If you play more than two chords, you're showing off.
quote by Woody Guthrie
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My guitar only has five strings 'cause the top one broke and I decided not to put it back on: when I play chords I only play bar chords, and the top one always used to cut me there.
I don't think I think when I play. I have a photographic memory for chords, and when I'm playing, the right chords appear in my mind like photographs long before I get to them.
quote by Earl Hines
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Only A Northern Song
If you're listening to this song
You may think the chords are going wrong
But they're not;
He just wrote it like that.
It doesn't really matter what chords i play
What words i say or time of day it is
As it's only a northern song
It doesn't really matter what clothes i wear
Or how i fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a northern song.
When you're listening late at night
You may think the band are not quite right
But they are, they just play it like that
It doesn't really matter what chords i play
What words i say or time of day it is
As it's only a northern song.
It doesn't really matter what clothes i wear
Or how i fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a northern song.
If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key
You're correct, there's nobody there.
It doesn't really matter what chords i play
What words i say or time of day it is
And i told you there's no one there.
song performed by by Beatles
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Blue Notes
All you players
who play the blues
play, play
play the sad news.
The minor chords
will take you down low.
Let the sax wail
and the trumpet blow.
Listen and lament with
that licorice stick,
all you lovers
sad and heartsick.
Let it all out boys.
Play, play, play.
Those tearful lovers
hear what you say.
They hear those blues
and they feel it too.
It will let their tears fall
like no other notes can do.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Sad Guitar (In Iraq)
When I play...my sad guitar,
With powered chords...of deep emotion.
I strum the strings...with such devotion,
When I play...my...sad...guitar.
When I play...my sad guitar,
In a bunker, built in the sand.
This war torn country, this desert land,
I miss playing...In a rock and roll band.
When I play...my...sad...guitar.
When I play...my sad guitar,
My memories play,
Deep in my mind,
I try to find-
Our... wedding... day!
When I play...my...sad...guitar.
When I play...my sad guitar,
I think of my Harley...My hot-rod car,
Wishing I was home,
With a beer in a bar.
When I play...my...sad...guitar.
poem by Philip Lore
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Glass Walls
Glass walls
Of the candy jar
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me...
Glass walls
Of the shopping mall
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me..
Glass walls
Of the computer screens
Showing me the colors
Showing me the smiles
Showing me the love
Even telling me... and nudging me...
It is only the glass... I can touch...!
poem by Rowving Smith
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My Lonely Guitar
At a corner my guitar waves her hand
inviting me to pick her up, to strum her
strings, to find out if all her chords
blend in harmony with my fingers.
It is waving her hand before my eyes
as in those birthdays, meetings, teaching,
and parties where her strings were made
busy to play melodies to people around.
Tonight she waves her hand again
calling me to play with her our common
game of songs which others can sing along.
But I just cannot play with my guitar today.
For whatever reason let this lonely night
find out; let me sleep and let sweet melody
sleep with me in my dreams and
let my guitar help me find the right chords
for my lonely song.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Letting go of the bad and showing the world who i am
I am tired of feeling hurt
I am tired of feeling used
I am tired of feeling unworth
I am letting go of you
I am letting go of pain
I am letting go of shame
I am letting go of darkness
I am letting go of bitterness
I am letting go of all the bad and only waiting for the good
I am taking in the light and coming out from underneath my hood
I will show the world my eyes and my smile
I am showing the world My laughter and ability to be wild
I am showing the world its wrong and that I will go on
I am showing the world I am in control
I am showing the world all the things i'm letting go
I am showing the world my joy and my tears
I am showing the world my screams and my fears
I am showing the world who i am and where I've been
I am showing the world all that i can
I will show the world who i am inside and out
I will show the world i don't care if its me they talk about
poem by Jean Pullman
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Party
Words and music by queen
We had a good night jamming away
There was a full moon showing
And we wanted to play
But in the cold light of day next morning
Party was over uh uh
The party was over
We got love and we got style
And we got sex and I know I know we got what it takes
Oh oh oh oh oh - oh oh oh
Why dont you come back and play
Come back and play (hey hey) come back and play
We got all night all day
Everybodys gone away
Why dont you come back and play come back and play
Come back and play come back and play
Play play it play it
Go get em boy - lets party
Yeah
Give it give it
We had a food fight in somebodys face
We were up all night singing (singing)
And giving a chase
But in the cold light of day next morning
Everybody was hung over
Hey come back and play (come back and play) come back
And play
We got all night all day
Everybodys gone away
Why dont you come back and play (and play) come back
And play
We got all night we got all day
We got all night to play
Come back come back come back come back back and play
Hey hey hey
Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye the party is over
song performed by by Queen
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Here Again
Words and music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
I said I played this song
So many times before
That the melody keeps repeating
Growing new ideas
Flowing chords and notes
Like a mountain river bleeding
Well, I say as I look back
And all the thoughts Ive had
They reflect just what Im learning
Yes, you know that the hardest part
Yes, I say it is to stay on top
On top of a world forever churning
Well, you say you can laugh
But I can see that your eyes are glass
Well, do you see, cant you see, what Im feeling?
Yes, Ive seen your face before
Why, Ive seen it everywhere
Showing up to me without a scent revealing
Well, I said will it ever change?
Will it stay the same?
