I NEED A DRINK OF YOUR LOVE

Wednesday Collection #90

July 2022

Mix Tape 2

Soundcloud hits 1

My Favourites

The grand opus prog-rock epic,taken from the 'Mutant Gumbo' project album:'From the Copper Egg'. I hope ye'all dig the vibe & enjoy the journey through this tune! Take care folks & be excellent to each other!

GATHER THE PEOPLE

This song is for Barbara. 

Sometimes our friends need to know that we care.

Call Me _Acoustic  Guitar Version

Kitty’s Wake - Lyrics

At Kitty’s wake we sang the old songs
And the priest was telling me about his world

I’m at the old house for the last time
All the workers at the church stop when we arrive

And everyone dies
And everyone is born with life
And everyone might find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with

All the kids are playing grown up
I’m remembering that once I was a child

Some are lonesome when they’re on their own
And then some of us never get the time alone

And everyone dies
And everyone is born with life
And everyone might find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend 

And I should know

Strange Part of the Country

Kitty's Wake

Bandcamp

I think the lyrics speak for themselves,  many of us go through life feeling like a slave to the system, deep down we know there's more to life, shouldn't we be here to work to live not live to work...

Bad society

Redemption

Come Along for the Ride part 2 (1999)

Raptor179 - Alles Hat Seinen Preis
Beat by KHRONOS BEATS
Artist: Raptor179
Mix & Master:  Art of War Studios
MoneyVamps 2022

Raptor179 - ALLES HAT SEINEN PREIS

This is a newbie, I'm playing my epiphone Dove on this one, but a lot of the guitar parts originally started out on my Yamaha classical. I'm writing a lot of music on the classical at the min, but lyrics generally come when I change to a steel string, mostly the Dove these days. 

take it easy folks, thanks for stopping by!

Lyrics

When I let you stay the night
boy I don't appreciate the morning call
gonna turn your foghorn right down
just so as I don't have to hear it anymore

keep playing your indie pop
like it is 1994
or take a leaf right outta my book
and nail it onto your door

I don't understand why your tiny cloth ears
they don't listen
yeah you'd rather tune in to some
pastiche cheap country honk musician

keep playing your indie pop
like it is 1994
or take a leaf right outa' my book
and nail it onto your door

I don't understand why for me 
your crying eyes do not see
and I can't quite comprehend
why it is that you picked her over me

keep playing your indie pop
like it is 1994
or take a leaf right outa' my book
and nail it onto your door

it's getting harder now
than it ever was before
that little voice inside of your head
is screaming out
and he'll shout 

forevermore
forevermore
forevermore 
forevermore
forevermore........ and maybe some more


thanks for listening, and inspiring, always greatly appreciated. 

recorded at home on my Tascam 8 track.







1994

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

This Song Is Eating Me

One by One 

Words that hit like on anvils
some others as light as feathers 
those that get lost in the haze
words that take me to the moon 

i follow the moves of your mouth
your full lips , colour of plum 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you
i drink in  your words 
one by one 

words that we say , in front of our judges
Yes your honor 
i swear it ! 
dreamed words from a pure being
nasties ones, i really don't care

I follow the moves of your mouth 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you

i follow the moves of your mouth
your full lips , colour of plum 
i'm staring at you , i'm listening to you
i drink in  your words 
one by one

Une A Une (translation in description)

Rich Man Lyrics

This one is called Rich Man. In our last song, the poor man was trying to get by with limited funds. In this one, our hero is just enjoying life with whatever he can. He's happy just living life.

Lyrics;
I walk in old shoes
Drive on old wheels
Don't have much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that's getting me by
Got two feet on the ground
And my Head in the sky

I travel lightly
Not much to my name
But I've got all I need
Just the same
I'm a rich man

Wherever I'm at
Is where I want to be
And I'm living my life
Like this world's made for me
I'm a rich man

I have my friends
And my family
They're all the best people
And they're rich just like me


I've traveled the highways
In sunshine and rain
Slept in a boxcar
Of many a train
I've loved and lost
And I still feel the pain
But life is for living
And I can't complain

I don't need a thing
To prove my success
Nobody out there
I need to impress
But I'm a rich man

I do what I need
And that gets me by
Two feet on the ground
My head in the sky

I might walk in old shoes
and drive on old wheels
Not much money
But that's not how I feel
Cause I'm a rich man

I'm a rich man
a rich man
a rich man ...

Rich Man

I wrote this one during lockdown a while back, it needs a bit of work....

