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(18 replies, posted in My local band and me)

Thank you Richard for taking the time to listen and comment. With hindsight I think that maybe I could have taken a more lighthearted comedic approach to my poem song monologue about being grateful to live in New Zealand. Maybe the Fred Dagg approach I should have taken here is his example attached below.     
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYvMeT2GC14

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(14 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I think this A1 is going to be a can of worms for many.     

EB keep up the good work are you going to record your uke group doing the song???     

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(18 replies, posted in My local band and me)

Here is my rough attempt at a poem song just with my guitar that I wrote.. Hope it makes sense.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e5dfAVSEGOY

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(14 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Grah thats scary  with people now asking Siri for all the answers and AI writing our songs. Somehow it doesn't feel human to me but I suspect it will become a tool used by many.
I just got it to write this song about chordie. So  here is what AI wrote about chordie.
Verse 1
In a world so wide, where the sun meets the sea,
There’s a place called Chordie, where our hearts are free,
From the mountains of Canada to the shores of Spain,
Songwriters gather, like a sweet refrain.

Chorus
Oh, Chordie is the rhythm, and the magic in the air,
Songwriters from all nations, sharing love and care,
With every strum and every line, we weave our stories true,
Together we create a world, painted in every hue.

Verse 2
Underneath the stars, in the glow of the moon,
They’re crafting melodies, they’re singing their tune,
From the deserts of Dubai to the forests of the north,
It’s a symphony of cultures, each one a priceless worth.

Chorus
Oh, Chordie is the rhythm, and the magic in the air,
Songwriters from all nations, sharing love and care,
With every strum and every line, we weave our stories true,
Together we create a world, painted in every hue.

Bridge
A tapestry of voices, a harmony so bright,
In every song we write, we find a spark of light,
With a guitar in our hands and dreams in our hearts,
We leave our footprints in the music that won’t part.

Chorus
Oh, Chordie is the rhythm, and the magic in the air,
Songwriters from all nations, sharing love and care,
With every strum and every line, we weave our stories true,
Together we create a world, painted in every hue.

Outro
So here’s to the dreamers, the pen and paper crew,
From every corner of the earth, we’ll sing our truths anew,
In this grand mosaic, we find our place and role,
Forever and always, we are chordie, heart and soul.     

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(1 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Love those lyrics Jim very relatable to many with those past memories.     

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(4 replies, posted in Poems)

Good poem I enjoyed reading it. Two Worlds Apart interesting words Shivan. I think about differences and commonalities a lot.   How people who become adversaries because of their point of view forget about also their commonalities. Life has many layers and what appears simple can become very complex.  Birds of different feathers some fly some don't they all have to eat to survive.
Humans sometimes lose their way by becoming too focused on their differences while forgetting their similarities like having to eat to survive.     

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(8 replies, posted in Poems)

Shivan, Haiku can be good to keep the mind active. Very interesting and well done what you have done with Haiku In years past using your fertile mind.

Five seven five yes
Haiku is challenging us
Done well it works

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(6 replies, posted in Poems)

Shivan thank you for your kind comments about my videos and other work feel free to call me Pete my actual name.

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(2 replies, posted in Poems)

Thank you Shivam for taking the time to read and comment. Herbie Flowers is a bass player that many have heard play but most probably don't know that they have. He is credited with playing bass on 500 hit recording by many artists. Many musician rate his bass playing on the Lou Reeds song Walk On The Wild Side as one of the great bass hooks of modern times. Herbie played bass on many genres of music and the people he played for or with is a bit of a whose who of music.     

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(4 replies, posted in Songwriting)

That is a good Jim better than anything I could do nowadays.  A piano accordion accompanying you and your guitar would set that of nicely.     

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(4 replies, posted in Songwriting)

I think, many a young lady would see this song as being about them.     

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(3 replies, posted in Songwriting)

William, I would love to hear you doing this song.     

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(2 replies, posted in Poems)

Piri that works great I see Malteezers in our local supermarket I must try them sometime,     

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(6 replies, posted in Poems)

First time I have read your poems  Ryuuse if my memory correct and I must say you are good.     

