Classical Trilogy 2

 Tolkien‘s trilogy of tales told: Fantastic beings in an imaginary land brought to life by the words of a master inspired me to write the following songs.

Click on each image to listen to the sounds of Middle Earth as interpreted by me on the piano.

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Elrond’s Forest Council

Amid the forest green and the deepening dusk,  fires reflect the hastening uncertainty of decisions to be made by a few.  A procession forms.  Solemn and majestic.  At twilight on steeds of silver and gold ride the members of Elrond’s forest council.

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The Mines of Moria

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Foolish and proud you let yourself be known. Gaze deep and let the eye take you.  Beware of all that is near and dear.  Let it go and run and hide for your mind is now posessed by the fear that stalks you.  I saw the future in The Pool of the Morning Stars.

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Hourglass

Space is timeless but our lives here on earth are measured by the clock or hourglass. I wrote this song while I was in a metaphysical mood late one evening.

I am sharing it here in tribute to The Apollo 11 Astronauts and the first landing of man on the moon on July 20th 1969.

The lyrics are as follows. Give it a listen and tell me what you think.

Hourglass

Click on image to listen to Hourglass

I feel the hour is near and the moon has slipped away

The early dawn will light the pad in nightfall’s last embrace

Timeless secrets are locked into the stars

Mysteries forever past I will go that far

Will our race go on reaching out through space

The sands of time I left behind are sifting out of place

I know you’re searching I hope that you will find

The endless being that you are is born within your mind

I’m lifting off in summer I know I’m leaving seasons

I see I’m trailing sunsets mornings just goodbye

I’m past the obligations I’m looking down on nations

I know I’m leaving all the weight I left behind

The weight I left behind

Visions are getting clearer my eyelids slowly close

A single embryonic destiny has journeyed to my soul

At once all life began and with a cosmic burst

As galaxies of dustless gas filled the universe

From blinding speed of orbit where planets lie in row

Beyond the blue one near the sun where love was meant to grow

I’m lifting off in summer I know I’m leaving seasons

I see I’m trailing sunset mornings just goodbye

I’m past the obligations I’m looking out on nations

I know I’m leaving all the weight I left behind

The weight of all mankind

Rich Kids

Click on image to listen

I’ll take you once let me take you some more

My swimming pool has a gold-tiled floor

I’m spending money cause Dad’s working hard

I have been taking charge

You see me wearing the fashion that’s right

I’ll drive my XKE that he signed

It helps me makes me feel like a man

Come on baby, I’ve got cash on hand

Cause we’re the rich kids and were making a hit

Rich kids we’ll do what we wish

Rich kids Rich kids

I like the girls I do as well as I can

Don’t need to study when you cheat on exams

You’re drinking beer when I’m pouring champagne

I’ll carry on in the family name

I don’t have to apologise

I’ll do what I want for the rest of my life

I’ve always got more funds than I need

I steal hub caps, what a thrill it’s a breeze

My friends and I we take what we need

Life is easy pass the cocaine please

I’ll take you once let me take you some more

My swimming pool has a gold-tiled floor

I’m spending money cause Dad’s working hard

I have been taking charge

Cause we’re the rich kids and were making a hit

Rich kids we’ll do what we wish

Rich kids Rich kids

I don’t have to apologise

I’ll do what I want for the rest of my life

I did this on a lark with the idea of writing a song about someone who was the opposite of me. It was recorded back in the day when we didn’t really care so much about anything but having fun.

I found the song in my attic, it was just taking up space so I decided to share it with you.

Warm Regards,

Marc

Fool of the Day

I initially started writing this song with your typical member of the mafioso in mind.  As time progressed, so did the lyrics and I found myself echoing the protests of the day, It morphed itself into a tale of corruption but this time on the “legal” side of the law. Shining the light of day on the criminal element of Wall Street. If you ask my opinion; I say a crook is a crook and who is the fool of the day?

FOOL OF THE DAY

Your pockets are full there’s change in the town

Old habits die hard corruption abounds

Men are made in the family way that’s the theme boy

For the fool of the day

 

Life is easy I’m getting rich

I’m passing bills without a glitch

Don’t get caught cause then you’ll pay the price boy

For the fool of the day

 

Take me break me the times have made me

Laws are meant to be broken by me

And in my fallen glory I’ll tell you my story

And I’ll never agree to cop to a plea no siree

 

I’m not worries about the government man

The dreams I had are over things got way out of hand

I watched my back and stayed discreet

And I was set up from a one to a three

 

Take me break me the times have made me

 Laws are meant to be broken by me

And in my fallen glory I’ll tell you my story

And I’ll make bail that’s a bona-fide guarantee

Your pockets are full there’s change in the town

Old habits die hard corruption abounds

Men are made in the family way that’s the theme boy

You’re the fool of the day

Click here to listen to FOOL OF THE DAY

Copyright © 2012 by Marc C. Miller

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On Songwriting

To me songwriting is all about feeling, its instinctive. It’s abrupt and it comes on like a wave that washes over me.  It is cool and it fills me with a heightened sense of perception. It is a divine spark that empowers. It is mysterious and it is magical.

It is an urge that propels me to create, to explore concepts and feelings through melodies and verse.  It is a powerful feeling that I have no control over. It chooses the time and I must capture that feeling in a bottle before it is lost in a dark hole of the imagination never again to see the light of day. At times it comes on subtly, like a whisper, at others it comes like a roar and I must listen.

Then I must write it down. Sometimes life tends to get in the way. I have lost many a tune driving or on some idle errand. This is the frustrating part that I suppose many songwriters must deal with.  But I would say by far the joys of being a songwriter  exceeds the frustrations.

Like anything else there are many different ways to write a song; sometimes I have a concept idea which turns into lyrics and at other times the music or melody streams through my head where it gets recorded waiting for the words to follow.  At other times both the melody and lyrics stream in at once. These songs seem to have an extra bounce of their own and I get a sense of deja vu.  I really know that I am onto something. These songs usually turn out to be some of my better efforts.

Songwriting is a part of me. I have been doing it for some time. I have amassed a catalog of various flavors of song most are finished. Some I am working on now.  It is an important piece of my life that I would like to share with you.

I will be posting some of my work here on Brown Eyed Music in the near future. Please take a listen and tell me what you think.

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Marc Marrs