Wow Jeff man, love this one! Love your fearless guitar, which builds into a great crescendo at the end. Brilliant poem by Donald, too, which you deliver with your always psychedelic flavor. Hey bro, excellent work with this!

I love this undulating luxuriance 💚💚

If you stumble into this cafe you know you don't leave by the door

This is really good.  Good poetry and music.

Jeff! What a crazy cool one...I'm so high and deep respect!

Very sympathetic sonic setting for the text.

Love the poem too, and very well performed

This is about how life is constantly presenting challenges. We must learn from each incident/experience and use that learning to try and be more resilient and be able to move forward. 
I wrote it on my 3/4 size Hofner classical guitar. It’s first song! I used open G tuning after being encouraged to try it by Mark Spruce (Original Spruce - great songs- give them a listen!). Thanks Mark! 
Hope you enjoy it. Best with headphones! 
Take care 
James 

Lyrics 
My Uncertain Steps 

As a boy, I was scared of the sea
With my family, on a beach in Normandy, 
a French boy told me the ghosts of drowned sailors grab your legs and dragged you down
I wouldn’t go in! 
Too naive and trusting! 

As a teen, I was all over the place! 
Always confused, just didn’t know which way to face
Too many temptations, suggestions and thrills, distracting and wild
Couldn’t think straight 
Couldn’t concentrate! 

It was always their demands and directions 
Had to meet their dreams and expectations 

My uncertain steps
No confidence 
(Trying to find my own way)
My uncertain steps 
At my own pace
(My way) 

My wreckage of a life, with this chaotic love
Constant demands, you can never do enough 
Mix in the bullies, the twisters and those egos too
It pulls you apart
Breaks your heart 

I’m seasoned, I now know this path
One crisis avoided, another starts 

My uncertain steps
More experienced 
(Trying to find my own way)
My uncertain steps
At my own pace 
(My way) 

And now I expect to see the worst
In everyone and everything I know
Just know how it is, but feel I can somehow 
see it through

(outro) 
I’ve got friends (for my uncertain steps)
I’ve lived and learnt (for my uncertain steps)
I’ve got you (for my uncertain steps) 
I’ll get through this (my uncertain steps) 


James Whiteman copyright  18 January 2024

My Uncertain Steps

Cast of Characters:
cgmaness-- @user-419254289-15129531 – Chris – acoustic guitar, bass, acoustic slide guitar, drums, vocals, subtle harmonies  during intro verses, lyrics, mix, production, and composition
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –-mandolin, vocal harmony

This is a song that I wrote and shared with Josh last spring. We worked on it for several months. Originally, it was just acoustic guitar and some vocals. To that, Josh added some mandolin, thinking it would stay that way. However, I ruminated on the initial raw version, surprising Josh by adding the rhythm section and better recordings of my parts after the fact. Josh came up with the high harmony towards the end, which blew me away and was the catalyst for a vision to flesh this idea out as best we could. We always have a lot of fun playing together as our tastes and references are very much aligned. We have been making music together almost since we both joined SoundCloud and found each other there about two years ago. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed making it.
As a side personal note, I only wish we had extended the song, which maybe I can get Josh in on that idea. I do like the short and sweet version that leaves you wanting to hear more, but I digress.
~Josh IS the hub and catalyst of this and any great track we collab on! The force is surely strong with this great virtuoso and aficionado! Those that know, know. ❤️
Much Love!
Big respect and gratitude to you Josh! Love making these tunes with you buddy!

"In Time"
Lyrics:
In Time don't you think it might be time for you to rise?
In Time lost and found sleeping soundly by her side.
I know you by now, and it's not too late to come around.
In Time thinking, missing, drinking, wishing you were here.
In Time aging, watching, turning pages yester-year.
Well, I know you by now and it's not too late to come on out.
In Time don't you think it might be time for you to fly?
In Time don't you think it might be time for you to try?
In Time lost and found sleeping soundly by her side.

In Time w/ (Entheogenic Psychonaught *Josh Clary*)

In this track I used pedal steel guitar, acoustic guitar, water drums, synth pad, electric bass and bell tree.
Thank you for listening !

