Poutine
Et de sa folie des grandeurs
Qui mettent le feu dans nos vitrines
Comme une canicule en chaleur
On balancerait notre avis
Sur le changement climatique
On tordrait le cou nous aussi
A ces idées fausses et sceptiques

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire tomber un dictateur
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un jeune acteur
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A déranger les complotistes
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un vrai journaliste

On devrait faire une chanson
Sur la Covid mais sans tabous
Sur ces experts yaka fokon
Qui savaient tout sur rien surtout
On parlerait de tous ces gens
De ces héros du quotidien
Qu'un imbécile de Président
A traité comme des assassins

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire frémir les chaînes infos
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par Docteur Renaud
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A angoisser tous ces bavards
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par Mister Renard

On dézinguerait les puissants
Qui n'écoutent pas la Planète
Les oreilles bouchées par l'argent
L'cerveau au chaud dans leurs braguettes
On allumerait ces people
Qui font souffrir les dictionnaires
Qui polluent les pages de Google
Tout comme du pétrole dans la mer

Et puis on ferait un refrain
A faire peur aux capitalistes
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un communiste
Et puis on ferait un refrain
A effrayer tous les Bobos
Un peu comme une voiture sans freins
Conduite par un Populo

We'd like to make a song
Eco-friendly, geeky and gender-neutral
that appeals to both boys and girls
Gluten-free without vulgarities
We'd break down all those doors
Open to our freedoms
From Washington to Aigues-Mortes
We'd sing with raised fists

We should talk about Putin
And his delusions of grandeur
Setting fire to our windows
Like a heat wave
We'd throw our weight around
On climate change
We, too, would bend our necks
To these false and skeptical ideas

And then we'd make a chorus
To bring down a dictator
Like a car with no brakes
Driven by a young actor
And then we'd make a chorus
To upset the conspiracists
Like a car without brakes
Driven by a real journalist

We should make a song
About the Covid but without taboos
About those yaka fokon experts
Who knew everything about nothing
We'd talk about all those people
These everyday heroes
Whom an imbecile President
Treated like assassins

And then we'd make a chorus
To make the news channels quiver
Like a car without brakes
Driven by Docteur Renaud
And then we'd make a chorus
To scare the chatterboxes
Like a car without brakes
Driven by Mister Renard

We'd blast the powerful
Who don't listen to the Planet
Their ears plugged by money
Their brains warmed in their zippers
We'd light up these celebrities
Who make dictionaries suffer
Polluting the pages of Google
Like oil in the sea

And then we'd make a chorus
To scare the capitalists
Like a car without brakes
Driven by a communist
And then we'd make a chorus
To scare all the haves
Like a car without brakes
Driven by the rabble

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD / TULIPE RECORD 2022

Sans Freins ( Tulipe & Jim ) TRANSLATED

Recorded / mixed: Audacity.
Guitar: Cort MR710 LH NS
Keyboard: Roland E-X20
Mic: Rhode USB Mini
Effects: Paper synth / garden birds

LYRICS:

Whisper in my ear darling
Wipe away the fear my darling
Never move far from me
Let's pretend this will always be

Dance with me 'till morning
Kiss me without warning
Hold me close
And never let me go go

Whisper in my ear darling
Wipe away the fear my darling
Never move far from me
Let's pretend this will always be

Because in your arms
I finally get the chance
To let down my guard
It thaws out my heart

In your eyes
I find to my surprise
Spring arrives
It's safe to feel alive

Whisper in my ear darling
Wipe away the fear my darling
Never move far from me
Let's pretend this will always be

Dance with me 'till morning
Kiss me without warning
Hold me close
And never let me go

© Tam Hastings, Ben-Tam Jennifer, 2022

Whisper

Whisper (2022)

Give me something infinite
Infinite is the universe as people say don't know
Infinite is our souls they say but where they go don't blow
Its not so complicated and think of it just twice
Once for your reality and once for your true eyes.
The history has proven it so there 's a being to live it
The future has predicted it so there 's a soul to keep it
This bring you to dimensioning of our eternal life
Just breath it and remember yeah you re not just here to die
After all its everything that's given out in faith
reality is infinite in this path most people hate
The game of god has silenced the truth is now endorsed
You know now dimensionless to kneel when you're outsourced.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KLNTu-Y6HU