From Aunty Joan

An Emperor sits on his throne
Building states from human bones
I heard all this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the telephone

Learn to love your inner beast
She said with fortitude at least
put your best foot forward now
Try not to slay the sacred cow

Welcome to the bottom of the pile
You might be here with us for quite a while
And if you're wondering where the moneys gone
It never stays around for far to long long

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all this day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

I'm a little wary and skeptical
To drink or not to drink,  and question all
Try not to fight or cause a public brawl
Its what she said to me  if I recall
Unless I want them to cut off my balls

Prepare for the worst but hope for the best
Scream and shout, don't let it rest
Let it out, get it off your chest

I heard all of this from Aunty Joan
She told me on the bleeding telephone
She told us all that day would soon arrive
And we should hope and pray for our lives

Entropy

From Aunty Joan (Remixed Demo) 2022

Morning Dew

Badkup - Bonetired 
(c) 2022 by
@fadysporz
@para-lia

Bonetired

Want To Sleep Like Mud

Tell Me You Love Me (2022)

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
                                                     ****************
In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
                                                   ********************

Notes:  More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
                          **************
Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
                         **************
An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

@keithtimmonsmusic : Melody and Lyrics - Keyboards - Vox
@man-on-a-grill : Beats - Bass - Acoustic and electric guitars

A tale of horror.

Keith TimmOns w/mOag - Sour Tides

Lyrics

I don't want to live in this world anymore.
People have gone crazy.
Life is virtual.
A life made of smiles
that we send each other while being sad.

I don't want to live in this world 
I don't want to live in this world
I don't want to live in this world 
where everyone does the same thing.

To be nothing among all.
I don't want to live in this world anymore.
People have gone crazy.
Life is virtual.


I don't want to live in this world. 
I don't want to live in this world.
I don't want to live in this world 
where everyone does the something.

I don't want to live in this world. 
I don't want to live in this world.
I don't want to live in this world 
where everyone does the same thing.

I don't want to live in this world. 
I don't want to live in this world.
I don't want to live in this world 
where everyone does the same thing.

To be nothing among all.
Alone in the subway 
I go forward but I go backward 
I sleep to forget 
I sleep to see nothing 
It's like being dead.
I have forgotten.
That we have a destiny.
I forgot to say.
Take care of yourself.
I forgot the meaning of life.

Anyway

I forgot the meaning of life

I Forgot The Meaning Of Life

You lift Me Up
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

Here I am sitting,
With the men of this town,
They want to know what’s so special,
That makes me want you around.
And I tell them once again,
What I’ve told them as my friends,
Many times as has arisen,
Of all the women I have known,
And I’ve known many as been told,
You’re the only one if they listen.

You lift me up when I am down
You lift me up to solid ground,
You lift me up to a proper place,
You lift me up when all else fails,
You lift me up when all is despair,
You lift me up to your strong embrace.

You lift me up when am not sound,
You lift me up when I’m the clown,
You lift me up to not lose face,
You lift me up when I don’t care,
You lift me up from my chair,
You lift me up to save me from disgrace.

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

So when I sit at the gates,
Your love has turned away all hate,
And all I can hear is your praise,
And when it comes my turn to speak,
I stand and tell them what they seek,
You lift me up all day.
And when night falls,
You’re right there with me in the hall,
To cast away all of my pains.

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

You lift me up when all is black,
You lift me up when I have lack,
You lift me up, don’t turn back…

You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
All day.
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
You lift me up,
Is all I can say.

You Lift Me Up (All Day)

Quadnote Beatmap Lfo 2

Ukulele cover of Why Worry (Dire Straits).

Why Worry (ukulele cover)

Website

Winning

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

Fool's Paradise

A tribute to my friend Jesse 2019
Original Lyrics by Tony that inspired Glen (listed below)
Vocals, Music and Mix by Glen Granthem

BORN IN THE COUNTRY
A FEW MILES FROM TOWN
LOVE GOSPEL AND COUNTRY
THAT ROCK N ROLL SOUND

A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE
MAY HE REST IN PEACE………
PLAYED AWESOME GUITAR
ALWAYS THE CENTERPIECE

I REMEMBER THE FIRST TIME
I HEARD HIM PLAY……... 
HIS AWESOME PLAYIN'
BLEW MY MIND

HIS NAME WAS JESSE
COULD PLAY THEM BLUES……
AND ALWAYS READY
TO EXPLORE NEW AVENUES

(CHORUS)
WISH I COULD GO
BACK IN TIME………
HEAR HIM PLAY AGAIN
LIKE HE DID BACK THEN
YEA, HEAR HIM PLAY AGAIN
LIKE HE DID BACK THEN

YOU DIDN'T NEED VOCALS
WHEN JESSE PLAYED……
HE WAS A SELF-MADE
GUITAR DECIPLE

TWO OF SOUNDCLOUDS BEST
TOM ADAMS AND ROGER B-TRAIN……
THEIR PLAYIN' INSANE
ARE TRULY BLESSED

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(Rockin' Guitar Solo to honor Jesse)

2018 ©  Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Jesse (Like He Did Back Then) - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

White Flag

Nasty Bunch of Arseholes 2

Fools Gold

Purveyors of English Rock, Pop, Psychedelia and Various Other styles since the early 1990's...

From Aunty Joan (Remixed Demo) 2022

Orbiting Freakshow Orch