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Thought For the Day: You Can’t Overthink the Music. Mood and Intensity Can’t Be Manufactured. The Blues Isn’t About Structure; It’s What You Bring To It
“You can’t overthink the music. Mood and intensity can’t be manufactured. The blues isn’t about structure; it’s what you bring to it. The spontaneity of capturing a specific moment is what drives it.” – Jimmy Page
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Tagged Blues, Drive, Jimmy Page, Manufactured, Mood and Intensity, Music, Overthink, Spontaniety, Structure, Thought For the Day
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Making Early Connections
Making Early Connectionsby Michael DoyleGrowing up, living in the shadow of war,There was hope, but little more.Utopian dreams grew from anxiety.There was no surrender to the complexity.America offered her roots, rock, and blues.Trains were rolling over blue suede shoes.Memphis electrified … Continue reading
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Tagged Affect, America, Beat, Blue Suede Shoes, Blues, British, Business, Classic Rock, Connection, Cutting Teeth, Drums, Efficiency, Electric Guitars, Freedom, Guitars, Harp, Jam, James BRown, John Bonham, Little Richard, Lonnie Donegan, Memphis, Music, Poetry and Poems, Records, Rock, rock-music, Shadow of War, Shaking All Over, Shuffle, Skiffle Beat, Song, Stars, Studio Session, The Street
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Bullfrog’s Blues
Bullfrog’s Bluesby Michael DoyleIt seems Bullfrog doesn’t like sweltering heat,But he liked less, his man facedown on the street.The weight of decisions bringing life and deathOften takes away even a tough man’s breath. To hide his tears, he feigned a … Continue reading
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Tagged Blues, Breath, Bullfrog, Card, Coffin, Cough, Death, Decision, Die Hard, Guilt, Hard To Forgive, Heat, Joked, Left To LIve, Lessons, Life and Death, Loe, Orders, Poetry and Poems, Street, Tears
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Beneath the Skin
Beneath the Skinby Michael DoyleThere just beneath my skinAs simple as you pleaseIs the real me that beginsWith the will not to appeaseBut to be just who I am insideBehind my appearance, I hideDisguised by the roles I playIs the … Continue reading
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Tagged Appearance, Appease, Beneath, Blues, Disguise, Fiction, Guitar, Heart, Hide, Horror, Inside, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Real Me, Road, Roles, Short Story, Simple, Skin, Str, Tales, Thousand voices, Writing
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Bob Dylan’s Blues
Bob Dylan’s Bluesby Michael DoyleBob Dylan’s tangle was a lot more than blueIts effect has had a multi-generational hueHis music, writing, and lyrical poetryHas etched its way into the best of historyMost of us take part in shallow walk-on rolesThere … Continue reading
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Tagged Arrival, Bell Tolls, Blessed, Blood On the Tracks, Blues, Bob Dylan, Chimes, Context, Destiny, Electrified, Etch, Folk Reborn, Folk Tradition, Freedom, Heard, History, Home, Lasting Impression, Left Alone, Lives, Lyrical Poetry, Mr. Tambourine Man, Multi-generational Hue, Music, Poetic Expression, Poetry and Poems, Respect, Shallow, Success, Survival, Tangle, Walk-On Role, Worn, Writing
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Wrist Cutter Blues
Wrist Cutter Bluesby Michael DoyleShe was born hard to impressHe was maybe overly dressedFor a boy deep in his thoughtsBut she could never be boughtThey were standing in the deep endSomehow waiting for a friendNeither of them was from anywhereThat … Continue reading
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Tagged Afterlife, Anywhere, Blues, Born, Bought, Boy, Capable, Care, Cold Brew, Deep End, Deep In Thought, Doom, Empty People, Everyone else, False Punchlines, Fell, Forget, Friend, Happy, Hard To Impress, Hard To Tell, Heartbreaks, Hell, Invisibile, John, Jokes, Laugh, Life, Meaning of Life, Missed, Mistakes, Muddling Through, Overly Dressed, Path, Patterns, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Repeat, Slice, Small Regrets, Steeple, Steven, Suspect, Sylvia Plath, Warm Slice, Wonder, Wrist
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A Huntington Beach Memory
A Huntington Beach Memoryby Michael DoyleThe sand in my shoesHolds a Midas shadowOver time passages and windowsOf all these memories and bluesMy eyes rise to the timeless skiesWhen certain songs on the radio playThis, then, is no real disguiseFor the … Continue reading
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Tagged Accurate, Al Stewart, Appreggiated, Arts, Blues, Certainty, Charade, Clinker, Closer To the Heart, Coming, Crescendo, Daydreams, Days, Disguise, Done, Echo, Ending, Eyes, Forget, Girls, Got Away, Guitars, Held, Highway One, History, Huntington Beach, Illusion, Jam, Left Behind, Lot To Say, Memories, Memory, Midas, Mind, Old Song, Play, Poetry and Poems, Present, Radio, Radio Charts, Regret, Remember, Sand, Shadow, Shoes, Songs, Straightened, Sunshine, Time Passages, Timeless Skies, Verses, Wheels of Confusion, Windows, Wonder
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Searching For Reasons Why
Searching For Reasons Whyby Michael DoyleSearching for wordsThat just won’t comeHoping for a pocketful of miraclesBut finding noneThis is no way to spendThe moments leading to Christmas DayJust hoping for them to endCause they make no difference anywayTake another sip … Continue reading
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Tagged Able, Believe, Blues, Cards, Chair, Christmas, Christmas Day, Comfort, Could, Cry, Daughters, David, Die, Difference, Dream, Dreams, Drenched, End, Father, Give, Gone, Good, Half, Happy, Hard, Hearts, Hope, Knocked Back, Lack, Life, Life's Pain, Long, Moments, None, Nudge, Pocketful of Miracles, Poetry and Poems, Pouring Rain, Read, Reasons, Rhyme, Sadness, Seams, Searching, Shoulders, Sip, Snowman, Spend, Stand, Stars, Table, Think, Time, Watch, Why, Without A Reason Why, Words
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