Good thing I can hear this song right here. Great stuff.

a wonderfully “nasty” guitar tone-luv it!

'diffidence' 

Please let me be the only one to love you.
And, me, the only one to whom you give your love.
For, in my life, I've placed no one above you.
It feels so right and safe each time we touch. 

But I fear that somehow I've left you unsatisfied,
and that you feel the need hide from me
all the things that go down when my hands are tied.
Tell me, baby, please, just set my mind at ease. 

I'm doing all I can to understand you.
I give you all have each time I can, my love.
I hope our love continually expands through
communication, and that we can trust 

everything we share, based on the feelings
that captivate our souls when we are near.
I know that we are unique, separate beings,
but it's so hard livin' with all this fear 

of losing you, because we are so different.
Although the love we share, feels much the same.
I apologize for my constant diffidence,
but, sometimes my brain makes me feel insane...

diffidence

The Blue Room – smoke and whisky and tears….

The original idea was a smoky, jazzy, late night club-for-lonely-hearts kind of thing.  But since my “jazz” piano always ends up honky-tonk, and I can’t seem to lose the backwoods in my voice, the final product – though still smoky & late night – is more lonely hearts beer joint than jazz club.  Jazzabilly maybe.  Redneck Blues. 
								
But there is a plan to give the song a little jazz credibility.  I play an organ solo mid-song that I actually wrote for saxophone.  I’m sending the song to my little brother, longtime Atlanta musician Herb Avery, who says he knows a sax player who’ll take it on.  So if Herbert can make that happen, I’ll upload the new version later.  If he can’t, I’ll be looking for a sax player out there.  And yes, for now I’m keeping the sax player pic posted, to remind me to get this done.

My daughter Julia helped out vocally on the choral refrain.

So here we go.  Come set for a spell in The Blue Room…..when nobody loves you.

The Blue Room

video : 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2AOAw3YqJE&lc=UgxYcMHtKbzsqdZ79fR4AaABAg

All voices : Aline tamby : 
Lead guitar : Daniel Jeanroy 
Words musics and all other instruments : François Tamby

                                         When people can say no ! 
I am that Milgramm girl
Who refuses to give an electric shock,
Iam that Indian boy
Who burns trucks that come to kill the jungle
My name is Rosa
I'm going to jail because i want to sit on the  bus
I'm this  Chinese girl
Standing up in front of  the tanks 

Freedom is just an idea 
As long as we obey
Freedom may be more than  an idea 
Only if the people can say no.

I'm a soldier 
Who refuses to fight to kill children.
I'm that actress who quits acting to silence rapists
I am that young girl that a cop disfigured because she takes care of your precious water
My name is Giordano they burn me because of infinity. 

Freedom is just an idea 
As long as we obey
Freedom may be more than  an idea 
Only if the people can say no.

Freedom for people when people can say no ( ad lib)

When people can say no !

'scallies' with Isaac and the Apple

Mac: music, lyrics, vocals
Shane: lyrics, vocals, adlibs
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, noodling

I've been listening lately 
To the shite that they play on the radio daily
Nothing quite can excite, too frothy to sway me 
It’s all far too light more like coffee than gravy 

Where’s all the rock stars gone 
The ones who leave it all in their songs
The ones who grab you by the balls and make you sing along
And I’m not joking, these kids today
Not even smoking all far too gay 
And I mean that in the very best way
That you're supposed to use it nowadays 

Ladies and gents I don’t know the answer
We need 4 ill raised scally’s 
Not sixteen shit dancers 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish. 

Tell me, folks, what's your recipe? (grilled cheese)
First, dump creativity. (Yes please)
Make it bland for all the sheep
who walk blind through life, superficially. (Not deep)
Take their voice, give 'em words to speak  (thought free)
nor a choice but to hit repeat. ( bought three)
Prey on them 'cause their minds are weak, 
and likely to fork out about a g per seat, (fuck me)
buy your merch, wear it in the street. (ok)
Advertise your shit for free. (No way)
To feel a sense of community
though nothing you say, play or do is unique.  (Per say) 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish. 

