Written when I had just turned 15 (1982). I had forgotten about it but someone found a tape of me singing it back then. I then purchased a  MacBook in 2020 and decided to record it as a learning exercise/demofor using GarageBand. Naive and simple, but an innocent song for challenging times.
Lyrics:

John the fisherman 

They call me John the fisherman 
And I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

I live in a cottage on a cliff, 
I never move far from the sea
I live on fish and homegrown peas
And sleep with a bible close to me

The only things I respect in my world
Are god and the sea 
For they both have claimed the lives of many who meant so much to me
(I say) I never fall in love any more
I’ve been hurt too many times
 (I tell them) I know all loves pitfalls 
I’ll leave that game to the fools! 

They call me John the fisherman 
They say that I’m so hard to please
I disagree with war and many policies 
And dislike people who criticise me

All my friends and family have long since gone
And I’m left with memories 
Some say I’m mad because I talk to myself 
It’s only because I’m lonely 

I wish I had someone to love
Someone to share my life
Someone to talk to on the cold winter nights
And cheer me as I grow old
I wish that I had grandchildren 
Who would smile and sit on my knee
I’d tell them stories of my life and would love them dearly 

They call me John the fisherman and I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

(Hymn to the sea) 
The sea provides but takes away 
It’s power demands respect
Our care and love are ours to give
To guard and to protect 

Our thoughts and prayers are offered up
For those at risk each day 
To feed us all, may they be safe
Working on the waves

James Whiteman 1981 Copyright 
 (Hymn to the sea James Whiteman 2020) Copyright

John the Fisherman

   Rollercoaster

OH OH    my rollercoaster
OH OH   my rollercoaster ride, oh yeah

if you want me, come and stay with me
take  a look in my eyes
she said to me: first we should met again
before we fall into love  

if you want me, come and join me
on my rollercoaster ride
if  you want me  feel the faith
live to love openwide 

OH OH    my rollercoaster
OH OH   my rollercoaster ride, oh yeah
I wanna ride it...i wanna touch  the sky now ...my roller coaster, ride on
i wanna fly so high  . oh yeah 

I never look down ( 3X)  ...down to the Ground

if you want me, come and stay with me
take  a look in my eyes
she said to me: first we should met again
before we fall into love  
Oh...i wanna ride it...i wanna touch  the sky now ...my roller coaster, ride on
i wanna fly so high  . oh yeah

Rollercoaster

Cosmic Insects

Llanpsych And eddyoffline 22

Blight

using language as a caress
your parodic Irish heart
(has my spirit emblazoned within it)?
blankness throughout
a dearth of creativity
belies the lies
easy to compliment 
sleaze tease such a disappointment
when all that we are 
becoming
is so much more…..

BLIGHT

One more dance song examining what happens when we die lol.
Oy, this one was really tough. I have such a hard time with words. I guess by now, half the population doesn't even know what 't-tops' are anymore! The vocal is really out of my range, and transposing was nearly impossible but I did drop it down all I could without being in the mud then i did what i could do vocal wise. The demo I used to practice was kind of fun I might post that later...

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
Seems like yesterday
With a bottle of booze and your platform shoes
Off to dance the night way

And you ride through town with the t-tops down
And the wind blowing fast and cool
And you’re revved up hot in the parking lot
Nowhere to go and nothing to do

It’s the summer of dreams when you’re seventeen
There's no way that you can't win
Try new things, spread your wings
You don’t think about the summer’s end

Music’s loud in this lively crowd
She's dancing around the room
With the strangers you know and the friends that you don’t
Then you just turn around and they’re all gone

Where do the dancers go, when they’re not dancing anymore
Where do the dancers go when their feet aren’t on the dance floor
To the underground? To the atmosphere?
Do you stay around, do you disappear
To the great unknown, where the wild winds blow,
It’s a short ride here but a long way home   

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
What did we know
Now you lie in bed the music in your head
but you can't go back to long ago

when the dance is done and the lights come on
We all need a place to shed our skin
Place like home just to rest our bones till the night comes ‘round again

Where Do The Dancers Go When They're Not Dancing Anymore (VOCAL)

Proud to Present our Number 76
BIIIIIIg Job Joerxworx ,You nailed it Bro!!!!!
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Looking forwat to number 77;-)