Life Coaching, Observations, Reflections, Things that make you go hmmmmm
Lyric
Your tears fall on the seed you planted
Your plan for the perfect man you wanted
Those words taking me for granted
Those words leaving me haunted
I keep talking and you don’t hear
I keep showing and you aren’t there
Where are you when it’s me that’s laid bare
Where are you when I need the love and care
And I’ve been calling, calling to say
Oh darlin, I’m not just for fawning
a pet in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I want to dance
but not in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I ‘m not going to stay
on display in your garden party
You made our plans without me
You made so many things hard to see
The times I begged you to listen and believe
The times you ignored me when I’d grieve
I tried everything to get through
I had to tell my heart it isn’t you
What happened isn’t some thing new
What happened is only one heart spoke true
And I’m still calling, still calling to say
Oh darlin, I’m not just for fawning
a pet in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I want to dance
but not in your garden party
Oh darlin’ I ‘m not going to stay
on display in your garden party
Oh darlin’ oh oh oh oh darlin’
I can’t stay
Darlin’ I had to say
I can’t stay
Oh darlin
I just can’t stay
G.R. Hambley ©
April 08, 2018
Lyric
We were young and oh so cool
Back when we were all fools
Feelin’ our way around
Always full of dissension
Lookin’ to cut the oppression
Trying to figure it all out
Everything going so fast
Wondered if some would last
Short days and shorter nights
And you know, oh you know, if you go
once bitten, you’ll never be the same
Parties on the Bluffs
No one ever playin’ tough
That hundred step drop
Fire by the water’s edge
A step out on the ledge
Going hope and a prayer
Walking hip to hip
Hoping for some lips
In to the rising moon
And you know, oh you know, when you go
once bitten, you’ll never be the same
Off in our own little place
Left the others to the case
The tenderness in caress
Those words so softly spoken
Promises not to be broken
Skipping stones and hearts
Waves lapping all around
Night winding its way down
Sailing on the first kiss
And you know, oh you know, that you fell
now bitten, you’ll never be sane
once bitten, never the same
G.R. Hambley ©
April 12, 2017
Lyric
Unseen she stepped inside
Know it’s her by the steps
She stares straight ahead
Her face kept firmly set
Padding past the tables
Moving straight on through
Glassy eyes somewhere far
Waiting her turn in Queue
Hear her talking at the till
Voice that completely engulfs
She’s lets out a little laugh
Sees me talking to myself
What’s got you lady blue
Where are you so far away
Won’t you sit for just a few
Coming back round again
Know she’s seeing everything
Always a table just for you
On her own with what’s disturbing
See her reflection in the glass
Does she know what they took
Lady blue where’s your spark
Had to see my wondering look
Leaving quietly like she came
There’s no smiles or waves
If I could tell you what I see
Only lonely as she leaves
What’s got you lady blue
Where are you so far away
Couldn’t you of sit for just a few
G.R. Hambley ©
April 04, 2017
An entire musical genre will be killed by Autonomous Cars and killin’s a crime! We must save the “Car Tunes”! The evil must be stopped. We simply cannot let the enough to frost you flakes win!
It hit me like a truck carrying 30,000 pounds of bananas. It took my breath away and turned me cold. Left me feeling fuzzy, distorted, like I was looking out of just one eye.
There is conspiracy to set loose this killer in our midst. We must come together and stop them. Stop them before there are none of us left who can even recognize that a dastardly deed was perpetrated!
Autonomous Cars; have you considered what is going to happen to “Car Tunes” and “Cruising”? There will be no more new “just gotta get me in my car and go” tunes. Aint nobody is going to know the pure pleasure of cruising metal so how the hell is anyone going to write new “Car Tunes”?
Reworking, “Row Your Boat” in to, “Roll Your Robot” just aint cutting it for me.
Those of us who love to drive must crush these bastards! Anyone that would do such a despicable thing, you just gotta question their parentage. Are the perpetrators inbred and so lacking in mental acuity they didn’t see it? Are they inherently evil?
Lets just leave it at “Bastard” as representing a file. It is more than fair to say these Bastards are rubbing me and not in a good way!
We should be be real clear about what we are and what we aren’t talking about. We are talking about enjoying driving. I love to just cruise sometimes. Tunes and road with time to think and sing is good for what ails you.
We know what happens when certain songs come on, that urge to pedal faster is compelling. We are not talking about going like a bat out of hell cuz you’re in a hurry. Cruisin, there aint no hurry, ever. If you’re in a hurry, you are not cruising. Simple stuff.
We aint talking about public displays show casing the mine is better and faster than yours set. We aren’t talking about behaviour that’s going to have you kissing your own or anyone’s life away either.
Cruising aint speeding and cruising aint racing. You know what they aren’t so don’t do it.
I’m not going to go through all the players with this. All are much the same so I’ll stick with the Michigan 3.
I see FORD recently gave 1Billion to A.I. research. Yes you American Heavy Metal Muscle fans, FORD is going to be putting Mustang Sally out in the ally, forever. No more ponies but there will be lots of pictures of peonies on the digital viewer during your moderated coastal transport.
