Category Archives: Recordings
SongwritingCircle.com Podcast: Episode 1 is live!
Well, it’s the first episode, so I’m excited and terrified all in one. But whatever, the idea is to promote songwriting as an art form, as a way to balance life and as a way to add more art into your life and the life of those around you. And hey, we may even end up with some great songs!
In this episode, my goal is to introduce the podcast, and to encourage you / inspire you to write songs.
Episodes to come will feature taking songs apart verse by verse to see what we can learn from them, and also interviews with songwriters about their process and what they learnt.
I hope you’ll find this useful, and that it will inspire you to write songs! Let’s keep the dialog going. I want to learn and hear from you!
Calvin Russell: Crossroads (acoustic cover)
An acoustic cover of Calvin Russell’s Crossroads.
Just learned today that Calvin passed away back in April. I met Calvin some 20+ years ago at a concert. He graciously jammed with me after a show on a couple of old Gibson acoustic guitars. We did some of his songs, and we did covers of other Texas songwriters’ tunes.
Calvin was a fine man parading as a tough hombre. And in many ways, he was that tough hombre as well. But he took the time that night to be kind to a young fan from France, to share songs and conversations about guitars, whiskey and women.
I saw Calvin many more times play live after that, and a friendship developed, one that goes uncultivated for a while but remains simple and true.
You will be missed, my friend. Be well wherever you are.
Original song: … There when I said it
This song idea came when the opening line came to me:
I know this girl who never smiled
I guess her skin was on too tight
Real Love – original song
Sure it’s real love… in a demented way! Now that was a fun – and silly – song to write. Written & recorded on a Lanikai CK-B koa baritone ukulele 🙂
Show me the way
To make you wanna stay
I live for the day
You no longer want to get away
But until then I’ll keep you here
All tied up in the basement… my dear
Show me the love
So you can live one floor above
These latex gloves
Are not what my dreams are made of
But until then I’ll keep you here
All tied up in the basement… my dear
I’m your creepy lover guy
You know you’ll love me till you die
I see it in your big black eye
So come on baby won’t you try?
