Dark (improvise)

Ask The Weather For Rain

Written by Tom Paxton
Performed by Josh McAlexander
used my Ibanez UB 804 upright on this I think it sounds close to acoustic.

The Last Thing on my Mind

adieu adieu

(em) back to balance 
a gate in the (c) day

(em) Ten of Swords
at the end of a (c) play

(g) (the) purpose of the (c) cross
(g) (the) pain of our (c) Lord

(g) I don’t know what I’m (c) doing 
or not (bm) doing, of (am7) course

(f) how to get back – (g) back to where? back to where?
(f) how to get back – (g) back to where

thy (c) plaintive (g) anthem (f) fades
(c) adieu (g) adieu (f) adieu
in (c) those next (g) valley (f) glades 
and (c) you and (g) you and (f) you

love to drift
through the clouds

far above
the worlds below

(the) blood of the lamb
(the) promise of the seed 

I don’t know what I’m thinking 
or not thinking, indeed

how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley-glades 
and you and you and you

clock the seconds 
afore they go

reconnect 
to the flow

tender is the night 
on a winding mossy way

in love with easeful death 
yet still wanting to stay
how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley glades 
and you and you and you

split the heart
of the tree

divided self 
one, two, three

(the) nightingale’s repose 
her last song on the air 

I don’t know why I’m sensing 
but not seeing the rose 

how to get back – back to where? back to where?
how to get back – back to where

thy plaintive anthem fades
adieu adieu adieu
in those next valley glades 
and you and you and you (et vous et vous et vous)

(fade out on adieu adieu adieu x 3)

NB
(uses some lines and variation of lines from Keats's Ode to a Nightingale: 'thy plaintive anthem fades'/ 'adieu adieu'/ 'next valley glades' / 'tender is the night' / 'winding mossy way' / 'in love with easeful death')

TASCAM DR-05

adieu adieu

GREATEST HITS

I’m blowin’ notes streetside in a horn section   
Blown garbage and coppered boots all gone tangling. 
You’re Bixby’s Bridge above Kerouac’s canyon.  
Way above the ruts in your trending fashion      

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits.    
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
Falling vacant down a slip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary - humanity

You’re all coiff n pressed jeans uber-reaching
Gripping on to a scene and about it beseeching
You’re jetting over Miller’s Big Sur resident shack
History is nothing but a scratch on your back

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)           
A eureka moment guilt trip               
What capture’s me is the fragmentary – humanity

What was I just a birthright the right side of the tracks
But egalitarian ideas caught you in a trap
Trying to show a social conscience don’t come naturally
Such a handbrake on life’s beckoning verdant tapestry

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .  
You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .

Greatest Hits

Music by https://soundcloud.com/user-336485320
Vocals/lyrics purpleclaire 

Finished with my woman …

Beat me with a big stick 
Trying all your usual tricks 
That ain’t gonna cut it no no 
That ain’t gonna cut it no more
Frozen in your headlights 
Helpless in your dead lights 
Once upon a time 
I was cursed by love
Blow me up with a bomb bomb bomb
Shoulder for my tears 
Get to know me inside out
Then attack me with my fears

Once upon a time 
I was cursed by love 

So I went down to the river
The witch told me the cure
I must spit when I say your name
Throw your picture into the flames 
Cross myself 1 2 3 times
Salt the earth where you stood beside me 
Then I cut - cut you out 
Once upon a time I was cursed by love

You thought you could fool me
Thought you controlled me
Thought you could take me 
Thought you could keep me
Underestimated me
Once upon a time 
I was cursed by love 
Now it’s you in my head lights 
And it’s you in my dead lights 
Finished with my woman 
Once upon a time 
I was cursed by love

Dead lights - MrDjBigHouse x 💜purple😈claire💜

Words and music by Roger Whittlesey. Lead guitar by Audric Jankauskas. Bass by Noel Barrett. 2024.

Crossfire

A 20 minute medley of some of the better bits & pieces from 20 of my solo recordings, all from about 20 years ago (between 2000-2004)

A pretty wide variety of styles - jazz, funk, ambient, classical, world, worldbeat, experimental, alternative, industrial, reggae, electronica, latin, pop, game show music, more. Some unorthodox explorations here... have at it.

0:00 - I, Spy
0:55 - Variations
2:10 - Belle Curves Blues
3:24 - Saxofunk (a)
4:14 - Game Show (b1 - interlude)
4:55 - Game Show (b2 - main theme)
5:35 - Lives of our Days
6:04 - Aulde Europe
6:38 - Multi2dinal
7:56 - Sitar & Santur
9:06 - Last Days of November
11:10 - Industrial Mustard
11:57 - House In Da Jungle
12:45 - Casio Adani
13:26 - Funky Junk
14:49 - Jazzy Ditty
15:44 - Tiger Raga
16:53 - Latin Loop 2
17:59 - Latin Kinda Thang
19:29 - Pennywise (c)
20:50 - Harp of My Dreams (reprise)

(image is a mosaic of mostly self portraits using a scanner)

Mark's Album

Mark Music Medley (part 1: 2000-2004)

If we are honest and really think it through...most of our wounds are self inflicted.

01 Victim in Vinyl

Piano composition by Anibal Seminara 
Image by Marco Britto

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Dilema Poético

Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana
Runtime: ~50 minutes

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

The Ballad of Bonnie & Clyde

Thanks for visiting my page. All original and traditional tracks are downloadable. God Bless