Composition: Julien Apelian
Recording studio: Audio Colors
February, 23th, 2024

Wild Colorado

Shirley Temple Cover🍭

I’ve thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes
Some day I’m gonna fly
I’ll be a pilot too

And when I do, how would you like to be my crew?
On the good ship lollipop
It’s a sweet trip to a candy shop where bonbons play on the sunny beach of peppermint bay
Lemonade stands everywhere
Cracker Jack bands fill the air
And there you are are …happy-landing on a chocolate bar
See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll * …eat the big bad devils food cake
If you eat too much yer gonna get a tummy ache

On the good ship lollipop….
In to bed you hop
And dream away
On the hood ship lollipop
It’s a sweet trip…..

Ghost Ship

the meaning behind all words of powerful: it's how the complication in the world in a certain type of discrimination being judged who we are and personalities don't have right freedom to speak and injustice with equal right


hello everyone! this is my first stream of music I hope you've liked it and enjoy listening to it. Please do like and comment and what you think: and share with your families and friends to continue to grow my account and music and continue doing it

March 6 2024

All the words powerful

U-The Garage Queen

on the wind

Danger, Run

Donald Stabler, a truly Brilliant Poet and proprietor at "oxtraces poetry", so generously allowed me to use his words for my Maniacally Rash guitar and synth production--if you happen to read this poem, you will see just how wonderful this work is, and if you visit Donald's site, You will find many more 
equally interesting and amazing works-- I am completely blown away by his poems and poetry Productions!

Post Card. By Donald Stabler

Ox and goose in a field the agoraphob doxy slump gum mid chaw chating scared senseless as strange appearance appears in points of view, gots a receiver. She blows up the skyline and the vision's caress is captured deep inside. But damn it the clouds are blinders: the Ox sees ultra radiance in upheaval scratches with snatches its contact on eyeballs. The Goose scratches elsewhere. Addiction sponge a quarter the holiday's in France drop a line from Eiffel carry the trifle to cock the rifle. There's drips of whimsy from beyond the ceiling on such a cloudy day. The Ox stays pale rider he stays calm abider. The eats are verdant pig ambrosia clover the weeds move sideways. The Goose noses its pick and lick and lies and squints his bona-fide eye. Up in the sky puppeteer sighs and cries, "These frolicking dummies fooling the tom it's a comedy of stumbles, trip wire's and fumbles as the ass cap swings on an alternate gate!" Feels just right eh. Knock the rock pace the dock up night clock, the Ox Goose and Cock. There's a trio you see in this field of glee. The Ox sleeps his head in the bush of his dullness and Kush his suggestion is so frank. The Goose pokes his snoz into gifts from Clause imagination's priest he's illusive geese. Then the Cock in his rubber frock pickin and eatin eve and eden's cretin. compact bullroar is this it I want more. Could there be four. She crocks that dial and a tear and a smile of surrender hits its gender the collection fosters remembrance. Darkness is a velvet actress mother before time the void sublime. She turns the sun and moon and in a velvet flux she devours and flowers the ever radical frost of time. The Ox, the Goose, the Cock a fleshy flock as the mock appropriation crouches in birthing affirmation.
The post card is cordial prayer someone's there astral fare. Now you see it now you don't the dream is only loant you see.

Fourteen Ego Maniacs-part ll ( "Post Card"  A poem written by Donald Stabler of Oxtraces Poetry)

Dark forest circling
shadows approaching
This papers all I need 
Madness, in focus
3rd eye is opening 
Friends seem like strangers
Time has gone missing 
..sink down in the tall grass 

The sky has turned to glass
Shards of reflection 
I’m frozen to the grass
Purpose, intention 
This papers all I need 
Instant confusion 
Twisted reality 
Sink down in the tall grass..


I wish it was different 
I wish I had opinions 
I wish I could remember 
Times of ancient spender 
I am only breathing for you now 
When will times get brighter 
When will bricks get lighter 
When can I stop breathing 
When will you deceive me
I am only breathing for you now

Fourteen Ego Maniacs-part ll ( "Post Card" A poem written by Donald Stabler of Oxtraces Poetry)

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