Broken Wagon

This one requires a little set up. It was 1987 and I was teaching programming classes at a company called PSDI in Cambridge, Mass, in the Boston area. On the weekend I took a photo pilgramage trip to Lowell, Mass, birthplace of Jack Kerouac. I saw his inspiration for Dr. Sax, and just what it would have been like growing up there. But while…

Ode to Arthur Fellig

Here is the song on the Volt 276 with EQ and effects: And here it is on the Volt 276 without EQ or effects (but with its onboard “vintage” mode): They called him WeegeeThe name of his gameWas Street PhotographyYou really should see itHigh societyGala affairsScandal sheetsDevil may careLowbrow BoweryGypsies, Tramps and thievesReal life capturedBeyond beliefFact or fictionIs it really realScenes on filmHistory sealedAnother…

Magic Box

YOWZA! I finally am in control of my mixes. I even figured out why the Cello was so muddy as well as other recording and mixing problems. I hope to share these in another post soon. I thought the mics used on the guitar cabinet were the SM57 and NT1A, but it was actually the SM57 and SE7 small diaphragm, with the low cut…

Metawurst

I’m working on making better mixes. Here is what I believe will be a cleaner mix than the original: in a nutshell Lyrics sung or even spoken are very much worth the effort It takes twice as much time to “fit” lyrics to music and sing You have to feel what you sing. Deadpan is OK as a too Socio political songs are tricky….

The Magic Picture Frame

I will share my imagination from behind this new magical picture frame that I made this week. I’ll add as much music to these still photos as I can. Use your imaginationOpen your eustationFrom any nationOr persuasionI’ll share my musicAnd artI can only hopeIt touches your heartWe only walk this earth For a short whileBut together as we ageI hope together with a smile

You Were a Sty in My Eye

Obviously joking with my attempt at singing, but I love the way you have to write a song to feature a singer. Hmmmmmm Baby, you were a sty in my eyeSince I caught you with himBaby, you were a sty in my eyeYou almost made me cryBaby, you were a sty in my eyeWhen you left you didn’t say whyBaby, you were a sty…

January Surprise

I’ve been learning how to play Cello the last 8 weeks. All of my songs since then have Cello instead of the usual Bass Guitar I used to play. This is the first time I’ve ever written an entire song using the Cello. Huge shoutout to my niece Nisha, my Cello teacher and a fantastic one at that! Its always wiseTo open your eyesElse…

A Really Big Shoe

Gather round, little darlingsYou’re too young to knowAbout Ed SullivanAnd his very fine showHe introduced The BeatlesOf all his guests he would chooseNo one else came closeOn his “Really Big Shoe”I was too young to rememberMost of his guestsExcept a man spinning platesOn a stick on his chestThose were the days The early sixtiesI liked the 80’s betterWhen I was in my twenties

Shades of November

High above the telegraph wireA Winter Moon that does inspireFamiliar, and as I rememberI saw the same thing in NovemberI never liked JanuaryIt always seemed bleak to meBut now I’ve opened my eyesTo this beautiful new surpriseEvery month has it’s gemsJust look round the bendTake your camera and lookRound every cranny and nook

No Pedigree

I’ve got no pedigreeWhat you get is what you seeI went to State CollegeNo expensive UniversityI’ve got no pedigreeMy parents Won the WarThey were uneducatedYet opened many doorsI’ve got no pedigreeBoat loads of common senseWhat pedigreed people lackI have as recompense