Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Renewal
Im trying to focus on getting myself more...well,focused. I'm going through a detox of sorts and trying to manifest into the person I'd like to be. I watched the "Secret" on Netflix the other night and I've consciously been trying to bring goodness to my life. It is kind of crazy but I feel that it's working. Everyday when I my alarm gets off, I lie in bed for about 20 minutes or so just meditate on what I want to bring into my life. I can feel a shift,at least, inward. Jeff and I have been trying to be more active and I've been trying to control my emotional eating. I fought it at first because I definately have fears from my past with people in my life who are totally obsessed with outward appearances and I dont want that again. But there is a healthy balance at focusing on wellness and not going all narcasitic. Jeff tends to be a little compulsive about things, but I'm trying to tell myself that in the life there are a lot worse things he can focus his obsessive energy on. All in all its good for us. So I'm in a Springtime of my life. New green leaves pushing out of the hardened, packed ground. Soon, with the nuturing warmth of sunshine, I will bloom.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Watching the Secret
the law of attraction. this is a powerful. i am going to consciously try to attract the life I want and I believe this will work.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Louey
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
suey lou
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
burn
Imagine Peggy Lee's Fever swingy motion with this song--heavy bass line thump or Jeffrey put a kinda bluesy western swing
I don't know what to say to ya baby
my words don't come out right
There's something between us
that you
cant deny
We've spoken a thousand conversations
with only our eyes
Things are too complicated to
work out right
But Im blown by your beauty
Your eyes they burn through me
A fire
A fire
You make me alive
Desire
Inspire
me tonight
I want to get to know you baby
I want to be your friend
I wanna know how to get you to
show me that grin.
Things can get f'cked up too soon
when you move to fast
Gotta learn to pace myself
make something that lasts
But Im
Blown by your beauty
Your eyes they burn through me
A fire
A fire
you make me alive
Desire
Inspire
me tonight
As I'm developing in my song writing skills, Ive tried to get away from such personal story telling and going into situational character writing. Some of this song I wrote it seems 5-6 or more years ago and the rest I developed wanting to portray the intense speaking of words two strangers or acquaintances can have with just their eyes if there is a connection. It still needs a little more verse but this is what I have so far. When I wrote it it had more of a 50's swing vibe to it but Jeff composed this great hard almost westernly riff that I adapted the tempo really well to. We recorded it a couple time last year but we haven't gotten back into our little home studio since moving to Virginia.
I don't know what to say to ya baby
my words don't come out right
There's something between us
that you
cant deny
We've spoken a thousand conversations
with only our eyes
Things are too complicated to
work out right
But Im blown by your beauty
Your eyes they burn through me
A fire
A fire
You make me alive
Desire
Inspire
me tonight
I want to get to know you baby
I want to be your friend
I wanna know how to get you to
show me that grin.
Things can get f'cked up too soon
when you move to fast
Gotta learn to pace myself
make something that lasts
But Im
Blown by your beauty
Your eyes they burn through me
A fire
A fire
you make me alive
Desire
Inspire
me tonight
As I'm developing in my song writing skills, Ive tried to get away from such personal story telling and going into situational character writing. Some of this song I wrote it seems 5-6 or more years ago and the rest I developed wanting to portray the intense speaking of words two strangers or acquaintances can have with just their eyes if there is a connection. It still needs a little more verse but this is what I have so far. When I wrote it it had more of a 50's swing vibe to it but Jeff composed this great hard almost westernly riff that I adapted the tempo really well to. We recorded it a couple time last year but we haven't gotten back into our little home studio since moving to Virginia.
Keep on
what you left smoldering I turned into flame
you dont have anyone but yourself to blame
I must say, myself,
I can not complain
You gave my soul it's mate by playin your games
So keep on dreamin
Its time to move on now
Keep on.....
Dreamin away
He's mine now
Somehow
You let him slip away
into my arms
everyday
Your head is ringin instead of your phone
Thoughts of your mistakes wont leave you alone
So have another drink
And lay yourself down
Cover your ears
but it wont block out the sound
So keep on dreamin
It's time to move on now
Keep on....
Dreamin away
He's mine now
Somehow
You let him slip away
into my arms
everyday
you dont have anyone but yourself to blame
I must say, myself,
I can not complain
You gave my soul it's mate by playin your games
So keep on dreamin
Its time to move on now
Keep on.....
Dreamin away
He's mine now
Somehow
You let him slip away
into my arms
everyday
Your head is ringin instead of your phone
Thoughts of your mistakes wont leave you alone
So have another drink
And lay yourself down
Cover your ears
but it wont block out the sound
So keep on dreamin
It's time to move on now
Keep on....
Dreamin away
He's mine now
Somehow
You let him slip away
into my arms
everyday
Monday, January 24, 2011

I wrote this a couple years ago and have been putting it together with my guitar playing. My chord changes are getting better, yet they still are rather slow. But perhaps I will post a video as I progress. I basically strum Em, D, C.
There was a time when I couldnt look at my face
From the troubles that I caused
and the mistakes that I made
Paint a mask, a foreign face
of my souls true taste
I was wrong, baby wrong
I was wrong
Black holds on
Black holds on
Black holds on
(Repeat one more time while strumming Em, then drop down two strings)
Bright white
Try as I might
to free myself
from this place
My gultiness
and the shadows of my disgrace
Purple hues, bleeding bruise
dont vanish
without a trace
We were wrong, baby wrong
we were wrong
Black holds on
Black holds on
Black holds on
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