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(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Phill Ive seen those annoying people in the pub lyric checking the entertainment. I say why sing the original lyrics when you can make the song your own if it was  good enough for Joe Cocker it is good enough for everyone else.
Here in pubs bars and restaurants we have cameras everywhere. My  mate who works in that industry tells  they come in handy checking out those who are trying to cheat using smartphone in pub quizzes.

I hope Wales this Sunday wins against France their  next game at the World Cup.
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I would like Japan to beat South Africa in their next game. Japan standard of play has caught many by suprise.     

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(6 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Phill,  Excellent lyrics. I look forward to hearing you play this song.  One of my nieces calls me “ The Over The Hill Kid”. The past few years have made me realise how Im not bullet proof.  Two years ago my once good  health changed and I had to get use to doctors medication hospitals and so on being a big part of my life.. As Grah has pointed out  we are never to old to sing and  play rock n roll. You still got it Phill rock on brother.     

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(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Jim    Cheers I love the idea of the All Blacks doing a haka then smashing their phones at the end of it.

Grah I think it  would be a cool video  a bunch of solid looking guys chained to their cellphones singing like they use to sing in chain gangs or in the style of an old black spiritual my song.

Phill  Thank you for your encouragement.  I have that also  around here, family engaged on their smartphones more then each other. Im notorious for being grumpy if they spend too much time on the web so people  to keep me happy tend to be more aware about using their smartphones around me. I see it alot when I am out people who are  more engaged with their smartphones instead of each other.  One thing I do like if we are out and we don’t know something people can google the answer.

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(9 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I couldnt come up with any guitar or piano for this so I did it as a very rough acappella like we use to sing in Fijian church when I was a kid or at partys.I don't have a great voice but I hope it gives a rough idea of how it could sound if done properly. I had a snare drum and high hat handy I added a bit of that only just to add a bit  to the mix. Most probably I have read too much George Orwell,when I was younger. I can’t help but wonder how big a step would it be to plant the small chip that make smartphones work into your head or hand.  Im not sure if I would count anything out like that in the future giving some sort of big brother a control over people.  Making us all part of the World Wide Web  apparently is all part of  how smart devices work. So this is part of where this song comes from. When I am out and about I see people who are addicted to their smartphones living a big part of their life online.
https://soundcloud.com/eatleville/is-the-web-my-life


Is The Web My Life 

Is the the web my life  no no
Is the the web my life  no no
Is the the web my life  no no

My life is out there and here and with my friends and people.
Yeah with my friends and people.
With my friends and people.
Hey I am saying this with a smile because I am reaching out to you.
It is good to know your out there and I love you too.

But is the web my life no no.
Is the the web my life  no no
Is the the web my life  no

But Im glad that you are there and Im glad that Im here.
And Im saying it with a smile on my face.
I love you all I do.
I love you all I do.

Is the web my life no no.
Is the  web my life no no.
Is the web my life no no.
There is more to life then that.
Hey I love my family  "Hallelujah"
I love my friends    "Hallelujah"
I love all that is going on.
I love everything.


Oh is the web my life  no no.
Is the web my life no no.
Is the web my life no no.
It aint my life.
Yeah.

Hey I am saying this with a smile because I am reaching out to you.
It is good to know your out there and I love you too.

But is the web my life no no.
Is the the web my life  no no
Is the the web my life  no

But Im glad that you are there and Im glad that Im here.
And Im saying it with a smile on my face.
I love you all.
I love you all I do.
I love you all I do.
I love you all I do.

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(7 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Beamer I look forward to hearing your song . I am sure many can relate your lyrics.     

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(8 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Grah your  song works perfect, Rocks along nice , funny an excellent production.     

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(311 replies, posted in Bands and artists)

CG I am not sure if Papa Chubby goes to the gym he sure does a good workout on his guitar and vocals good one.     

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(8 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

CG Wow I never expected a girl that young to move and sound like that.     

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(3 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

Excellent CG you do a wonderful job of bringing the blues to chordie. Thank you I enjoy looking at the artists you put up.     

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(5 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I don't know much about music. I have always thought if it sounds like a song and you have made that sound with all that goes with it  you must be a song writer. The debate will always be is it good or bad we all have differant tastes.

