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shooting television

Posted in audio, music, word-drum with tags on April 2, 2012 by Word-Drum

                    

Here is a new demo of my song “Boy To Ramadi.” The song and others will be part of a CD that needs a producer (Mr. Phil Spector: Maybe we can work through the Internet).

https://skydrive.live.com/embed?cid=9A7E925FCECBA479&resid=9A7E925FCECBA479%211982&authkey=AC-8212uhZLW3bE

(click to listen at SkyDrive)

You’re probably thinking “Who the …. is Word-Drum and why would I want to listen to his music?”

That’s not my real name, it’s Elvis and I’m alive!

 

Put that out and listen to this.

Blogging replaced creating music for the last several years. I’ll take a break from the blog while I’m making new music and demo tapes. You can hear them, just click

                                        here

(Thaunk You Very Much)

“New Songs 2012” contains original blues, rock and jazz.
“One Man Band: Jam Session” is Straight-Ahead and more adventurous jazz.

hands off gibson guitars

Posted in democrats, economy, music, news and politics with tags on September 2, 2011 by Word-Drum


I’d sleep under my car before parting with my Gibson SG. What’s up Obama, Holder, and the Gang!?

Pajamas Media:

Why did the Department of Justice raid Gibson Guitars twice in the span of two years, yet leave competitor C.F. Martin untouched? Both appear to use the same allegedly illegal woods. The allegation floating around is that it’s because Gibson’s CEO supports Republicans and Martin’s supports Democrats, and we have a Democratic administration hell-bent on punishing Republicans. Instinctively, I want to reject that theory. It’s too simple and too, I don’t know, obvious and even un-American. Gibson’s CEO may face jail time, and the company may end up failing under the weight of the federal boot. And over what?

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If we all wanted to live in Chicago, we’d move there. This is Gangsta Government. All guitarists must rise up in one tremendous power chord against this injustice.

liberal occupation

Posted in liberals, music, word-drum on June 3, 2011 by Word-Drum

Even though this blog gets some hits, I don’t think I’ve converted anybody or made any friends (enemies yes, but I have enough of them). It’s hard out there for a Bohemian-conservative. Just like the more conventional blogs I posted for during the election, Word-Drum hasn’t slowed the onslaught from the left.

 

I sometimes feel like I’m living under occupation. And will soon be living like in the movie “The Pianist.”

The only steady gig I can get in this town is with this poser who takes all the tip money I make for him. It could be reparations, since he’s a commie/huckster Obama man. He has the power and thinks he can get away with it since the other liberals who hired him think he’s an authentic jazz musician — because he’s Black. Unfortunately that’s not all it takes. Just like O, he’s a fake. He can’t play or lead a band.

Then my liberal mother told me to move back to Europe if I don’t like Obombie.

                           If it weren’t for Bad Luck…

If it’s like that, my own blues band is the answer. I have written some new tunes (instead of blogging into the ether) and hopes are high for getting free from of my current work situation.

As for politics, can you say President Palin!?
(There I go again making enemies.)

audio: boy to hero

Posted in military, music, war with tags , on May 29, 2011 by Word-Drum


This new song called “Boy To Ramadi” will be my post for Memorial Day. It’s about a hero from our ongoing fight with the boys from Islam.

Along with this generation’s warriors, always on my mind at this time, and throughout the year, is our Vietnam Vets and their fellow troops who did not come home. And the thousands who took their own life after returning to Liberal America where the cruelest people think themselves to be saints, and true selfless service was disregarded.

Click on the code below for a recording of the song.

https://skydrive.live.com/embed?cid=9A7E925FCECBA479&resid=9A7E925FCECBA479%211982&authkey=AC-8212uhZLW3bE

Boy To Ramadi>

Bike ride to the park
falling down, you skin your knee
Still afraid of the dark

Mom said: It will be alright. Mom said: It will be alright.

Played hard and lost
Growing up, you start to see
you'll catch the next one tossed

Dad said: It will be alright. Coach said: It will be alright.

Try so hard, you want to show them.
Fast become the man you wanna be.

Bootcamp was a hoot
Worked like a dog and slept like a log
Not hitting all you shoot

Sarge said: It will be alright. Sarge said: It will be alright.

One day you fly
across the world with brothers and friends
Some of them will die

Sarge said: It will be alright. Sarge said: It will be alright.

Carrying a heavy load, the
sun beats down, no way to cool
Worse is under the road

Sarge said: It will be alright. Sarge said: It will be alright.

