I did this song for my family and friends. I posted it on a site named Metafilter.
Its got alot of good artists on the site. It's nice they post comments about your work. People where saying it sounded good in a Muppets way and meaning in a good way also. So this guy outa no where emails me asking if he could do a Muppet to my song and post it? I of course said "Yes". This is his Muppet to my voice and I play all the other parts except drums which is my Cuz Jay is hitting the sticks. I tracked this for my Christmas Cd for my cards and family. This is a Bonus. I give Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas Muppet Style. Too Cool!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Some Closure's
Hmmm...life itself? What is life? It's a on going series of moments. Time is a big part life and no part at all. How can there be a future without a past? In (My) lifetime Ive had many up and downs.
Emotion has always been a big part of my life. Whether happy or sad either has been taken to the extreme. Ive laughed harder then others and cried more than some.
Ive loved many things and have had my heart ripped from love's grip. Reaching a closure is a milestone. A very hard milestone to reach. For time plays a major factor in closure.
Now, What is Closure? Does a thing like this really even exist? Good questions both of them. Closure is a piece of time that weighs on your very being. Time plays a heavy role in closure. Closure is just that a closing of time. To answer does it exist. Yes I think yes.
Again I have reached two very important closure's in my life. Timing was the key. These events of closure were closed long before in this on going series of moments. I just had to wait for myself to catch up to these events in time. One was a Debt and one was a relationship. I know for sure the debt is paid off. I know now for sure the relationship is over. The weight has been lifted. I want to stay positive.
Off subject. I feel a need to travel. I'm sending out thoughts of world travel.
I was born in Japan. My Mother told me my birth story. While in Japan I became a life. My moments started ticking. I was born in Oct 1960 I am now 49. To get back to the birth story. I was born in a very rural part of Japan. It was a long Bumpy dirt road to Hospital. I think that has something to do with who I am now. Even moments before birth add up. I recently attended a party. There were two people there from Japan. They were both Oct babies. Very nice people. They said that I needed to go back to that bumpy road and just listen to the sounds. They said it will fill in my soul to hear those noises and sights and the area has not changed that not over the years. I feel this need inside me to return. I have always felt different as american being born in Japan. So I am sending out thoughts of world travel.
Back to closure. Before because of my debt I could not obtain a passport. Now that I have closure I can. Life is full of openings and closings. I'm happy for what Ive achieved thus far in my life. There are so many things I love and that love me back.
So I still have relationships. I'm happy to have written my post before this and still be on path. I will end by saying closure is just another opening in these moments of life and time.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Strange and Wonderful things are Happening Again
My Life at this point is taking wonderful turns.
It was not so long ago I was a lost soul.
I will be the first to admit that I am No angel.
The Lord works through me as I am his tool.
I will start with a quick story...
My friend like many other people is going through a ruff time.
He got evicted after 16 years of residing in Depot Town Ypsilanti.
I have been trying my hardest to keep him a float and help him as much as I can.
He came over on Monday and needed to talk and make a plan for his exit to his new life. I helped arrange a U-haul and get people to move him along with myself.
As he sat there I could see the stress on his face and feel his emotion in my soul.
He was confused looking for phone numbers in his wallet.
It was at that time that I noticed he could not read the writing on the the paper.
I myself need and use reading glasses and I had just received my new glasses from the VA hospital as my eyes get worse every year. So I offered him one of my old pairs and he accepted the kindness. He remarked that the glasses made a world of difference.
I was happy I could do something to lift his spirits. I myself have been waiting for a Beatles Anthology book I won on eBay for a very good price.
Next day
I go to my mailbox to see if the book had come. Open The mail box and to my surprise
there is a new pair of glasses (return to sender) with my address and name as the sender and they are my prespricption. I sent no glasses to anyone. Im still puzzled as to where they came from and who sent them. I know in my heart where they came from. So I will leave it at that. I came back into my apt and sent a email to the person I won the book bid from. Telling him I hadn't received the book yet. The moment I pushed send there was a knock at my door. Its was the mailman with the book.
I accepted it and said "Thank You". I closed the door, turned around and saw a email pop up on my computer. Its was the book sender with this simple message "It should be there very soon". My mind was blown by the timing and the new glasses are better than the new ones I received a month earlier. I enjoyed the book that much more.
