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My name is Adam Sweet. For the last 45+ years, I've been teaching adults how to play mandolin, violin (fiddle) and guitar. I taught at the Fretted Instrument Workshop in Amherst from 1985-1995, Downtown Sounds in Northampton 1995 - 2010, and the Keene Institute for Music and Related Arts from 1999 - 2009. I opened Sweet Music in 2009 to offer in-person lessons and group classes.  Recently, I wrote a song about my experience teaching people to play music. I wanted this to be relevant so that people are inspired to sign up for lessons, so text 413-213-5767 any time!

"Sweet Music Sounds"

(Verse 1)
For forty-five years, I've been sharin' the sound,
Teachin' sweet music in my ol' hometown.
From Amherst to Northampton, Keene to today,
I've helped folks find joy in the songs that they play.
Mandolin, fiddle, guitar in your hand,
With a little bit of learnin', you'll be jammin' so grand.

(Chorus)
Come make Sweet Music Sounds, it's easy to learn,
Feel the music ignite, let your heart start to burn.
It's fun, it's simple, no need to feel shy,
I've got instruments to rent, so give it a try!
Right here in town, I'm your local guide,
Sweet Music's the place where your dreams come alive.

(Verse 2)
From the Fretted Workshop back in ‘85,
To Downtown Sounds where the music came alive.
Keene Institute, I taught with a grin,
Then opened Sweet Music in two-thousand-nine.
Group classes or lessons, one-on-one with me,
I'll show you the chords to set your spirit free.

(Chorus)
Come make Sweet Music Sounds, it's easy to learn,
Feel the music ignite, let your heart start to burn.
It's fun, it's simple, no need to feel shy,
I've got instruments to rent, so give it a try!
Right here in town, I'm your local guide,
Sweet Music's the place where your dreams come alive.

(Bridge)
Don't worry if you're new, or you've never played before,
I'll meet you where you are, open up that door.
From bluegrass to folk, or a classical tune,
You'll be strummin' and pickin' beneath the moon.
Every note's a step, every chord's a spark,
Light the fire of music deep in your heart.

(Chorus)
Come make Sweet Music Sounds, it's easy to learn,
Feel the music ignite, let your heart start to burn.
It's fun, it's simple, no need to feel shy,
I've got instruments to rent, so give it a try!
Right here in town, I'm your local guide,
Sweet Music's the place where your dreams come alive.

(Outro)
So grab a mandolin, a fiddle, or guitar,
With Sweet Music lessons, you're gonna go far.
Sign up today, let's make music, my friend,
With Sweet Music Sounds, the fun'll never end!

Sweet Music Sounds

I grew up in Massachusetts, often misnamed "Taxachusetts" by outsiders who don't understand how the state thinks. There are now over 30 Mass colleges that offer "free" tuition, paid for by the taxpayer.   I wrote a song about it.

(Verse 1)
In the heart of old Massachusetts, where the history runs deep,
They call it "Taxachusetts," but the secret that we keep,
Is a dream for every student, from the Berkshires to the sea,
Over thirty colleges now, shouting "tuition free!"

From Harvard's hallowed halls to Worcester State's embrace,
Public schools and private ones, they're joining in the race.
MassGrant Plus is rising, community colleges too,
Opening doors for dreamers, making futures come true.

(Chorus)
Tuition free college, oh, what a sight to see,
In the land of Massachusetts, opportunity runs free.
From the Cape to the mountains, let the knowledge bell ring,
Tuition free college, hear the Bay State sing!

(Verse 2)
Mount Holyoke's Skinner Hall, shining bright in South Hadley,
Offers hope to families, no matter rich or poor, you see.
If your income's under a hundred, or two hundred at the max,
Harvard's got your back with grants, no need to face the tax.

MIT's got dining, books, and housing for the low,
Brandeis cuts your tuition, lets your dreams begin to grow.
Regis and Anna Maria, Pell Grants pave the way,
For New England's brightest minds to shine another day.