The road explodes and drives you backwards
The sky is black, a hand is all you see.

Sarge said: It will be alright. Sarge said: It will be alright.

The black starts to bright
Heaven comes after the pain
Walking into the light

God said: It will be alright. God said: It will be alright.

Looking down on your boy
He rides his bike and starts to cry
Dad's better than any toy

Mom said: It will be alright. Mom said: It will be alright.

Fight or die, or both, no option
Less would leave us all overrun.

Call you hero, you are remembered
Time stops tears. Cheers for the battles won…

and freedom under the sun.

audio: new song from the drum

Posted in audio, music, politics on May 23, 2011 by Word-Drum


He’s a lonely jihadi and longs for his day of murder and mayhem.

Here’s a demo of a new little blues tune (called for now): “KTJB” (Kill The Jews Blues). Made specially for Word-Drum readers who will appreciate the mild humor and hint of country blues feeling in the song.

I humbly offer it (after the remix) to the next Republican candidate for President. The subject is not one of Obama’s issues. It should be one of ours.

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love, music, and the chomper

Posted in music, word-drum with tags on January 4, 2011 by Word-Drum

(Word-Drum Reminisces to Get the Blogging Juices Flowing Again)

She was only about four feet tall, but she had a perfectly proportioned body.

She’s the only girlfriend I’ve had who did not like to kiss. Wendy was a New York girl and everything about her was weird to a young kid from the Mid-West.

She was best friends with another strange New York girl and friend of mine who also studied with my composition teacher. We were both McKinley students. This differentiated us from the other student composers at New England Conservatory of Music in Boston. Each teacher’s students reflected a different artistic outlook. We were Dionysian.

These two girls and some other of my friends at the time, had attended Music and Art High School in New York City. They were all crazy and brilliant.

My doll-like girlfriend was a student at MIT. She was studying politics with the twisted Noam Chomsky and often referred to him. This was before I wasted so much time reading his books and being indoctrinated into the Left. My first reactions to subjects like ’Liberation Movements’ was to question the premise. It only took me my entire adult life to get back to reality about politics.

A few months later I was totally in love with another girl from school who was the complete opposite of Wendy (except we were all Bohemians). Laila was a tall, blond, beautiful and wild Latvian singer, totally different than the dark little intellectual. She used to mock and make fun of Noam Chomsky’s writings. It was an inside joke with us to quote him.

Yet I went on to get even more radicalized after that. But that happened after I lost my muse as a composer when I entered Graduate School.

The fling with the little curvaceous one only lasted a short time. I don’t know what eventually happened to Wendy or most of my friends at conservatory at that time, unless they made it. After conservatory, her friend and mine, went on to join a cult. That’s the last thing I heard about my fellow composer and crazy person.

In the field of music, if you never hear about someone, that means they didn’t make it. It’s the free market that decides for the most part. But connections don’t hurt. Political Correctness is essential to receiving grants. Beyond academia there is a vast universe where good work is rewarded, say in film music. But of course you must be PC in Hollywood too. But you can’t just be “interesting” and PC, but skilled at your work.

It didn’t work out at Yale Grad School so I moved to New York. After a year I went back to school at Columbia. As I have written about here, I was by then a big lefty. I also rekindled my relationship with Laila who also lived in the City. It was not like it was with her because the passion before was greater than anything that followed for me.

In New York, Laila was also the singer in my band. Most of my songs were political. Just what the world needed, some Avant-garde left-wing music!

I continued to write left wing songs and rhymes right up to 9/11. They are some of my best stuff but I don’t believe it anymore. They do have some integrity since they were made from the heart. And with music there is always something beyond words.

You probably wanted to hear more about the little chick. But that is just a memory and beyond (polite) words.

video: zawinul christmas

Posted in music, video with tags , on December 2, 2010 by Word-Drum


Zawinul Syndicate at the North Sea Jazz festival (1997)

I think I was there. I played at this festival three times. The last time was with Teddy Edwards (Tom Waits’ sax player). Backstage was Lou Donaldson (who I knew and sat in with many times) and Milt Jackson. Lou introduced me to Milt. Good times.

And it doesn’t get much better than the Master Joe Zawinul. This is a fantastic Austrian/African jazz fusion. Other years I remember an awesome piece by Joe featuring the bassist Victor Bailey and some other LA cats. It was like a New World Concerto. Enjoy.