Okay, but seriously, did you raid my grandparents' house back in the day? It was a hoarder's paradise. Some awesome memories, for sure, but also a lot of "ope nope" in there, too. Weirdly comforting to think of that listening to this.

I have heard this a few times. Really reflects my life right now...sweet.

I liked the contrast between the upbeat delivery and the melancholy lyrics - really great songwriting!

A song of everyday life. Junk collection. Made me go back to McCartney's song Junk to compare the list (his stuff was already in the junk shop though).

Nice soul searching lyrics but so relatable it makes you smile while listening. Good driving rhythm and smooth,  flowing singing. Nice collaboration!

Brilliant! Still got some of that stuff. Such a meaningful chorus!!!! 🙂🎶❤️👏 From David Easterling

The life-changing magic of song of the week! I'm moving house at the moment - this one speaks to me at the moment. Nice work guys.

and then there's the garage . . . oh this is a very relatable song ;) I loved the lyrics in the bridge.

by Kent Aitken and David & Laurie Easterling © March 11, 2021 Charlottetown, Canada, and Oak Ridge, TN, USA

Mars was rising as the sun went down
I sat waiting waiting for the sound
Of your piano through the walls every night 
And I pick my guitar by candlelight 

At first I hated these thin apartment walls
And the noise echoing down the halls
Slamming doors, lovers’ quarrels, footsteps, and doorbell rings
at 8:08 sweet piano strings

Play me a song
And I’ll play along
All I want to do 
Is accompany you
Play me a song
And I’ll play along
All I want you to do 
Is play me another song

It gets me through my toughest times
When you stopped, mid-song, at 9:09
I was scared I’d never hear you again
A blue songbird with a broken wing 

Sun rises and sets but your silence remains
Toughest of times lead to darkest of days
Learned your songs, got them wrong, my old guitar, with worn-out strings
When I played at 8:08 I heard you sing

Play me a song
And I’ll sing along
All I want to do 
Is accompany you
Play me a song
And I’ll sing along
In time and in tune   

Play me another song

Play Me A Song (w/ David and Laurie Easterling) - Song a Week 2021, Week 10

"Cracking Paint And Rusted Hinges" (#449, 210328)

Cracking paint and rusted hinges
Are all that stand today
In between two wooden bridges
The heartbeat slipped away

Used to hear the sound of laughter
Children playing in the sun
Seems like no one thought it mattered
What their hometown would become

And I can't say I got a reason
Reason why I stuck around
Lots of times I feel like leavin'
But my feet won't walk me out

Only sound here is the engine
The only footprints left are mine
Cracking paint and rusted hinges
And that's the bottom line

Week 13 - Cracking Paint And Rusted Hinges (210328)

"Attics And Basements" (#452, 210410)

 * Co-written with Pete & Pat Luboff * 

Lately my mind’s been on what's in my attic
Got a house full of crap and a head full of static
A ratty tin tree from so many Decembers
Letters and photographs no one remembers

And I’m feeling down about what’s in my basement      
Suitcases broken but I won't replace 'em
Bed frames and coolers and two legged stools
A couple flat tires and some rusted out tools

Why do I keep all the things I ain't usin'
Up above and down below
Smack in the middle in a state of confusion
I keep holdin' on when I need to let go
All the time and the space that I’m wasting
In my attic and basement

My ceilings are sinking from what’s in my attic
A console TV and my Dad’s leather jacket
Grandmother's trunk full of moldy old clothes
Teddy bear missing an eye and a nose

Can’t open the door too much junk in my basement
Silly straw hats from a long gone vacation
Lawn chairs and dumbbells and folded up boxes
Rubbermaid bins full of dead electronics

Why do we keep all the things we ain't usin'
Up above and down below
Smack in the middle in a state of confusion
We keep holdin' on when we need to let go
All the time and the space that we're wasting
In our attics and basements

I got all of these memories and all of these plans
Why can’t I be right here where I am?