Chevrolet, a couple million Killer BOLTS on the run by 2018. Fleets of them Bolts brought to you by dolts. Driverless Fleets, and a good time was had by a few, at bonus time.
So what did they kill? Good times for sure and jobs too. I’m not seeing where each vehicle would require a single operator like a tactical drone. The Bolt is, “an on-demand ride-sharing network application”. It doesn’t cruise, ever.
While I was tuning this baby up, “Good Friend” asked me, “If an autonomous car parks illegally who pays the fine?”. This does resolve a service issue as we will still need these people to crack down on those autonomous villains!
Chrysler, something called the “Portal”. Isn’t that a comforting cozy name? It sounds like space travel and makes me wonder if we’re closer to teleportation than we’re being told. Damn thing doesn’t have any pedals so you just know the vehicle is a mechanism for delivering the blasé.
Yes, “Life Is A Highway” and we can do without the “Rascal Flatts” way of doing it cuz it’s just damn wrong Mr Disney! Supporting Canadian Rock is no different than supporting American Heavy Metal!
On this highway of life, driving yourself is way up there on the pleasure curve. Even in adverse conditions, I’m good and in truth more comfortable having the wheel than being the passenger.
Car Tunes, lots of them! More than even I believed possible. I’ll warn you, some of them aren’t that good.
So if Autonomous Vehicles are the way of the future, will the “Car Tunes” be written by an A.I. with Auto-Tune? Can you imagine what those songs are going to sound like? Ew!
I suppose I can handle the words with things like “Beach Bound” and “Everyone’s Girl” but I’m going to need someone to write the dots cuz I just aint got the skill set.
Girls, you got the drive to drive too. The guys all know there are women that have exactly the same desire as men, the girls who love to go go GO CRUISIN’! Parking is different than cruisin’ which can lead to parking.
See if you road roaming Chickies can work with this…
Crop this baby blues top, give it a rag, eye candy in the shot gun seat and tell me you aren’t ready to be crusin’!?
Personally, I’m oh so good with the wind blown bewitching! No I won’t be wearing an Ascot!
One more thing girls, when you venture out, If it’s PCH* you be crusin’ on, do not, rocket launch an alligator lizard!
All kidding aside, I demand the autonomy to drive myself!
G.R. Hambley ©
March 27, 2017
*PCH – Pacific Coast Highway
For Your Cruise Listening Pleasure
30,000 Pounds Of Bananas – Harry Chapin
One Headlight – The Wallflowers (Jacob Dylan)
Radar Love – Golden Earring
Racing In The Street – Bruce Springsteen
Last Kiss – Pearl Jam
Good Friend had this to say about Pearl Jam’s cover when I said PJ’s cover is what I’m going to use and I agree with the analysis ; Pearl Jam’s version captures the mood better than the original, which was too cheerful for the content.
Mustang Sally – Wilson Pickett
Lovely Rita – The Beatles
Life Is A Highway – Tom Cochrane
Ventura Highway – America
Grace Kelly and Cary Grant – To Catch A Thief 1995 – Hitchcock
Lyric
Day dreaming out on the rocks
sun setting the lake ablaze
all but gone the hostage daze
letting down all the blocks
Seeing everything and nothing
heard the call in a lonely tune
made my way through to you
got me some lake side musing
Loving this quiet romance
clouds giving your faces frames
looking like it’s gonna rain
hoping it does so you’ll dance
~ Thinkin’ ‘bout desires ~
~ watching my baby walk ~
~ listening to my baby talk ~
~ lightin’ up all my fires ~
Music drifting across the water
a familiar two part fantasy
so far away from the disarray
beauty of the night getting closer
Clouds going from dry to cry
more than a small temptation
way beyond some infatuation
tears just to make you smile
Three part harmony on the dance floor
you, me, and the drops of rain
don’t know who was first to sing
love me…, love me……, make me yours
~ Thinkin’ ‘bout your fire ~
~ watching my baby walk ~
~ listening to my baby talk ~
~ lightin’ up all your desire ~
G.R. Hambley ©
March 25, 2017
Lyric
The times wearing me on down
no time for any little thing
Sprung from the trap you set
gonna take the fast road back
Minds been made up for days
not giving explanations
Packed for the morning run
stalking off down ninety-five
Lost and found, then on the run again
Lost and found, then given up on again
Lost and found, then lost again and again
Wondering how I’d let things go so far
why I hadn’t told you so sooner
Won’t ever regret calling your truth
washed your living lie off me
You said you gave all your heart
lie was that you gave it to me
Found your first love on my time
no denying the worst no one needs
Lost and found, then on the run again
Lost and found, then given up on again
Lost and found, then lost again and again
Turning the key brings freedoms sweet roar
highway companion on the ready road
Salt fresh air and a see nothing stare
throwing all your words to the wind
Looking for where hell met heaven
a day the sun kissed the moon
Miles clicking by at an alarming rate
one more hour and this heart can’t wait
Lost and found, hearts running again
Lost and found, hearts not giving up again
Lost and found, heart’s alive and loving again
G.R. Hambley ©
March 10, 2017
Under heaven, over hell
Love travels Dirty water
At Abbey Road, Crossroads
Grave dancers union
Secrets and sins
Appetite for destruction
Bridge of sighs
No end in sight
Odyssey and oracle
Words of the prophets
Guillotines and angel wings
Blood on the tracks
Smoke from a distant fire
Harden my heart
The rising, New beginning
Learning to live
G.R. Hambley © (many)
February 25, 2017
A couple weeks back me and “Good Friend” were chattering and Good Friend suggested I do a poem from the titles of songs. Somewhat daunting but not as much so as the thought I’d had about making poetry from lines of different songs. Those two scenarios are akin to asking me which, “Jelly Belly” is my favourite in the delivery truck heading to stock the Candy Store.
