not on myspace yet daddy? like the words they make a me laff

i get the same probs with chopro, no matter what i do i still get it wrong.

keep rockin' young man

phill

hi jeff,
bet she gave you a right hook after reading that?
it's the sort of thing i do and that's my reward, no only joking! lovely song wheres the recording? i tried your page... i played it sort of chuga chuga, which i liked how do you play it?

another goodie keep em coming

phill

great start, sounds like your 5year old has a future too!

phill

as good as it gets, i've got a long memory too, yes i seem to recall those hormone things, my wife soon cured me of that...ha ha ha

nice one, have you recorded it? dont have time to listen now, i'll try the weekend

phill

hi there maclaren,

having read through your song i honestly did feel uplifted, i guess we've all seen the x files and all those other conspiracy films that come from over the pond, and we brits just dont know what goes on over yonder, and mabe it also goes on here.

my take on "our lady" was of soldiers returning from war, broken and despondent, wondering why the hell have so many of their comrades died and who might profit from their efforts? probably gazing up at the statue of liberty, as they had done on the outward journey, maybe as helena said, thinking of leaving the states and finding somewhere a little quieter like the emerald isle?

i hope i've read it right, but as i have said before, a true song paints pictures in the mind of the beholder, and each beholder sees his own picture. to me this is one of the greats.

if it is a personal story, i hope you find the peace you seek [we all seek]

phill

HI DADDY, SORRY I'VE BEEN OFF DOING SOMETHING ELSE FOR THE LAST WEEK AND HAVEN'T HAD A CHANCE TO CATCH UP PROPERLY.

BACK TO THE WEST EH? I CAN ALMOST HEAR PINKY AND PERKY SINGING THIS

YIPPYKIAYH

PHILL

hi daddy,

i know i'm a little angel [lol] but i've never smoked, i've been playing pubs and clubs for 30 years now, so i guess i'm a top candidate for passive smoking!
strange thing is, since the indoor smoking ban came in last year, i've had more throat and chest problems than i ever had before, even though it's so good to be able to take in a good deep breath  every now and then as required!

dont let those weed maggots get you

phill

ooh how i remember mr wakeman, feel ever so humble just writing his name!

no i've put the park project to one side for a moment, i'm doing a work related course which doesnt leave me a lot of time so i just pop on here for a quick shoofty when i get a minute.
this blinking cold has returned [i'm being polite] i'm coughing and spluttering all over, might have to cancel saturdays gig, shame home turf too.

anyway must go guinivere awaits

phill

gnomefry asked "where did you come up with the title"? the broken bones bit, comes in the first verse, and i think bootlegger is Helena's friend. whoever it is, i interpreted this person as an angel of sorts, maybe a nun?
anyway, i would probably have called it "the gift" or "the gift to live without" but it's Helena's song and her choice to call it "broken bones" and i would not change that for the world.

once again Helena, the words sing just in the reading

phill