this gem seems to come right from detroit or memphis, you deserve a big audience

You’re awesome.! Really diggin’ this tune. 

What an awesome, nice track :) A twist of Aretha and Young Americans! Very easy listening, and very well done!!!

Lamp

Chaind

No Matter What They Say

This song is an American classic written by Rodgers & Hart in 1940. I played all the instruments and Rosie sang the song for me. She did an amazing job!. I recorded it over 5 years ago so my equipment wasn't great then and my playing wasn't that great either but Rosie really breathed new life into it! Go visit her channel on YouTube, you won't be disappointed! Here the link to Rosie's channel - https://on.soundcloud.com/hyJW6
My wonderful wife Ana played the piano in the intro. I posted an instrumental rendition on SoundCloud with all electric guitars as well. The song that you hear during the end credits is one of my latest songs called "Grateful" written for a dear friend and Charlie will be singing that one soon. I know this is not my best work but it is a hard song to play and sing! Lady Gaga and Ella Fitzgerald have done awesome covers of it. If you want to see Rita Hayworth lip-sync to it watch the movie "Pal Joey" with Frank Sinatra, he also sings several Rodgers & Hart tunes in the film. The video took me a while to put together and it follows the song pretty well, I recently had to remix everything for this new release. I hope everyone enjoys it. It's a Blast from the Past!

https://youtu.be/D1yPXq5i90Q

“BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, & BEWILDERED”

HE'S A FOOL AND DON'T I KNOW IT,
BUT A FOOL CAN HAVE HIS CHARMS,
I'M IN LOVE AND DON'T I SHOW IT,  
LIKE A BABE IN ARMS,             
      
LOVE'S THE SAME OLD SAD SENSATION,
LATELY I'VE NOT SLEPT A WINK, 
SINCE THIS HALF-PINT IMITATION, 
PUT ME ON THE BLINK,
      
I'M WILD AGAIN, BEGUILED AGAIN,
A SIMPERING, WHIMPERING CHILD AGAIN,
BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, AND BEWILDERED AM I,  
I COULDN'T SLEEP, AND WOULDN'T SLEEP,
WHEN LOVE CAME AND TOLD ME I SHOULDN'T SLEEP,
BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, AND BEWILDERED AM I,
           
LOST MY HEART, BUT WHAT OF IT?          
HE IS COLD, I AGREE,
HE CAN LAUGH, BUT I LOVE IT,
ALTHOUGH THE LAUGH'S ON ME,

I'LL SING TO HIM, EACH SPRING TO HIM,  
AND LONG FOR THE DAY WHEN I'LL CLING TO HIM,
BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, AND BEWILDERED AM I,        

LOST MY HEART, BUT WHAT OF IT?          
HE IS COLD, I AGREE,
HE CAN LAUGH, BUT I LOVE IT,
ALTHOUGH THE LAUGH'S ON ME,

I'LL SING TO HIM, EACH SPRING TO HIM,  
AND LONG FOR THE DAY WHEN I'LL CLING TO HIM,
BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, AND BEWILDERED AM I.             

BY RODGERS & HART © 1940

ODDS & ENDS

"BEWITCHED, BOTHERED, & BEWILDERED" (Feat. Vocals By Rosie - Cover)

Marco Lucchi : piano 
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6 marzo 2024
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Dell'aurora

Anthocaris cardamines

Primavera per me non è la donna
botticelliana dell'Allegoria.
Primavera è per me questa farfalla
fatta di grazia e di fragilità!

Oggi, lungo il sentiero solatio
dove sosta la lepre alle vedette,
un orecchio diritto e l'altro floscio,
tra il grano verdazzurro, lungo il rivo
costellato di primule e d'anemoni,
tra il biancospino, che fiorisce appena,
ho rivista l'Antòcari volare
e il cuore mi sobbalza nell'attesa
senza nome che tutte in me resuscita
le primavere dell'adolescenza....

Ma primavera non è giunta ancora.
È la quinta stagione. Un chiaro Marzo
canavesano, inverno già non più,
non primavera ancora. È l'anno vecchio
tinto a verde d'Enrico l'amarissimo.
Se cantano le allodole perdute
nella profonda cavità dei cieli,
non s'odono le rondini garrire;
lasciano appena il Delta o la Gran Sirte
o riposano a Cipro ovver vïaggiano
sul cordame d'un legno tunisino...

Ma l'Antòcari vola e il cuore esulta!
È la farfalla della novità,
la messaggiera della Primavera,
la grazia mite, l'anima del Marzo.
Essa avviva la linfa nelle scorze,
il brusio, il ronzio, lo stridio,
risuscita l'incognito indistinto.

Oh! Messaggiera della Primavera!
La Terra attende. Il cielo che riempie
il frastaglio dei rami e delle roccie
sembra intagliato nel cristallo terso;
il profilo dell'Alpi è puro argento;
pallido è il verde primo, il pioppo è brullo,
la quercia ancor non abbandona il fulvo
stridulo manto che sfidò l'inverno;
allieta lo squallore la pannocchia
pendula verdechiara del nocciòlo,
la nubecola timida del mandorlo;
tiepido è il sole, ma la neve intatta
sta nelle forre squallide, a bacìo.

