This is nothing more than my usual ramblings at people that keep turning on lights every time they come into the room and I am sitting in the dark. Then to add insult to injury, they leave the bright lights on when they go out of the room! AARRRGGGhh. Keep your big bright ideas to yourself.
Posts Tagged ‘#singersongwriter’
Brighter and Brighter MSK 1980
Posted: April 11, 2023 in #poetry, PoetryTags: #audio, #lyrics, #Martinguitars, #michaelskennedy, #Midi, #midicontroller, #mididrums, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #ovationguitars, #personal, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #poetrypod, #recording, #singersongwriter, #songwriter, #sound, #vocalist, #vocals
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The Dream © MSK 3/21/2023
Posted: April 7, 2023 in #poetry, My TunesTags: #dreams, #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #musician, #personal, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #singersongwriter, #songwriter
Is this
The Dream
I can’t remember
How it feels.
One thought
Opens
Yet another path
Forgotten.
Whispers
Dead ends
Familiar faces
Wrong season.
Tried to
Go back
Once I found the way
It was gone.
It seems
Simple
It even makes sense
Natural.
Rewind
Redo
Soon I will forget
What it means.
No, this is The Dream
I could stay here all night.
Once you took my hand
I found it hard to let go.
Wake up
Too fast
I keep struggling
To hold on.
Madness
Meaning
Gentle distractions
Tempt my dreams.
No, this is The Dream
I could stay here all night.
Once you took my hand
I never wanted to let go.
No, this is The Dream
I could stay here all night.
Once you take my hand
Don’t ever let me go.
Some Sounds
Echoes
It doesn’t matter
What you choose.
First thoughts
Grow old
Were you even real
Or just The Dream?
Is this
The Dream
Were you even real or just The Dream?
I can’t remember
How it feels.
Were you even real or just The Dream?
Rewind
Redo
Were you even real or just The Dream?
Soon I will forget
What it means.
Were you even real or just The Dream?
Music for “Reflections”
Posted: March 25, 2023 in My TunesTags: #cdbaby, #enemiesinyourhead, #guitar, #keyboard, #keyboardplayers, #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #Midi, #midicontroller, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #perigee, #personal, #poetry, #recording, #recordingstudio, #singer, #singersongwriter, #songwriter
A little while ago I posted a poem called “Reflections”. I recently turned the poem into lyrics.
This might be a good time to detail my recording process a bit. As I write and record my own songs, I am trying (in my mind) to create a working demo of the song. Something you can listen to and get a good idea of the song and it’s potential if performed and/or recorded by an established band or artist. Because I play most of the instruments on my recordings and I do most of the singing, I know there is a lot of room for improvement. I am not the best guitarist, pianist, or vocalist around, but I write really good songs. I get them ‘good enough’ and then I move on to the next song I am writing or to the next project I am working on.
When I post my songs they are fresh from the mixing board and have not been edited and cleaned up like a formal studio version. As with my new release on CDBaby called, “The Enemies in Your Head”, the versions available on-line through Spotify, Apple Music, Deezer, Youtube Music, Pandora and the rest have been mixed but also mastered to make them sound a bit more professional.
“Reflections” will be on my next release, but if you use any of the services above and dozens more, you can listen to my music by searching for my name or CD names.
Hint: If you search for Michael Kennedy you will probably not find me. There are a lot of us!
If you do an artist search for Michael S ——- or —– Michael S. Kennedy you will see my releases. They are available for download and the entire CD sounds better streaming after the mastering process.
Any way, here is “Reflections”, hot off the press.
MIDIMike
Dangerous Love
Posted: January 13, 2023 in PoetryTags: #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #personal, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #singersongwriter, #songwriter
You don’t like that she started lookin’ around,
Checking out other men.
Maybe if you treated her right in the first place
This would never happen.
The first to whine about hunger, they’re starving to death
Haven’t swallowed their last bite.
They proclaim to be tired and exhausted
Never really worked or had a sleepless night.
Right on cue they start to blame a certain few
Things are bad because of them.
So what’s another knee on their neck?
We destroy cultures and display the gems.
I have it made because my family earned it
Taking from others like all men of power.
For my children, I will do anything
I will crush yours under the tower.
Beasts cannot choose their path.
Gamblers never do the math.
Someone is always watching
But no one ever sees.
You don’t like that she started lookin’ around,
Checking out other men.
Maybe if you treated her right in the first place
This would never happen.
Beasts cannot choose their path.
Gamblers never do the math.
Someone is always watching
But no one ever sees.
I Landed Here
Posted: January 6, 2023 in PoetryTags: #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #personal, #poem, #poetry, #singersongwriter, #songwriter
I don’t see a happy ending
Out of this yet.
There are too many things
I can’t forget.
It’s not like all that it takes
Is just one more year.
Just give it one more day
Then I landed here.
I landed here.
It was a crash landing but I don’t care.
I landed here.
And I’d rather be here than anywhere.
I landed here.
It would be so much easier
The rent has been paid.
It would be so much easier
To leave it unsaid.
I don’t see a happy ending
Out of this yet.
Too many things
I can’t forget.
Baby, You’re so Beautiful
Posted: December 17, 2022 in My TunesTags: #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #ovationguitars, #poetry, #recording, #recordingstudio, #singersongwriter, #songwriter, #vocalist
Going over old recordings I finally found one of my gems from 1977. Back then I was learning to play guitar and my friend TR would jam with me. I knew a few musicians even back then and on the weekends we would gather at my place for dinner and a fun evening.
