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Well I like it very much!

Its not perfect but that is what appears when you play from the heart and soul, refining comes later maybe ;)

I don't usually quot a full post with videos but in this case I wanted to ensure it stays with the thread!

Show us whazchagot more please:happy65:

 

Thanks Patch.

This recording was shared as part of a Pain management and Therapy group. most all of us were PTSD Vets as Primary, the physical stuff just made it worse..

The topic or homework for lack of a better word was to kinda do a show an tell of what we do to handle the PTSD when the pain gets out of control.

and talking beyond morphine capable pain levels. So I dont edit the sessions where im dealing with the pain. If I did there would be nothing to share as my hands are also affected messing it all up all over the place. I promise to get something without the screws loose !!

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One of my favorites from years gone by.....

 

Glenn Yarbrough....

 

 

 

The Crucifixion

Phil Ochs

 

 

 

 

And the night comes again to the circle studded sky

G Bm

The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie

Am D G Em

'Till the universe expodes as a falling star is raised

Am D G Em

Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed

Am D G Em

But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze

Am D Em

With the speed of insanity, then he dies.

 

In the green fields a turnin', a baby is born

His cries crease the wind and mingle with the morn

An assault upon the order, the changing of the guard

Chosen for a challenge that is hopelessly hard

And the only single sound is the sighing of the stars

But to the silence and distance they are sworn

 

Images of innocence charge him go on

But the decadence of destiny is looking for a pawn

To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate

And a blinding revelation is laid upon his plate

That beneath the greatest love is a hurricane of hate

And God help the critic of the dawn.

So he stands on the sea and shouts to the shore,

But the louder that he screams the longer he's ignored

For the wine of oblivion is drunk to the dregs

And the merchants of the masses almost have to be begged

'Till the giant is aware, someone's pulling at his leg,

And someone is tapping at the door.

 

Then his message gathers meaning and it spreads across the land

The rewarding of his pain is the following of the man

But ignorance is everywhere and people have their way

Success is an enemy to the losers of the day

In the shadows of the churches, who knows what they pray

For blood is the language of the band.

 

The Spanish bulls are beaten; the crowd is soon beguiled,

The matador is beautiful, a symphony of style

Excitement is estatic, passion places bets

Gracefully he bows to ovations that he gets

But the hands that are applauding are slippery with sweat

And saliva is falling from their smiles

 

Em C D

So dance dance dance

Em

Teach us to be true

C

Come dance dance dance

D Em

'Cause we love you

Then this overflow of life is crushed into a liar

The gentle soul is ripped apart and tossed into the fire.

First a smile of rejection at the nearness of the night

Truth becomes a tragedy limping from the light

All the (canons|heavens) are horrified, they stagger from the sight

As the cross is trembling with desire.

 

They say they can't believe it, it's a sacrilegious shame

Now, who would want to hurt such a hero of the game?

But you know I predicted it; I knew he had to fall

How did it happen? I hope his suffering was small.

Tell me every detail, I've got to know it all,

And do you have a picture of the pain?

 

Time takes her toll and the memory fades

but his glory is broken, in the magic that he made.

Reality is ruined; it's the freeing from the fear

The drama is distorted, to what they want to hear

Swimming in their sorrow, in the twisting of a tear

As they wait for a new thrill parade.

 

The eyes of the rebel have been branded by the blind

To the safety of sterility, the threat has been refined

The child was created to the slaughterhouse he's led

So good to be alive when the eulogy is read

The climax of emotion, the worship of the dead

And the cycle of sacrifice unwinds.

 

So dance dance dance

Teach us to be true

Come dance dance dance

'Cause we love you

 

And the night comes again to the circle studded sky

The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie

'Till the universe explodes as a falling star is raised

Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed

But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze

With the speed of insanity, then he died.

 

 

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Phil Ochs

The Crucifixion lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

 

 

 

 

 

 

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One of my favorites from years gone by.....

 

Glenn Yarbrough....

 

The Crucifixion

Phil Ochs

 

 

 

 

And the night comes again to the circle studded sky

G Bm

The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie

Am D G Em

'Till the universe expodes as a falling star is raised

Am D G Em

Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed

Am D G Em

But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze

Am D Em

With the speed of insanity, then he dies.

 

In the green fields a turnin', a baby is born

His cries crease the wind and mingle with the morn

An assault upon the order, the changing of the guard

Chosen for a challenge that is hopelessly hard

And the only single sound is the sighing of the stars

But to the silence and distance they are sworn

 

Images of innocence charge him go on

But the decadence of destiny is looking for a pawn

To a nightmare of knowledge he opens up the gate

And a blinding revelation is laid upon his plate

That beneath the greatest love is a hurricane of hate

And God help the critic of the dawn.

So he stands on the sea and shouts to the shore,

But the louder that he screams the longer he's ignored

For the wine of oblivion is drunk to the dregs

And the merchants of the masses almost have to be begged

'Till the giant is aware, someone's pulling at his leg,

And someone is tapping at the door.