La Primavera non è giunta ancora,
ma l'Antòcari vola e il cuore esulta!
La messaggiera della Primavera
è timida, sfuggevole alle dita,
coscïente di sua fragilità;
quasi non vola, s'abbandona al vento
e visita la primula e l'anemone,
la pervinca, il galanto, il bucaneve;
il vento marzolino fa tremare
petali ed ali dello stesso tremito
e l'occhio mal discerne la farfalla:
l'ali minori, marezzate in verde,
chiudono come un calice l'insetto.
Insetti e fiori; mimi scaltri, come
v'accordaste nei tempi delle origini?
Le pagine di pietra dissepolte
attestano che i fiori precedettero
gl'insetti sulla terra: fu l'anemone
che alla farfalla ragionò così:
«Sorella senza stelo, come sei
fragile d'ali e debole di volo!
Salvati dal ramarro e dalla passera:
rivestiti di me, tingiti in verde
ai lati, in bianco a mezzo, in fulvo a sommo,
e con l'antenne simula i pistilli!».

E il fior primaverile alla farfalla
primaverile diede i suoi colori:
dolce alleato nella vita breve....

E la caduca musa marzolina
sa che deve sparire con l'anemone,
sparire prima della Primavera...

Visita i fiori, intepidisce il regno
per le grandi farfalle che verranno,
poi, giunta al varco della vita breve,
congeda il Marzo, volgesi all'Aprile:

Aprile! Marzo andò: tu puoi venire!....

- Guido Gozzano

Esatonale [5]

All good things come from madness
Drink from the cup - filled with sadness

Eris D (LIVE) @ Kanteena Club #LANCASTER

You open up those tired eyes
And the world is as bad as it seems
Just close your eyes and jump the jump
And you'll soon be living in dreams
Like Rapunzel letting down her hair into the mud
I turned around one second and I heard a thundering thud

CHORUS
I really should take sound advice from your wanting eyes
You're holding me between your thighs with your wanting eyes
I fell right for recurring lies of your wandering eyes
It really should be no surprise
Believe it or not you've got wanting eyes

I'm cuddled up - a babe in wrap
Its a second life I guess
I always fall for games and traps
And I was never much good at chess
I'm the average prince that's turned into an average frog
There's no trash or gimmick that you wouldn't try to flog

CHORUS

A candy house was eaten yet I was left with nought
But somehow you just win me over with a single pout

CHORUS

Wanting Eyes

Soul Piranhas

Roy Roy: guitar, rhythm arrangement, strings
Sdmk: keyboards, arrangement

Roy Roy: on.soundcloud.com/SaED4cdyGTTzpDvn8
Sdmk: on.soundcloud.com/u2oZEvEKZvAuFRYj6

Music for Walking (RoyRoy)

This song is a bit of comic relief, I wrote it about the thousands of times I've had to wait for my lovely wife to get ready yo go out for dinner, movie, event, whatever! Sometime my stomach even growls in protest!😂 It was a very much fun song to do and Charlie and I both took turns at singing it. I wrote it back in 2021 and it was another of those fun songs to help us get through the pandemic! I actually don't wait that long for my wife to get ready, sometimes she's ready before I am, it's just a bit of humor done to a swing rhythm. My wife actually loves this song and thinks it's hilarious. To those who have wives & husbands like that, my condolences! Cheers!🥂

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/1vHqRTsgBH4

“WAITIN’ FOR MY WIFE BLUES”

EVERY NIGHT, 
I SIT HERE WAITING FOR THE LOVE OF MY LIFE,
SHE'S PROCRASTINATING,  
TAKIN' TWO HOURS TO GET DRESSED,             
THEN ANOTHER TWO 'CAUSE HER HAIR IS A MESS!      

MAN OH MAN, 
MY STOMACH'S GROWLIN' AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND, 
IT'S SO APPALLING, 
I'VE BEEN HANGIN' AROUND SINCE THREE,
IT'S A QUARTER TO NINE, WHERE THE HELL IS SHE!

I'M PASSING OUT 'CAUSE I'M SO DOG-GONE HUNGRY,
BABY, SO C'MON, LET'S GO!
AIN'T WAITIN' 'ROUND HERE NO MORE!  
          
SHE'S TRIED ON A THOUSAND PAIRS OF SHOES,
THE COLORS GOT TO BE JUST RIGHT,
HER NAILS NEED TO MATCH HER EYES OF BLUE,
SHE'S ALREADY TAKEN HALF THE NIGHT!
     
HOLY COW, 
I'VE BITTEN EVERY FINGER NAIL BY NOW, 
IT'S SO FRUSTRATING,
SO DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU,    
WASTING AWAY SINGIN' WAITIN' FOR MY WIFE BLUES!
  
[LEAD]         

I'M PASSING OUT 'CAUSE I'M SO DOG-GONE HUNGRY,
BABY, SO C'MON, LET'S GO!
AIN'T WAITIN' 'ROUND HERE NO MORE!  
          
SHE'S TRIED ON A THOUSAND PAIRS OF SHOES,
THE COLORS GOT TO BE JUST RIGHT,
HER NAILS NEED TO MATCH HER EYES OF BLUE,
SHE'S ALREADY TAKEN HALF THE NIGHT!     

HOLY COW, 
I'VE BITTEN EVERY FINGER NAIL BY NOW, 
IT'S SO FRUSTRATING,
SO DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU,    
WASTING AWAY SINGIN' WAITIN' FOR MY WIFE BLUES!
WAITIN' FOR MY WIFE BLUES!
WAITIN' FOR MY WIFE BLUES!

BY JIM VALDES © 2021

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