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(6 replies, posted in Poems)

Iechyd da Phill if I ever make it back to your part of the world I will definitely have a beer at your local with you. 
Here is a Willie Nelson quote I like “There are more old drunks than there are old doctors.”
kia ora ( good health to you)
Your friend Pete

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(3 replies, posted in My local band and me)

Beamer I  like the good rhythmic way you play that. All you need now is to get a vocalist to join you.     

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(6 replies, posted in Poems)

Cheers Phill, getting a bit of stick is all part of the  path over a pint or two with mates. It would be great to have a bevy with you. I am pleased my words resonate I am never sure if Kiwi situations travel well. You are right pace is important when reading poetry or stories. I struggle with getting that right when I read aloud.

Jim,  you are right time changes many things including perspectives and meanings.... doesn't mean that they didn't have value ---- then or now. I appreciate your wise encouragement.

Beamer,  cheers I love reading your words on chordie, they paint pictures that cut to the heart of things. I appreciate your encouragement.

Writing in all forms can be a difficult Journey.Sometimes it can be something magical.
Doesn’t matter if it is good or bad it is a good way to make an experience or thought have a space. I love the way people on chordie are not disinterested observers but are players in the game of self expression. Some people outside of what we do, who are not keen to have a go at what we do can become dismissive of what we do. I love writting  differant ideas down while inhabiting them with my head. It started in my childhood this love and passion for myth and folklore plus life stories.  I find the power and rhythm of a person with a distinctive voice who can read poetry and story magical. Sometimes those that dont have that skill have a way of destroying what would sound good done by someone else. Hopefully I have managed to magnify a moment without making it seem more than what it was. I was writing more about a brief moment where my mind was making a mountain out of a mole hill. My poem was more about my sensitivity rather then about the person reading my words who lacked an ability to put a rhythm and pace into my words that worked. After I got passed my annoyance I laughed at myself.  A while back I saw  Willie Nelson being interviewed and the reporter asked him what is it like hearing your song come on your radio. He said  something along the lines of, “if I hear my song come on the radio I will turn the radio off. Now that doesnt mean I dont like making music I love making music it just means I just don’t like hearing myself on the radio.” I got what Willie was saying it made sense.  For me It is a bit like that also , I dont always enjoy listening to or reading my stuff but it doesnt mean I don’t enjoy doing it. Sometimes there is a right  time and place for everything. Unfortunately that bloke reading my stuff wasn’t at the right time or place and it really got on my nerves. Sorry Im ranting better stop here.  I really appreciate the feedback on here it means alot to me.
Thank you
Pete

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(19 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

Rick your input into chordie I have enjoyed immensely. I am going to miss your posts they have helped enrich my life. I am praying and hoping you can return in the future,
Noho ora mai (all the best to you)
Pete

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(13 replies, posted in Songwriting)

ctech I reckon three stars is still more than 50%  better then being under 50%. Fading Away is a good song.     

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(6 replies, posted in Poems)

I havent thought much about music or poetry for a while. Had other things taking up my time. I haven’t dropped into chordie for a while as  I haven’t  had much to share with you on this good site  Here is a poem written in my unconventional way. I hope it works. Stories shape our understanding of ourselves and our world.There is a universality and importance of story ,poetry and song in all cultures. I guess that is why some of us try to write poetry and songs. Sometimes I look back on my old stuff and think what was I thinking and man that didn’t stand the test of time. This is a sort of none rhyming poem about a group of guys I meet most Sunday afternoon’s for a beer and chat. In a comic rush of blood to his head, one of these guys decided to read out loud some old poems off mine off his smartphone it was so bad it made me want to vanish from sight. I laugh now  at my feeling of self-consciousness, shame and awkwardness in that moment which is unusual for me as  normally I feel confident in myself.  I started writing this Sunday night about that awkward moment when I got home  and decided to finish it of now as it is a wet Tuesday evening  outside here.