These same kinds of things happened to me in my manic state.
My cards are stacked in my favor as he uses me like a puppet.
I am truly blessed to be where I am in life and hold no regrets.
He is also healing old wounds from my past.
These are wounds that are very personal and deep so I wont discuss them in
this type of forum. Although I'm not afraid to share them in the right setting.
For now I will myself to him as he has more control over me than I can ever have.
In God I trust.
I will say it again.
God is Good.
Love is God.
God is God.
The Lord is everything.
We are all just renters of his kingdom.
It was not so long ago I was a lost soul.
I will be the first to admit that I am No angel.
The Lord works through me as I am his tool.
I will start with a quick story...
My friend like many other people is going through a ruff time.
He got evicted after 16 years of residing in Depot Town Ypsilanti.
I have been trying my hardest to keep him a float and help him as much as I can.
He came over on Monday and needed to talk and make a plan for his exit to his new life. I helped arrange a U-haul and get people to move him along with myself.
As he sat there I could see the stress on his face and feel his emotion in my soul.
He was confused looking for phone numbers in his wallet.
It was at that time that I noticed he could not read the writing on the the paper.
I myself need and use reading glasses and I had just received my new glasses from the VA hospital as my eyes get worse every year. So I offered him one of my old pairs and he accepted the kindness. He remarked that the glasses made a world of difference.
I was happy I could do something to lift his spirits. I myself have been waiting for a Beatles Anthology book I won on eBay for a very good price.
Next day
I go to my mailbox to see if the book had come. Open The mail box and to my surprise
there is a new pair of glasses (return to sender) with my address and name as the sender and they are my prespricption. I sent no glasses to anyone. Im still puzzled as to where they came from and who sent them. I know in my heart where they came from. So I will leave it at that. I came back into my apt and sent a email to the person I won the book bid from. Telling him I hadn't received the book yet. The moment I pushed send there was a knock at my door. Its was the mailman with the book.
I accepted it and said "Thank You". I closed the door, turned around and saw a email pop up on my computer. Its was the book sender with this simple message "It should be there very soon". My mind was blown by the timing and the new glasses are better than the new ones I received a month earlier. I enjoyed the book that much more.
These same kinds of things happened to me in my manic state.
My cards are stacked in my favor as he uses me like a puppet.
I am truly blessed to be where I am in life and hold no regrets.
He is also healing old wounds from my past.
These are wounds that are very personal and deep so I wont discuss them in
this type of forum. Although I'm not afraid to share them in the right setting.
For now I will myself to him as he has more control over me than I can ever have.
In God I trust.
I will say it again.
God is Good.
Love is God.
God is God.
The Lord is everything.
We are all just renters of his kingdom.
Saturday, June 06, 2009
Hearts Like Mine...This is a Billy Bob Thornton And The Boxmasters tune
Monday, March 09, 2009
Just being Boring
Just another thing from the past.
This song was in Ferris Bueller's Day off.
In the museum scene.
Just a love for the song
So I thought Id post it here.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Levis
I used to love this commercial
Did you also know That
Levis spells Elvis-Evils And Lives
Groovy Stuff
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Life
This is alittle picture to music I did
Some of the images are from my family life
I wrote this song and recorded myself
when I had cancer I did this for my friends and family
just in case
The words to this song were a one take straight through
I had no words except what came from my mouth at the moment
one study flow only later I did some over dubbing
This was meant more for my kids than anyone
Now is a different time
Perhaps the hour of change has arrived
now thru images and music the words take on
even more meaning
I put this together the nite before
The Election
Hope
There is still time
Change
its reachable
We all must try and strive as a people
All meaning everyone no one left behind
Now
Is when it has to happen
Love
Its not just a word
GOD
is LOVE
Memory
There was a women I knew
A memory of a women
forever fading away
there was a time when
I loved Her more than Myself
was she ever really even here
or was it just my mind playing
another devious illusion in
this crazy theater of time
this absencent thought eludes
her essence her words no longer
have meaning Just a distant Memory
A memory of a women
forever fading away
there was a time when
I loved Her more than Myself
was she ever really even here
or was it just my mind playing
another devious illusion in
this crazy theater of time
this absencent thought eludes
her essence her words no longer
have meaning Just a distant Memory
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