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AGE:
62
LOC: Show Low, AZ
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 22
LOC: Show Low, AZ
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 22
I have a collection of good songs (mostly country) that I’ve decided to (for the 1st time) collaborate. They not only need a GOOD Vocalist, but also guitar and/or other instruments available. My initial goal is to produce a demo or demos that can be submitted to music publishers. Each was written to my original music that I can (poorly) sing the songs to and has never been scored onto paper.
As a published poet & novelist, I’ve used a dozen of my best songs in a mystery/thriller that I plan to make available as an audio book as well. My voice is good for that reading project but not the songs. The leading good guy character is a long-haul, song writing, 12-string guitar playing truck driver, that is a part time performer at a …
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IZEE Growing Up In A Logging Camp - Chapter Six - “Rattle Snakes” Our 1st summer in Izee had its share of adventure, projects, and mishaps. Robert and his little brother set about having fun. Climbing mountain cliffs, making rattlesnake belts, and exploring what was new and exciting. Rattlesnakes were always good for excitement. Robert showed me how to be very careful not to touch the mouth “Deadly fangs” area of a viper's head when pulling the skin off the serpant wit...
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Chapter One I was ready to start the fourth grade, the year we moved to Izee. Prior to that time, the Miles family had lived in Bates, Oregon. Bates was a company owned, sawmill town, too. The biggest difference was that the houses in Bates were painted, on the outside. My sister, Rita, had married her high school sweetheart, in June, and had moved to Eugene, Oregon. We would not be able to see her more than a couple of time a year – as it was ninety miles to the paved highway, and then over ...
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Truck Drivers and Salesman *********************** chorus: Truck drivers and salesmen are men of the road; One ‘Loads his holler’, While one ‘Hauls his load’... Before you fall for one It’s best that you knew: Truck drivers and salesmen Are just ‘Passing through’... It’s true that they do seem different, sometimes, The way they may dress, And, oh yes, different ‘Lines’... But, they share the ‘Feel’ of the ‘Flight of the free’, And, their’s is the ‘World’ That awaits them to ‘See’... Sometimes...
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YOUR NAME ********* I'll remember the way that I met you, How easy the right words just came; You can bet I won't forget you... But, I won't remember your name... It's funny how, sometimes, a stranger Comprehends as ones friends never could; You say what you feel without danger If your motives are misunderstood... I'll remember what it was to love you, You sharing yourself without shame; I'll remember the view from above you... But, I won't remember your name... It's too bad the one you belon...
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YOUR NAME ********* I'll remember the way that I met you, How easy the right words just came; You can bet I won't forget you... But, I won't remember your name... It's funny how, sometimes, a stranger Comprehends as ones friends never could; You say what you feel without danger If your motives are misunderstood... I'll remember what it was to love you, You sharing yourself without shame; I'll remember the view from above you... But, I won't remember your name... It's too bad the one you belo...
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