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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Session Man
He never will forget at all
The day he played at the albert hall.
A million sessions ago it seems.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Rock n roll or vocal star[? ],
A philharmonic orchestra,
Everything comes the same to him.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
Playing at a different studio every day.
He reads the dots and plays each line,
And always finishes on time.
No overtime nor favors done.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
song performed by by Kinks
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A Fevered Poem
So, whoever is ill, my dear friends
Don't let the fevered thoughts go away
Gather them to treat with proper words
To set them right in rhythm anyway
One, two, three...line by line as they stand
Refresh and fine-tune them to display
Beats from their hearts a harmonic band
No more febrile they..yet fevered they say
'A Fevered Poem' of their cordial chords
poem by Indira Renganathan
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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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Eep Opp Ork Ah-ah
Transcribed by bryson meunier
Chords used:
Gm7 d7 e7
E---10-----10-----12------|
B---11-----10-----12------|
G---10-----11-----13------|
D---12-----10-----12------|
A---10-----12-----14------|
E----------10-----12------|
Strum the gm7 chord for the intro.
Gm7 / d7 e7
Eep opp ork ah-ah
Chord progression for chorus: d7-gm7-e7-d7-gm7
It sounds like a bass with fuzz during the verse. the equivalent on
Guitar is bb5 with a fuzz box.
Gm7(with chorus or something)
Come fly with me...
Guitar solo 1-
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-------------------------------------------10-10-x--|
G------7b-r-b-r--------------7b-r-7-----7-7----------|
D--7h9----------9-9-7-9--7-9--------9-9--------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-----------------------------10h12--12--10---12p10--|
B-10-10---10-12-12-12-10-12------10--10--10------10--|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-12--10---12-10-12-10-12-10-12\14-------------------|
B-10--10---10-10-10-10-10-10-10----------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
Fuzz bass solo(guitar plays chorus chord progression)
Guitar solo 2-
E--9--6---6---------6---9--6---6----------------6----|
B-----------9--6--9---------------9----6--6--6-----9-|
G-----------------------------------8----------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-6--------------6-----------------------------------|
G----8--6---6--8----8--6-----------------------------|
D---------8---------------8--6-----------------------|
A-------------------------------8--6-----------------|
E-------------------------------------6--------------|
The same chords are played at the end but the tempo obviously changes. at
The very end the guitar is slowly moving up the neck and ending by speed
Picking around the 22nd fret on e.
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Eep Opp Ork Ah-ah (Means I Love You)
Transcribed by bryson meunier
Chords used:
Gm7 d7 e7
E---10-----10-----12------|
B---11-----10-----12------|
G---10-----11-----13------|
D---12-----10-----12------|
A---10-----12-----14------|
E----------10-----12------|
Strum the gm7 chord for the intro.
Gm7/d7 e7
Eep opporkah-ah
Chord progression for chorus: d7-gm7-e7-d7-gm7
It sounds like a bass with fuzz during the verse. the equivalent on
Guitar is bb5 with a fuzz box.
Gm7(with chorus or something)
Come fly with me...
Guitar solo 1-
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-------------------------------------------10-10-x--|
G------7b-r-b-r--------------7b-r-7-----7-7----------|
D--7h9----------9-9-7-9--7-9--------9-9--------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-----------------------------10h12--12--10---12p10--|
B-10-10---10-12-12-12-10-12------10--10--10------10--|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E-12--10---12-10-12-10-12-10-1214-------------------|
B-10--10---10-10-10-10-10-10-10----------------------|
G----------------------------------------------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
Fuzz bass solo(guitar plays chorus chord progression)
Guitar solo 2-
E--9--6---6---------6---9--6---6----------------6----|
B-----------9--6--9---------------9----6--6--6-----9-|
G-----------------------------------8----------------|
D----------------------------------------------------|
A----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
E----------------------------------------------------|
B-6--------------6-----------------------------------|
G----8--6---6--8----8--6-----------------------------|
D---------8---------------8--6-----------------------|
A-------------------------------8--6-----------------|
E-------------------------------------6--------------|
The same chords are played at the end but the tempo obviously changes. at
The very end the guitar is slowly moving up the neck and ending by speed
Picking around the 22nd fret on e.
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Anechoic Chambers
The anechoic chambers of my heart
Reflect the acoustic reverberations
Of silence's muted susurrations,
The resting notes too defeaned to depart.
What melodic contour, in sequence, starts
The harmonic depth of orchestration,
The fully dynamic augmentation
Of the symphony I'd like to impart?