GIVE ME SOMETHING INFINITE (Lyrics on Description)

World Gone Bad - Words & Music: Pravinand Maharaj

I was born downtown on a bed of rats
From a dirty faced kid to a mean ol’ cat
Mama said son you look just like your dad
It’s hard being good in a world gone bad

Don’t wanna go where I don’t want to be
Don’t want to say what I don’t really mean
What a lowdown rotten life I had
It’s hard being good in a world gone bad

Gonna pull up my boots
Pick up my cane
Put on my hat
Get on the road again
Hit that trail before the break of dawn
You can wait all you want but baby I’ll be gone

Some get their kicks in the back of a hearse
Some drink blood just to quench their thirst
Me I’m on the edge going mad
It’s hard being good in a world gone bad 


World Gone Bad

Poetry by Claude McKay
Vocals, vocal melody, poetry selection, arrangement: Nadia Selvaggi
Instrumental (composition), arrangement & mix by Brian Butts: https://soundcloud.com/brian-butts-565934842
Sax by Nigel Manning of The Windscale Blues Experiment: https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues

America
BY CLAUDE MCKAY (1921)
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

AMERICA by Brian Butts & Nadia Selvaggi (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

This song is a tribute to beautiful lives cut short. Back in November 2022 last year three University of Virginia football players were shot and killed by a former teammate as they returned from a trip to see a play in Washington DC. It happens all too often in this country. These three were outstanding young men much loved and mourned by the community.

The amazing Ceci Wynans paid tribute in song at their memorial service:  https://youtu.be/VLA6biZDTx0

The art is a painting by D'Sean Perry, one of the three young men lost. 

This is song is sung from the imagined perspective of their parents.

Brother Gone

I still see a little boy running hiding from me and laughing then
I'd like to think that losing you had some higher reason in the end
but how can anyone know how hard it is to let you go

you were the one who always knew everything is in God's hands
but you're not here and it's so hard to understand

just look at all these people standing here
calling out your name
this would be the happiest day of my life if you were here by my side
instead all I've got is this heartbreak and pain

how was I to know it'd be the last time
that I'd see your shining face next to mine
they can take away the good years that should've been yours to claim
but they'll never take away the good man you became

I'll always see a little boy running hiding away from me
but this time you're not coming back
and I'm not sure how I'm ever gonna live with that

God I need some peace of mind
I hope that it isn't far away

Brother Gone

This song started as an idea David and I came up with to do an afrobeat song together.  So David came up with this banger of a bass line and drums track and sent it to me. I added some guitars, electric piano, and organ. I then excitedly sent it to Mikey to add the sax, which I consider to be a key element of afrobeat music, and which he always does so well. David's version is much more drum and bass heavy. Please have a listen to both so you can hear how they both sound. I really had a good time making this song. David produced and mixed both versions, and what a fun thing it is to hear my instruments integrated into an elrctronica song by such able hands.

Under the Baobab Tree (with David K. A. Spencer and Mikey McFaffington)

© Joe Liberty 2023. All rights reserved.

KnowingTheknownUnknowns

Led by the nose to your ordained goal
Trained to heal and fit the mould 
Deterred to look beyond the fold
Where the known unknowns truths be told

Oh to burn the flame of life forever bright
To bring the nameless dark into the light

Well blow me down
 
Yeah
Uh-huh 
Knowing the known unknowns

Break

Ah to gaze on what we yet dare to know
To ponder the secrets of the dark unknown unknowns

What we see is what we know
What we know is all we see
Behind the veil of society
Lie the unknown knowns, naturally

Oh to burn the flame of life forever bright
To bring the nameless dark into the light

