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@ Walker. I'm a long time fan of Weather Report. I like me a good instrumental. I deal with enough words elsewhere in life.

Here's the most recent instrumental a friend and I recorded (hobby, not pro), which people I've played it to have described as "relaxing" although one friend suggested that with some added wa-wa guitar it could pass as a porno sound track :)
https://soundcloud.com/in-the-house-5/w ... soundcloud

Nice.

The Brian Setzer Orchestra - Nosey Joe - Jive music
Big band.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0ZjdLeBTW0

One of the greatest pop blues songs of all time.

It has it all.

Blinded by Love by B B King

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NdbXJ9iQ804

The moment the world changed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v--IqqusnNQ

Hobbes' Choice wrote:The moment the world changed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v--IqqusnNQ

From the man whose only artistic mistake, his whole life was straightening his teeth.

A Great George Duke tune of Social Philosophy that I just know you’re going to enjoy.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHIhsq9qHPk

Greta wrote: Here's the most recent instrumental a friend and I recorded (hobby, not pro), which people I've played it to have described as "relaxing" although one friend suggested that with some added wa-wa guitar it could pass as a porno sound track

So, you played on this, did you, Greta?

Harbal wrote:

Greta wrote: Here's the most recent instrumental a friend and I recorded (hobby, not pro), which people I've played it to have described as "relaxing" although one friend suggested that with some added wa-wa guitar it could pass as a porno sound track

So, you played on this, did you, Greta?

Yup Alfie, I have tons of music online. Music was pretty well my life for a long time.

Walker, I haven't heard Uncle Remus for ages. I never paid attention to the lyrics, and it seems I should have done. My favourite black rights music was by the charismatic Abbey Lincoln singing for the Max Roach 5tet - very moving, powerful and creative: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IF6q6XKKrik

For something different, there's interesting philosophy and psychology to be found in this musicianship masterclass by jazz pianist, Hal Galper: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9TavIO6PYU. If you enjoyed this he has a number of quality music masterclass videos on YouTube.

Greta wrote:Walker, I haven't heard Uncle Remus for ages. I never paid attention to the lyrics, and it seems I should have done. My favourite black rights music was by the charismatic Abbey Lincoln singing for the Max Roach 5tet - very moving, powerful and creative: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IF6q6XKKrik

For something different, there's interesting philosophy and psychology to be found in this musicianship masterclass by jazz pianist, Hal Galper: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9TavIO6PYU. If you enjoyed this he has a number of quality music masterclass videos on YouTube.

Thank you Greta. I thoroughly enjoyed the realness of Lincoln, Galper, and yourself. Study seriously and have fun playing the man said. Good advice for life, that is. In writing right now, just at this moment, not really knowing what to say to you, an old memory appears. At the end of a long hot day working outside in the city I got into the work van at curb parking. I must have spaced awhile because someone started honking their horn. I hung outside the open window and looked back. A woman was in her car, double-parked and waiting for the space. She wanted me to hurry up. I saw that she was agitated, and seeing that I was in no posture to drive and me wasting her time made her angry. Her mouth started working, her head waggin, I heard her voice. She was givin it to me mean all right. A black woman ready to fight. And I don’t know why but I just started smiling, which amped her up. And I started grinning. She kept it up a bit longer and then she couldn’t help herself. She smiled and surprising it was to see the façade drop so fast like that. It was like she just gave in. There we were for a moment, looking right at each other for real through the glass of her windshield. Out of all the forgotten moments since then, this has stayed. I waved a little hand wave goodbye and she kept smiling. It was nice. So, thank you for the peace you somehow gave me.

An all-time favorite, which I always thought is most empirical in message.

Cosmik Debris

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6-YSqq ... WCeYy3ytte

Walker wrote:

marjoram_blues wrote:For Auld Lang Syne

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

That song is heartbreaks what’s left.

Yours reminded me of this one: Same Old Lang Syne - Dan Fogelberg

When it debuted I strongly identified with it. Not that we shared the same experience, but that I felt the emotion, and envied his story, knowing my situation would probably never bear the same fruit. Anyway, it's a great tune at any measure. Enjoy!

Lyrics:

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged.

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie.

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude.

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another 'auld lang syne'...

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away.

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain --