Blues For Barbara - Solo Guitar by Earnest Woodall

Here  I stand in the supermarket 
And I wonder what I should do. 
What did she told me not to forget ? 
Do you often have this feeling too ? 

Where for hell did I put my keys? 
Has this table always been there? 
Holly fuck just hurt my knee !
She must have moved the room that’s not fair 

They told me ‘bout some curious troubles
I really need her to be my crutch 
I don’t understand much 
Only It is unstoppable

Yelling at her to deny 
‘cause things I’m fighting on right now
Even if I take a hard try  
Always turn bad bad bad 

They told me ‘bout some curious troubles
And I really need her to be my crutch 
I don’t understand much 
Only it is invisible

My love my baby my darling my honey 
she’s perfect
she’s mine,  I’m hers forever my baby my love
She looks great 

I ‘m loosing her
In the invincible web
Which’s growing up
In my head

I’m loosing her, yeah loosing her in my head 

Have I told you ‘bout my youth? 
Did you know I was a / Shut your mouth  !
You don’t know!

Please look at me!  I’m here
No I’m Not stupid 
It’s just that My brain is just overrun by,.. come on ! Look at me! 

Where am I exactly ? 
This woman who is she  ?
I’m loosing me

They told me ‘bout some curious  troubles					
I really need her to be my crutch 
They didn’t tell me how much 
I ‘ll feel invisible


My love my baby my darling my honey 
she’s perfect
she’s mine,  I’m hers 
forever  my love 
She ’s so  great 

But I ‘m loosing her
In this invincible web
Which is  growing up in my head 

My head my head my sick head my brain my sick brain 

Unstoppable invisible invincible unstoppable web

 my brain my brain my head  my brain 
my SICK Brain ! 


Ok Maybe I pin my memories on others souvenirs
And then what’s the problem tell me? 
I am loosing me 
Need something to hang on 
So please shut up and move on 
Yeah move on 

Move on 
Move on 
Unstoppable invincible move on 
I told you
No I’m not stupid,
you got in front of you exactly the same guy that you had before; 
I’m the same man! 
I’m the same one
It’s not because I forget that I am dead, 
no I’m not already dead stop walking on me this way

Stop it walking on me this way 
Shut up and move on
Leave me alone shut up and move on
I got my love 
I got  my love that’s all that counts now
That’s all that counts, leave me alone

Curious Troubles

you know I go so hard. 
don't know how to restart.
from the minute I was in it I was givin it my heart.

"The Clap Back" FT. MYLES BALES

Love is the foundation of our lives! This is a piece for all who experience love and share love with others. I dedicate it to my wife who has accompanied me for three decades of my life, for better and for worse. But this song is very universal! Enjoy listening!!!

Love Song

Nat King Cole's version - All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth punk rock cover.

"All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth" is a novelty Christmas song written in 1944 by Donald Yetter Gardner (1913-2004) while teaching music at public schools in Smithtown, New York. 

The song was originally recorded by Spike Jones & His City Slickers on December 6, 1947, with lead vocal by George Rock. That version reached the top of the pop charts in 1948, and again in 1949. The song has also been recorded by numerous other singers and performers, including Ray Stevens, George Strait, Danny Kaye with The Andrews Sisters, The Platters, Dread Zeppelin, The Kelly Family,  Nat King Cole (reportedly Gardner's favorite version), The Chipmunks, the Hampton String Quartet, The Three Stooges, and Count von Count of Sesame Street.

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year my friends!!!

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All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth (punk rock cover)

Scuba divers in dead seas

method: honestly, I didn't mean to sonify that poem ... all I wanted to do was test run a cabinet simulator pedal ... really ..... but then one thing led to another ... now .... this here evolved ... 
narration: another poem
image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

I have a clock
moving slower than time
hands made of leather
of carved bone, of lime

fully unwound
it holds its own
spring-loaded tension
no metronome stone

it sits on a shelf
behind my back
dragging all life
along in its wake

slower than time

Victory

Don't Buy Anything Today

23 7 12

Unspooling on the Princess Path

12 - 5 - 2024

I <3 U VIETNAM!
I <3 U EGYPT!
 BANG MY SHIT
HANOI!!!! CAIRO!!!! HO CHI MIN CITY!!!!
 BIG LOVE <3

"The Clap Back" FT. MYLES BALES

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