 

Then his message gathers meaning and it spreads across the land

The rewarding of his pain is the following of the man

But ignorance is everywhere and people have their way

Success is an enemy to the losers of the day

In the shadows of the churches, who knows what they pray

For blood is the language of the band.

 

The Spanish bulls are beaten; the crowd is soon beguiled,

The matador is beautiful, a symphony of style

Excitement is estatic, passion places bets

Gracefully he bows to ovations that he gets

But the hands that are applauding are slippery with sweat

And saliva is falling from their smiles

 

Em C D

So dance dance dance

Em

Teach us to be true

C

Come dance dance dance

D Em

'Cause we love you

Then this overflow of life is crushed into a liar

The gentle soul is ripped apart and tossed into the fire.

First a smile of rejection at the nearness of the night

Truth becomes a tragedy limping from the light

All the (canons|heavens) are horrified, they stagger from the sight

As the cross is trembling with desire.

 

They say they can't believe it, it's a sacrilegious shame

Now, who would want to hurt such a hero of the game?

But you know I predicted it; I knew he had to fall

How did it happen? I hope his suffering was small.

Tell me every detail, I've got to know it all,

And do you have a picture of the pain?

 

Time takes her toll and the memory fades

but his glory is broken, in the magic that he made.

Reality is ruined; it's the freeing from the fear

The drama is distorted, to what they want to hear

Swimming in their sorrow, in the twisting of a tear

As they wait for a new thrill parade.

 

The eyes of the rebel have been branded by the blind

To the safety of sterility, the threat has been refined

The child was created to the slaughterhouse he's led

So good to be alive when the eulogy is read

The climax of emotion, the worship of the dead

And the cycle of sacrifice unwinds.

 

So dance dance dance

Teach us to be true

Come dance dance dance

'Cause we love you

 

And the night comes again to the circle studded sky

The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie

'Till the universe explodes as a falling star is raised

Planets are paralyzed, mountains are amazed

But they all glow brighter from the brilliance of the blaze

With the speed of insanity, then he died.

 

 

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Phil Ochs

The Crucifixion lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

 

 

AMAZing!

 

Yaknow @videoarizona ya just don't post often enough anymore!

 

So much of that song is like a somebody, was a peeking over my shoulder!

 

Right on

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Our friend Patch asked for this one to be played!!! Dedicated to Patch wayyyyyy up there in Kanuckian Land!! Here ya go brother,, Johnny Cash at his finest!!!

 

@Patch seems to have disappeared off the Site Dad. Don’t see his name on the member list any more. Hope he returns though. Always enjoyed his banter!
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I have a huge playlist that I listen to while I'm making miles. Most of the music is from the late 80's and newer (not surprising given that I'm smack dab in the middle of GenX, and a fair bit younger than most of you), but here are a few of my older faves from that list:

 

 

Edit: It seems I can only link 1 vid per post. Sorry for the post dump!

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https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://m.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3D-1jd1o7WAXo&ved=2ahUKEwil9ZH9ltfqAhWQGs0KHWvYBIIQo7QBMAB6BAgBEAE&usg=AOvVaw3woCZpUZucVDkOLgl3zqye

 

Lost my dad a little more than five years ago. I was honored to spend the last month of his life on earth, by his side at his home in FL.

A pastor whom was always there with open arms for his kids, even when his heart was breaking for his Prodigal Son.

A blessing it was for my sister's and me to sing him to sleep with the old hymns that he'd sing to his kids before bed 40 years earlier.

 

https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://m.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DN3TYkAWRdU4&ved=2ahUKEwiF78ySn9fqAhVRds0KHW5NCsEQo7QBMAB6BAgDEAE&usg=AOvVaw0V7jlRbmyEU_pI1f4J89zw

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https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://m.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3D-1jd1o7WAXo&ved=2ahUKEwil9ZH9ltfqAhWQGs0KHWvYBIIQo7QBMAB6BAgBEAE&usg=AOvVaw3woCZpUZucVDkOLgl3zqye

 

Lost my dad a little more than five years ago. I was honored to spend the last month of his life on earth, by his side at his home in FL.

A pastor whom was always there with open arms for his kids, even when his heart was breaking for his Prodigal Son.

A blessing it was for my sister's and me to sing him to sleep with the old hymns that he'd sing to his kids before bed 40 years earlier.

 

https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&url=https://m.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3DN3TYkAWRdU4&ved=2ahUKEwiF78ySn9fqAhVRds0KHW5NCsEQo7QBMAB6BAgDEAE&usg=AOvVaw0V7jlRbmyEU_pI1f4J89zw

Surfrider ,, your dad sounds like he was my kind of people Surf. THANK YOU for sharing that with us!! In respect of and in response to your post,, I want to dedicate this old Trucker song that has stirred my heart since the early Trucker CB days back in the late 60's/early 70's to your Dad's memorial. I know it is not a hymn persay (of which I could easily relate to as your father did cause I love those old Gospel hymn's too) but it is definitely right up there with Merle's tune as far as telling it like it is... Hope it inspires and does not offend you or the precious memories you have of your Dad in any way:

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Patch seems to have disappeared off the Site Dad. Don’t see his name on the member list any more. Hope he returns though. Always enjoyed his banter!