A couple days ago I had Spotify open on my “Songs” list page. The thought and urge to create poetry from Album Titles got me.
You read the poetry which is all “Album Titles”. Below is the list of Artists as they appear in, “Enigma”.
| Under heaven, over hell Love travels Dirty water At Abbey Road, Crossroads Grave dancers union Secrets and sins Appetite for destruction Bridge of sighs No end in sight Odyssey and oracle Words of the prophets Guillotines and angel wings Blood on the tracks Smoke from a distant fire Harden my heart The rising, New beginning Learning to live |
Streetheart Kathy Mattea & The Standells Manfred Mann & Ry Cooder Soul Asylum Luba Guns N Roses Robin Trower Foreigner The Zombies Kobra and the Lotus Moore Bob Dylan Sanford Townsend Band Quarterflash Bruce Springsteen & Tracy Chapman Beth Hart |
Lyric
Her days don’t begin before three
Her nights spent in party grove
Never seen the sun go down
Seen it coming up so damn often
More times than you’d care to know
She’s the one they all want,
She’s the one they wanna take home
She’s the one they’ll kiss and cry for
She’s everyone’s girl
See her prowling in neon blue
Shining like a sapphire mine
Turning all those gawking heads
Growling at the whistling wolves
Giving them the tail swish kiss
She’s the one they all want,
She’s the one they wanna take home
She’s the one they’ll kiss and lie for
She’s everyone’s girl
She loves those night lights
She owns the city streets
Girl just loves to cruise
Done up to the nines
Loaded and easy on the eyes
She’s the one they all want,
She’s the one they wanna take home
She’s the one they’ll kiss and die for
She’s everyone’s girl
Everyone’s girl, my drive
G.R. Hambley ©
February 16,2017
Lyric
Once again freedom’s crying
ringing out while on the run
It falls to the old ones
those who long ago came of age
We’re going to have to show them
teach our children’s children well
Their parents already lost
gone to the combine’s blade
Here we are once again, now we’re counting on you
We saw ours to the end, now it’s you to see yours through
Our whole world’s under attack
some screaming no salvation
Old and young on the life line
together we make the stand
Until this threat to freedom is taken down
gone away and with a plan
Leave the lost ones to bake their heads
jacked in for their electronic feedings
Here we are once again, now we’re counting on you
We saw ours to the end, now it’s you to see yours through
Shadow figure sedition taking the news social
solicitous we, searching out the blight
The war against the dictators can be won
screamers of the oppressive regimes silenced
When you doubt and when you stumble
we’ll be right there to help you along
None will be left when we’re done
freedom, for our children’s, children’s, children
Here we are once again, now we’re counting on you
We saw ours to the end, now it’s you to see yours through
G.R. Hambley ©
January 05, 2017
Lyric
You hear them, it’s the shame every time
They’ve all had it happen, been torn apart
Now another one’s got the no romance blues
They’re together to get another over a him
See it playing in the eyes of each one
The hell that goes on in a single girl’s mind
The smug satisfied looks of the married kind
Drinks raised to how she’s not come undone
Glasses go up, the smiles turn down
Cheer goes down, the burning starts up
You hear the broken one laying him out
Some of them silently nod or sadly smile
Others pretending with their lipstick service
The call goes out for, “Whiskers on Kittens”
See the red stains on their pearly whites
Bloody finger nails clawing in the air
All but one singing, “Hit The Road Jack”
From here it sounds like he escaped Jill
Glasses go up, the smiles stay down
Cheer winds down, the burning speeds up
You hear loud and clear what she says he said
Bobble heads nodding to the every word is true tune
Before one more minute goes by, not a dry eye
Some of them wearing the crocodile glycerin stain
See them congratulating their pretty ugly selves
Being a weapon of emasculation hasn’t set with one
Singing the sister’s song didn’t set her free
She might even say but, it’s now half past two
Glasses go down, the smiles now frowns
Cheer winds up, those whiskers dried up
Goodnight you kittens who’ll never need mittens
G.R. Hambley ©
November 18, 2016
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