We would have about a dozen friends come over and after meals and a few drinks we would inevitably pull out the guitars and other toys. I didn’t spend much time learning or playing cover songs. That happened, but most of the time we wrote our own material. Our songs ran the gambit between topics of the day and the humorous things in life. I recorded on state of the art technology in those days: reel-to-reel tape recorders. I had a Tascam (Teac) 4-track machine back then so we could record an AMAZING 4 tracks at one time!
This song is one of our funnier songs. It wasn’t like we were trying to be like the Smothers Brother’s Comedy Hour from 1967, but we enjoyed humor in our music. This take starts with TR vocals and Ovation guitar introducing the theme of the song as I join in with my Ovation 12 string guitar.
Here is the only recording of that song. It is just the two of us jamming late after most others had crashed or gone home or to work. I learned a lot about harmonies during these sessions and still get a kick listening to us making up the arrangement as we go along.
Enjoy a funny blast from the past and wait for the end of the song for the lyrical punch line.
Trance
Posted: November 3, 2022 in My Tunes, PoetryTags: #guitar, #lyrics, #Martinguitars, #meditation, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #poetry, #recording, #singersongwriter, #songwriter, #StudioOne5, #vocalist, MIDI
I want to share with you my latest 24 hour song. Written, recorded and mixed in one day. This is “Trance”.
It seems to me
This is the place to be.
Outside everything
Inside nothing
In a
Trance
In a
Trance
It seems to me
This is the place to be.
Outside everything
Inside nothing
Internal Glance
Brain Dance
Another Chance
In a Trance
Outside everything
Inside nothing
“Trap”
Posted: June 27, 2022 in MUSIC, My Tunes, PoetryTags: #audio, #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #original songs, #poetry, #recording, #singersongwriter, #songwriter, #studio
I know it has been a while since I have posted much, but in reality I have been pretty busy. I have a lot to catch up on, but for now I want to share a new song with you. I wrote the lyrics to “Trap” a while ago and now have music for it. The lyrics have changed a bit so I will include an updated lyric sheet as well.
I have a vocalist coming in to redo the melody track to replace mine, and I will keep my harmony track. Soon another friend will send me bass guitar tracks, but for now, here is “Trap”.
When you think you are making the right decision
Everybody you connect with is on your side.
Well, buckle up your seat belts and hold on to your cap
You don’t know it, but you just walked into a trap.
A trap you can’t get out of. X2
A trap you couldn’t see.
A trap of your own making.
Trapped for all eternity.
Still struggling and squirming trying to believe
Yellin’ ‘I don’t understand’, makes you look like a fool.
All bundled up nice with a box, bow and pretty wrap
However you say it, you’re stuck in a trap.
Lashing out at anyone that comes even close.
You keep pushing yourself further and further away.
Suddenly you hear a loud and powerful snap
Now you know it, you just walked into a trap.
When you think you are making the right decision
Everybody you connect with is on your side.
Well, buckle up your seat belts and hold on to your cap
You don’t know it, you just walked into a trap.
It seems like you are making your own choices
Everything’s going down just like you planned.
The box is smashed and you’re hanging from a strap
However you play it, you’re stuck in a trap.
Suddenly you hear a loud and powerful snap
Now you know it, you just walked into a trap.
The Only One
Posted: March 22, 2022 in family, My Tunes, PoetryTags: #achorusthatneverends, #lyrics, #michaelskennedy, #midimike.com, #music, #musician, #personal, #poem, #poetry, #relationships, #singer song-writer, #singersongwriter, #songwriter, #theonlyone, #truth
Let me get this straight;
You worked all your life to be this?
So many opportunities to learn and grow
Yet here you remain, still.
Asking me to wait;
As if you found the life of bliss?
Doesn’t matter to me if I will ever know
You’re The Only One who will.
In a world full of half-truths and disrespect.
The Only One
Reality converted – digest and dissect.
The Only One
So much given yet;
You feel you should complain, complain?
Hard to remember lies so move on to the next
Double down, dumber, dumber.
In a world full of half-truths and disrespect.
The Only One
Reality perverted – digest and dissect.
The Only One
Unbelievably;
We land inside another chance?
But it looks so much like The Other Ones
You are a song with no beginning.
A chorus that never ends.
A song with no beginning.
A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends. A chorus that never ends.
“The Artist and the Buyer”
Posted: February 2, 2021 in PoetryTags: #lyrics, #makingmusic, #michaelskennedy, #midimike, #midimike.com, #music, #poem, #poet, #poetry, #singersongwriter, #songwriter
Whenever I hear noises or banging
I turn them into a pattern repeating.
Tempos within syncopated phrases
One rhythm falls another raises.
And the timing of all these pieces fit
Each noise becoming an instrument.
The rhythm drives and then grooves
Cycle completed everything moves.
Soon random notes become a melody
And I just can’t resist adding harmony.
The right chords wrap them all together
Within a beat that goes on forever.
Each song I write is for me, you see.
And I’d rather share my songs for free.
Than to follow orders, rules and liars
So I am The Artist and the Buyer.
My fingers begin to tap with my toes
Memories take me wherever it goes.
Past experience and buried emotion
Lyrics melody then explosion.
Another new song is almost complete
A smile on my face I kick up my feet.
Post where no one hears them at all
As I start to feel new noises call.
Each song I write is for me, you see.
And I’d rather share my songs for free
Than to follow orders, rules and liars
So I am The Artist and the Buyer.
MidiMike 