A little bouncy guitar work

I'll have to ask Clay if there is a trick to this one, my first guess is to hear it in your head. If you can't hear it before you play it... it's hard to remember it.

Dave

I'm thankful for having met...

I bet all of us can easily finish this sentence... mine would be Allison Sattinger and Matt Coleman...

Wow... How did this video slip by me for three weeks... it brings me back to her May house concert... Sweet...

Hyfrydol

The following is from Wikipedia, but this is such a wonderful song too by Peter Mayer, "Blue Boat Home". I highly recommend going to church to sing to the song with 200-500 people.
Hyfrydol (Welsh pronunciation: [həvˈrədɔl], meaning 'cheerful') is a Welsh hymn tune which appears in a number of Christian hymnals in various arrangements. Composed by Rowland Prichard in 1844, it was originally published in the composer's handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal Cyfaill y Cantorion ("The Singers' Friend"). Prichard composed this hymn tune before he was twenty years old.

Playlist

Each verse has a different song in each line... it was a blast to write.... iPod playlists and hearing a song in a bar that reminded me of an old girlfriend was the inspiration.


Playlist © Dave Schipper 2005 Rose Riversongs

The same old songs are on my play list
Each song is tied to a time and place
And too many paint a picture of your face.
The one I lost along the way

Longing for a passionate kiss
Jimi’s Angel Flying in the skies
With brown eyes that Van describes.
Your my Paradise

From the start we were born to run
Unabashed on carefree highways
Now I think you were still the one
Or am I just crazy. Chorus

Can’t forget our moondance
Washed in the midnight hour
You didn’t save the last dance
And sweet dream did sour

Now I’m down by the river
Alone and so blue
Love could be around the corner
But I sing this song for you. Chorus

Time to color my world anew
Start listening to new music
Get drunk, find someone to screw
And start the dance they pick Chorus

Josie Mae

Chorus:
Oh Josie, Josie Mae,
Cute as pie, they all say
When you dance and look their way
Oh Josie, Josie Mae,

Oh Josie, sway & swing
Your baby’s due late next spring
When you smile at your gold ring
Oh Josie flap your angel wings

Oh Josie, take your man downtown
You won’t tease your lovin’ clown
When you stand in your weddin’ gown
Oh Josie you should wear a crown.

Oh Josie, put a flower in her hair
You’ll take her to the county fair
When you say your mama’s prayer
Oh Josie she gets tender care.

By Dave Schipper © 2009 Rose Riversongs


Ah... a bluegrass piece written and dedicated to a friend who is with child... I wish the happy couple the best of life together with the new life God is send their way next May.

Shady Grove by Crooked Still

p.s. that wasn't me yelling "I love you" to Aiofe during the intro... I was whispering it... HA.

Charcoal Sky by Chip Taylor

Wow... great song... well I'm a sucker for a good train song, and this is one of them. Per the YouTube desciption

In his nostalgic new video, "Charcoal Sky," esteemed singer-songwriter Chip Taylor reminisces about placing nickels on the rails as a kid and listening to his father chat with the conductors. Taylor sets numerous family stories to music on a new album, Yonkers NY, with one of the two discs bolstered with personal anecdotes. Taylor is most recognized for writing "Wild Thing" and "Angel of the Morning" -- which couldn't be more different -- but throughout his brilliant career he's also placed songs with the likes of Johnny Cash, Aretha Franklin, Frank Sinatra and Dusty Springfield. There's also a terrific new Chip Taylor anthology on Ace Records, with dozens of vintage artists offering their own renditions of his work, in case you're in the mood for memories too. Produced by ADC Film www.ADCFilm.com

In keeping with the site's premise, if you don't know Chip... he's the legend that wrote "Angel in the Morning" and "Wild Thing"

Why a house concert?

Well the intimacy of the event will make you at first uncomfortable. You don't know why these people have opened their house, and will I look like a lush to bring a bottle of wine? Then the artist, I kind of know their music or I know nothing of their music.. both are so common in the decision anxiety. What if they suck, I'll be so noticeable if I'm bored.

Yep, I can not cure your anxieties; I have my own. What if I screw up the time again? Why don't the people I expect to show, show? Boy it would be nice if the artist had friend locally that would fill up the room. My God, what if I fart by accident... it happened 35 years ago and Lori won't let me forget it. HA.

Then think of the artist... wow, people so close they could see my pores. What if the host is a raving jerk, a controlling loud mouth? I'm sure the room will suck and the bed will be hard.

Gracious, why do these things even happen. Grace happens. We love the emotion the artist brings if the story moves fast or slow. We meet friends who both drink too much and too little, so we fit. We find out that Dave is the most gentlest soul who is in contol of his flatuence.