(Chorus)
Tuition free college, oh, what a sight to see,
In the land of Massachusetts, opportunity runs free.
From the Cape to the mountains, let the knowledge bell ring,
Tuition free college, hear the Bay State sing!

(Bridge)
But it's not just about the money, there's a bigger fight to win,
Affordability's the challenge, where do we begin?
Books and fees and emergencies, the costs still stack up high,
Massachusetts keeps on pushing, reaching for the sky.

(Verse 3)
Community colleges open wide, for residents a year or more,
Bridgewater, UMass, Salem State, they're unlocking every door.
MassArt and Worcester join the call, for incomes low and tight,
Pell Eligible commuters, your future's burning bright.

The critics call it "Taxachusetts," but we know the heart's sincere,
Investing in our students, building futures far and near.
From FAFSA to the statehouse, the fight's for every soul,
Tuition free's a promise, making broken systems whole.

(Chorus)
Tuition free college, oh, what a sight to see,
In the land of Massachusetts, opportunity runs free.
From the Cape to the mountains, let the knowledge bell ring,
Tuition free college, hear the Bay State sing!

(Outro)
So here's to Massachusetts, where the dreamers find their way,
Thirty colleges and counting, building brighter days.
No more "Taxachusetts," let the truth be understood,
Tuition free college, for the common good.

Tuition Free College

In Texas, biologists have documented an extraordinary bird — the natural hybrid offspring of a green jay and a blue jay. it's the first observed vertebrate that's hybridized as a result of two species both expanding their ranges due, at least in part, to climate change.  I wrote a song about it I call "Hybrid Jay"



(Verse 1)
In a Texas backyard, where the sun burns so wide,
A curious bird took its wings for a ride.
With a mask of deep black and a chest pure as snow,
A green jay and blue jay let their love freely grow.

From jungles and forests, their paths long apart,
Seven million years couldn't still their wild heart.
Climate's a-shifting, their ranges entwine,
In San Antonio's glow, their stars would align.

(Chorus)
Hybrid jay, soaring through the sky,
A feathered surprise where two worlds unify.
Green and blue, a blend so rare,
Dancing in the Texas air.
Hybrid jay, you're one of a kind,
A sign of the times in this heart of mine.

(Verse 2)
A birder's sharp gaze caught your hues so unique,
Shared on the web, gave the scholars a peek.
Brian Stokes raced with a net in his grip,
To find you, rare bird, on that warm Texas trip.

Mist nets were strung, but you danced out of reach,
Till fate brought you near in that yard's quiet breach.
A drop of your blood spoke of lineage true,
Green jay mama, blue jay dad, born in the blue.

(Chorus)
Hybrid jay, soaring through the sky,
A feathered surprise where two worlds unify.
Green and blue, a blend so rare,
Dancing in the Texas air.
Hybrid jay, you're one of a kind,
A sign of the times in this heart of mine.

(Bridge)
Climate's turning, borders blurring, walls fade away,
Tropical and temperate join in a bold new display.
You're the first, oh creature, born of change's embrace,
A winged marvel, rewriting nature's old space.

(Verse 3)
No name like the grolar or coywolf you bear,
Yet your tale soars high in the Gulf's salty air.
From a Texas backyard to the journals of lore,
Your hybrid spark lights up science's core.

So glide, little jay, with your colors so grand,
A story of worlds woven tight in your band.
The future's unknown, but your wings pave the trail,
A hybrid of hope where old boundaries fail.

(Chorus)
Hybrid jay, soaring through the sky,
A feathered surprise where two worlds unify.
Green and blue, a blend so rare,
Dancing in the Texas air.
Hybrid jay, you're one of a kind,
A sign of the times in this heart of mine.

(Outro)
Here's to the jay, with a song in its flight,
A child of the earth, blending day with the night.
In a Texas backyard, where the tale came alive,
The hybrid jay soars, where two worlds thrive.




Hybrid Jay

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