Take Care Of You

New song under construction. I have the various parts of the music worked out, and hopefully most of the lyrics. I still must marry the two and so things may change.

She says "I'm looking for a Rainbow,
this world ain't working out so well.
I thought I found my reason,
that man can go straight to hell."

She says she needs my shoulder,
no one can bring her back like I do.
I make sure to bring the ice cream,
and enough chocolate to get her through,

She put her faith in stars that fall,
and her money down
wishing wells,
and that didn't work at all.

You keep on wishing,
and keep on missing,
the love standing right in front of you,
and I'll keep on looking for,
the pieces broken
from your lonely heart until you do,
I'll always,
take care of you.


Well we watch cartoon movies
until the sun turns new,
and we laugh a little and
she cries a little too.
"why do all my fairy tale beginnings
turn into tragic endings,
thank god, thank god, thank god,
I've still got you."

She put her faith in the stars that fall,
and her money down,
the wishing wells,
but that didn't work at all.

You keep on wishing
and keep on missing
the love standing right in front of you,
and I'll keep on picking up the
pieces broken
from your lonely heart
until you do.
I'll always,
take care of you.

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3818080

New Song Up

Takes You Over is a song I wrote with Mark Stein in November of 2008. It's his song, I helped with the lyrics all the rest is him. You can find the lyrics and such in my archives. I think the post was titled Collaboration. I really like this song, Mark did a fantastic job with presentation. Give a listen, I think you'll like it.

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3597786

Annies Quilt Shop

So another magical face book story. And old friend from a past life found me on facebook. Apparently she has followed her passions and has her own quilt shop up in Avon MN. She has found a way with her husband Mopar to bring some of the best musical talent in the world to small intimate shows at her place. She also hosts a music revue of local talent twice a year when we change our clocks. She calls it the Lost Hour Revue. I had the pleasure of attending last weekend and hope to be there for the next show and hopefully some inbetween. I was so impressed I decided to write a song about it, and here it is.

Annies

The week gets long
I think it's lost it's end
One days done and
the morning comes again,
I think
the blues are closing in.
Oh Annie,
I'm goinna need your help again.

The world is heavy
'til you walk through her door
If I can get there
I can take a little more
I think
the blues are closing in
oh Annie
I'm goinna need your help again.

Come down to Annies
where the music never ends
Bring your guitar
and you'll never run out of friends.

Come down to Annies
where the music never ends
Bring your guitar
and you'll never run out of friends

Just a drive
up highway 94
head to Cloud town,
then just a little more
Annies
goinna chase them blues away
Sweet Annie
is goinna find me another day.

Come down to Annies....

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3592449

A St. Patty's day Update.

I'm not feeling very Irish today. Just not feeling it. No green, no beer, no green beer.

So it's been a while since I posted anything other than lyrics. But I've been busy. The job thingy takes a little more time and since I bought the recorder I've been pretty much non stop writing and playing.

The bill paying time sucking endeavor (job) is going well. It's still a temp job but hopefully that will change. I like it and it fits. The one thing that's always interesting about jobs is how many unnecessary games get played. I think probably since it's the only thing going on for most people they need to make it interesting. Elevating inconsequential to panic and business as usual to panic and urgency. I've gotten pretty adept at not playing over the years. You have to endure a bit of peer pressure at first but eventually it all works out. The lesson is nobody can have power over you that you don't give them. It does piss them off a bit, but gradually they find different more receptive targets. I rather enjoy watching how people react to me when they push the buttons and they don't get the response they want. I like the persistent ones. Eventually I start making fun of them. That's probably not a good idea. The payoff of course is that soon the entire operation starts running through you as your the only calm grounded one in the group. Unless they decide to simply eat you.

Track coaching started on Monday. What a great week to start it on. Beautiful weather, no snow on the track, and no mush in the grass. I think the State School league finally after umpteen years figured out that spring sports shouldn't start in winter. They moved the start date back two weeks. I believe in three days we are easily a week ahead of schedule in training. I will be coaching the high jump again, of course what else would a short chubby guy coach right? I love it and I think am pretty good at it. I'm hoping I'll get a little more responsibility at coaching other stuff. At one point or another I've coached it all so I'm good with whatever they need me to do.

