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Friday, 29 November 2024

Rosy (Anatomy of A Song)

 One day many years ago, I decided to learn the soulful ballad part of the Flash Gordon theme, by Queen, on piano. 

The song is epic, there's a certain majesty and power in the music. It's very dramatic but there was one part I just had to learn, a small segment I was really feeling. It was during the slow part, when Mercury sings: 

"No one but the pure in heart, can FIND THE GOLDEN GRAIL, Oh Flash, oh oh..."

It's a 2 Bar Pattern = 1 2 3 4, 1 2 3 4, (repeat & fade), (1) F Major (2), (3) C Major (4), (1) F Major (2) F# Minor 7 Flat 5, (3) G 11 (4). The chords were F Major to C Major with the 3rd (E) in the bass.

(F Major) "No one but the", (E /C major) "pure in heart."  Is a descending, chromatic bass line.

But "Find The Golden Grail", was the part that really grabbed me. It was triumphant, uplifting.

" FIND THE GOLDEN GRAIL" was F Major to F# / A Minor (F# Minor 7, Flat 5), to G / F Major (G 11). 

It's an ascending chromatic bass line, very powerful.

(I'ave recently discovered that the F# Minor 7 Flat 5 chord is actually a D 9 chord without the D root, which only goes to show you don't have to know what you're doing, to Just Do It.  

Anyway, this chord progression would serve as the foundation. You see at that point in time I was much more limited in terms of my awareness of the infinite possibilities, because I had a system. Play the 2 Bar Pattern by finding a cool synth pad mixed with electric piano and laying it down over a funky beat. From there I would add counterparts, layering or building these grooves until it all sounds good, until it works. You listen to the music over and over, picking out the best parts, the most hypnotic riffs, the catchy hooks, the magical moments where holy accidents happen. I was launched, I was on my way, but I had no chorus... Funny thing, after I kinda figured out these chords I stopped learning the Flash Gordon song.


Time would pass, probably years...


One day while learning some Guns n Roses, probably from Guitar Player magazine or some other zine that Transcribed or Lifted the guitar parts of hit songs, it was probably Patience / November Rain or a bit of both. 

I found 4 chords: G Major to D Major, F Major to C Major, that was it. Now I had the Chorus or The Hook.


Usually the beat came first, but this time it was created last.

The drum beat would be the foundation, everything else would be built on top.

I made a beat I liked, it reminded me of "The Beautiful Ones" by Prince.

I got hyped, now I was good to go.


I was in the studio now, putting it down, layering tracks. 

Things was moving now, the song would be ready soon.


In the studio, you can add parts and layer forever. 

But one too many parts, and the song become too muddy / too heavy.

Space was indeed a crucial factor.

One day the voice in my head said, turn off the drums and listen. Just to see if everything works, to check if the seperate parts can both standout on their own, yet compliment each other when played together.


When I turned off the drums that day, that's when I really heard it.

 It was orchestral, like a symphony.

It was something new. Unlike anything I'ave ever done before or since.


For me, arranging this song lead to a major breakthrough, I consider it a masterpiece.

The concept of no drums was the last thing I expected, previously the drums and or bass was allways the foundation. By going against the grain I was forced to innovate, creating a style I hope to explore further...




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Thursday, 28 November 2024

Love 69 (Lyrics)

 Love what can it be? Love what can it be? Love what can it be?


Like the clouds are hanging from my wall. Is mine the saddest view?

Either I don't care enough at all, or it's too good to be true.

They say I'ave got the finest taste, best that money can buy.

So why are all the good ones taken, leaving me with tears in my eye.


Love what can it be? Always seems to happen, but it never seems to happen to me.

Love what can it be? Always seems to happen but it never seems to happen to me.


Maybe I try way much too hard? It's written all over my face.

Chasing candy canes in racing cars, meet me at my place.

I'll take you to the boulevard, buy diamonds and precious things.

Close your hand close your eyes baby, I wanna give you my wonder thing.


Love what can it be? Always seems to happen, but it never seems to happen to me.

Love what can it be? Always seems to happen but it never seems to happen to me.


In love oh - ove, oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah - ove.

In love oh - ove oh - ove. Oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah- ove.


In Love.

Love what can it be?


Still waiting for that special thing, to happen overnight.

Sick an tired of fly and freaky flings, it's time to do it right.

