Thursday, December 21, 2017

charts

LIST OF CHARTS INCLUDED

BRANDY
TUESDAYS GONE  (part)
LAST DANCE WITH MARY JANE
GIN AND JUICE
LAYLA
DREAM ON
JULIUS
1,000,000
EASY
KODACHROME
ME and JULIO




BRANDY CHART

INTRO-  (Basically the chorus part)    C#m     A      C#m     A      B-----steady strum

SECTION 1-   Do Do Do Do Do DoDo Do Do Do Do
           
                 Amaj7    E    F#m    Bsus4     B      (E   C#m  F#m B)

                 Actually 1 time, We want to play it more times


SECTION 2-   VERSE         (2 TIMES)
  
                E        G#m      C#m
   
                F#m      D         A

                E          G#m      C#m

                F#m        A       E
                

CHORUS- 1 TIME   
       
               Maybe an A   E   A   transition at the end


SECTION 1-    1 TIME


SECTION 2-     2 TIMES


CHORUS

SECTION 1- Do Do Do  Do DO

BRIDGE-  
C#m7   B     A    B     C#m7   D   C#m7   A   Bsus   B


SECTION 1-

SECTION 2-

CHORUS- TWICE


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TUESDAY CHART

RIFF 1- opening

RIFF 2- F lick

PART 3- Chorus



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LAST DANCE WITH MARY JANE


SECTION A:    (h)Am    G(5)     D    Am   (h)Am
4x instrumental
2x with lick

Start lyrics
Final lyrics           keep moving on.......

SECTION B:   Em  A

SECTION A:  
Final lyrics   ("Can't stay long")

SECTION B:  Em  A  

SECTION A:  
4 times with a solo

SECTION A
first lyric:  there's pigeons down
Final lyric:  walked to the road

SECTION B:

SECTION A:  Final Solo

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Tequila Sunrise

INTRO:  G Riff x4    Am    D    G riff   G riff variation

G      D    A    D7    G riff   x2

Em   C   Em   C    Em  C--------------



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Gin And Juice   (G and C Vamp)

With so much drama in L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
And, can I kick a little something for the G's
and, make a few friends as I breeze through
Don't you know it's two in the mornin'
and the party's still jumpin'
cause my momma ain't ho-ome
I got bitches in the living room gettin' me horny
and, they ain't leavin' til six in the mornin'
So, what you wanna do
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them whores
And we gonna smoke a ounce to that
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this
And I'll be
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind ya'll
I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in
You know, this type of shit happens all the time
You gotta get yours before I get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin' to the D-O-G
He's got the cultivating music that be captivating me
But, ah who hears the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
I started mackin' with this bitch named Sadie
You know, she used to be the homeboy's lady
Don't you know it's eighty degrees
when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-Ts
cause you gets none of these at ease
as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
And I'll be
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
[x2]
Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre
He came by with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J,
of some bubonic chronic, you know it made me choke
It ain't no joke, I had to back up off it,
Set my cup of gin down
Don't you know
Tanqueray and chronic, well I'm fucked up now
But it ain't stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dr. Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, you know I'm raisin' up off the cot
But don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, that's why I'm out the do'
And I'll be
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
[x2]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice (Beeotch!!)
Beeotch, oh woah woah woah
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice





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Layla 

LAYLA CHART
Verse chords  C#7m  G#7  G#7  C  D  E    F#m  B   E  A    F#m   B    E  A 
Chorus chords:  Dm   Bb   C   Dm     (with a walkdown)
Intro Solo

Verse 1:  “What will you do when you get lonely?”
Chorus 1:  Layla-  Ease my Worried Mind

Verse 2:  “Tried to give you consolation”
Layla- Ease my worried mind

(Joe goes off for a bit)

“Make the best of the situation”
Layla- Ease my worried mind     (MAYBE TWICE, MAYBE 1 BEFORE SOLO 1 AFTER)

SECOND GUITAR SOLO

JOE TAKES IT OVER TO THE END

C   F   C  F  C  F   Bb  

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 DREAM ON CHART

Verse Chords:  Em, D, Am, C
Chorus chords:  Em5, D5, C5, D5
Verse 1: All these lines on my face getting clearer.
“Everybody’s got their dues in life to pay” (B7!)

Chorus: I know what nobody knows.
Licks (perhaps Joe)

Verse 2: Half my life’s in books written pages.
Chorus:  Sing with me.  Sing for the year.  (repeat. )  B7 after 2nd

Dream On.  Dream On. Dream On.  Dream until your dream comes
Lick
Dream On.  Dream On.  Dream On.  Dream until your dream comes
Lick



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MACK THE KNIFE

VERSE CHORDS 5 TIMES
KEY CHANGE
VERSE CHORDS 1 more time

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JULIUS
Riff A x4
Riff A (Danger.... I've been told to expect it)
C  D
Riff A  x2

Riff B x4

Riff A x 4
Riff C x2

Riff D  x2  (slightly different rhythm from riff B)

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1,000,000

CAPO ON 2:
Verse (relative to capo)    G   C   D
Chorus (relative to capo)  C   D    G    Em

Verse: A   D   E
Chorus:  D   E   A   F#m

HOUSE
FUR COAT
GREEN DRESS

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THE WEIGHT CHART

Capo on 2;
G   Bm   C   G
G   D    C

Walkdown

Verse:  A  C#m   D    A
Chorus:  A   E   D

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EASY
Capo on 1

G   Bm   Am
F   C     G

Bridge is   F   Em
Then Joe's walk down.