Week 15 - Attics And Basements (210410)

"Miss The Point" (#453, 210415)

 * co-written with Dan Rivers * 

Well I grew up on the coast line and we always had a good time
Hangin' round a place we called The Point
I missed a couple school days and I chased a couple big waves
And I skipped two family trips to Illinois

Lookin' back there's no doubt those summers at the boathouse
Really were the good old days
And ever since I moved away

I miss sixteen and I miss sunscreen
Lived it up while the sun was goin' down
Yeah I sometimes missed the punch line
But I dream of bein' back there even now

Way back when I was a boy
Didn't know how much I'd miss the point

Well I'd known her half a lifetime it was simple in the sunshine
Sharin' dixie cups and skippin' rocks
I figured we'd be best friends but that changed in a weekend
When she sat down beside me on the dock

Didn't catch the signs 'til she put her hand in mine
Lord sometimes I reminisce
On all the things I missed

I miss sixteen and I miss sunscreen
Lived it up while the sun was goin' down
Yeah I sometimes missed the punch line
But I dream of bein' back there even now

Way back when I was a boy
Didn't know how much I'd miss the point

Week 16 - Miss The Point (210415)

We could go back, but why would we want to?

Nowhere

I STILL FEEL THE FIRE

006 and a ½
by Erin Wolf, Laurie and David Easterling, © 5/14/2021, Little Chute, WI and Oak Ridge, TN

Week 19 Prompt: 006

I got demoted
Halfway down a rank
It’s not my fault
In fact it kinda stank

But I caught the villain
Caught him in the act
Knocked him down, cashed him out back 
How ‘bout dat

I don’t think it’s funny
But they all got a laugh
And now they call me
Double Oh Six and a half
A Secret Agent bumbling through 
Solving crimes without a clue
Suave debonaire genius 
Playin’ a fool

Evil James thought
He had me good
Tied me to the train tracks
Sportin’ a black hood

Bragging ‘bout his b-a-d deeds
His dirty plans and all his greed
But then I sneezed 
and broke my bonds

I don’t think it’s funny
But they all got a laugh
And now they call me
Double Oh Six and a half
A Secret Agent bumbling through 
Solving crimes without a clue
Suave debonaire genius 
Playin’ a fool

So evil James sez it’s ‘cause of me
He’s quittin’ his ol’ pirate ways
And he’s gonna be a hit songwriter startin’ today
[International Man of Mystery]
[At the International House of Pancakes]

Well ya know it’s funny
How I got the last laugh
And now have they call me
Double Oh Six and a half … and a half
A Secret Agent bumbling through 
Solving crimes without a clue
Suave debonaire genius 
Playin’ a fool

006 and a 1/2 (with the David & Laurie Easterling)

The eighth and last song from Deconstructed

Cute Puppies And Cute Babies (a.k.a. my descend into madness song)

I'm so tired of the world as it is now
it's like no one ever has better things to share
I don't wanna live where I have to know every detail
every crazy little thing someone famous said 

I don't care who got offended
by stupid tweets on the web
I'm here for some feel-good content
someone please share

cute puppies and cute babies on my feed
cute puppies and cute babies is what I need
cute puppies and cute babies show me please
cute puppies and cute babies is all I ever need

feel so cynical, so self-destructive
my anxiety has gone on a rocket to Mars
I just wanna know the date when we finally can hug again
I don't wanna stay inside, i swear I'm going mad 

I don't care who gets offended
everyone should get a grip
here for the heart-warming content
someone please share

fill up my brain with oxytocin, cuteness overdosis
puppies and babies will make my heart melt
I just wanna feel good, real good, stay there if I could
but I'd rather be outside than in my mind

I am not alone when I feel lonely
you are not alone when you feel lonely
we are not alone when we feel lonely
we are not alone when we feel lonely

we don't care who gets offended
we are together in this
we're here for heart warming content
we're here to share

Deconstructed

Cute Puppies And Cute Babies

Lullaby for Madelyn - Song a Week 2021, Week 3

We woke at 3 am
Met at the top of Holyrood
Pulled the stars into our eyes with a telescope lens

God pulled a night sky curtain
We drew the constellations
Time reeled a night sky film
Shot with shooting stars until

We fell in love
You with someone else

You stopped waking at 3am

I hear he calls you a Cassandra
About the things you know are true
I count the ceiling tiles
In my sleepless bed at night

At 3:02 am
You had a baby girl
Anna Cassiopeia 
Welcome to the world



Photo: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Lovers_Key_Stargazing_(Unsplash).jpg under CC1.0 https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/

Cassiopeia - Song a Week 2021, Week 9

Nashville songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Godin Guitars Official Artist and Founder of www.songaweek.org.

His catalog of 500+ titles includes collaborations with hit writers Mark Narmore, Elliott Park, Steve Dean, and Pete & Pat Luboff, among others internationally from England to Australia.

Redding's music has landed cuts by numerous recording artists including Dan Whitehouse, Emma Gale, and David Easterling.

Week 15 - Attics And Basements (210410)

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