Friends ask when will it be your turn? situations looking ripe.

But smell the rubber tires burn, maybe I'm not the type, to fall in.


In love oh - ove, oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah - ove.

In love oh - ove oh - ove. Oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah- ove.

In love oh - ove, oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah - ove.

In love oh - ove oh - ove. Oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah- ove.

In love oh - ove, oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah - ove.

In love oh - ove oh - ove. Oo a oo a oo. In love, a ah a ah ah- ove.


In Love.


She loves me? she loves me not? He loves me? he loves me not?

She loves me? she loves me not? He loves me? he loves me not?

She loves me? she loves me not? He loves me? he loves me not?

She loves me? she loves me not? He loves me? he loves me not?

She loves me? she loves me not? He loves me? he loves me not?

She loves me?




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God Is Everywhere (Lyrics)

 Yes my friend, I'm back again. Morning wakes, with me again.

Sun is shining, cool in the trees. Breeze is blowing, birds and the bees.

And I get lifted, and I'm feeling so nice. I'm young and gifted, I won't even think twice.


And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere. And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere.


Yes my friends, no guess again. On the streets, set free again.

Sweaty salty, hot and thirsty. Smelling something, what could it be?

And I get lifted, and I'm feeling so fine. I'm young and gifted, but still need some time.


And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere. And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere.


Yes my friend, I'm back again. Dawning breaks, for me again.

Insense burning, stretching yawning. Cellphone sing in, syncronicity.

And I get lifted, and I'm feeling so nice. I'm young and gifted, I won't even think twice.

Yes I get lifted, and I'm feeling so fine. I'm young and gifted, but I'm drinking some wine.


And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere. And on a day like this, it's gorgeous everywhere.

Another big fat juicy, gorgeous fucking day. Another big fat juicy, gorgeous fucking day.


God Is Everywhere, God Is Everywhere. God Is Everywhere, God Is Everywhere.


God Is...





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Wednesday, 27 November 2024

Idiot Move

I was standing behind my shopping cart, in the cashier line up at Walmart.

Just waiting my turn, when I suddenly spot a Fifty dollar bill on the ground.

It was almost straight ahead, but on my right side.

No one else seems to have noticed it lying there. 

It was calling me.

So I step forward quickly and casually pick it up.

The customer directly before me is a middle aged woman. 

She has that Guyanese or Trini Caribbean Indian look.

I also notice she's holding some twenty dollar bills, at least two or three, in her right hand.

So like an idiot, I do the right thing, walk up and say: 

"did you drop this?" or something equally stupid like "is this your money?"

Right away she says no, then a second or two later she's like: 

"oh I gave it to my nephew to buy food at McDonald's."

So I give her the fifty but inside I know, she just looked me in the face and lied. 

The black man behind me says "I don't think it's her money. I didn't even notice it."

Less than a minute later as I'm passing McDonald's, I see the woman's nephew and his friend.

How's he paying for food if he or she dropped the money?

What she just told me don't make no sense? 

That money was for me, but I wasn't ready to accept a gift. 

Damn...









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I Believe

 Sitting on top of the world, no one believes in me. 

They can't help but giving me advice, nothing far as I can see.

Everybody's so uptight, they know what's right for me.

There goes my god-damn fear of dying, it keeps the garden green.


And I believe in you and I, the meaning of...

A humming bee the sweetest sky, the way we are.

Yes I believe in you and I, the meaning of...

A humming bee the sweetest sky, the way we are.


I never thought I could fail, cause that would be suicide.

Something smells good from down the hall, it's a hologram.

I bash my head, running up againt the wall.

Here comes my darling's sweaty thighs, red light says let's go for a ride.


And I believe in you and I, the meaning of...

A humming bee the sweetest sky, the way we are.

Yes I believe in you and I, the meaning of...

A humming bee the sweetest sky, the way we are...





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11 Years

It's incredible that it's been eleven years since I blogged. Very strange, how bizarre?

Once I was a musician, then I became an actor, now I'ave became a painter.

Interesting, very strange, yet it all seems quite natural.

Funny, as I became an artist I completely stopped music. I changed. 

I had sudenly lost all interest in the things I loved the most.

I stopped playing piano, I stopped playing guitar, and I even stopped writing songs.

I needed to paint, and paint and paint, and paint some more. 

Was I trying to play catch up between Art and Music? Hell no.

