Long time, no hear...

[kwillia]

My fellow Keb Mo fans... my bro came down for a visit today and brought me two more CDs... we now have "Slow Down" and "Just Like You" to enjoy...:guitar:

I'll hit ya'll with the goods upon my return...

 

[chaotic]

My fellow Keb Mo fans... my bro came down for a visit today and brought me two more CDs... we now have "Slow Down" and "Just Like You" to enjoy...:guitar:

I'll hit ya'll with the goods upon my return...

Waiting waiting waiting

We'll see ya when you get back, K. Hope you have a good trip and everything works out well.

 

[jazz lady]

My fellow Keb Mo fans... my bro came down for a visit today and brought me two more CDs... we now have "Slow Down" and "Just Like You" to enjoy...:guitar:

I'll hit ya'll with the goods upon my return...

Whoo-hoo! Now I just have to wait 8 days.

Have a fun and safe trip, kwillia.

 

[jazz lady]

Tony Bennett...

saw him at Wolf Trap tonight and he was awesome. For a man of 78, he's still got some fantastic pipes! All he had accompanying him was piano, bass, drums, and guitar. No fancy high-tech gadgetry. Just the man singing jazz like it's supposed to be.

One of his first numbers:

Out of the tree of life, I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything started to hum
Still it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine
You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine

Wait till the warm-up is underway
Wait till out lips have met
Wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day that you're mine

Come the day that your mine
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drain that cup dry

Wait till your charms are right, for the arms to surround
You think you’ve flown before, but you ain’t left the ground

Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
Wait till I hold you near
Wait till you see that sunshine place
There ain’t nothin’ like it here

The best is yet to come, and won’t that be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day that you're mine

 

[jazz lady]

His signature song...

The loveliness of paris
seems somehow sadly gay,
The glory that was rome
is just another day,

I’ve been terribly alone
and forgotten in manhattan,
I’m going home to my city
by the bay.

I left my heart
in san francisco,
high on a hill
it calls to me


To be where little cable cars
climb halfway to the stars.
The morning fog may
chill the air, I don’t care.

My love waits there
in san francisco,
above the blue and windy sea,

When I come home to you,
san francisco, your golden sun
will shine for me.

 

[jazz lady]

his final song...no encores...

How do you keep the music playing
How do you make it last
How do keep the song from fading
Too fast

How do you lose yourself to someone
And never lose your way
How do you not run out of new things
To say

And since you know we’re always changing
How can it be the same
You’re sure your heart will fall apart
Each time you hear her name

If we can be the best of lovers
Yet be the best of friends
If we can try with every day
To make it better as it goes
With any luck than I suppose
The music never ends...

But this song always has me in tears.

A special treat on the way back - fireworks over RFK visible from the Beltway!

 

[tomchamp]

Sittin' in front of your house,
Like rain in early dawn
Workin' on a Love Letter
Got my radio on.

Got my eye on your window pane
and I smoked a lot of cigarettes.
Mercy, Mercy but love is strange
and you haven't even kissed me yet.

Look comes to push,
push comes to shove,
shove comes to touch,
touch will come to love.

Workin' on a Love Letter,
Listenin' to a love song,
I'm writing you a love letter, love letter,
got my radio on...radio, radio

Hope you get the message baby.
I know that you're gonna let me in.
It's real in your neighborhood
and this is more than I'm gonna bend.

Look comes to push,
push comes to shove,
shove comes to touch,
touch will come to love.

Why don't sit waitin'
Why don't behavin'
Love's waiting in the car,
In the car and rain now.

Workin' on a Love Letter,
Listenin' to a love song,
I'm writing you a love letter, love letter,
got my radio on...radio, radio

Guitar Solo

Look comes to push,
push comes to shove,
shove comes to touch,
touch will come to love.

(3 times with adlibs)
Workin' on a Love Letter,
Listenin' to a love song,
I'm writing you a love letter, love letter,
got my radio on...radio, radio

:guitar: :guitar: :guitar:

 

[tomchamp]

Don't have to humble yourself to me,
I ain't your judge or your king
Baby, you know I ain't no Queen of Sheba
We may not even have our dignity,
this could be just a powerful thing
Baby we can choose you know we ain't no amoeba
CHORUS:

Are you ready for the thing called love
Don't come from me and you,
it comes from up above
I ain't no porcupine,
take off your kid gloves
Are you ready for the thing called love
I ain't some icon carved out of soap
Sent here to clean up your reputation
Baby, you know you ain't no Prince Charming
We can live in fear or act out of hope
For some kind of peaceful situation
Baby, how come the cry of love is so alarming ...CHORUS

BRIDGE:

Ugly ducklings don't turn into swans
And glide off down the lake
Whether your sunglasses are off or on
You only see the world you make

CHORUS OUTRO:
Are you ready for the thing called love
Don't come from me and you,
it comes from up above
I ain't no porcupine,
take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for it
Are you ready for the thing called love
Don't come from me and you,
it comes from up above
I ain't no porcupine,
take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for it
Are you ready for love, baby
Oooh yeah babe
Are you ready for love

 

[jazz lady]

still hear Tony Bennett crooning in my mind...

