Great rendition to Mrs Rita ! Awesome vocals

great song and great storytelling! I don't know the original but I like your singing and playing 😊👍🎶✨

Beautiful chorus man. Great story here...

Great vocals and guitar playing! Great cover! Gin Blossoms, nice. I love the album with this song.

Live Reflexion#005

Bill Barek - Guitar
Petros - Drums
Thanos - Keys
Thanassis - Bass
Christos - Vocals, Lyrics

Breathing in a sea of violence,
Dealing with my fate with a consiouss eye,
Swimming by my anger to silence,
Its a stepping stone to what you shall live,
Met you in a day of weakness,
That i am alone with nothing to quest,
Give me now your only forgiveness,
Make me feel blessed that i found you now,
Swimming all my pain in your madness,
Swimming just above the thought of your hopes,
Playing all around with your sadness,
Can't you feel in this role that am not alone ,
Travelling in your sea of badness,
Shore to shore sacred by my holy oath,
Do you want to feel my godness,
Do you want to feel my breath in your core.

Enjoy One Breath!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymr3uownIEY

ONE BREATH (Lyrics on Description)

To the beauty of simple things, like that of this beautiful Spanish Sparrow

SPARROW

Victor Villamor.....Low Whistle
Guitarra y producción.......Javier Piñeira

Voyage Through Cassiopea

I’ve traveled the seas and I’ve wandered the lands
I’ve sprinkled the seeds grown into these grass
Encircled by peaks I’m unable to pass
I feel like a stone being crushed into sand

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

I came to a town where nobody smiled 
And tilted my hat to a woman and child
I offered support but the people were shy
Their soil ablaze and the desert is dry

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Cloak your skin from the sun fornicate with the night
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
Overcome by the heat and it messed with my mind
My shoulders are frail but I do what I can
These are the deeds of a desperate man

You can run all you want you can cower and hide
Fall asleep with a gun and wake up with a knife
The Devil has come to ruin our plans 
These are the deeds of a desperate man
You can dig all you want I’ve got nothing to hide
No blood on my hands no guilt in my mind
My body is old but I give what I can
These are the deeds of  a desperate man

Desperate Man

The cakewalk was more than a recreational dance; it also gave a chance for enslaved people to ridicule those who tyrannized them.

Photo: Bert Williams and George Walker who popularized cakewalk dancing more than anyone.

Cakewalk Into Town (Taj Mahal)

My Island

Santi Caballero, Gabi Martínez y Sergio Párraga

Bluessix

Sell Me Mrs Rita

Back in the late 80s and before the 1992 Gin Blossoms song, Mrs Rita was an oldschool Tempe AZ psychic card reader home business in a small old bungalow along University Ave in Tempe USA. The house still has a sign out front advertising physic card palm readings. Mrs Rita is a remnant of Tempe before chain breweries, condos, office buildings, and corporate commercial mania took over and demolished and rebuilt much of the town, beginning in the late 1980s. The era of Mrs. Rita was from back when sticky floor cinderblock bars and cheap pitchers of Miller Light combined with chicken wings and late night live-music to produce influential mainstream bands with worldwide radio play. Tempe was like a mini Seattle with dry heat an desert sun and much friendlier 90s grunge kids 

Tempe’s Gin Blossoms are still at it and play this tune about the hometown roadside psychic - and she’s still down the street from where Long Wongs was, where they played that song hundreds of times. And that song can be still found on the radio every single minute of every day ever since and I’m doing my best to keep it going, not tired of it yet - will never happen 

Key PowerPoint summary list of take-away bullet items about the Gin Blossoms Mrs Rita:
* Mrs. Rita became famous when the Tempe band Gin Blossoms named the song after her. She is still there has been renting the same small 1920s house for three decades 
* I tried to go there for a reading one evening with some drunk friends circa 1991 but she said we needed an appointment and told us to come back later - I thought she would have known we were coming over, maybe she did…
* A nine-story luxury apartment complex with a Whole Foods was built across the street from Mrs. Rita's Spiritual Awakening Center in 2018
* Iconic psychic Mrs. Rita apparently didn’t see in the tarot cards that her longtime downtown Tempe house was listed by her landlord and sold shortly thereafter for $2.9 million. Her rent must be astronomical €£¥
* Fact: Mrs. Rita wasn’t aware the house was listed for sale when she was contacted by The Arizona Republic Newspaper - I did my research 
* The band’s guitarist Jesse Valenzuela posted the listing for the property on his Facebook page when he found out. His only comment: "Mrs Rita house for sale." One of his friends posted, "sell me Mrs Rita..."

