Memoirs in a Song...
Stories, Stones and Bones is a name given to me in a dream some 10+ years ago. I used the title for my first book of lyrics when I sent it to be copywritten... This blog is a compendium of my book of lyrics, from 1996 to present.
The name holds a sense of ancient wisdom, which I hope begins to seep thru my songs: What are the stories the earth tells, that are written on our ancestral bones? What is the deeper pool of knowledge that we can drink from as we birth ourselves into creative evolutionary beings? Where are our roots? What is the journey we have taken, personally and collectively?...
And so begins the story, woven in song, as fallen through the lyrics of my music...
More lyrics will be coming soon (I've written well over 100 songs!)... In the meantime, I hope you enjoy!
[Please note that you will want to read from bottom to top (in reverse). The "archive by date" list on the lefthand side will help your journey - which begins in March of 1996, when the first song flew out of my lips... You can also search by THEMES: the songs which I like a lot or are in current performance rotation are in the theme of *favorites*]
Following in what seemed to be the theme of the year - upbeat and funky and inspirational... Though I never really performed any of these pieces, they were good medicine for my soul...
For awhile I thought these little ditties would be perfect mixed with some good house or techno music. From 1992-1996ish I was deep in the rave scene - all night shamanic techno dance. It only seemed natural. That was the venue where the dance poured through me, and I attribute it also to helping free the energy that eventually unleashed my voice. Little did I know, the hippi world was about to absorb me into its more earthy vibe...
Revolution!
Talkin’ bout a revolution
I ain’t talkin’ bout no guns
I ain’t talkin’ bout no fightin’
I ain’t talkin’ bout no war
(Had enough of brothers dyin’
Had enough of sisters cryin’)
Talkin’ bout a revolution
Talkin’ bout an evolution of the mind
Ain’t no use talkin’ bout it sister
What ya doin’? What ya thinkin’?
Ain’t no use talkin’ bout it brother
Whatcha givin’? Whatcha takin’?
Talkin’ bout, whatcha doin’ talkin’ bout. . .
...
© May 1997, Boulder, CO
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