Writing. I'm having a blast with it. I'm slowly getting better at the recording process. It is really all about patience and balance. I'm slowly forcing myself to redo things which are clearly not good enough and finding ways to balance a song so that they still work even if the bass doesn't make it out the little teeny computer speakers most people listen on. It really does put me at a disadvantage. I'm a bass player and I think I come up with some pretty spot on bass lines but you can't even hear what I'm doing unless you've got decent speakers. With my voice I need mid to low range behind me or it gets all nakey. It's just not pretty enough for that. One unfortunate outcome is that I lose so much time in the process I can't write as much as I'd like, but the flip side is that it makes it more interesting so that I keep on doing it.

Originally I went on reverb nation just for hosting so that my people who read my lyrics on my blog might have an idea of what the song might sound like. I really wasn't thinking many people would be listening to it. But listen they are. And so the recording process has become more important, I can't count on strangers to have a critical ear and listen to the writing rather than the performance. And so in order to grow my audience i need to think about that. Plus really the more I do it, the less tedious it becomes. Soon it won't be more than a few hours to represent the writing decently instead of the days it takes now.

There is really nothing else happening. The book thing is kind of on hold as I'm immersed in the writing and now track season, but I know once track season starts winding down, and garage sale season starts the fever to accumulate will attack.

That brings up another thing. Last year was all about reconnecting to my passions. This year is about stepping those things up in a meaningful way. Balance will have to come into play. I've envisioned seasons. Different parts of the year having a different focus. It seems to suit my shifting interests. We'll see how that all goes. It might just be there is not enough time for everything and something goes. Who knows.

Later.

Good Times are Gone - An Acoustic Blog Sneak Peek.

So I wrote this song last night and thought I better record it since I work this weekend and am prone to forgetting songs if more than ten minutes passes. So I put down the acoustic track and vocals. It is an acoustic song and so is deserving of an acoustic track, but I will probably do it up with drums, bass, and a lead line of some kind at some point. So this will be another unannounced Acoustic Blog Exclusive.

This song is simply an economic tragedy. More social commentary than heart break. I hope you like it.

Good Times Are Gone


All that's left to say is I'm sorry.
I don't know how things got so wrong.
Everything we worked so hard for
didn't stay too long,
I guess the good times are gone.

And now you're saying that you're leaving
and that there's nothing left for you here.
I remember when love is all we'd ever need,
I guess the good times are gone.

Now there's not much left to believe in,
But I'm still searching for a way,
and the truth is hard to find
I'm running out of time
I guess the good times are gone.

I guess we made a bit of money,
yeah, we had some pretty things.
All that wasted time,
all those things didn't last too long.
I guess the good times are gone.

We built our lives around money
and we forgot about the love.

so now you're telling me you're leaving.
And that there's nothing left for you here.
I remember when love is all we'd need.
I guess the good times are gone.

Now there's not much to believe in,
but I'm searching for a way,
the truth is hard to find
and I'm running out of time.
I guess the good times are gone.

Acoustic Version

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3491769

Full Reverb Nation Version

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3561091

Blog Exclusive

In honor of renaming my blog, "Life with a Leaking Schnoodle and his Acoustic Blog", I have recorded one of my songs meant to be only known to the folks who wander through this blog site.

Rain is a song I wrote at the end of December. It was meant to capture the sense of loss you feel as you age and realize there are certain things you will never do again or experience in the same way as in your youth. The final cut did omit the final stanza which is probably the best part of the song, but it was unnecessary in the end and now I can use it for another song.

I will not be announcing this release to anyone, it can only be found. Call it an experiment. I think you'll like it. I used my cheater track for the vocals and rhythm guitar. In the end it was more authentic than a retrack would have been and captured the spirit of this release being as raw and sleepy as it was. I hope you enjoy it.

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_3457261