LYRICS
I think I’m starting to like the motivation
If the pain’s to gain appreciation
I must be departing form the stagnation
If it’s plain to gain appreciation
And we all get along
Falling in love with the same song
Are you starting to like the stimulation
To refrain from strain realization
Stimulate before it’s too late imagination
If it’s plain to gain appreciation
And we all get along
Falling in love with the same song
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Progressive Protest Rock
Chords: A Em A / A D G / G D A
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar and Loop Pedal, Keyboards
LYRICS
Well, I’m lockdown in my lowdown
I’m lockdown, lockdown blue
Don’t know if I can take it…
If I can make it
… through
Whatcha gonna due/do?
This train doesn’t stop in Ardmore
Any more
As a matter of fact,
It’s off the track
Straight up locked down State Store
Can’t swallow life on the rocks any more
Thought I had beer for a fortnight
Sure didn’t count that right
Meltdown
Way down
I’m lockdown in my lowdown
I’m lockdown, lockdown blue
Don’t know if I can take it…
If I can make it
… through
Whatcha gonna due/do?
Doctor, Doctor!
All the doctors thick in sick
Can’t do nuthin’
No not a bit
To restore me…
Nor cure me
… of this hissy fit
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E Blues
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Keyboards, Guitar and Loop Pedal
LYRICS
What do we live for?
The right to die!
What do we die for?
The right to try!
And we learn as we grow older
The beauty is in the “I” of the beholder
On the road of wisdom
One learns
Fool with the bull
Get the horns
Once the fool
Grasp the bull
By the horns
Be born
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E G A E / A G C E / Am E
Recording: digital 12-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards, Drums
LYRICS
Oh, yeah, just a little wound-up
How ’bout some more
Oh, yeah, just look where you wound-up
Need I say more?
Oh, yeah, glad that I found out
Less stress no doubt
Oh yeah, get a little wound-up
And then some more
The dog’s in the dog house
What “quite as a mouse”?
Found out wound-up is where I want to be
Will you merry me?
Capture a glimpse of civilization
A bit too late for procrastination
Maybe you better sweat it a bit
Before we all take a hit
The dog’s in the dog house
What “quite as a mouse”?
Found out wound-up is where I want to be
Will you merry me?
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive Folk
Chords: E A B7
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo at Lake Wynonah, PA.
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
LYRICS
Gave up “Flat Earth Society”
When plopped at birth… due to gravity
Tales of chemtrails never fails
To let the light shine through on you
Ask you “know” questions
You tell “know” lies
Comes as no surprise
Did your brain get going
Without you knowing?
Got up and left
Leaving the daft
… leaving no mind behind
(Be kind!)
What do you know about GMO?
So, do you sow your own row?
Amongst a billion reptilian
Give the alien race space
Ask you “know” questions
You tell “know” lies
Comes as no surprise
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock / Progressive
Chords: E G A G A G A E / E E11 / G A E; 120 BPM 16 Beat #6
Recording: original take / digital 1-track stereo
Coversong originally made famous by The Byrds
Lyrics were taken from a passage in the book of Ecclesiastes (3:1-8)
D G F#m A
To everything,(turn, turn, turn)
D G F#m A
there is a season;(turn, turn, turn)
G F#m Em A D
and a time to every purpose, under heaven
A D
A time to be born, a time to die
A D
A time to plant, a time to reap
A D
A time to kill, a time to heal
G F#m A D
A time to laugh, a time to weep
(chorus)
A D
A time to build up, a time to break down
A D
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A D
A time to cast away stones,
G F#m Em A D
a time to gather stones together
(chorus)
A D
A time of love, a time of hate
A D
A time of war, a time of peace
A D
A time you may embrace,
G F#m Em A D
a time to refrain from embracing
D G F#m A D G F#m A G F#m Em A D A D A D A D G F#m Em A D
(chorus)
A D
A time to gain, a time to lose
A D
A time to rend, a time to sew
A D
A time for love, a time to hate
G F#m
A time for peace,
Em A D
I swear it s not too late
D G D G F#m/A 4x
Last Minute Jam Band at Dobbs, South Street, Philly
LYRICS
Why don’t we all praise God
At least a little
Though I don’t really like to use the word
Thanks for putting the talent on Earth
Please give me guitar…. give me drums…
Please give me management that can count some sums
Maybe Greg Davis on the guitar
… George Manney on drums
We’ll let Stanton count the sums
(Oh, yeah! Bring on the Revue with Bob Beru, too)
Kurrey can create the tune
The clapping keeping time
Debbi Calton introduces the band
Hey! With Michael Tearson lending a hand
Why don’t we all praise God
At least a little
Though I don’t really like to use the word
Thanks for putting the talent on Earth
Please give me guitar…. give me drums
Please give me management that can count some sums
Maybe Allen James on the guitar
Leaving space… for Garry Lee on bass
Peace Creeps and the Preferred Few,
Nicky Sbaffoni, Terence Donnelly,
More than I can ask for… how about you?
And, then…
I come to learn, Fern…
Fern will take us home.
ABOUT THE SONG
Capo 1
Em / A
Em / G / Em / A
Unknown chord (see diagram) / Em
I am hoping the song is not finished yet. The songwriting and recording started on October 16, 2012 and is inspired by the benefit to support Paul Kurrey (Singer / Songwriter / Guitarist / Etal.) The event took place on October 15 at Dobbs on South Street, Philadelphia, PA. The talent included: Richard Bush formally, The A’s, The Peace Creeps, Nick Clemens Band, Bob Beru, Beru Revue, Last Minute Jam Band, George Manney, Greg Davis, Allen James, Wally Smith, Garry Lee, Kenn Kweder, J. R. Stanton, Lou’s Privileged Few, Skip Deneberg, Debbi Calton, Lou Pica, Terrence Donnelly, Nicky Sbaffoni, Michael Tearson, Paul Kurrey and Blue Heather.
LYRICS
Dum, dum, do, deo, do, de, do, dum… dum
At the time, you know the time
and, by the way, on the day
Almost like you can smell it in the air
They set the verse to rhyme
Then, there
They strum
They drum
Rhythm is born and then bears a vibration
ABOUT
The song was written at 4:20 on 4-20-2012 at a reggae music festival, Wall Street International, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
