This one gets under your skin…bet I'll be humming it all day tomorrow.  Excellent work, my friend

great lyrics, i especially like the fourth paragraph and the last paragraph, love your lo-fi

If the Mystic Valley Band had a uke player, I reckon they'd sound something like this, haha.  Cool tune!

Do you remember how the snow fell,
all across the country side,
do you remember the old lamp burning,
do you remember the rising tide,

it's been a long time since life was easy,
sometimes the cold days feel so fine,
sometimes simple songs sound the most true,
one of these days, i'm gonna make you mine

Mr J and the Robots, "Sometimes the Cold Days..."

Trouble With Poetry by Lavon

Music written for the Amelia Community Theatre performance of Men on Boats.  Song title and lyrics by Jaclyn Backhaus, author of Men on Boats.  Accordion by Dominique, harmony by Nancy, and mix by Vic!

Dry Dry Dry

The course is run
The fever ran
The sun it also rises 
And the river picks up sand
The husband and the wife
Hold each others hand 
The pilgrims keep on coming
But the punches never land
I'm lost in reflection 
With no dream but a plan
I've done the other thing
And now I'll stand where I stand
I'll stumble where I stumble 
And I'll land where I land
But there is one thing 
I want you to understand

I don't think that we were meant to live on this earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more

The captain and his daughter
Went and read William Faulkner
While the ships light burnt bright at sea
Silver and fast the snow fell passed
The girls grace given sincerity
All the stars that cry 
In the bible black sky
Must one day burn-out
I met a girl from Spain
When I was in Peru
And if you had seen here eyes
You'd learn Spanish too

I don't think that we were meant to live on this Earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more

The night went all day
And I drank when I could
I was sad but then I was with friends
And I said to them, "I don't know how,
I can keep on going on like I been."
And they said to me, 
"It's your life.  It's your life.  It's your life."
And they said to me,
"It's your life.  It's your life.  It's your life."

And 
I don't think that we were meant to live on this Earth long
I think that we could learn to love each other just a little bit more


So much for the subtlety(w the burnished beet)

out here under your tree,
as you sing of diamonds and lucy,
but the ideas that you speak to me,
will only leave me lonely, 
I don't know ok,
just let it fade away,

and yeah maybe late at night,
i can still believe in cold blue light,
but an hour after dawn,
all your pretty words turn wrong,
i don't know ok,
just let it fade away,

a humble reply to john (w four track Lamar)

I don't even know why we get on down the road,
but we get on down the road, wherever we go,
you've been breaking my heart since the first time I saw you,
I don't think this is gonna turn out well,
so I just say,
a bump bump...

oh come on baby, won't you just say maybe,
I think this can work,
I know you don't see things my way,
I know you do think i'm a jerk,
but oh come on baby,
and let's say
a bump...

I've got a house, in sweet home,
I want you to live there with me,
I want to hold you, so very right,
that you won't remember how it use to be,
and we can say
a bump...

This song was recorded with an apogee mic in my friend Lamar's living room...and then later sorta kinda eq'd/compressed while I was drifting off to sleep...first song I've ever experimented with mastering.  I used the app Final Touch.   

A bump bump ba da da

Music and lyrics by Ricky Wascher
All instrumentation and arrangements by Ricky Wascher
Lead vocals by Ken Tomerlin
Produced, recorded and mixed by Ricky Wascher at Cimamusic Mix & Mastering, Tucson, Arizona
Mastered by Brian J. Poole at Moon Tree Mastering, Sacramento, California

©Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved.

ABOUT HOMEBOUND
Homebound was born from a request to support a local Tucson-based Country singer. Ricky first penned “So Long (and Stay Gone) as a “gift” for the artist; but when that project failed to come to fruition, he was determined to see the song through to the end regardless. As a result, the creative juices began flowing, giving birth to two additional songs: “What about Love” and “Breathe.” Ricky recorded these songs at his home-based recording studio, Cimamusic Mix & Mastering, and recruited two local singers, Gabi Montoya and Ken Tomerlin, to take on vocal duties for “So Long (and Stay Gone)” and “What about Love” respectively. (Ricky took over lead vocal duties for Breathe.) Not only are these the first songs Ricky has written in over 5 years, but they are also the first he has written in the Country Pop genre. Homebound pays homage to Ricky’s Southwest roots and is inspired by a myriad of local, talented singer/songwriters that make up Tucson’s musical landscape.

