I grabbed this from Draft and rewrote it. I do have the Raw Warts and All songs, that this blog originally had, on another published blog. But I wanted these words, albeit refashioned, to apply to this YouTube video theme.

So apologies for recycling. Mind, I am an eco friendly type of guy. 🍁🍂

Over a few months now I’ve been picking up the guitars and deciding on which to use. Two of the Eko dreadnoughts (my very first decent acoustic guitar bought back in the very early 1970s), its charity shop Eko sister, the Hohner Les Paul electric and my ever so wonderful Fender Jazz bass guitar. It seems they all can actually start new songs to be realised. Every day recently it is a case of playing a game of strum, riff and a hope to capture something real.

I found this lovely piece of art above in the free photograph library that WordPress kindly offers us. I thought of that little phrase ‘Ethereal Songs to be Given Freedom from Seemingly Nowhere’ when looking at the imagery.

Included here in this blog are recent ideas for songs, which are now put onto YouTube. So, they are hopefully kind of finished. All my writing of songs begin with stuttering vocals, a basic strum on guitar and realising sleepy tunes at times trying to find their way out of my deep neural synapses. Then began to mix together and make sense. These below have hopefully now made sense.

Sleepy tunes? They are all pretty much low volume and have a peculiar raw and fuzzy feel about them. As if they are awaiting to be awakened.

When I write songs, they just appear and say ‘Hello’. Where they come from? I don’t really know. But after there confusion in infancy they do develop. A bit like the imagery above. They know a little festive party is coming along, in a place called ‘The Den’. And so they dress themselves up. Far more tidier from the rags and ruins of stuttered beginnings, and feeling quite dapper, they arrive in ‘The Den’ ready to party down. Their little acoustic guitar presentations go on with far more confidence than previously, strut into the party room and joyfully join a much brighter space when other instruments begin joining the fray.

I tend to just play little single keyboard melodies and add overlay guitar. But, as I am no 6 string guitarist, electric or acoustic, I tend to know what sounds should be on the songs, but have no skills to achieve them. No idea on sound production either. 70 year old ears have been battered and bruised and frequency loss is a pain. But hey ho! It’s still fun to try.

So when the ones in the videos here have arrived at the party, all sparkly smart and having sprayed a bit of faerie dust eau de cologne over themselves, they now get to gently sway dance with the rest of the crew.

So, here I am, showing you all once again, now as a collective, some of the recent songs developed from ‘The Warts and All’ of recent ideas for some new songs. I always wonder if some of you, on listening, add your own strange and wonderful additions of your own ‘mind melodies’ to some of the whimsy I am warbling. So please feel free to Hum a little harmony to bring synergy to a tune or two. It will hopefully arrive from seemingly nowhere.

And as my WordPress Mantra says.

‘And so the story goes. To where? No one knows. Borne out of self promises. Not worn out wishes’.

Hopefully you are all liking this song journey.

‘Groovin’ with Mr. Summers on Cloud 9’.

The last blog of a long trial song was removed. The lyrics weren’t right. If you did listen to it, that’s why it isn’t there now. I’m working on these below for it. Also trying to get an appropriate vibe for the song too.

Verse 1:

You know how it feels

When a dark night sighs

While a billion stars still watch

Over you.

And you know how it is

When the moon’s full shine

Beams into each corner

Of your mind.

[Chasing out the blues].

Witness the truth in every one

Absorb their light and your life is won

In each and every way.

Chorus:

Coz today, could be the end of all today’s

But then again today

Could last for a hundred years or more

And I know

That times can change

Life in so many ways

And strangely rearrange

All those hazy, crazy ways.

Verse 2:

When you can’t really tell

What’s right from wrong

Confusion deep-seeps

But your soul remains.

It feels that you’ve lost

Your inner song

To chase those shadows out and

Become whole again.

Pick up a candle

Light the spark

Focus on truth

Not the dark

Don’t play its silly games

Of in between’s.

Middle 8: a little melody change detour.

So when the days are long

And life feels wrong

You’re angered by the hurtful kind

When your Dark is King

Let your inner light sing

Chase the shadows from your mind

When your mind’s a mess

Just confess

It’s all getting out of hand

It’s a mystery to me

It’s everything I don’t wanna be.

Chorus Repeated:

… and then to outro of possibly Middle 8 repeated but with instrumental tune instead of vocals. Or an E and A chords repetition as instrumental. Whatever works best …….

Cheers…….and all the best. Xx