Yelp Review Mrs Rita's Palm Reading - Tempe, AZ - https://www.yelp.com/biz/mrs-ritas-palm-reading-tempe

JTS

Mrs Rita

Opus78

Lyrics below...
The song evolved into this naturally and I did not perform it based from any personal life experience. Thank you for giving it a try!
Written by J.J. Terrell all rights reserved.

Artwork: Margaryta Yermolayeva (Ukraninan born artist and wife of good friend)
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I SAW THAT SMILE WHEN YOU GOT OFF THAT TRAIN
WERE THOSE TEARS OF JOY? 
OR DROPS FROM THE RAIN?
COME HERE YOU LITTLE ANGEL
I'LL HOLD BACK YOUR PAIN

ITS BEEN SO LONG
SINCE I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS
AWKWARD, DIFFERENT NOW
TIME’S NEEDLE WILL DARN

IM JUST A CAST AWAY
ON THIS ISLAND IN THE SEA
YOU KNOW I WILL HEAL YOU

STARING FOR A TIME OFF INTO SPACE
GLOWING SHEEN OFF YOUR SLEEPING FACE
YOU POOR THING, YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT

HILLS THAT ARE GREENER AND TURQOISE SEAS
FLOWERS EVERY NIGHT
BABY CATCH UP ON SOME SLEEP
ILL RUB YOUR BACK WHILE YOU LAY THERE AND DREAM

ITS BEEN SO WRONG
FOR ALL THIS TIME AWAY
FROM ONE ANOTHERS TOUCH
THE WAY YOU SAY MY NAME

IM HERE FOR YOU NOW
BABY I MEAN FOR KEEPS
YOU KNOW I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU

YOU ARE THE ONE AND ONLY THING 
MY STARS, MY SUN, MY MOON
MY HEART HOLDS YOUR KEY
LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH AS I GET DOWN ON A KNEE

TRAVELING THROUGH THIS LIFE WITH YOU
UPS AND DOWNS, WOW WE MADE IT THROUGH!
THE KIDS ARE LONG GONE
IT LOOKS LIKE JUST ME AND YOU

WE HAVE ALWAYS PUT EACH ONE FIRST
THATS WHY AS YOU LAY DYING
OH, GOD PLEASE! IT HURTS
JUST A SECOND CHANCE!
OH GOD PLEASE

THE RAVEN FLEW

OOH OHH OHH OHH 

I HOLD NEAR
YOUR VOICE I STILL CAN HEAR
HELPING ME THROUGH TROUBLED TIMES 
SEE YOU SOON GIRL  I STAND IN LINE.

Promise

An American folk performer with roots in the 90s Seattle and Tempe music scenes, JTSunrise weaves classic tunes and tales from the heart with modern images mixed with fingers and breath - - - Genuine Gen X Folkspunk Seattle Americana acoustic guitar, banjo, mandolin, uke, autoharp, harmonica an old school stringband songs recorded down home

If you're an acoustic player/singer-songwriter of any kind please get in touch. 

All Music Matters
Your Music is Real
Thank You All
God Bless You
See u in the Pit (ole$chool punk $aying)

     JT
7777777

Angel Number 7777777 indicates that new chances have arisen in your life due to your hard effort

Engage in things that feed your spirit. If you pay attention to your guardian angels, they will lead you along the appropriate path

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I don’t buy anything, process anything, or sell anything- i don’t process anything sold or bought or processed, or sell anything to be bought or processed or sold

JTSunrise, like a cryptic melody echoing through the mist, A silhouette against the dawn, veiled in an enigma’s twist. Their chords weave secrets, harmonies untold, In the dim-lit corners of the soul, they unfold

Is it the owl reflection of their eyes, the echo of forgotten lullabies? JT strums the strings of mystery, A troubadour in the shadows, lost in history

Their lyrics dance on the edge of dreams, Whispers of forgotten realms and moonlit streams. Enigmatic, they wander through star-kissed nights, A minstrel of the cosmos, chasing celestial light

Perhaps they’re a riddle wrapped in stardust, A cosmic wanderer, both mortal and just. JTSunrise, elusive as the morning mist, Their music lingers, leaving hearts gently kissed

**In the gentle strumming of strings and the raw authenticity of JTSunrise’s compositions, you’ll find echoes of love, nostalgia, and the human experience**

Mrs Rita

JTSunrise

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