There was a new me being born...







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Tuesday, 26 November 2024

Road Dogs

There I was, on the road, in a 10 - piece multi-racial, Top 40 funk band.

Fresh out of 1st year music college.

Gigging was fun, gigging was addictive. 

It was "summetime and the living was easy", even the ugly musicians got laid every night.

Most musicians loved it and so did I. 

But I could see my future, and it wasn't looking pretty.

Life was unsafe sex, hard drugs and that good ole fashion rock n roll.

By the time we reached Montreal, after driving 5 hours from Toronto,

 it was obvious the drummer was an alcoholic.

I had to get out of there, I had to get back home.

 Unlike the other musicians, I was determined that going forward, I needed to play my own music.

But first we had to get away from the groupies...



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Monday, 25 November 2024

A L 101 (Acoustik Love Vol 2)


It was live, it was all the way live. I was singing and playing, with the best musicians. 

Anything could happen. I might notice someone playing Violin in the audience and call them onstage. 

 There was the night Jeff Burke (Bassoon) walks in, just as I'm about to start my set.

 We never knew what would happen next? And it was Pure Magic.

Life on the edge in the element of surprise. And everything we play, is sheer perfection... 
 

On stage, playing Piano / Guitar while singing, I felt right at home. 

 Inside I might be consciously focused on the usual, things like:
 
not forgetting the words, is the microphone close / loud enough? 

 is my guitar in tune? etc... 

 But none of that really matters when you're in good company.

In my case I was supported by the best of the best. 


 The core group was: 

Leh-lo Tony Rabalow on Drums, Roger Williams on Bass, Tom Mckay on Guitar,

Dave (Soulfingerz) Williams on Keyboards. 


 Oh yeah, back story: 

except for Tom, me and the boys used to hang out at the gym after school,

We played in a funk band back in the day.

 During the 1st year Music Program at Humber College. 

 That summer I went on the road with a Top 40 and never looked back

I hated school. I didn't want to learn what they were teaching.

 I couldn't be a Machine...


I

 



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Acoustik Love Volume 1

After Electrik Sex Musik I was burnt out, the last thing I felt like doing was promotion... I needed to do something new. One day on Queen St west I ran into Roger Williams (bass player). Roger told me Tony (Leh-lo) Rabalow (drummer) was hosting an open mike at the Cameron House. I decided I would go and try out some new songs, I would sing them while playing guitar or piano just to see what worked. Most of the time when I went on stage, at some point other musicians would just join in. There were no rehearsals just spontaneous jamming, there was no way to predict what would happen. In hindsight, this was the best thing that could have happened. Fortunately I got the idea to pay the Soundman to burn a CD of each performance. Musicians would literally walk in off the streets, like what I was doing and join in. There was no way I could have planned this. This was life on the edge, there was no telling what could happen? https://fineartamerica.com/featured/julie-anderson-stormm-bradshaw.html
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Electrik Sex Musik

Electrik Sex Musik was my first album. It was to be my calling card, or so I though? Over the course of several years, on my days off from being an Extra and sometimes Actor in TV Film and Commercials. I would ride my bike across town, to Soundproof Studios at The Beaches (Queen & Victoria Park). Mainly I began by tranfering the basic tracks I had recorded / sequenced on my Ensonique ESQ 1 (synthesizer keyboard), and Kawai R50 (drum machine), into Logic Audio. Then I would record all the instruments: guitars, bass, keyboards etc.. singing all the vocals harmonies. It was a labour of love. Just me and the engineer / studio owner Stefan. The process: lay down the basic track, get a recording, go home smoke some weed listen to what I had, adding the parts I heard until each song felt complete. Once I reached 11 songs I decided the album was done. What I learned was the art of imperfection: whenever I got to the point where one - three changes were necessary to make a song sound perfect, that's when it was time to I stop. https://fineartamerica.com/featured/sam-cooke-stormm-bradshaw.html celebrity pop paintings

Back In The Game

It's been a while, like 10 years. Took some time out to paint. Now I'm back in the blogging game... Sometimes one has to stop the routine in order to grow. Where did I go? What did I do? In time all will be revealed. For now I will be learning how to navigate this site. So much has happened, so many tales to tell. What more can I say. I bid thee WELCOME... https://fineartamerica.com/featured/fela-stormm-bradshaw.html musician paintings