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Locked on the Groove

22 Dec


ds bacoverI Wrote “Jimmy Stu” for all the cosmic cowboys who never thought they’d end up on the daily grind–but did. I’m posting a video of the song, from a show at the Heartland Cafe back when they used to book bands, a performance of it I especially like. For one thing, that  night everybody seemed to lock onto the groove. For another, though I always thought of the tune as southern rock/rockabilly, Rudy Negrete soloed on it like a Chicago bluesman, and it worked just fine. If your computer speakers are as lame as mine, I hope you use headphones when you watch this:

Here are the lyrics.

Jimmy Stu (What’s with You?)

You used to live in the country

up in the ozone, one with the wind and sun

Now you live in the city, and man, it’s a pity

how you run

Jimmy Stu, what’s with you?

Yeah, you used to walk slow

You used to talk slow, taking life by the days

Now you get up early, you push you shove,

mind on the future always

Jimmy Stu, what’s with you?

Well, it only goes to show

that you don’t know

what somebody might do

Who thought that you’d get caught?

How’d that happen to you?

“Jimmy Stu” is on the CDs Live at Custer Street by The Kent McDaniel Band and About Timeby Kent McDaniel, both of which are available at www.cdbaby.com. Downloads of the song are available at www.amazon.com and just about everywhere else downloads are sold.

Blues for the Idealists (You know who you are)

4 Nov

When I was younger, I’ll admit, I imagined peace might prevail in my lifetime. Now I watch the news and wonder what I was thinking. Which is where “May You Still Believe” came from. One evening a while back, I happened on this funky lick in E and kept playing it over and over. After a while, I started singing along with it, and the song flowed right out–bam.

On the recording of the tune (click the icon below to hear it), my wife Dorothy plays flute and bass, and our friends Alpha Stewart and John Temmerman play drums and sax respectively. That’s me on guitar and vocals. The lyrics are right below the playback icon.

                                                     

                                            MAY YOU STILL BELIEVE 

     WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG YOU SAID THAT LOVE WOULD FIND A WAY

     TO BRING PEACE ON EARTH SURE AS DAWN COMES EVERY DAY

      BUT NOW YOU’RE GROWN LOOKING AT THAT NIGHTLY NEWS

      AND SEEING HOW THINGS ARE SURE GIVES YOU THE BLUES

                                               (CHORUS)

                       MAY YOU STILL BELIEVE, MAY YOU STILL BELIEVE

                       DESPITE ALL THE NEWS YOU RECEIVE, 

                        MY FRIEND, MAY YOU STILL BELIEVE

         IN SCHOOL YOU PLEDGED YOURSELF TO THE LAND OF THE FREE,

         ONE LAND UNDER GOD WITH JUSTICE AND LIBERTY

         NOW ‘STEAD OF BLACK AND WHITE YOU SEE SHADES OF GRAY

          WHAT’S JUST AND WHO IS FREE SOME DAYS YOU CAN’T SAY

                                                    (CHORUS)

           YOU SAY THAT GOD IS WHERE WE GO AND ALL COME FROM

           YOU SAY GOD IS LOVE & GOD’S RULE ONE DAY WILL COME

            YET MADMEN BATHE IN BLOOD TO APPEASE THEIR GOD

            AND ASK GOD TO BLESS THEIR CRUSADE OR JIHAD

                                                      (CHORUS) 

"COVER" FOR THE MUSIC DOWNLOAD SITES

 

“May You Still Believe” is available on iTunes.com, Amazon.com, Google Play, and about anywhere  else you can download music.

The song is for the idealists out there–past, present, and future. May you still believe.

 

 

Yeah, he flies.

29 Sep

Here’s video of “He Flies,” recorded last weekend in Chicago.  Previous performances of the song are out there, but I think this is the best one we ever got on video. The lyrics are underneath the video:

HE FLIES

LITTLE BIRD SITTIN ON A TELEPHONE WIRE

LITTLE BIRD SITTIN THERE ALL ALONE

HE’S A SINGER & HE’S A HIGH FLYER

HE’S A ROVER FROM PARTS UNKNOWN

TOMORROW AIN’T GOT HIM UPSET

& HE DON’T CARE ABOUT YESTERDAY

HE GOT HERE LAST SPRING I BET

LEAVES TURN BROWN & HE’LL FLY AWAY

 HE FLIES. YEAH, HE FLIES.

LITTLE BIRD SINGIN BOUT THE NEW DAY

LITTLE BIRD SINGIN BOUT THE DAWN

HE FEELS FINE & DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY

HE’S GONNA GO WHERE HE FEELS DRAWN

THAT BLUE SKY & HIM GO WAY BACK

& HIM & THAT SUNSHINE SURE DO TOO

HE’S GOT WINGS & GOT THE  KNACK

WHEN IT’S TIME, HE KNOWS WHAT TO DO

HE FLIES. YEAH HE FLIES.

LITTLE BIRD DONT KNOW WHERE HIS OWN HOME’S AT

LITTLE BIRD DON’T EVEN CARE

HE AIN’T WORRIED BOUT A BIT OF THAT

IT’S ON BEYOND & HE’S BOUND THERE

HE DON’T KNOW WHAT’S RIGHT OR WHAT’S WRONG

HE DON’T KNOW THE TIME OF DAY

BUT HE KNOWS THE DAY IS LONG

& THE BREEZE FLOWS &, OH, BY THE WAY

HE FLIES. YEAH, HE FLIES.

HE FLIES.

It’s one of our originals.

That’s Dorothy McDaniel on bass & vocals, Alpha Stewart on percussion & vocals, John Temmerman on sax, and me (Kent McDaniel) on guitar & vocals. Recorded on a Zoom Recorder.