Now that brings me to an intimate video of a house concert with Amy Speace. I have no idea the attendance, if she wowed them with her "Love in Double Wide Trailer"... I just know I would have had a better sound system, and that I think I might want to try the wine they had.

The Pilgrim

Ok.. Johnny Cash knew Kris was one hell of a writer... this one I think is even better than Bobby McGee... my opinion though..

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down

CHORUS:
He's a poet, he's a picker
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
And losin' all he's loved along the way
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
And all he ever gets is older and around
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
The goin' up was worth the comin' down

The Pines - Red House Recording artists

Let's see Friday night, Cafe Carp in Fort Atkinson, Saturday Bluff View... Wow, now that's a cool placement for our little fledgling House Concert.

Wendigo

Want to get scared?... go into the woods with a Wendigo... What's a wendigo? Here is what Wikipedia says:

"The Wendigo is part of the traditional belief systems of various Algonquian-speaking tribes in the northern United States and Canada, most notably the Ojibwa/Saulteaux, the Cree, and the Innu/Naskapi/Montagnais.[4] Though descriptions varied somewhat, common to all these cultures was the conception of Wendigos as malevolent, cannibalistic, supernatural beings (manitous) of great spiritual power.[5] They were strongly associated with the Winter, the North, and coldness, as well as with famine and starvation.[6] Basil Johnston, an Ojibwa teacher and scholar from Ontario, gives one description of how Wendigos were viewed:[7]"

My Sally

ERIC BRACE and PETER COOPER - My Sally Live at the "Music Star" ( North of Hamburg ), Germany, May 9 2008



These guys are new to me... but good....

Call your manager, call your talent

Just call someone and tell them you've got the best dang undiscovered cross over Country Rock song you've heard in a long time. It's got passion,

"Grab hold my hand, grab on your heart
Grab on tight you know just where to start"

it's got divorce,

"Toss me a brew, toss me a life
Toss out the bill from my exwife."

it has sex but could be cleaned up for the top 40,

"Call it a week, call it a day
Call it what you like I just want to get paid (or laid)"

and it has the a of t and a,

"Smile and laugh, smile and relax
Smile to the gents looking from the back"

it wasn't written to be this cliches, it was written to be fun... with a little twist of Bob Seeger

Born To Explore...II

Counting Words...

Recently I recounted that a while back a friend of mine laughed at my creative ability with numbers, the joke became that my natvie American name would be "Dances with Numbers".... that must have influenced the following... HA.



You’ve got me counting words,
Analyzing lines and extrapolating whys.
Baby you know I think too much
But you give me data for thought.
In the silence I ponder each word
Each phrase has many meanings.
Oh sure I could be dancing
Creating new definitions and context.
Yet at the end of my analysis
Is a positive view of you; and I smile.

by Dave Schipper © 2009 Rose Riversongs

Killing me softly with hard food

by Dave Schipper © 2005 Rose Riversongs

Strokin my fur with his fingers
Singin my life with my purrs
Killing me softly with hard food x2
Telling him always to buy soft food
Killing me softly with hard food

Yea yea yea do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

I heard he has a good job,
I know he lives in style,
And so I came to see him and purr for a while
And there it was this food bowl
Stranger to my eyes

Chorus:
Strokin my fur with his fingers
Singin my life with my purrs
Killing me softly with hard food x2
Telling him always to buy soft food
Killing me softly with hard food

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrased by the bowl,
I bet he’ll find my paws and understand the growl,
I pray he wasn’t so cheap
But he just walked away

Repeat chorus

Meowwwwa ohhhhhhhhhh graaaa la la la la la la ohhh la lmrrow

Drawn to the light..

This has to be one of the most tasteful innovative commercials I have ever seen... let alone for a shopping mall.

Hands of the Potter

So our praise band loves this song.....This video is from the Caedmon's Call concert at the Tridge in Midland, Mi on July 26, 2008

Pilgrim by Kris Kristofferson

With the help of Grooveshark.com, I'm rediscovering how much I loved Kris while growing up.

"Going up was worth the coming up".... as a fellow poet all I can say is Amen.



In keeping with the Johnny Cash show theme, this guy is a legend who has survived. The video's notes show that:

Kris Kristofferson performing "The Pilgrim" at the 2007 Ottawa Folk Festival. It was drizzling and near freezing and the man didn't once complain! In fact, he THANKED the fans for sticking around! What a class act!

Brett is an A-hole..

There is a whole state that is pissed... the only way the Vikings sweep is because of him. He's flipping us the bird... he should never be inducted to the Packer Hall of Fame. PERIOD.