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great stuff russel,
havent read the words as written above yet, but i have listened to the recording, your a very humorous guy, i smiled all the way through, and i could hear a banjo playing that super guitar riff, with a washboard and string bass in the rhythm section, and a snare drum played with brushes just to finish-off the recording.
excellent work russ
phill
ps, i just read the words, love the parts about the "nudie bar" and "hands beneath her waist" you are awful...but i like you.
hear, hear,
wise words my friend and well written, i took a while to get the flow of the lyrics, but when i got there i was totally engrossed.
well done and thanks for sharing
phill
thanks guy's,
stransongs,
thank-you, i havent heard that particular springsteen track, but i willl certainly be litening out for it.
mouse...moose, their all loose aboot this hoooooose...it's the cold, the snot is blocking my keyboard, and my moose is covered in slime...
hi russ
how are you me auld mucka? earthy feel? you been using my keyboard russel?
hi toney,
i hadnt put the two songs together until you mentioned it, yeah i guess there would be a similarity with sheriff's and deputy's...only the sheriff lives and the deputy dies, well it must have been his turn? i actually do "i shot the sheriff" but i always thought he was talking about the sheriff of nottingham, in robin hood? lol
well from you ark, i feel really honoured, even though i had to come home early from work that night! please dont tell the wife i lost half a shift through singing...
by the by, i just bought the book "pale rider" by bernard cornwell, you said you'd read it? going to start on it tonight.
Two ladies...[1] Eva Cassidy and [2] Christine McVie [Fleetwood Mac]
Beautiful and natural voices.
And as a footnote, gimmicks can also detract as well as add to a voice. When playing live, a crap mic or cheap or badly constructed PA system can make even Pavarotti sound like a frog with a crow in it's throat!
I usually find a little reverb adds depth and a little sexiness to the voice.
Chorus adds fullness.
But if you can get away without using any...do
Phill
When I was learning to play, I had re-tuned the guitar so that I could play this little song I'd written easily. So my mate...John Rodge, came down, he was helping me learn [hard work for him] and tuned the guitar properly...result...NO CAN PLAY THE SONG, can't have been that good, I can't even remember it now.
Phill
Kenny, knick knack paddywhack...I thought it was Hillary us...whoever Hillary is.
Now for clarification, My national identity is British, and I'm proud of being British as I come from the UK.
I also am proud of being Welsh as I come from a principality called Wales, which is part of the British Isles. But to isolate my-self from being mistakenly identified as say...Scottish or English [which are also British], I like to be referred to as Welsh like Tom Jones or Dylan Thomas. I hope I have not caused even more confusion?
Yechid dda a pob hwyl.
Phill
Hi Russ,
Blues, you certainly can play them...I know I've heard you...stroke sum a dem sweet lix der maan
Ken, I feel better knowing that.
This is a bit risque so if your young don't look!
Two kids in a swimming pool...
Little Johnnie says; I'm gonna duck you
Little Mary replies; Oh no your not, you can't even say it properly
Same two kids walking along the corridor
Little Mary says; Look at that condom under the radiator
Little Johnnie asks; What's a radiator?
This came to me today as I walked out of the factory I've worked at for the last 19 years. It's not yet closed, but has ceased to exist geographically. I'd like to blame the bankers and world leaders, but for the fact I know it's all down to two foolish cretins. Their power struggle has put over a hundred on the scrap-heap, after all we are just numbers, pawns to used and discarded as and when required...excuse me now I have to spit!
Phill
PS, sorry if it depressed you, as it has depressed me...greatly
Don't Fret About Me. By Phill Williams 17/04/09
As I wander through this empty place.
See ghosts of memories, remember the face.
Deep emotions deeper dread.
Angry words best left unsaid.
To a smirk-filled face so shallow, self-effacing.
Who knows so much better, due to higher education.
What is your game? are we just pawns?
In this mind game ladder climb... we'll soon be gone.
I remember the joys, I remember the laughs.
And sadness too, when my parents passed.
The fights, the games the arguments.
The faces passed and present tense.
My future ruled by a Dutchman s pen.
My house still mine for now...till when?
My dedication was a gift for free.
For you, old Dutchman, rich men's greed?
I feel the tears burn my eyes.
For this was once my working life.
Now you've robbed me of my self-respect.
Already this place has fallen to neglect.
So celebrate you Dutchman, drink deep in salute.
For the hardship you've brought, and the fools you recruit.
Forget about me , and my workmates and more.
Our families, our communities, our town and our woe.
For tomorrow you'll earn another million or three.
While I struggle for pennies, don't fret about me.
sorry i'm totally confused, i thought it was about mcdonalds and hamburgers in a deep sort of way, and what russ said only compounded my confusion...and i thought scottish colloquialisms were confusing? i didnt understand one word of russ's reply.
wait i just read it for the 3rd time...is it about guantanamo bay? please excuse my denseness, but i'm brittish, and we dont go in for torcher...lol
a most effusive missive mr unhuh, well written and deeply felt on a highly contentious subject.
phill
Hi Tine,
Not all men are the arrogant self-effacing, illegitimate sons of cross-bred curs that you are well entitled to believe we are! From past experience I know that an awful lot of young women go through hell at the hands of control freak boys, who will use for their own convenience any young lady susceptible enough to fall for their BS. how many times have I heard the same excuse that the female actually believes it's her own fault for getting a beating, or as in your case worse.