                   Black Bog Juice.
Differant shades of liquid brown at a pub table.
The white lines around the inside of each pint glass receding throth no longer at high tide.
Young waiting staff smiling while flitting around with trays of drink and food.
Us old men sitting on high stools  enjoying life.
Friendily bar tenders many in their prime just out of high school.
Young fast guns ready to sell  another fresh  glass of drink  or some food.
We good old Kiwi blokes sitting at a high table near the pokie room..
We shun the romantic lower to the floor style of table and chairs mostly used by families and lovers.
Floating past us air filled with the the hum of voices from other parts of the bar.
Rugby and some other sports on the television screens around the walls with sound turned of.
Teletext turned on in place of sound
Some  patrons mourning a loss other celebrating a win of their team.
This our regular Sunday school is our little parliament of the people
Chatter turns to reminiscing about old cowboy heros on tv and in the movies.
The music of Howlin Wolf just audible now coming out of the sound system causing my foot to tap.
Men might not be able to multi task but we  sure can multi listen
Minds in unison on one subject at a time each voice presenting differant ideas,and outlooks.
Changing into another gear our thoughts move to things written by bards, story  tellers,verse makers, music composers.
The oral historian in the group glances at words on his modern smart device
Looking at his machine with strained eyes, he starts reading the black bog juice that is  my poetry.
The words that he is  trudging through making no sense, just a raincloud hanging over me.
A past sin returned to haunt me.
A seed of an old ideas sown into the  topsoil on my head.
Those  temporary weeds that once flourished.
Not the beautiful flowers I was hoping for.
Over amber nector.
Those little goldern nuggets retrieved from the past.
No longer sparkle like diamonds.
All that remains is bits of rusted words.
A narrative born out of experience.
No longer relevant just a past attempt at romanticism.
Once where  there was a surge of excitement is unfertile soil.
Originally those words were meant  to  paint a picture that reflected the truth of my life and put some  light on what I wanted everyone to see.
Words that came from when I was struggling to say something rather  than struggling to be noticed.
Now I feel like a beaten  chess player who thought he had the game won..
Hearing my words from another time coming from the other side of the table makes me miss a  good move.
Bang out of the blue he hits with a checkmate I can’t escape.
Obvious as daylight in the shadow of this bar we hear with  pain  my old written words.
Our bar room narrator making them no longer  of any relevance to me.

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(11 replies, posted in Poems)

Beamer I like those words you got a good talent. I don't know about comics watching an episode  American Pickers they mentioned some crazy high prices collectors pay for old comics. I like the idea of super heros looking at your Azreal link he is gone from evil to good interesting.     

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(311 replies, posted in Bands and artists)

CG your doing an excellent job of bringing the Blues to Chordie keep up the good work.     

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(311 replies, posted in Bands and artists)

Cheers CG this is a song of Chris Smither  attached below that I like  "Leave the Light On" .                .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GIKCzn6Udmc

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(9 replies, posted in Poems)

Beamer I can feel that pain of the question why would a person take their own life and leave all those unanswered questions behind. Sadly in my extended family a few have gone down that road. Beautifully written I can feel that bond with a person who is not a blood relation but still very much  family.

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(15 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I like the playing and production on that one Russell. I agree with Jim it would be great to see the lyrics for Dagger on here  please if possible.
Thank you,
Pete     

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(3 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Grah your song takes me back to days when the barber shop very rarely saw my head. It was a place of punishment for me. Nowdays a barber has little clumps of grey growth to cut on the top of my head,  I like your Barber Shop Blues takes me back to a bad haircut I had done  when I was best man at a wedding. Older people telling me it looked great made me feel worse it felt like i had sold my soul to the Devil. I was spotted on the way to the wedding dressed in a suit with short hair people who didn't know I was of to a wedding thought I was of to court for a meeting with a judge.  Excellent a great Blues number I would love to hear you play it.

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(8 replies, posted in Poems)

Beamer your artistry and skill with words make this poem outstanding. Every stanza  perfect.     

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(474 replies, posted in Bands and artists)

It is a wet overcast Thursday  here and Marcin Patrzalek  playing blows me away  putting some sunshine into my end of the day. Excellent choice TF

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(3 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Jim, your song  resonates with me about needing that special someone to love. . For me it  makes me think of a younger me before I got together with my dear wife Maree . We  are coming up to in a few weeks time to 38years of marriage. When I was younger I was  one to let my soul roam free and wild. I use to  have trouble committing to jobs, to study, to women, There were times I would  settle down into something, then suddenly something inside of me would  itch making me want to change and move on. Normality and routine back then often made me depressed. The craving for freedom and adventure and wildness  would kick in and I would take of. It was both a blessing and a curse. Then in my mid to late twenties  my heart and soul got tired of being so damn unpredictable I wanted stability. I also realised I hadn’t been very  good to those girlfriends I had up until then with my lack of commitment. I changed as a person and became that person in your song looking for someone to make life right. Eventually I got there.
You have written another excellent song Jim.
Cheers
Pete