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.......................If you are confused in your way
And to what side your should to go
You can not solve it by yourself
Just ask your friends for help
And then you maybe will know
Who will tell you the truth, and who will lie
The one who helps, makes a step forward
And who will only push you on your back for breakage

Think who is your friends in this world
With whom the destiny will reduce
With whom you are ready to go for the horizon, for the sake of light
Who will help you to find answers all the time

If you are rich and well-known
Around you life pulses
And when wine flows like rivers
In that time your have a lot of "friends"
But when the trouble knocks on a window
And the dark surrounds you
You will need very necessary the one who turns on the lights
But then there is no one....

For several years now we have had a Robo person speak at us when the person we called is not answering.

I don't know about others but this Robo thing is getting too old. It's the the same ol' thing, i.e., "The person you have called is not available" and then the yak yak begins about pushing this button and then pushing that button and on and on and a button for more options as if I am really impressed with the over long "greeting". But then the clincher. When the Robo person tells you that "you can hang up".

I am getting so tired with this. Phone companies just need to get back to the basics. The number of rings set by the recipient is followed by "(Name), please leave a message and I'll call you back". Period! Things can be simple if these phone companies weren't being so "fancy wancy" (Thanks to Gilda Radner)!!

Give me your peeve about this!! I'll bet there's some good ones!!

WARNING! Same as other developing countries in this planet, we do have negative things, criminal, poor public skill behavior, other things may strange for westerners. But, I think the country do has something to be proud of. Even to be honest, in my life, I've NEVER EVER feeling proud being a Vietnamese! But my boss (a westerner who knew my country for about 10 years, and came to work here for more than 3 years) he said, it's hard for a westerner like him does not like Vietnam! ^_^

I hope you like the song, it rhythm gives me motivation, hope you do too!

Wishing all single a nice Monday! and a nice and sweet November ahead! ^_^

2015-11-02

Just curious on who is a musician/singer/songwriter and what kind of music really speaks to you? Any interesting stories you have when youve written songs or if you've preformed with interesting people? or whatever you want to share to inspire us. I'll start out.I've been writing lyrics since I was a teenager. I used to wake up with songs in my head and write them down. It came pretty natural for a few years anyways. Then in 2009 I met a country singer and ended up managing him for a year and a half. Best experience ever.I learned alot about the business and the hard work involved to even get your music out there.

After that I started writing again. I met a cowboy a year later and wrote a song.

Cowboy and stars


We were sitting -outside- it was late one night
The moonlight- shone in her hair
I was playing- her a song- on my guitar
We were breathing- in that - country air

She looked at me- with love- in her eyes
I held her- close- in my arms
We made love- All night long
on the grass- beneath the stars

Chorus- She said-- You had me at cowboy
I told her-- She had me at stars
She said, She loved- the way I loved her
She felt safe- in my cowboy arms
She said, She- would- always be faithful
Her heart- would- forever be true.
Because I had her-- at cowboy
And she had me-- at stars.

She- didn't mind - I loved the country
She- didn't mind - my red neckin ways
She- didn't try- and change me
She just- loved me - anyways

She loved- that- I'm a cowboy
and to that- I must be true
She loved- all- my cowboy lovin
And I loved- all- her lovin too

Chorus- She said-- You had me at cowboy
I told her-- She had me at stars
She said, She loved- the way- I loved her
She felt safe- in my cowboy arms
She said, She- would always- be faithful
Her heart- would- forever be true.
Because I had her-- at cowboy
And she had me-- at stars.

Still remember that night- almost- 20 years ago
playing- to her- on my guitar
Moon- still shining- in her hair
Still loving her - under the stars

There's things- in life- that make you smile
take your baby- and hold her- in your arms
Your never to old- you're never too late
to make love to her-under the stars

Chorus- Because-- You- can have her- at cowboy
and -- She -can have- you- at stars
She- will love= your cowboy lovin
She'll feel safe- in your cowboy arms
For That- She- will always- be faithful
Her heart- will- forever- be true.
Because you had her-- at cowboy
And she had you-- at stars.

Forever Ill be her cowboy- and she'll forever be my stars



Now I'm writing again and looking forward to hear back from other writers, musicians etc.

Don't be shy lol

This video is of a popular pop singer in Indonesia. This young woman earned only about $26 US per show. She had 3 children to feed and she did the best she could for them. As the video below shows this is very reminiscent of the traveling vaudeville minstrel shows that used to blanket the US in the days leading up to the coming of movie houses. The woman's name was Irma Bule.

She made the news last week when she was killed on stage. Her killer was a cobra snake she used in her act. She had acquired the snake a few weeks earlier. She thought it had been de-fanged. It hadn't. This video is NOT her final performance, you can find that on Youtube if you want.

There are many street performers who sing for their food in that part of the planet. In the days my parents were young, it was that way here too. Simon & Garfunkel used to sing in Grenwich Village bars. So did Barbara Streisand. Today's wannabees in America sing or perform in raunchy bars and clubs. But I have seen street shows like the videos in parks and block parties too. It is all vaudeville. You do your show, then you pass a bag and if the audience likes you, they put some money in it. It is of course a much more honorable way of earning a living than some other paths (and you don't want to slit your wrists the next morning either).

Competition is tough as many sing and dance. Many are young and good looking too. A gimmick is needed. Maybe two or three. Be a little raunchy. Wear short dresses and move suggestively. Sing ribald lyrics. Irma's big gimmick was carry a snake. As she told a friend, if nothing else, the snakes keep the men from trying to touch her when she went through the crowd to collect money.

During her last performance with the cobra that bit her Irma accidentally stepped on the snake and as any animal would when that happens, it reacted. It bit her over the femoral artery in the thigh. Irma, no realizing the snake had not been de-fanged declined going to the hospital and in the best tradition of vaudeville decided the show must go on. She continued singing and dancing for another 40 minutes or so before collapsing and convulsing. She was declared dead upon arrival at the hospital. I never heard of Irma until she died. she stands tall in my eyes as proof no matter where you are, people are people and there are no real differences from one place to another.




PS, please note that although this is in Indonesia, although there are clearly women in the crowd, there just aren't that many women being forced to wear a Hijab there.

Do you like this band? Do you have a favourite R.E.M song?

What a song!!!