Personally, I'd have these guys torchered and flogged. There was an old punishment about 200 years ago, where first they'd be put on the rack, then hung, then before they died they'd be cut down and have their stomach sliced open and their entrails removed [while they were still alive!] then they'd be quartered, and the quarters would be sent to each cardinal point of the country....now that would make me feel better, and possibly deter any other **** from doing it.
Now I feel better for getting that off my chest!
A very poignant poem, and an excellent first posting, so welcome to Chordie Poems, and I hope we see a lot more of your very descriptive and eloquent work/
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Phill
Hi Daddy,
Another great love song, but I must correct you, my fair lady Ann and my-self have been together 30 years now, it hasn't been all smooth sailing, but as I say, You've got to have troughs to know when your on the crest of a wave. And to add to that, we tell each other every day "I love you", when I'm off to work or when we're hanging up the phone. It's great to be in love, and maybe the hormones don't bother us so much any more, but when they do...it's still magic!
Phill
Thanks Selso and Ken,
All the blame for this goes to Jerome as he said after I posted "Pale Rider" that he loved country songs with someone getting killed in them...in a nice way I guess?
It's so funny how you have this big story that you have to condense into a 3 or 4 minute song, I had to leave out the part about Bubba's family being destitute, that there was a feud between Bubba and the deputy, and how Bubba's brothers go hunting the 10 from the posse and leave the sheriff till last...maybe I'll do a follow-up? there's plenty of material there...wojja think?
Yes Canucky Boy, it's about time you started sharing your talent with us again. And no, I haven't been watching Clint Eastwood films lately, I think most of this came from The Beverly Hillbillies!
Selso, glad you like the harmonies, I'm surprised they came out so well as I'm smothering with the mother of all colds at the moment, oh damn, there's snot running all over my keyboard...gotta go...thanks
Phill
This song is played in waltz time...is that 3/4 Russ or 6/8? he'll tell you anyway. And it will be up on my space tonight [Wednesday] hopefully.
Oh, also I play it with a capo on the 6th fret to make the first chord Am to G etc. I will transpose if anyone asks
Phill
Hi Buvvy,
X factor has a lot to answer for. But on the other hand it has given us poets plenty of material to work with.
Still I'd like to see a return to the normal kind of talent contest where contestants are not shamed or embarrassed, deluded as they may be.
Producers have been the subject of many discussions on Chordie in the past, how they use and then throw away kids who's dreams of becoming pop stars are the main focus of their lives...
As Nik Kershaw once said "Disposable Mankind"
It's the poor that have the numbers, but it's the rich that have the power...and with money you can buy all the numbers you want...sick or what?
Phill
Hi Stransongs,
I like the depiction of the reaper in Bill and Ted.
I should have added...funny too! 
Thank you for sharing such a heart warming little poem with us. I have nine grandchildren now, 3 years to 15 years, and they all seem more intelligent than I was at that age...probably smarter than I am now, come to that.
Encourage and nurture...they're not young for long.
Phill
i've got to add a little ps here, as i've said my youngest granddaughter is 3...well i have another who is just 6 months old...sorry Brooke [that's her name] it's old age creeping up
my god are all you irish so deep and intense?
this is so poetic and easy reading, i found once i started i had to finnish it, [that doesnt always happen, but dont tell anyone]
it's the great unspoken subject, that's been spoken about a lot in the last week, luckily [for us] the usher didnt take you with him.
great one
phill
thanks guys,
selso,
i wish i could play piano properly, it's an instrument i love, and just a note here, i normally write a song, then record it straight away, but this time after writing the song, i played it over and over, and it changed so much, eg; where the Gm7 is now was C7. i debated on writing another verse, then decided against it as [1] the song seemed complete. [2] it already runs for over 3 minutes and [3] i couldn't think of anything else to say!
and thank you on behalf of the principality of wales for educating others where national boundaries are concerned.
roger,
oh well if you insist....psssssst, glug, glug, glug...ah! that's better. funnily enough, i dont feel so depressed now...three times?...it must be a hit then?
hi canukey kenny
oh well if you insist.....psssssst, glug, glug, glug...dash berrra!
you guys are trying your best to get me in the good books with ann, she thinks i'm spending too mush time on-line! and drinking...well it's better than spending all my time down the pub? did i just say that?
thanks again
phill
your not getting older, your just thinking more
i think that quote should go down in the annals of top quotes, along with churchill's; "your drunk sir"
" and your ugly, maddam. but at least i'll be sober in the morning!"
wow daddy, this sounds like an angry song to me? it also sounds like your on HSE? i've done health and safety myself for about 10 years while i was a shop steward, and i loved every minute, what a lot of people dont realise is that they must ensure safety and make sure that the business can keep going at the same time, all a question of balance.
keep rocking
phill
hi dfoskey, makes you feel sorry for those townies....not!
phill
I hope you all like this one it's up on my-space [click the link on the left] I know it's a depressing subject, but that's how I feel at the moment...but it'll pass. Funnily enough I wrote another song shortly after this one and a poem, which were not depressing [I dont think?] the poem is "Song of nature" and the other song is called "Bubba McDougal" [A C/W] watch this space...
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