The enclosed, infinite dimensions
Of quiet, interior space remain
Insulated from open influence,
Suspended from the sonic ascension
Of electromagnetic pulses gained-
Static feedback phasing for confluence.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Departure Points
once I would have written verse symphonies
sound serenade as mists enlightenment
soul transform into notes on harmonic journey
few have had ear
heart eye soul tuned
for performance
desire to sit
in rapture enthralled
orchestra sound
now I scribble but a few brief notes
ciphers sound in rush hour traffic
heard pauses amazed with awe blinks
forgets rapidly
rushes on to
departure points
poem by Terence George Craddock
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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.
Play On Love
Now when you open your mouth, what comes out
Whats the first word, whats the first line?
When you open your mouth and love comes out
Then you know, you just sang the clear line
Ive heard people say it a thousand times
In a thousand different ways
Ive heard people play it a thousand times
And they know, they know thats the only way
To play.
You got to
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love.
Now are you talking about what it is you know
Or just repeating what it was you heard
Someone told you just exactly what to say
And you know, you know thats only one set
Of words
You got to play on love.
Ive heard people say it a thousand times
In a thousand different ways
Ive heard people play it a thousand times
And they know thats the only way to play
You been a reading it without living it
Now thats the golden prison we can always find
Living in stories and living in books or
We can live and leave all the stories behind.
Its up to you and its up to me
Come down yelling timber through the
Burning trees
Whos been telling you about perfection
And how did he get in here, thats the question.
He mustve
Played on love
Played on love
Played on love
Played on love.
Ive heard people say it a thousand times....
You got to
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love.
Reading it without living it...
You got to
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love
Play on love.
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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What I've Realize
Baby, what I've realize, i hope I haven't realized it to late
for I have realized how much i love you
Baby, I've realized, I would be lost without you
I've realized you are my everything
I've realized how precious you are to me
You and the kids are my priority
I will never jeopardize my family ever again
I wish you could see, see inside me
baby, I am being truthful, I wish you could see
see inside me
I've seen how much my deceitfulness have hurt you
I swear, my soul aches, I am in pain
for every time you look at me, you look at me
with an empty stare, perhaps its hate
Baby, i wish you could see inside, inside of me
My heart is full of pain because all this time
I thought you didn't care about me
and I didn't consider you, your feelings, or our family
Baby, oh Baby,
I wish you could see, see inside me
for I really am sorry and I will never hurt you again.
Baby please, give us a chance
if you looked inside me and let go of
the brick wall you would see clearly
see clearly that I love you
and you would see how I am hurting
for hurting you and our kids.
poem by Topazio Salgado
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The Only Voices I hear Are On The Inside
I was born not being able to hear
Born not hearing my mother tell me I'm dear
Born never listening to anyone who spoke to me
Born not enjoying music
Born without the ability to gauge sound, unable to hear the clock tick
But since the day I was born
Since before I could talk, I could scorn
There was one thing I always did hate
And that was the thing deepest inside of me,
The thing for which I cursed fate
Worse than deafness or being unable to see
Since the day I was born I heard voices
Not when loved ones talked, but voices that weren't my choice
To hear, voices that were inside my head
Voices that nobody else heard, but I didn't know if they were lying
Because my hearing has always been dead
I'd hear screeching or dying
When none was there
Those voices they'd tell me what to do and how could I deny them?
They were, they are, and they will be the only ones who care
Because they're the only one that speak to me, I can't find the sin
That I committed to be born like this, to be born broken
I've heard more conversations than any other man
And yet I've never heard man utter a word, through my whole lifespan
The only voices I hear are on the inside
And it's the greatest torment that I hide
They'll just tell me I'm crazy, well in writing
But these voices, they accept me, they sing
These voices they know because they've talked to me
These voices are the only I've ever known the
The first voices I've ever heard
Like a mother, I've never listened to a singing bird
But I've listened to a cacophonous symphony of arguing inside my head
These voices are like the woman I did not choose, but wed
I can't separate myself from them
The only time I hear anything, it's torment to condemn
Me, it's funny that I could never speak to anyone but myself
But I guess I've never, ever, been lonely... not ever.
I
Have
Never
Been
Alone
W ho could save me from myselves?
poem by David Knox
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Since in music we deal with notes, not words, with chords, with transitions, with color and expression, the musical meaning always based on those notes as written and nothing else - has to be divined.
quote by Claude Arrau
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I Can't Help It
Words and music by hank williams, sr.