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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Dear John- Original Song

D- pull off e string 2
D/C - hammer on e string fret 2
D/B- e string fret 3-fret 2
A

I've never wrote this kinda letter
someone else could write it better
I;m glad that you have taken time
to read this little note of mine

I've seen all your reruns
I've seen your latest show
so there's just one thing
I'd like to know

C D (I think)
Can I take a picture
of your wife naked?
Would you let me please?

And would you be offended
if I could only offer
twenty dollars Japanese

Dear John- Verse riff


Call it curiousity
if you like
I just want some pictures
I'll make em look real nice

When you think about it
I ain't asking much
I've tried to be respectful
wanna look don't wanna touch

If its about the money
I'll prove this ain't no joke.
I'll include the twenty
along with the note.

(that's four million yen!)
Chorus

Verse with Instrumental

If you accept the offer
everybody wins
please don't make me turn to
the Olsen twins

Your wife is quite a woman
I really think she's great
I always think about her
when I..........  paint


How's your your wife doing?
I really think she's great.
I often think about her.......
when I paint.


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Beware of enterprises
that require new clothes
beware of corporations
everybody knows
beware of politicians
certain times of year
I've got my own suspicions
I won't say em here.

Beware of conversations
if you tend to spit
Beware the Wealth of Nations
that book is full of shit
Beware when building bridges
In time they bend
Beware cause life is fair
but only in the end

Beware of first impressions
they stay upon the mind
beware of indiscretions
the trail ain't hard to find
beware of taking chances
don't bet on loaded dice
beware of new romances
some mistakes you can't make twice

beware of both sexes
you know how thry can be
beware of anybody
who's a friend of me

beware of bad decisions
like staring at the sun
beware I wouldn't share
your inner life with anyone

Beware of fashion salesmen
that probably makes your butt look fat
beware cause passion fails men
the ladies can vouch for that
beware of global business
they don't give a damn for you
beware dont leave a witness....
got to do what you got to do


Beware of economics
remember what's at stake
beware of hooked on phonics
that habit's hard to break
beware of quiet kids
who got picked on in school
beware cause everywhere
there's people pissing in the gene pool

Beware of making plans
if you make mistakes
nobody understands
I guess thems the brakes
beware of holding on
to a falling star
beware don't rest upon your laurels
in a local bar


Tuesday, November 7, 2017

2 short Poems

2 Short Poems

I've been broke
I've been brokenhearted
Maybe this is worse
My love is dying of thirst

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A toast for the recently dumped

Someday friend you'll laugh at this
lets raise a glass of liquor
They say that drink will kill you quick
But love can kill you quicker.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Facebook Memories

In 12 years of watching debate, I never saw a candidate lie so badly that the debate moderator had to point out the stupidity. "Can you say that a little louder?" Romney lied on Libya so badly that the moderator couldn't let it go.  -oct 16, 2012

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My girlfriend Heather complained about a guy at work who always trying to start political rants with her.   That is like an MMA fighter who always wants to wrestle, whether you have trained at wrestling or not.   -2012

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Yesterday a student asked me "what do you think about this topic?" My response was "I hope you never know what I think about your topic. I want you to know how I think, not what I think."   

just had a friend call for directions and then refuse to listen to me when I tried to give them. Don't waste my time if you think you are smarter than google maps!
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Most people learn nothing from diversity, not even the obvious lesson that we are all the same.



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Maybe this means what I think it means.  Maybe it means what I want it to mean.

Halloween Homileen: I've been listening to The Doors while I drive around doing errands today. Seemed like the perfect choice for All Hallow's Eve, when we get to peak behind the veil that shrouds this life from the next. Break on through to the other side and all that.
I thought, as I always do when I listen to The Doors: I love Jim Morrison. He was such a mess. It's not like an "I love him, but...". It's more like, "I love him, AND he was such a mess."
But why do I love him if he was such a mess? This is the question I ponder while I cruise up MoPac. And then it hits me, like an Epiphany on All Saints: Jim Morrison is my shadow side. Jim Morrison IS my shadow side.
Next year I'm going to dress up as Jim Morrison for Halloween. Y'all just wait and see. It's important to love our shadow sides. We all have them. And they need compassion and care, so that they can come out of hiding occasionally and play in safe, controlled environments. Otherwise they destroy us from the inside out. That's an approximation of what Carl Jung taught on the subject.
This is why I dressed as a vampire bride for Halloween the year after my divorce. I wore fangs and drank fake blood and tried to bite my friends. It was glorious! And the next day I was still my gentle, thoughtful self.
Most years I am uninspired by Halloween. It doesn't compute for me to pretend to be something I'm not, when the other 364 I'm struggling to be who I am. But a day when I get to be MORE of myself? That's something I can get behind.



I got a shout out on Kevin Smith's podcast Edumacation today. It happens 10:50min into the show. I was driving into work listening to it and I almost wrecked my car. Oh shit. Life is good.