Josie-Friday Night Fish Fry copyright 05

this a very meaningful song to me...wrote a lot of years ago from a personal experience...I heard some news recently that really brought this song back into my mind...I hate sometines to devulge to much info about the meaning of my songs as I would hope that the listener finds his own interpretation...something that is meaningful to him ...something personal...

however some of the "song" background is...while living in Nashville my Daddy would send me some of his song ideas on tape  ...me and him would often come up with some pretty cool stuff together...anyway...he sent me a tape labeled Josie..and told me that -that's who he thought of when he played it....well it was just a guitar chord progression...and I immediately had a melody and words to add to it...then I found the perfect chorus and bridge to add...and ta-da..it was a beautiful co-write...

Josie

I know the time, I know the time wasn’t right

Oh but I’d of sure liked to try

I know the time, I know the time wasn’t mine

But I’d a wrapped you up and held you tight



Josie come fly with me-

We gonna make it alright

Josie come fly with me

We gonna make through the night



You see I don’t know what I’d of said

But I’d of shouted it out real loud anyway

And I wonder sometimes about if things had turned out that way

oh…HOPE…is a new day



Chorus

Bridge:

Come on, come-on Josie

Hold On, hold on Josie

Come on -hold on tight

Josie hold on one more night

You Can Hold On

there are those moments...when you close your eyes...and imagine how things should be...and then when re-opened things are exactly as you had imagined...exactly how they should be....i am right there in my life right now...

here is the latest song...directors cut ...though the meaning of this song may not correlate exactly with the sentiment above...the song is a dedication...and for whom ...well, they will know who they are and to simply hold on...

You Can Hold On

and for hope, aint there none
cant make do, what you've undone
you could go-but wont you stay
cant take -what you aint gave

cant sleep in this bed thats been made
so wont you plead, wont you beg
cant go back and take away
all this pain-all this shame

you can hold on

aint there days when the rain
seems like it could wash you all clean
and you just fall to your knees
no you cant break free

you can hold on

cant find the right words
cant find 'em

you are my sunshine....maggie elise

well ..okay so I was having one of those days...ya know...i was actually looking forward to my Fish Fry tonight (yeah I kinda get into to it) I told you its my outlet...anyway..i even pulled out the fancy electric...and had Frankie helpin me pull down the big PA speakers and mics and mic stands...oh man...i put my girl down for bed and then decided to plug in...and turn up the juice...full volume...poor miss mags...i guess she is getting used to it ...she didnt even wake up...well anyway.....I was planning on doing a pretty cool song...one that you hadn't heard of coarse ...it was an orginal...but.....
well ...it sucked...the guitar playing totally sucked...see Im not a very good guitar player (Im sure you have noticed)...but i try ...i really do....well short story long...cause thats how I usaully tell it...i had to give up on showing you my cool song ...anyway...it became a principal thing ..that I at least sing something...because usually I would say ...skrew it ...but not tonight ...there is gonna be a fish fry...because i said there would be! so heres to one of Maggies favorites (or so I like to think) YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE....ahh what a classic...i will be more prepared next week ....

FRIDAY NIGHT FISH FRY REVIVAL...Bright Eyed Blues

back by popular demand???? uh nope...but I had an itch to scratch....now for those of you that aren't familiar with this format...I frequently and then un-frenquently post what has come to be known as the "Friday Night Fish Fry"...I would call it a sparatic surge of "gotta get ..get"... just needed to sing a bit.. just needed an audience...I am a performer...I actually need this outlet in order to survive...

so as you will hear ...if you listen to my presentation of "Bright Eyed Blues"...there is another voice in the background...it may to the untrained ear seem like a harmony or a neat little"effect"...but I just wanted to clarify....to those underground musicians that happen upon this at 4am...it is not a out of tune string...or an off-beat drum...that is actually the sound of my daughter yelling for me...in the background...now I just remind you she is only 10 months old..so Im sure these are impassioned yells...that I interpret as "mommy sing louder"so instead of me 're-recording'..I ask that you close you eyes and pretend that you are watching this live..and that you are just hearing a crazy, excited fan....hope you enjoy and this one's for you Finn!

clip clop clip clop

and so this trail..a trotting one...
could not be less of a track than a tread...and this slate no less a board than a bed
...and once i'd lain...and flat...outstretched as you pictured...as you confessed-
but i cannot...i cannot...
for now there are visions that haunt me while adorned in this red dress

of the very likes that i am...of coarse... i am not...
but i do remember that i have not forgot...

id sell out-and sell all that i got-but i'd become more of what i'm not...and i am not

but for that which is...i concede...to all that should or could be ...AND belief is to be strongly believed and BELIEF IS TO BE STRONGLY BELIEVED....

shadow keepers copyright 2009

And so- is it the hearts mellow manner and somewhat sorted out fears…the unaffected
Or rather
to some extent …a longing of that which can never quite ever be fulfilled ...just a taunting instead…
a tease …a torture …a resemblance of that which is home yet a distance that is only impossible for that to be…
to have been running all this life and yet there is no destination …is it a heart’s desire …to seek that which is un found…
how then desire…no …
maybe that’s the breathe …the very living being …desperation...not so much wanting…but needing…desperately…that which is not inside…a soul that cannot be compelled because the very heart is bulging from the lure of a temptress in dimmed lights …for shadows are favor upon her heavy eyes.. set tightly… groping at helplessness…shadows are keepers and night is falling anyway….so to sleep …there tucked snug….because there are only memories anyway..There are only memories.

Thursday- as good of time as any for a jam..."oh Boy its YOU"...

i love thursdays ...even if it is re-runs...i get to watch office...anyway...seems like its been awhile...its hard for me to stay consistent...however...hopefully it keeps things exciting...im so sure your on pins and needles to hear one of my silly little songs...well anyhow...hope you enjoy! This ones for Frankie!

OH BOY ITS YOU

All I can do –
Is just think of you
Just so happy to say
it turned out this way

Though a million turns-
Theres just one world
Yeah and just one place
I’d like to be

I’ve wrote all the words
I bought all the gifts
But I’ve run out of ways
To capture this

Cause there are little girls
With their golden curls
Dreamin all night
Of exactly this kind of life

Chorus:
Oh boy its you
And that smile
And your touch
With you I’m never without

And its me
And how it feels
When we kiss do others know of
moments like this

Verse:
Theres are things to do
And places to go
But being held in arms
Theres nothing better I know

You can look for years
Spend your whole life
Searchin for things
You won’t ever find


Five (8 now) years ago
On a day like this
I made a promise with
just one kiss

It gave me sunny days
took me through stormy nights
I still know that kiss
When I turn out the light