At Home With The Aspens

There's an old house
Forgotten in time
Its lonely and cold
Looks so left behind

The old man who died
Had no kin to grieve
The house was his home
Grown over with trees

The Aspens have grown
Up through the floor
Into the windows
And out the back door

The house fully paid
There were no more bills
The tax collector sighed
For this house on the hill

Minds Eye

There are  scenes
Photographic dreams
Once in a lifetime
Favorites of mine

Some visions last
Like ghosts from my past
Friendly and warm
In from the storm

Like an old friend
These visions again
Grace my minds eye
Past wonderful times


Radio Silence

Beyond the hectic here and now
In time just like a dream
A thought a distant photograph
A peaceful autumn scene

There is only one time
Where stations come in clear
Where just the hum of white noise
Is all we want to hear

Let all thoughts and worries
Blow away in the wind
They shouldn't be the death of us
They'll come and go again

Find your peace this peaceful time
Where nature goes to sleep
Take a break, relax a bit
A harvest you will reap

Rust Train Radio

When the world seems full of woe and strife
On an autumn day - go outside
Smell the leaves rusting in the air
See the colors that almost seem unfair

Yes, miracles sneak past
How long will they last?
Do they have an expiration date?
Have I arrived too late?

Its getting more rare in this world
With so many hate flags unfurled
Just take a walk outside
To energize the love you have inside

Nature is your guide
Rekindle the spirit inside
Look all around and you'll feel
New hope with natures key

Sasparilla

She was a girl they called Sasparilla
She was pure gold and spicy sweet
Her smile drove all the men wild
When she'd pass them on the street

One day she was just gone
No one knew where she went
Some say they saw her board a train
T0 everyone's lament

Seems she went off to the city
Where she joined a punk rock band
No one knew she had it in her
No one really could understand

Just last year we heard her
On the radio station
Looks like she finally made it
In Nashville, and across the nation

You can take the girl out of the country
But you couldn't take the country out of that girl
I guess she needed time to find herself
And now her oyster is the whole wide world

She was a girl they called Sasparilla
She was pure gold and spicy sweet
Her smile drove all the men wild
When she'd pass them on the street

Pumpkin Hill

They say there's no gold left in these hills
I respectfully disagree
I see golden squash and pumpkins
As far as the eye can see

Mining's fine but not my thing
All that glitters is not gold
When autumn comes to town
These colors never get old

I mark each year
When the trees make their final show
Before they sleep
Before the year grows old

Effervescent Neon Light

Effervescent neon light
Will the leaves fall off tonight
One poor tree has lost its leaves
This yearly cycle sure does please

A finer coat I've never seen
These vibrant colors of the leaves
Effervescent neon light
Will the leaves fall off tonight

Haters Hoedown

Its summer time
And you know what
Kick your neighbor
In the nuts

Pick your partners
Choose them well
Everyone else
Can go to hell

Haters Hoedown
White National Pride
Hunt down Congress
Make them hide

Extra points
For politicians if
You don't like
Their disposition

Dance around
The dee cee doh
Charlottesville was
The first to go

Who'll be next
What's your guess
Targets of
These Terrorists

Get the gallows
Hang em' high
Watch the bastards
Choke and die

We do it all
For the genius man
He'll give us riches
That's his plan

Chorus
It's a Haters Hoedown
Here's the low down
People we don't like
We'll mow down

My Small Recording Studio Success

I started recording with Cubase LE two years ago using a Focusrite 2i2 and I had no idea about mixing and just used headphones. I liked Cubase so much I purchased the Pro edition. Here’s what I finally ended up with – a zero latency home studio with great monitoring and mixes:

  • Cubase Pro
  • SSL2+ interface
  • Yamaha HS-5’s for stereo mixing
  • Avantone Cube for mono mixing
  • Fender Mustang 50 watt amp
  • Royer R10 and Shure SM-57 on the guitar amp
  • SE Electronics VR2 for vocals

That’s it – very simple. I had done shootouts on all of the sub $500 interfaces and tried all of the decent microphones in the $500 ish or less class, and these won hands down.

Mike Seniors Mixing Secrets for Small Studios was the major breakthrough. Once I carefully read his book my home studio went from schmoe to pro.

The SSL2+ is quite a bit better than the UA Volt 276 that I have. While I like the Volt 276 ergonomics better, the SSL2+ preamps are the cleanest out of all of the budget interfaces. The MOTU M2 is pretty nice too, but even though the SSL2+ has a few things I feel they could have done better, nothing came close to it’s clean sound.

Shanghai Kelly

San Francisco
1870
First flesh peddler
Shanghai Kelly

Barkeep Kelly
Drugged his patrons
Opium Bourbon
Strong oblation

Set up phony
Free Booze Cruises
Lured his victims
With Toxic juices

Offered woman
To Sucker saps
When they woke
They were trapped

No free woman
Only booze
Knocked them out
Kidnapped fools

Trapped aboard
A sailing ship
To Shanghai
Unwanted Trip


Chorus
First head hunter
Called a Crimp
Shanghai Kelly
Sailor Pimp

in a nutshell

  • James Kelly was a kidnapper – but he kidnapped grown men sailors
  • You could say he started a Kelly Temp Agency!
  • He ran a bar and when sailors visited would drug them with Opium laced Bourbon
  • Sailors would wake up aboard a ship they never planned on being on – and as an indentured servant
  • I love Gaelic music – from any of the islands in that part of the world. I also love how such music influenced American Bluegrass and Folk Music. I used a Tin Whistle and a Violin (fiddle) to try to get some Irish sound in it – even just a funny “wisp”

discussion

This is a horrifying story – and legendary. Its hard to believe, but must be along the lines of sex trafficking or even slavery . . .

This is a classic “Barbary Coast” story – many such stories have taken place in San Francisco, some whacky, crazy, nasty – and all hard to believe

I used tin whistle as a joke – but did kind of understand that the way you blow into it is where you cn control its sound. It a really fun little instrument.

theme

Barbary Coast story

conclusion

A silly, but fun song