Id surely like to know before its over
Well, I said I played some
I said it wont be long
Wont be long before I stop and play it over
Oh, oh ive, Ive seen your face before
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
Oh, oh ive, Ive been in one place too long
Is it ever gonna, ever gonna change again?
song performed by by Rush
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Guitar On a Rainy Day
During a rainy day theres always something to do
some people get puzzles out
or whip out the Xbox and play COD 2
me?
I play my guitar,
cause it makes me feel just right.
Heck I could play forever
morning, noon and night.
Cause playing makes me happy,
all relaxed and calm.
From hearing the beauty that I make
by plucking those sweet chords.
It's better than some Xbox,
easier than your puzzle games,
Boy I play my guitar,
cause one day it'll bring me fame
though I guess I wouldnt want that,
too much for one to take.
Sure it'd be nice to be recognised,
but paparazzi? yuck take it away
I could live with being me,
playing that instrument.
With nout but the clothes on my back
and a plectrum in hand.
I'd play that sweet guitar,
play sweet songs throughout the land.
Give you all something to listen to,
on your rainy days
poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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In some types of music I'm working out all the chords one bar at a time - the whole structure, because it's about that. And there are other pieces which are really about - okay, the melody is going to start here and play through to here.
quote by Danny Elfman
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Really funny water on the air
Irritational placenta
up and down in Trapezounta
Go to Turkey go to Spain
with a runaway train
Come on brother join the band
feel the chords expand your hand
Play arpeggios and riffs
water skating on the reefs
Grandma wants to travel
come to Edinburgh and marvel
See you amigo later on
take good care and play along
Drink coffee and howl…
poem by Roger Bewman
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I realized by using the high notes of the chords as a melodic line, and by the right harmonic progression, I could play what I heard inside me. That's when I was born.
quote by Charlie Parker
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Would You Believe?
(ferry)
Would you believe in what I do
When the things that I make are all for you?
And in a while ill come to you
Showing showing why what I think will all come true
Well im sure ill love you all my life
And in the morning too
Everything you have is out of sight
But baby I can see through you
And in a while ill come to you
Showing showing why what I think will all come true
Would, would you believe in what I do
When the things that I make are all for you?
song performed by by Roxy Music
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It's really weird to be playing chords again. Haven't played chords for a long time. I realised I haven't played chord changes since OK Computer and stuff like that.
quote by Ed O'Brien
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The Key To Life
Id love to hear my daddy play once again
All the songs that he taught me when I was a kid
John henry, ol shep and faded love
I fall to pieces and on the wings of a dove
Just a few chords on the banjo that was all he knew
But in the eyes of a child, man his fingers flew
I practiced and I practiced til I got it right
Packed up everything and just took off one night
I made it from the beer joints to the opry stage
He said the only difference is what youre gettin paid
He didnt care that everybody knew my name
He said its all for nothin if you dont stay the same
But when he died the preacher cried and said hes the lucky one
Hes walkin hand in hand in hand with gods only son
My faith and common sense tell me the preachers right
But Id love to hear the banjo ring for me tonight
And I will honor my father with these words I write down
As long as I remember him hell always be around
And the pain of losin him cuts like a randall knife
I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life
And the pain of losin him cuts like a randall knife
I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Understand For Sure, You Are Here To Learn What Understanding Is!
Can you see dear,
life itself is the fountain of infinite Self,
That tiny drops of life raise from and fall into same,
Rainbow of enchanting beauty,
That due to light of soul,
showing its enchanting colours.
In every drops, large or tiny alike,
Flora and fauna are those devices of self,
rainbow looks more clear,
When tiny drops are in abundance!
Self manifesting its capabilities,
That all energies and forces too,
Change their form for the play of the formless,
Who is in eternal play appearing in various forms,
Formless showing his ability to assume any form!
Life is a school, with dress code,
Uniform that the kids of self wear,
Show in which class they learn,
Showing level of evolution of mind,
Tuning to the mind of that infinite!
Look at the uniform you and me wearing,
top most class in which we study,
Don't engage in ragging juniors,
Look inside,
Know for sure, you have the source of fountain of life,
That eternal loving Self act through you
Understand you are here to learn,
What understanding means!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Do You?
Do you hum in a minor key
when you are alone?
I do, you know? I do.
Do you play chords, melancholy
from no ringing telephone?
I do, you know? I do.
Do you hear blue notes
sounding in your head?
I do, you know? I do.
Do you hear a major chord
while dreaming in your bed?
I do. You know I do.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Plastic Pity
Within some minds,
It is okay to be criticized.
And in some minds closed and confined...
What others do to them,
Is perfectly fine.
And yet there are those minds,
Behind times trying to define...
How best to belittle,
With a showing of unconsiousness...
A plastic pity that will fit,
All occasions that will suit...
A showing of a care-less-ness,
So obvious and with no regret.
With their noses in the air...
They plastic pity.
They dare to play it really fair,
With their plastic pity.
They careless who is there to spare,
With their plastic pity.
Or who lives on and in despair,
As long as they give pity.
A plastic empty pity.
With their noses in the air...
They plastic pity.
They dare to play it really fair,
With their plastic pity.
They careless who is there to spare,
With their plastic pity.
Or who lives on and in despair,
As long as they give pity.
A plastic empty pity.
And yet there are those minds,
Behind times trying to define...
How best to belittle,
With a showing of unconsiousness...
A plastic pity that will fit,
All occasions that will suit...
A showing of care-less-ness,
So obvious and with no regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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