sword
biography
A lone musician with many musical friends that inspire me to play. Not looking to get any record deal of any sort. Just keep'n it plain and simple. I play mostly guitar but fiddle around with harmonicas, keyboards, irish whsitles, and digery doo. I dont care much for the best sound equipment either. Dont want my music to sound like studio magic. The real magic is when you hear background noises of doors or something falling that falls into place with the song. So I use a digital 8 track recorder. The music that plays me sounds of melodic soft tunes that seem to glizen. Have a Listen!
1
Restless
An oldie but goodie. Just two simple acoutic tracks slowed down. Amazing how when I do that it sounds like piano. And no Im not british or ausrtailian. For some reason when I first tired putting vocals on, midway threw I started some accent and so said screw it and did it the whole way threw. Enjoy!
Im so tired, I can no longer sleep.
In a state of daydreaming.
What is real I cannot see.
When the world is blinded by labels,
they teach us how it should be.
In only one direction, chained to walls,
why cant they just let us free?
In my head there are no boundries.
Every road has a secret path to infinity.
One can only go as far as their mind takes them.
Its us that holds our selfs back.
You must have a leap of faith over the gap.
What are they trainning us for?
Keep your mind and eyes open.
They're coming for you at your front door.
Never yeld or hold back.
Focus chi and knock them to the floor.
In my head there are no boundries.
Every road has a secret path to infinity.
One can only go as far as their mind takes them.
Its us that holds our selfs back.
You must have a leap of faith over the gap.
With nothing in your way, its only you that can stop yourself.
Learn that it is okay to cry,
when this is discovered,
your tears will wash away the pain.
For the ones who mind isn't strong enough to see it,
the music,
will help,
carry you,
along the way.
Im so tired, I can no longer sleep.
In a state of daydreaming.
What is real I cannot see.
When the world is blinded by labels,
they teach us how it should be.
In only one direction, chained to walls,
why cant they just let us free?
In my head there are no boundries.
Every road has a secret path to infinity.
One can only go as far as their mind takes them.
Its us that holds our selfs back.
You must have a leap of faith over the gap.
What are they trainning us for?
Keep your mind and eyes open.
They're coming for you at your front door.
Never yeld or hold back.
Focus chi and knock them to the floor.
In my head there are no boundries.
Every road has a secret path to infinity.
One can only go as far as their mind takes them.
Its us that holds our selfs back.
You must have a leap of faith over the gap.
With nothing in your way, its only you that can stop yourself.
Learn that it is okay to cry,
when this is discovered,
your tears will wash away the pain.
For the ones who mind isn't strong enough to see it,
the music,
will help,
carry you,
along the way.
2
New Guitar Smell
This is a recent one. Its about how I use to take the time to just look at my guitar and play it without caring of how it sounds or what notes it plays. Now I worry about timeing and wrong notes. So this is a way to remind me to get back at those feelings. It was done with two acoustic tracks, one with delay and reverb, one with out, but both with chours. Along with to vocal tracks.
I've been....
wanting to write a song,
but its been far to long,
the creativity seems to be gone.
Even trying,
to make this ryhme,
seems like a waste of time.
Many moons ago before I played,
I inhaled the innerards of my guitar.
Trying to injest some feeling of nature,
allowing me to play true music.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
But now I rush things.
More worried about the timeing.
Now the song has lost feeling.
Which makes it so hard to sing.
This next verse I'll try to be different.
My voice pure with no effects.
Let myself know I truly can sing,
have my head buzzing.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
I believe its working,
seem to have an uplifting feeling.
To fell finally free,
makes me genuily happy.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
When I rushed things,
made me worry about the timeing.
The song lost all feeling.
Which makes it hard to sing.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
Go back way back,
when fingers would bleed,
before there was a star,
take the time to inhale your guitar!
I've been....
wanting to write a song,
but its been far to long,
the creativity seems to be gone.
Even trying,
to make this ryhme,
seems like a waste of time.
Many moons ago before I played,
I inhaled the innerards of my guitar.
Trying to injest some feeling of nature,
allowing me to play true music.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
But now I rush things.
More worried about the timeing.
Now the song has lost feeling.
Which makes it so hard to sing.
This next verse I'll try to be different.
My voice pure with no effects.
Let myself know I truly can sing,
have my head buzzing.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
I believe its working,
seem to have an uplifting feeling.
To fell finally free,
makes me genuily happy.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
When I rushed things,
made me worry about the timeing.
The song lost all feeling.
Which makes it hard to sing.
Need to go back,
back before,
I knew what I,
was doing take the time to inhale my guitar.
Go back way back,
when fingers would bleed,
before there was a star,
take the time to inhale your guitar!
3
Hush Into Nothing
This is an old song of mine but it bring it here makes it new again! It was done with two acoustic tracks and and two vocal tracks. It cuts off at the end because it was faded into another track on a previous album.
Shall we fly up to the clouds?
Look below your feet.
Here we are.
Dancing among stars.
Such inner peace.
Dont make a sound.
Shut those tired eyes.
Now wake in a dream.
Take off that mask.
It has no truth it just holds you back.
And only expresses your fears.
Just put them in front of you.
Its so easy to float.
We float down but we never touch the ground.
Buzz of vertigo inside your head.
This is how its meant to be.
Shall we fly up to the clouds?
Look below your feet.
Here we are.
Dancing among stars.
Such inner peace.
Dont make a sound.
Shut those tired eyes.
Now wake in a dream.
Take off that mask.
It has no truth it just holds you back.
And only expresses your fears.
Just put them in front of you.
Its so easy to float.
We float down but we never touch the ground.
Buzz of vertigo inside your head.
This is how its meant to be.
9
My First Step
This is my oldest and first song I ever wrote on a guitar. For years I played this tune without any words to it. So about 4 years ago I finaly did. I decided to make the lyrics about how it was my first song and a way going back to how it all began. I've done a version of it before but I enjoy this version more. hope you do too!
This is the first song I wrote on my guitar.
The notes simple.
And yet complicated.
My hands were trembling.
My head was buzzing.
It was so long ago.
Surprised how I still know.
How the notes go.
And how it made me shown.
Through the power of music I tasted my soul.
This is the first song I wrote on my guitar.
The notes simple.
And yet complicated.
My hands were trembling.
My head was buzzing.
This is the first song I wrote on my guitar.
The notes simple.
And yet complicated.
My hands were trembling.
My head was buzzing.
It was so long ago.
Surprised how I still know.
How the notes go.
And how it made me shown.
Through the power of music I tasted my soul.
This is the first song I wrote on my guitar.
The notes simple.
And yet complicated.
My hands were trembling.
My head was buzzing.
