Eighteen Years was Fifty Years Ago.

68 ………. And Counting.

Yesterday was a day where I uploaded a song I would have written in the raw style of my younger years.

Today?

THIS MORNING: I sat in The Den and thought of how myself as Frail Autumn would interpret the ‘18 years was 50 years ago’ song. So I quickly went through the motions and emotions of what I’ve been doing over the last months. Experimenting on this GarageBand malarkey and hopefully capturing a tune or three.

Like yesterday, this is not a finished song. Basically, reality is that I am waiting for the other Frail Autumn (time of life) guys to join the fray and add the beauty of their own souls to this musical equation. As in all things of elder later life, everything tends to slows down. So it could be next Autumn by the time it happens. Only joking……

Anyways, here’s me now. Yesterday was the chaos of me as back when. And no…..I would not love to be able to step back in time in the blink of a ‘Yesterday’. I love my skin as it is today thank you very much.

It’s the season where the reason is to chase your dream

Blow your blues away

There’s no profit in the pocket of an empty room

Sitting and wasting the days

Don’t hide in the corner in your tip-top hat

Dreaming that you’re back on the stage

Throw down some colour on the black on white

Brighten up every page

You look like an angel all dressed in rags

Miles from your relevant age

Life has a choice of a million kinds

To Escape the cage.

When you’re shattered and you’re tattered and your life’s a mess

It all feels wrong, not right

Pick up your grief from the Autumn gloom

Kick it out into the night.

Stop hiding in the corner in your tip-top hat

And think it doesn’t suit your age.

Become the prophet in the corners of a worn down mind

Pen a tune and seize the day

Sing na, na, na, na, na na

Na na na na na

And chase the blues away. Hey!

Gone are the promises that held your hand

Leading you into the fight.

What once was…. is now has been

Drag yourself into the light

Living was forgiving was for those who did

Played the game and won the prize

No taste of the fruits of a richer kind

Turn everything said to lies.

Eighteen years was fifty years ago

18 years was 50 years ago……..

12 thoughts on “Eighteen Years was Fifty Years Ago.”

    1. Thank you cookie. I just typed a Messenger reply to the drummer I played with in the 1980s. It reminds me that in reality, I don’t like being solo and alone re: music. And since last April that has been the reality. So will now look for a local musician to just share this burden of technology and playing. Why? Because trying to find self motivation by just playing all this stuff myself, has been okay so far, but is fast becoming too difficult. I don’t want staleness creeping in now. A new level is required and that means shared thoughts and shared energy whilst playing. Cheers cookie. You are so positive and that is a priceless gift. 🙏🏽

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    1. Cheers Shep. I need to realise that any rock type guitar stuff is my brother’s country. I have the noises in my head. But not at my finger tips. Acoustic I can just about get away with. I didn’t realise Sir Paul had a song called ‘seize the day’. I’m enjoying his albums Shep. I keep replaying RAM though. I got the CD a few weeks back for ease of playing alongside the others. Vinyl hasn’t been played for quite a few months now. Criminal! 🙏🏽

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    1. Thank you Sheila. May write some more prose type songs Sheila. I was thinking of using some from the long prose blog about moving to Wales. When I wrote it, I liked the idea of writing a tune about a few of the scenarios. Especially in the bit about Pete, who stood on the beach on one leg, yoga fashion, looking out at the ocean. Little scenarios are nice lyrical opportunities.

      The band Pulp do this a lot. Jarvis Cocker is an amazing songwriter. Common People is his well known song by Pulp that many people know. But there are so many others. And I am falling back in love with sounds from the past again. Suede and Echo and the Bunnymen are two I really like especially.

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    1. It’s from a very personal viewpoint of my own experiences of how music reintroduced itself since last October. How it has made me feel again. But it can apply to many musicians that have been in bands in their youth. I have met many musicians over the past few decades who have great fondness from those times in their lives. They never say they hated it.

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