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(2 replies, posted in Poems)

I just heard one of my favorite bass players has passed away and it reminded that I haven't looked at or been chordie for a while.  I don't really have anything of value to offer this site nowadays but I thought this poem that came into my head might give someone something to read on here.           


                    Herbie Flowers On the Radio

Most times I don't want nothing but my central nervous system to respond to me.

Tidal triggers sometimes high sometimes low remind me to extend my reach.

Outside of my walls is a cat catching a rat while a lazy dog wags its tail head held high chasing the wind still loyal to a human.

Not saying hello not saying goodbye.

Warming sun a winter fire  a choir of birds surrounding me exempt from humans and invasive political words.

As I open my eyes in the morning to winter and summer invisible messages with no visible means of suport in my mind start to race all over the place after I hear a storm warning.

My thoughts wanting to conquer some unfathomable disgrace telling me when waking up the only boost  I need when tired is coffee beans and water.

Medical advice has turned me from coffee to tea blocking tiredness in my brain.

Blood boiling while hearing on the radio many humans are treated like lambs sent to the slaughter.

I hear a somber radio voice  announcing sad news, Herbie Flowers is no longer playing bass for some new recording.

Thoughts enter my morning space making me wonder what can I do that's good for the human race before I am called to that other place.

I hear a classical voice from an old playwriter of generations back saying in my head to me,  "to be or not to be" followed by a rock and roll intrusion into my thoughts a tune blasts out of my wife's radio telling me to "take a walk on the wild side".

After checking my  letterbox walking back up my path a idea springs out of the air reminding me its has been a long time since I have gone on my computer with thoughts of music and what's happening on chordie.

Finding no one is on chordie today  I ask myself who sang that song  "Where Have All The Flowers Gone".

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(8 replies, posted in Featured Song of the Month)

Wow Richard that is brilliant.     

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(8 replies, posted in Featured Song of the Month)

Thank you, Jan it is most probably too old school, for most people to enjoy. I messed up a bit in a few places in the song.     

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(8 replies, posted in Poems)

Piri, to me the big worry is the internet changing what it means to be human.  Convivial discussion on the internet is great but I'm starting to see more examples of the opposite. Chordie is good though there is just not enough people participating on here nowadays.  Long live civilization and long may we all be cynical about the reliability or safety of the internet.!     

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(8 replies, posted in Featured Song of the Month)

Here is my entry for this month an old one I did about 9 years back when I had more dexterity in my hands with word Devil in it. Just a recording done on a cellphone
https://soundcloud.com/eatleville/dont-let-the-devil     

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(12 replies, posted in Songwriting)

Gracias, Jim as they say in Spain está bien song about a Lady and a place in the world by you . A young friend of mine has been living in Madrid since 2018  teaching  Salsa with other Spanish influenced dance styles and also English language.  He loves living there. I think your song captures some of that romantic tension that can be associated with the Spanish streets where so many young lovers roam. Though in your song its more of a reunion of two lovers who had been separated for a while.     

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(9 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

Imagination is at the start of all good adventures.     

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(6 replies, posted in Chordie's Chat Corner)

That must have been very frustrating? I went to an outdoor concert once where there was a power outage so they switched over to a diesel powered generator that was so noisy that it ruined the show sound for me in the audience. The other people with me didn't think the generator noise was a problem just me.

Thank you, Jan, I hope it gives people a rough Idea of what I was trying to achieve.     

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(8 replies, posted in Poems)

Jan I appreciate you taking the time to drop in and make a comment.
Thankyou also Piri and Brian  love the poetry you guys write.

Civilization is not about old or young
It is about talking
Though sometimes I wish I had bit my tongue or zipped my lip
Difference between intimidation and a welcoming community
Can lift or destroy  a whole nation
The online reality is not the real reality
People who have time for people have life
More than one person sitting on a bench talking
Is  better than more than one person sitting on a bench
Looking at their devices
Not talking
I don’t need algorithms to make me feel good
Just someone on a bus smiling or saying, “hi” makes my day
Is it all about my or someone else’s age
It is hard to say
Good humanity can be a simple act
Of a young person helping an old person
Cross the road