 

Very kind of you!

So how come you didn't stop by then? Offer me a brew? Or how about a asking if I wouldn't mind taking the Mrs. out for dinner (on your tab) while you were golfing? Hmm

 

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Very kind of you!

So how come you didn't stop by then? Offer me a brew? Or how about a asking if I wouldn't mind taking the Mrs. out for dinner (on your tab) while you were golfing? Hmm

 

:12101:

Well look what the cat dragged in! If you’re going to take a holiday, how about giving us a heads up 😳. I was worried sick, not. You must have one of those Google tracking mechanisms the boys are talking about because I was in your fair city last week. And no, I’m not letting the Mrs. within sight of you. I’ve read some of your posts! Joking aside bud, one day we need to meet up and share a beverage. 👍

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Well @Surfrider I have a secret to share; I envy what you remember and feel for that life and that man you called Dad!

We do not all receive such a blessing to begin our journey with.

 

When I learned to read I wasted no time becoming more than a fly on a fence post. One lesson that always stuck with me is the one sure thing about energy & matter can not be destroyed. Yes we can manipulate it, we can reduce it but in the end and in some shape and form it remains.

 

So as was your Dad's energy is still his energy; and so as I see and believe it all that he was he still is, and lives within children, grandchildren for generations to come!

 

Want proof :)

 

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Eh guys, want to thank y,all for sharing in this thread; your thoughts and comments have been very rewarding. Certainly a symbol to which this club remains a well woven and worn sweater.

 

I want to post a song that dates back a touch, first tho, I know there is something of a disconnect between our to countries. As a "Kanuckian" we have often witnessed first hand this "American Experiment"

triumphs, falls and losses: they as always have been felt and discussed North of 49 and, is how JFK said it was meant to be, and I agree.

 

While still adding to my music collection I came across a couple tunes that struck me tho not both related to this post, I wish to share this with y'all hoping you see and feel as much pride in it as we do here to the North.

 

Was this symbol the makings of Hollywood or of the people; thinking now the last of many last Spock lines ;)

 

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I have a huge playlist that I listen to while I'm making miles. Most of the music is from the late 80's and newer (not surprising given that I'm smack dab in the middle of GenX, and a fair bit younger than most of you), but here are a few of my older faves from that lis

 

Edit: It seems I can only link 1 vid per post. Sorry for the post dump!

 

I like it!

Why is it this song reminds me of traveling the West in the Late 70's not sure? I do know in those days and thru my travels I found being stuck broke down is sometimes one of the loneliest moments remember thru my life. Yet as I recall there is really no better place thru my travels then being broke down in these Prairies, somehow and thru that mean heat wave dancing off the black tops there always seem to be a Puc wondering round willing ready to share a jug and a helping hand!

Some even come along with Chicks named Tip ;)

 

Here is one of my favorites from Led... As @LittleSparkPlug can attest to ;)

 

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OK, that one isn't so old...

 

 

Wow what a great song for us in the club, "I" that other kind" so right on!

 

You should drop in to Mama's cafe, we kind of just let loose there... We share so much and spin vinyl till the wolves howl.

Just the other night Puc and I (after the kids went to bed) start talking bout Tip, I calls her Tippy cause she has to tippy toe past Puc to take my calls! Anyways, turns out we (Puc and Me) both appreciate the same things about Tip/Tippy which as I read many years back is a result of brain wiring,,,, anyways kind of a long story and Puc was drinking Pepsi straight up and couldn't get to sleep. I on the other hand was mixing my Pepsi with Lambs Dark, hopin he fall asleep so as I could play Tippy our song>>> But I think Puc has cought on to Tip/Tippy and Me cause he was playing "My girl Bill" really I think Tippy prefers my weeping melodies ;)

 

 

https://youtu.be/Ki78MK9JywE

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Smoke On the water..

 

Well I play a band in my yuth before I was tucked away, this song was one of them.

 

Now whiles life was a fording my steel I found a deeper Purple that kind of fit, here it is by Grand Funk ;)

 

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Now that is a hard Beat to Follow EH Boys!

 

Ya know Dad and I gots into one of those tings we here knows we's gets into... Carl is always tryin to pave us smooth... Anyways rather then kick me to the curve, Dad gives me options, like MUSIC afora example!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Personally I think heisatonedeef Cause he aint never posted a tune we ol aint heerd before "Patch iffin you don't like its...."

I really don't,tinks,he,has,a,note,in,em? Puc ya knows him better whatschathink?

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SO boys we have a brother that feels he is not so much at home these days.

I have had the pleasure of swapping stories withem.

I was taken by his take on book covers.

I think I get his view but maybe deep down it isn't so?

We exchanged a bit, I posted these to him one on one and, sadly I have not had return from him since!

So has anybody body seen/heard from our brother Poppa Phil ?

"Is this about race Phil?" (me)

"And here I has the audacity to think no one was listening." (Phil)

 

 

 

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