Over saturation splitting at the seams
Radio rubbish just don’t appeal to me
Shiny shit, opium for the masses
Not about tunes 
Just folks shaking asses
It’s gone too far to save
Sgt pepper and the walrus turning in their graves 

It's so hard for real folks to make love with
all of the noise from this radio rubbish.

scallies (with Isaac and the Apple)

a very spontaneous, shitty recording with kids on fx.
original: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=UcU04NGMQb8&pp=ygUXZmx5aW5nIGJ1cnJpdG8gc2luIGNpdHk%3D

sin city (flying burrito bros. cover)

I am so sick

I am so sick of your shit

Everytime you open your mouth

It’s just shit falling out

$ick

Verse 1
Well he starts the day at sunrise
cause there ain't no other way
wakin' up before the world begins
just to turn for another day
That's the way his father worked
and his father before him
passin' on the things that you need to know
just to grow into a man
Just workin' on the land

Chorus
We're just waitin' for the sunrise
and sittin' in the dark
Singing all about the days we lived
while lookin' to the stars
And with the day we grow a little bit
from what we were before
So he gets down on his knees
and he prays to god for just one more
And the rain begins to pour

Verse 2
And the minutes last for hours
when the time turned back then
and the days turned into years
that we can never see again
But it doesn't really matter
cause the world goes on to spin
and the planets and the stars
will all still be there in the end
so let me say again

Chorus x2

V3.01

Just One More

original: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HwrU9IFEMHY&pp=ygUibWlzZXJ5IGxvdmVzIGNvbXBhbnkgbXlzdGljIGJyYXZlcw%3D%3D

misery loves company (mystic braves cover)

There are stars in the Southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight and moss in the trees
Down the Seven Bridges Road

Now I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
And I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild

Sometimes there’s a part of me
Has to turn from here and go
Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the Seven Bridges Road

There are stars in the Southern sky
And if ever you decide you should go
There is a taste of time-sweetened honey
Down the Seven Bridges Road
V3.02

Seven Bridges Road

Encore une chanson qui a marqué ma jeunesse. Une de mes préférées dans "the Lamb".
Un grand grand respect pour ces messieurs de Genesis première et seconde période 
Ca parait dingue mais cette chanson à 50 ans.

Another song that marked my youth.
Great respect for the gentlemen of Genesis first and second period
It sounds crazy, but this song is 50 years old.

Many thanks to Jim Kleban for the initial midi I started with on this song
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The scent grows richer, he knows he must be near
He finds a long passageway lit by chandelier
Each step he takes, the perfumes change
From familiar fragrance to flavors strange
A magnificent chamber meets his eye
Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist
Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed

Thinking he is quite alone
He enters the room, as if it were his own
But ripples on the sweet pink water
Reveal some company unthought of

Rael stands astonished doubting his sight
Struck by beauty, gripped in fright
Three vermilion snakes of female face
The smallest motion, filled with grace
Muted melodies fill the echoing hall
But there is no sign of warning in the siren's call:
"Rael welcome, we are the Lamia of the pool
We have been waiting for our waters to bring you cool"

Putting fear beside him, he trusts in beauty blind
He slips into the nectar, leaving his shredded clothes behind
With their tongues, they test, taste and judge all that is mine
They move in a series of caresses
That glide up and down my spine
 
As they nibble the fruit of my flesh, I feel no pain
Only a magic that a name would stain

With the first drop of my blood in their veins
Their faces are convulsed in mortal pains
The fairest cries, "We all have loved you Rael"

Each empty snakelike body floats
Silent sorrow in empty boats
A sickly sourness fills the room
The bitter harvest of a dying bloom
Looking for motion I know I will not find
I stroke the curls now turning pale, in which I'd lain entwined

"O Lamia, your flesh that remains I will take as my food"
It is the scent of garlic that lingers on my chocolate fingers

Looking behind me, the water turns icy blue
The lights are dimmed and once again the stage is set for you

The Lamia (Genesis - Cover)

Out on the porch, pickin' & grinnin' & drinking beer, waiting for the fiddle player and the mandolin guy. Neither one showed, so we did the best we could with the guitars. My daughter Julia helped out on the vocal harmonies.

This little ditty is my attempt to musically chronicle the 47 years my wife & I have been together.

Two Vines

Scotty. (almost) everywhere. Hasty home recordings in between realities while the children are (sometimes) quiet or at their mom's.

scallies (with Isaac and the Apple)

one man verity show

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