That's us.

Us.

Needed this "cover" for the music download sites.

Needed this “cover” for the music download sites.

 

Time Is A blue Sky

8 Sep
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ABOUT TIME, COVER

I wrote “Time Is A blue Sky” around 1975, and finally got around to recording it (for About Time) in 2000. It was last summer, August of 2014, though, before I ever got around to playing it out. I don’t know why. I work in mysterious ways–like you know who. Anyway, better late than never. I could’ve have played it worse that night, could’ve done it better, but I’m going to post a video of the performance here, because–knowing me–it might be another forty years before I get around to playing it out again. I’m gonna put the studio version up here first, because I think it’s better. For one thing Lee Kromer played some nice harp licks on it, and I dubbed in a little electric guitar that turned out OK. The Lyrics are under the studio recording audio, and the video of the live version is below the lyrics.

 

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TIME IS A BLUE SKY WHERE CLOUDS DRIFT,

OUR LOVE A RAINBOW THAT FILLED THE SKY

CHORUS:

THOUGH I LEARNED TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU,

EVERY THOUGHT I HAVE OF YOU GLOWS WITH LOVE

YOU WERE A HEALER, MY FRIEND BY CHOICE

YOU SOOTHED MY FEARS–AND LEFT ONE DAY

CHORUS

MAY PEACE FLOW ALL THROUGH YOUR LIFE

MAY YOUR SOUL GROW ALL THROUGH YOUR LIFE

TIME IS A BLUE SKY WHERE CLOUDS DRIFT,

OUR LOVE A RAINBOW THAT FILLED THE SKY

Ohio River

28 Aug

Video of a song here for my friends down inThe Ohio River Valley, recorded August 4, 2014 at The Acoustic Explosion. The lyrics are under the video.

 

Ohio River

Like some dark swan on you glide

A long bright train, south you ride

Chorus:

Ohio River so wide and slow

You flow through my dreams

wherever I go

Under a pale moon, or skies of blue

I come to your shoreline to speak with you

Chorus

With friends and family I used to gather on your shore

Then one day I rambled; now I see you no more, but…

Chorus

A studio version of the song is on my album About Time, and I’m pasting in an mp3 of it below, so you can compare the two versions, if you like.

Studio version of "Ohio River" appears on About Time

Studio version of “Ohio River” appears on About Time

Dance Till Morning Light

19 Aug

I’m uploading video of “Dance Till Morning Light,” kind of a  roots rock ballad played with just an acoustic guitar. It was recorded August 4, 2014 at The Acoustic Explosion show at Silvies on Chicago’s north side. The lyrics are below the video.

 

DANCE TILL MORNING LIGHT

WELL YOU WALK THROUGH THE NIGHT

YOU FEEL ALL RIGHT

THOUGH NOTHING IS REALLY REAL

YOU GET AROUND

YOU’RE GETTIN DOWN

YOU’RE SO HIGH THAT YOU HARDLY FEEL

YOU BEEN UP AND DOWN THE STRIP

YOU KNOW THE TRIP

JUST ONE BIG HAPPY CROWD

YEAH, YOU’RE LOOKING FOR LOVE BUT CAN’T TALK ABOVE

THE MUSIC WE PLAY SO LOUD

CHORUS:

SO JUST DANCE CHILDREN DANCE

THIS SOFT ELECTRIC NIGHT

DANCE, DANCE TILL MORNING LIGHT

WELL YOUR LOCAL ROCK STARS

AND OWNERS OF THE BARS

LOVE TO SEE YOU OUT TONIGHT

GO ON, FEED YOUR HEAD

KNOCK YOURSELVES DEAD

YOUR MONEY’S GOOD HERE, IT’S ALL RIGHT

ACROSS THE ROOM

THROUGH THE GLOOM

SOMEBODY CATCHES YOUR EYE

SO YOU WALK THEIR WAY

WHAT CAN YOU SAY?

YOU’RE BOTH REAL HIGH

CHORUS

Here’s how I happened to write this one: When the world was young and I was at SIU, I played in bands on the weekends. After I got out of mcdaniel bros bandschool, rather than face getting a job, I just went from playing two nights a week to playing six or seven. We were known to sometimes work fifteen gigs in fourteen days. (Being young is wonderful.) It was fun, I want you to know. Plus, the last three years I did it, I played with my brother Doug in The McDaniel Brothers Band. I’m gladder than I can tell you to have spent that much time with Doug and made that much good music with him. It makes up for a lot.

After around seven years of all that, though, the kids in college bars started to look like junior high schoolers to me, and I figured it was time to get out. Which I did. That last summer I was playing, I wrote “Dance Till Morning Light.” Weirdly enough, I’d never played it out before a recent show at The Acoustic Explosion. I don’t know why that was, but I’m glad I finally did. Now I’m going to have to get around to recording the song, I guess.

Here a shot from the show  at The Acoustic Explosion.

@ silvies

Pushcart Annie

6 Jul

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The song “Push Cart Annie” concerns an old woman who lived in my home town down in the Ohio River Valley back in the 1960s. She was what people here in Chicago call a scavenger, someone who looks through the alleys for stuff they can sell.  Unlike scavengers up here, though, she didn’t cruise the alleys in a pickup; she plodded along with a pushcart.

me, circa 1972 me, circa 1972

I won’t claim that the song’s factually accurate, but I hope it tells the truth, and the description of her is as I remember it. I wrote the song in 1972 when I was in my early twenties, using “the ice cream chords,” a progression so notoriously cliched that it has its own Wikipedia entry. (Think “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” or “Last Kiss.”)

Twenty some years later, I set the lyrics  to a less hackneyed chord progression and melody, and…

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