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Touching On Rush

Touching On Rushby Michael DoyleThere on the edge of an unknown stageAre those who’ve escaped life’s cage.They’ve chosen patterns of innovation,Stirred by their warp speed imaginations.Well, now, isn’t that a rush?There is and was magic in their touch.They weren’t here … Continue reading

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Lessons From Randy Rhoads

Lessons From Randy Rhoadsby Michael DoylePlug in and play from your heart,That’s the best way f you’re gonna start.Play for your soul, not for the charts.It’s the killer instinct behind this art.Hard work brings the claim to fame.It’s how you … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: I Play the Notes As They Are Written, But It Is God Who Makes the Music

“I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.” – Johann Sebastian Bach

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¡Viva Venezuela libre!

¡Viva Venezuela libre!by Michael DoyleAmerican power has been put on display,Concentrated on a dictator who came to play.Law enforcement and military mightLanded to make our world more right.Power, speed, and competenceOvercame instantaneously every hindrance.Overwhelming without any American loss,The US military … Continue reading

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Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)

Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)by Michael DoyleCropper laid the template for rock-n-roll.Green Onions made the Soul Man cry. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay consoled our soulsAs Otis crashed and the rest of America cried.He proved that sometimes more … Continue reading

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When Rock Went To School

When Rock Went To Schoolby Michael DoyleSometimes there is thunder in a perfect mind.There in that place we have left behind.We wonder why it is that we all can’t walk away.We’re still mesmerized by the songs they used to play.Every … Continue reading

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Getting It Right

Getting It Rightby Michael DoyleSomehow, I’ve split at my seams,But I’m still holding to my dreams.All my summers have met their end.Still, all in all, you’re my forever friend.Stated in its mighty declarative,Life best lived is lived by its narrative.The … Continue reading

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Hollow Words and Climbing Trees

Hollow Words and Climbing Treesby Michael DoyleHanging out on an oak limb Beneath the canopy’s shadow,The moves we made brought us safety.Empty words ring kind of hollow.Left on their own, kids flourish.It’s the way we allow them to nourishThe decision-making … Continue reading

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Poetry Is Simple

Poetry Is Simpleby Michael DoyleShe said writing poems is simple,Just write what you want to say.Then suddenly, it’s simple,Or so the natural-born poets say.They try to give the secret away,As if it were something of the everyday.Yet, what’s missing is … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: A Guitar Is A Very Personal Extension of the Person Playing It. You Have To Be Emotionally and Spiritually Connected To Your Instrument

“A guitar is a very personal extension of the person playing it. You have to be emotionally and spiritually connected to your instrument. I’m very brutal on my instruments, but not all the time.” – Eddie Van Halen

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