Come with me, my love, and seize this day and live it, live it fully, live it fast
Never thinking once about tomorrow till tomorrow's been and gone and past
We'll pour the wine and fill the cup of joy and drink a drink as if it were the last
Live, just live for life

In Paree today and Amsterdam tomorrow, sixty minutes through the skies
Fly with me to see the setting summer sun and stay with me to see it rise
Then say to those who say "to live this way is mad", then mad we'd rather be than wise
Live, just live for life

If you let me I will lead you
Through the myst'ry and wonder
Of a world you've never known before
Share the splendors to be shared
Magic places to explore
There the dangers to be dared
Life is all of this and more
This and more

Yesterday's a mem'ry gone for good forever while tomorrow is a guess
What is real is what is here and now, the here and now is all that we possess
So take my hand and we will taste the moment if for just the moment's happiness
Live, just live for life

Live, just live for life
Live, just live for life
Live, just live for life

 

[jazz lady]

I looked at you and suddenly
Something in your eyes I see
Soon begins witching me
It's that old devil moon
That you stole from the sky
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes

You and your glance makes this romance too hot to handle
Stars in the night blazin' their light can't hold a candle
To your razzle dazzle

You've got me flyin' high and wide
On a magic carpet ride
Full of butterflies inside
I wanna cry
Wanna croon
Wanna laugh like a loon
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes

Just when I think I'm free as a dove
Old evil moon deep in your eyes
Blinds me with love!!
<INSTRUMENTAL interlude>
You and your glance makes this romance too hot to handle
Stars in the night blazin' their light can't hold a candle
To your razzle dazzle

You've got me flyin' high and wide
On a magic carpet ride
Full of butterflies inside
I wanna cry
Wanna croon
Wanna laugh like a loon
It's that old devil moon deep in your eyes

Just when I think I'm free as a dove
Old evil moon deep in your eyes
Blinds me with love

 

[chaotic]

The Shins

Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.

I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

 

[jazz lady]

never knew TB had a hit with this Hank Williams tune...

I tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?

Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are said that make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?

You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life? To try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?

There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?

 

[chaotic]

Guster (I'm in a new music mood)

The secrets that we keep
We say them in our sleep
and wrestle down our souls if we would speak
I watched you board a train in the London rain
and waved bye-bye as you slipped out of view
Diane
We'll make it out together
In your dreams when the smile now comes,
you're mumbling words with a lazy tongue.
We lie together when we say its love,
who were you just thinking of, Diane?
Diane
Diane, I don't say it, but I know you know
The theme returns so deep
and visits us in sleep
to define the you and I as we
So we pass the time and occupy our minds
and close our eyes and hope that we'll be fine
Diane
We'll make it out together
And I may leave in time you'll see
I'll come right back for you

 

[jazz lady]

Tony Bennett (I'm in a old music mood)



The party's over, the game is ended,
the dreams I dreamed went up in smoke.
They didn't pan out as I had intended;
I should know how to take a joke.

I'll go my way by myself, this is the end of romance.
I'll go my way by myself, love is only a dance.
I'll try to apply myself and teach my heart to sing.
I'll go my way by myself like a bird on the wing,

I'll face the unknown, I'll build a world of my own;
No one knows better than I, myself, I'm by myself alone.
I'll go my way by myself, here's how the comedy ends.
I'll have to deny myself love and laughter and friends.

Grey clouds in sky above have put a blot on my fun.
I'll try to fly high above for a place in the sun.
I'll face the unknown, I'll build a world of my own;
No one knows better than I, myself, I'm by myself alone.

 

[chaotic]

TB for Jazzy

I'm putting on my top hat,
tying up my white tie, brushing off my tails.
I'm duding up my shirt front,
putting in shirt studs, polishing my nails.

And I'm stepping out, my dear,
To breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class,
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust when I step on the gas,
For I'll be there putting down my top hat,
Mussing up my white tie, dancing in my tails.

 

[jazz lady]

TY, Mr. K-otic.

 

[chaotic]

TY, Mr. K-otic.

Throwing a little old-school right back at ya!

 

[chaotic]

The Decemberists

This is the story of your red right ankle
And how it came to meet your leg
And how the muscle, bone, and sinews tangled
And how the skin was softly shed

And how it whispered “Oh, adhere to me
For we are bound by symmetry
And whatever differences our lives have been
We together make a limb.”
This is the story of your red right ankle.

This is the story of your gypsy uncle
You never knew ‘cause he was dead
And how his face was carved and rift with wrinkles
In the picture in your head.

And remember how you found the key
To his hide-out in the Pyrenees
But you wanted to keep his secret safe
So you threw the key away.
This is the story of your gypsy uncle.

This is the story of the boys who loved you
Who love you now and loved you then
And some were sweet, some were cold and snuffed you
And some just laid around in bed.

Some had crumbled you straight to your knees
Did it cruel, did it tenderly
Some had crawled their way into your heart
To rend your ventricles apart
This is the story of the boys who loved you
This is the story of your red right ankle.

 

[jazz lady]

This is the story of your red right ankle
And how it came to meet your leg
And how the muscle, bone, and sinews tangled
And how the skin was softly shed

Um...okay. I don't think Tony Bennett ever did THAT song.

 

[Kain99]

Some had crumbled you straight to your knees
Did it cruel, did it tenderly
Some had crawled their way into your heart
To rend your ventricles apart
This is the story of the boys who loved you
This is the story of your red right ankle.

I'm not disturbed.... Nope! Not at all...