Intro: notes/chords to last line of last verse.
Capo: 2nd fret/key: e/play: d
[a7] today i [d] passed you [a7] on the [d] street
[d7] and my [g] heart fell at your [d] feet
I can't [a7] help it if i'm still in love with [d] you
[a7] somebody [d] else stood [a7] by your [d] side
[d7] and he [g] looked so satis-[d] fied
I can't [a7] help it if i'm still in love with [d] you. ... [d7]
A [g] picture from the past came slowly [d] stealing
As i [a7] brushed your arm and walked so close to [d] you ... [d7]
Then [g] suddenly i got that old time [d] feeling
I can't [a] help it if i'm still in love with [d] you.
It's hard to know another's lips will kiss you
And hold you just the way i used to do
Oh, heaven only knows how much i miss you
I can't help it if i'm still in love with you.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Little David
Play, little david
Play little david, play
David he would sit in some dark corner
Seemed to melt the shadows with his eyes
And the song that he was playing
Was nothing less than prayin
And nothing more than sayin Im alive.
Wont you play, little david
Play little david, play
David he would send them notes a-flyin
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Wont you play, little david, play little david, play
I dont need no sunday sermon
Need no sunday shoes
When I hear little david playing
I got religion through and through
David he would send them notes a-flyin
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Wont you play, little david, play little david, play
I dont need no sunday sermon
Need no sunday shoes
When I hear little david playing
I got religion through and through
David he would send them notes a-flyin
Some that laughed and some that felt like tears
He would play them fast or slowly
Play them high or lowly
But they always come out holy to my ear
Wont you play, little david, play little david, play
Wont you play, little david, play little david, play
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The singing falcon (hybridanelle)
I heard the falcon’s cry,
a myth of native lore
from high up in the sky
like a golden-hot ray
it came from the sun
at the break of day
sublime the notes came as I
walked the veldt, with beauty at the core.
I heard the falcon’s cry;
it was very high and far away
only a speck in the solar gradient,
it came from the sun.
I could not see it with my eye
it turned on upper winds to explore
from high up in the sky
it was triumphant, glowing radiant,
pure as light turned to sound
only a speck in the solar gradient,
the air was azure and the day was dry
and I was on the track of a lone lion before
I heard the falcon’s cry
and great beauty that I found
as if hearing a flying trumpet sing
pure as light turned to sound
I saw the soaring predator fly
with claws and beak ready to gore
from high up in the sky
and it made my ears ring,
inside its resonance
as if hearing a flying trumpet sing
a thing no money could buy
or imitate in a musical score.
I heard the falcon’s cry
from high up in the sky
pristine without dissonance
like a golden-hot ray
inside its resonance
at the break of day.
[References: The Singing Hawk by Roy Campbell. With great thanks to Ronald Peat for his help.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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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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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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Live Light'' by. Kevin Mireles
As I approach
the speed of life
I realize
that my radiance of light
is relative;
as if it bears heavily
to my state of shine.
Whether it be god-bless,
or divinely undermined,
its essence is found
gaining progression
from stagnant silent
to a melodic
halleluiach vibration;
I am I,
light to Life.
poem by Kevin Mireles
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Angels We Have Heard On High
Thereve been times, when I thought I heard angels
And I must admit, it took me by surprise
I heard rhythm, and the fullness of life
So rich, it brought tears to my eyes
There was a time, I was sure I heard angels
It was a sound tinged with sadness, but loaded with the joy
Full of rhythm, and oh such music
Kind of streetwise jubilation at the coming of that blessed boy
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing oer the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strain
Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh
Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavnly song
Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh
Come to bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the lord, the new born king
Gloria, in excel sis deo
Gloria, in excel sis deo, oh
Angels we have heard on high
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard on high, (gloria)
Angels we have heard
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Goofus
I was born on a farm out in iowa
A flaming youth I was bound I would fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Cant read notes, but I play anything by ear
I made up tunes on the sounds that I used to hear
When Id start to play folks to say
Sounds a little goofus to me
(*) cornfed chords appeal to me
I like rustic harmony
Hold a note and change the key
Hey but thats goofus
Not according to the rules
That you learn in music schools
But the folks just dance like fools
They sure go for goofus
Got a job but I just couldnt keep it long
The leader said that I played all the music wrong
So I stepped out with an outfit of my own
(**) got together a new kind of orchestra
And we all played just the same goofus harmony
And I must admit we made a hit
Goofus has been lucky for me
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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