Well blow me down

Yeah
Uh-huh 
Knowing the known unknowns
Knowing the known unknowns

KnowingTheKnownUnknowns

Supernatant

Bandcamp

Hydropathy

Rodolfo https://soundcloud.com/rplanes first shared this beautiful piece with me 2 years ago, which has had a gradual development since I first wrote the lyrics back then. More recently Ce Mastro https://soundcloud.com/cemastro added some exciting backing vocals which transformed the chorus and then even more recently we invited Dave McKeown https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown to contribute some lovely sax that we believed was just what the song needed. Rodolfo's song has such a feeling of romantic innocence yet with a wonderful rhythmic flow, that I hoped the words might feel from a simpler time. We hope you all enjoy our song of innocence (and inexperience) which thankfully is a work of fiction. Thanks again to Rodolfo for sharing this magical piece and his great skills as well as Ce and Dave's unique gifts to make this one happen. 
We thank you all for taking the time to listen.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals
Me - Lead vocals and lyrics
Dave McKeown - Sax solo and fills

https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/almost-lovers

Almost Lovers (by Rodolfo Planes / Mark Bennett)

Once we were almost lovers, without a care.
We weren’t like all the others, somehow we just didn’t dare.
We never faced the fact,
What we had wasn’t real,
Didn’t have to deal,
With the truth while we were putting on an act
We’d have to pay,
And quite how that would feel.

The moment when I discovered, not wanting to share,
You with any of the others, that I just couldn’t bear.
But when my back was turned,
You made out with a guy,
I thought was my friend.
Then I knew that my world had been overturned,
Put out to dry,
And what a way to end.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Were never really lovers, just make believe.
Like sister and brother, with only ourselves to deceive.
I should have known right then,
I’d be out on my ear 
Instead of in love.
Waiting for the finale, not knowing when,
I’d disappear,
When the push comes to shove.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Almost Lovers - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro & Dave McKeown) Now Available on Bandcamp

Original Lyrics by Tony Harris 2017 
Vocal & Music Production/Mix by Phillip Clarkson
Tribute to Merle Haggard R.I.P.

        HE PULLED US INTO HIS WORLD
	AND LET THE MUSIC UNFOLD
	HOOKED US FROM THE START
	IT WAS WAY DOWN IN HIS SOUL
	
	WHEN IT COMES TO COUNTRY
	YOUR IN IT OR YOU AIN'T
	HAGGARD WAS IN IT
	PLAYED FROM CAN TO CAN'T
	
CHORUS
	MERLE SANG ABOUT LIFE
	THE GOOD TIMES AND BAD
	HEART AKES AND STRIFE
	COULD MAKE UM' RHYMN..MAKE UM' SAD
	HAGGARD IS GONE
	YEA, THE HAG IS GONE
	HIS MUSIC LIVES ON
	YEA, HIS MUSIC LIVES ON
	
 	PEOPLE CAME FROM ALL AROUND
	TO HEAR THAT BAKERSFIELD SOUND
	MADE THAT TELECASTER TWANG
	WE LISTENED WHEN HE SANG
	
	MERLE TRAVELED FAR AND NEAR
	TO SING HIS COUNTRY SONGS 
	IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE HE'S GONE
	HIS MUSIC WILL ALWAYS LIVE ON
	
	(REPEAT CHORUS 2 times)
	
	NO NEW SONGS ABOUT KERN RIVER
	HE WILL NOT BE FORGOTTEN…NO, NEVER 
	
	© 2017 Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

DEMOS

Haggard Is Gone - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Vocal & Music by Phillip Clarkson - Original

Love country, folk, rock, gospel, blues and 60's style rock/pop music. I also post a Monday Playlist each week. My main page is Tony's Lyrics https://soundcloud.com/tonyslyrics

I'm a singer-songwriter from Durban, South Africa. Having being raised in the church I was advantaged with a ready-made audience. Their kindness, patience and ecouragement gave me the confidence to improve my songwriting and to take it quite seriously. At times when the lyrics had a touch of controversy, they never thought it scandalous, which further encouraged me to write on social issues, love songs, and songs with just a story. 
By my mid-teens I was heavily influenced by the hippy gospel songwriter Larry Norman, which may explain why into my 50's I still have long hair! Through his music I learned that songs do have a greater purpose. 
As a young upstart I was blessed with a kind and forgiving congregation. Today I'm blessed with a very tolerant family and a bunch of great friends. I love what I do!



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