I'm a songwriter, short story writer, essayist, musician, husband, both a cat and a dog person, and these writings will be a fun mixed up jumble of all of me. Thanks for popping by.
This weeks prompt was Stir and I must admit this one was harder. Partly because it just didn't flow and partly because life was in the way.
We’re Cooking Key: A Writing Prompt: Stir Standard Timing
Open the Wine Stir up the sauce grandma’s got a spoon in her hand The kids get lost
We’re cooking. Yes, we’re cooking. Baked apple pie Blues on the hi fi We’re cooking
Winters here it’s cold in the snow going to make some love (tonight) cause it’s 20 below
Chorus Bridge You’ll need ten cups of apples pealed and cored one cup of sugar don’t spill it on the floor You’ll need a teaspoon of cinnamon four tablespoons of flour half cup of water shouldn’t take half an hour.
You get a cup of quick oats another cup of flour cup of brown sugar quarter teaspoon baking powder. We’re going to melt all that butter a whole half a cup cause our hearts are only happy when we’re filling something up
Hello everyone-
It's been to long. What have you been up to?
I've begun a challenge which I found on a FB group which I was invited to join. It's a songwriting group. Every week someone gives a new songwriting prompt and everyone in the group writes something which has been inspired from the prompt. Then they do a little video. It doesn't have to be anything super produced. It's just an exercise to keep our creativity flowing well.
This weeks song writing prompt was Sour; as a matter of fact, it was the first one.
Every week that I am doing it I will try and post that song here, but y'all have to realize that it's not going to be the best song ever. These are just a weeks worth of working on it.
Here is the first week's.
Two Tone Toxic Terry
T.A.Marty
Key: A blues
Songwriting Prompt: Sour
Verse I
Two tone toxic Terry
was a whole lot of something
and little bit scary.
He’d gamble and rob
steal your breath
Mess with him and
you’ll be close to death.
Mean as a hornet & ugly too
but I know his secret and
I’ll tell it to you.
Chorus
Now I’ve soured milk and honey
got a little bit of coffee and even less money
I’ve seen eagles fly and the country get crummy
Seen people die and some think it’s funny.
Verse II
He wasn’t always mean and sour
He was born in the middle of a flower
Him mama smelled of Jasmine
His Pa smelled of Rose
played outside all day
till the bank came to foreclose
Threw them all out
out in the cold
then and their he vowed not to be controlled.
Chorus
Bridge
He took to fighting and calling names
Got so good should have been an Olympic game
Take from the rich give to the poor
wanted from coast to coast for his delusions of grandeur.
Today’s blog post is about one of my songs.
I thought why not explain the lyrics and what they mean. I’m going to tell you about ‘99%’. I wrote this song just after protesting with the 99% and the Unions. There were a few thousand people and we shut down K street. Which is the place where all kinds of lobbyist and money grubbers do their thing.
It was a powerful moment where we as a people stood up and exclaimed what we thought. Did it help?
Who’s to say.
Lot’s of things happened after word as a result both positive and negative.
Here's a player for you to listen to it while you read.
V1 Winds blowing fiercely
Potatoes in the bin
I’ve got 9 to 5 to sit and
think of the cold creeping in.
Winds blowing fiercely
and the snows upon the grass
fire in the fireplace warming up my ass/cash.
The winds of change are blowing and they aren’t coming nicely. Change can be either gentle or fierce. The nine to five bit is a day job, and sitting and thinking about change, about cold human attitudes towards humans and the warmth attitudes we have toward cash and people that have it.
V2 Beer in the fridge
Wines on the counter
99% of folks say that
color doesn’t matter.
Beer in the fridge
my beards getting long
99% of folks say that
gender doesn’t either.
Beer goes in the fridge Wine (red wine) goes on the counter.
The majority of people believe that color and gender doesn’t matter. Whether we’re talking about women getting paid 70 cents to every dollar that a man makes or LGBT issues. Most people look at these things and know that it isn’t fair for a woman to make less for the same work, or for people of color or LGBT folks to be treated as second class humans. It’s only a very ugly and vocal minority of folks that think differently. A further examination of these first two lyrics will show something more about my personality. While the first verse shows myself not having much faith in my fellow humans the second verse shows just the opposite. Having faith in humanity to make the right choices given the proper information. What can I say? I go both ways on most issues.
V3 I bought myself a flower
bought myself rose
Plant a seed of healing
Let it grow and grow
bought myself a flower
ah huh instead of pills
go round and round
the world curing my ills
The first two lines are talking about giving yourself joy. Buying myself flowers always gives me joy and healing. Then letting that joy grow. Flowers instead of pills is just my way of finding balance in western Pharma-culture. On the one hand the Pharma-culture has helped. I am grateful for some of western medicines pills and cures. However, I also think that there are other ways to heal. Plant a seed of healing let it grow and grow. Where would we be without insulin or penicillin, on the other hand where would we be without yoga, eating right, exercise, Reiki, meditation, laughter. I think you get my point. Balance.
(This by no means makes me a Monsanto lover)
V4 Got a funny feeling
deep inside it says
1+1+1 is 3
and got enough to ride
Got a funny feeling
coming round the bend
say’s 99% of folks
ain’t got enough to win
This last verse speaks to the growing divide of the ‘haves and the have nots’. Ninety-nine percent of people on this planet barely have enough to live while the other one percent live in King Midas like luxury. Here’s a for instance. Minimalism is fine when you choose it; however, when you just don’t have enough to eat then it sucks.
Well, thank you for hanging out with me here and enjoying these moments.
Your homework:
Walk around the block (or two) and count how many yellow things you see.
I hope that everyone is having a wonderful day. I am having a beautiful day off. I have to work this weekend, but then starting Monday I am on VACATION!!!! With no plans I and Sue will be drinking beer, watching movies in pj's, and the rest none of you_Z need to know... LOL
Well, one thing I wanted to do here is thank everyone who has helped to support this skinny, hippietype musician over all these years. I love that you come to my shows and buy the cd's. I love that everytime I check on my blog there's like 8 or 10 views a day even when I haven't put anything up. I wish I could have a party and invite everyone to it, because yawl rock!!!!!
Okay now I have a surprise for you guys. Here is a really neato video of me playing SMB in front of over 300 people!!! It was also simulcast to at least two other states. I hope you enjoy it.
Well, I have just finished eating breakfast, and there is a relative calm in the house. Sue and I are introducing our cats to one another. I have never heard such evil sounds. I hope that you are having a lovely Saturday Morning.
I have beenhard at work on the next cd and to prove it I have posted a rough mix of an instrumental song I just finished recording. Come on by and give it a listen. It's the first one on the myspace player. It's called Britta-Katherine.
Let me know what you think. Oh and here is a lovely video of Richard and Linda Thompson doing give a heart a home.