Homebound

What About Love by Homebound

I of course remember her,
I remember the fire,
And the song played by it,
And now I need to really rally round
And grip tight to that thin sad sound, cuz
When you're down why not get down,

I miss that time very much,
When we had a thousand thoughts,
And a very fine surplus 
of Confidence in our confederates,

But now is not the time for that,
When I grab you we can both go back,
To land just passed the front gates,
Where our aero plane still waits

I remember the first sad song,
More often than the last one,
And hopefully her hurt draws down,
And then we can really rally 'round 
that present moment's thin sad sound, 
it burns it glows it nods it knows,
It goes if even only one in one thousand shows,
Recognition of a discreet hello,
Silver subtle tight and low,


When you're down why not get down 

Visions of Pearl may perform, 
The normal night's cold light can learn,
And often first the faint fog will burn,
Like most lonely just late not lost
And at the sad beat sound I turn,
The path to day I know so well,
Where safety rides and hides

And when I do decide to go back,
My electricity long since run out,
The only weapons i carry with me,
The thin silver sound of mercury,
A few sincere friends, 
And gravity,

When you're down why not get down


Thin Sad Sound

Thank you so much Mark @theweightytree for all your guitars and your Kindness <3

Mark: guitars
Me: vocals, bass, guitar and beats

The Weighty Tree & Butipreferrominapower - Shoot Colors To All This Gray

my cover of the beautiful "Shenendoah" <3

Shenendoah  (COVER)

You know you know it's building up
The pain it just don't wanna stop
I constantly think of giving up
I'm definitely done with nonchalant
The pain is more than I can bare
I see your face everywhere 

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up

You know you know I tried so hard
 the earth it still moves under me
There's no order at all a round me
Do not romanticize anarchy
I repent now but you do not see
I sing solely with sincerity

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up
And I need

Mercy in the dirt,
Lord don't want to hurt
What I need is Mercy
Mercy in the dirt
Mercy from above
Gimme all your love
what I need is mercy
Mercy from above

I know I know you've cried for me
I remember when you'd speak sweetly
The burning feelings all move on
The ledger where you wrote my wrong
You know you know I'd die for you
You don't know what you put me through

I've run out of luck
I need you to lift me up
And I need

Mercy in the dirt,
Lord don't want to hurt
What I need is Mercy
Mercy in the dirt
Mercy from above
Gimme all your love
what I need is mercy
Mercy from above





Mercy in the Dirt

Simple Songs

"Bittersweet" By Lavon

I wrote "The Twitch" after reading Robert Penn Warren's All the King's Men.  Here's part of the passage that inspired the song:  "The only thing remarkable about him [the older hitchhiker the protagonist Jack had given a ride to] was the fact that while you looked into the sun-brittled leather of the face, which seemed as stiff and devitalized as the hide on a mummy's jaw, you would suddenly see a twitch in the left cheek, up toward the pale-blue eye.  You would think he was going to wink, but he wasn't going to wink.  The twitch was simply an independent phenomenon, unrelated to the face or to what was behind the face or to anything in the whole tissue of phenomena which is the world we are lost in.  It was remarkable, in that face, the twitch which lived that little life all its own."  (William Penn Warren)

The Twitch By Lavon

(Jazz or swing vocal in the style (hopefully) of the 1940s or 1950s).        "Tonight's the Night" was inspired by the title and feel of a Ruth Brown song called "Table for Two."  It features the virtuosic Sylvain Carton on tenor saxophone and the amazingly talented Nancy Heiges on vocal harmonies.  Thanks to Sylvain and Nancy, and of course to Vic Cook, master mixer par excellence, "Tonight.." becomes a song.

"Tonight's The Night" By Lavon

Avignon Farewell / Departure By Lavon

Hey, Thanks for checking out my page.  December 2011, I was given, kind of randomly,  a ukulele, and it was easily the best gift I've ever received.  I've been writing songs (and poorly playing guitar and ukulele) ever since then...they get recorded on my ipod, often sitting in my car so I don't wake up my roommates...so there are no delusions of grandeur...its just the process of making them and getting to be creative that I like so much.  I'm currently looking for creative people in Portland, or even the various internets, to make music with.  Send me a message if you're interested.  Thanks for stopping by!  And you know, if you're in the market for a mobile recording studio, I think the acoustics in a '94 Accord aren't bad...I mean it's not Abbey Road but still...not bad.


What The Critics are Saying about Mr. Jones and His Visions of Pearl:

"Breath-taking." Oxygen magazine.

"It's like an imagined collaboration of what Kafka and Modigliani would have created had they been musicians in the 21st century. So refreshingly unpretentious." Pitchfork

"A ragged howl unleashed deep from America's secret soul reminding us that like Vader at the end of Jedi, there is still some good left in our collective heart." Chewbacca

"Seek not the favor of the multitude; it is seldom got by honest and lawful means. But seek the testimony of few; and number not voices, but weigh them."  Immanuel Kant after hearing Mr. Jones and His Visions of Pearl's SoundCloud.  

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