Southern Zen ( 2nd verse REVISITED)

VERSE TWO.

In every life we learn, that the page will turn,

As long as it is written.

Your couriosity, leads you where you'll be,

forbidden and forgiven.

The more that we create, share, and celebrate,

together, better we are gettin',

So, remember all the colors and the songs upon The Tree,

Those from long ago, and those we've yet to breathe,

Three, two, one,

Our family's become,

Come on and raise your hands,

Cuz we're livin' Southern Zen.

 

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NEW SONG: Who Gonna Make Da Milk?

Who gonna Make the Milk?
Baby gonna Drink the Milk.
Who gonna Make the Milk?
Daddy gonna Make the Milk.

My latest creation. *bows*

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VIDEO: Remembering Jellyfish

Hundreds of thousands of ALT-Rock fans of the early 1990s were lured into fan hood by two delicious records by Jellyfish, the most brilliant of rock derivatives in both lyric and composition.

Today, I ran across an article by Peter Lee that best pinpoints the artistic importance of Jellyfish in time and legacy better than any other article I've discovered. Read on:

Jellyfish: The legacy of power pop's golden boys
by Peter Lee

I was fortunate enough to sneak into the Denver June 1991 show as they opened for headliner rookie -- The Black Crowes. Their performance was unbelievable to hear.

And below is "The King is Half Undressed" video which started it all for me:


And below is a video from the tour... the Jellyfish harmonies join The Crowes on "Seein' Things" -- idyllic collaboration... it may take Johnny, Rich and Chris to ask Jellyfish to reform for a tour for a new generation to hear "PowerPop's Golden Boys" play live again.




peace-
seanrox

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NEW SONG: "Gypsy Love"

Everyday
I feel miracles.
It's not nothing that I've done.
It's about my friends, and who they become.
Everyday

You're my grace.
For the first time I'm -- less cynical.
After all the situations I've sojourned thru.
My mysterious journey led me to you.
My, how you are my grace.

But none of it.
Without each day we together live,
Filled with every-thing-that-is.

And that's why I... thank God I gotta lady.
I love her, yes I do.
She is my woman -- you really should have one too.

She was overlaid -- and I was underpaid.
Like a quantum sum -- the music makes us one.

Lido-caine, now come -- Gypsy Love.

peace-
seanrox

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NEW SONG: On the Edge of Georgia (Be Like You Oughtta)

I had to come down.
Just to be like I oughtta.
Ride down the river -- to the Edge of Georgia

Where we can all dream.
About two hundred thousand dreams.
Talkin' about home -- where a workin' man owns his own.

Let's keep it all sane -- through the growin' pains.
Poor man, rich man -- brothers.
If you've ever picked guitar -- On the Edge of Georgia.

Where we can be like we oughtta.
Grab-a-guitar and a mandolin -- meet-ya-in-the Alabama backwater ya'll.

Where we can all sing.
About what freedom and sorrow bring.
Talk-about-the-whole-damn-thing -- by slammin' on skin and pickin' on strings.

Raise your glass and sing -- through the growin' pains.
Poor man, rich man -- brothers.
If you've ever sang The Blues -- in Columbus, Georgia.

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