Kenny RogersPosted: 03/11/2020 Filed under: Blogs & eBooks, Lifestyle, Music | Tags: kenny Rogers, Music, Writers, Writing Leave a comment
Kenny Rogers: August 21, 1938 – March 20, 2020
Even if you don’t like country music, you probably loved Kenny Rogers. He sang so many songs that sent messages to any human being that had a heartbeat.
He was beyond being a crossover. Way beyond.
In his prime, he was the Universal man.
One of the first songs I ever remember hearing Kenny Rogers sing was with the band Kenny Rogers and the First Edition, Ruby Don’t Take Your Love to Town.
I had a crush on that gorgeous female singer who played the tambourine in those sexy white boots and miniskirt.
I think I was sixteen, maybe fifteen. Or seventeen. I can’t remember.
It was during the Vietnam war. I had friends that went and never came back home.
Kenny Rogers manned up to that crazy Asian war.
That was a looong time ago. Ages.
A half a century ago.
But the pain and suffering and the memories of the loss still survive in the mind. Vividly.
Kenny Rogers sang a lot of great songs, most of them having real meaning of life. But the two I cherish the most are the first one I heard Ruby, and the later one, the Gambler. There was a third, if I must pick the best of Kenny Rogers and that was, The Coward of the County.
All of his songs were great. I believe all of them were hits.
Dolly Parton whom I was kissed by in the 70s at the Proctor’s Theater in Schenectady, New York, said Kenny Rogers was a great man and a gentleman. She loved working with him. She wasn’t so fond of saying the same of the other men she performed with over the years.
I trust Dolly Parton’s judgement of character.
I miss the First Edition which I had 8-track tapes of and played in the tape decks of the muscle cars I used to drive back in the day.
One of my best friends who I worked with while still in high-school was killed in a high-speed crash that those songs bring back the memory of, good or bad.
I live in Vegas now, nearly 3,000 miles from my home town where I grew up. The Gambler is part of life. But the song, tells a message most people miss.
Most of Kenny Roger’s songs told a story, sort of a ballad, and they all had meaning to life.
Did you listen to those words of wisdom that one of the greatest American singers sung when he performed live or in studio?
Every song Kenny Roger ever sang was a hit. Every song was a story of life. Real life. Life lived by the way real people lived life and died from it.
That’s what the greatest do.
They give us a reason to listen. And to live.
3 November 2020 6PM PST
Las Vegas, Nevada. USA
Lynyrd Skynyrd Fatal Plane CrashPosted: 20/10/2020 Filed under: Blogs & eBooks, Music, News | Tags: Lynyrd Skynyrd, Plane Crashes, Rock Bands, Ronnie Van Zant, Song Writer, Songs, Steve Gaines, Writer, Writers, Writing Leave a comment
On this day, 20 October, in 1977, Lynyrd Skynyrd’s plane crashed.
The plane ran out of fuel near the end of the flight and crashed in a heavily wooded area killing many on board.
Enough band members survived to later continue the band.
The accident came just three days after the release of Street Survivors.
“Ronnie Van Zant and Steve Gaines, along with backup singer Cassie Gaines (Steve’s older sister), assistant road manager Dean Kilpatrick, pilot Walter McCreary, and co-pilot William Gray were killed on impact. Other band members (Collins, Rossington, Wilkeson, Powell, Pyle, and Hawkins), tour manager Ron Eckerman, and several road crew members suffered serious injuries.” Source: Wikipedia
Search the internet for more information on the plane crash and for images.
American Indian Christmas by Miss Jana MashoneePosted: 15/12/2018 Filed under: Music | Tags: American Indian Christmas, Blogger, Blogging, Christmas Music, Cliff Harrison, Cliff Harrison at WordPress, Clifford G. Harrison, Jana Mashonee, Native American, Vegas Valley, Writer, Writers, Writing Leave a comment As we enter the Christmas season of 2018 Cliff Harrison at WordPress presents our longtime favorite Christmas singer, the beautiful and talented Native American Miss Jana Mashonee with her American Indian Christmas album, a collection of many Christmas songs sang in several different Native American languages and voices. The link connects you to our longstanding Jana Mashonee page on our flagship site that also presents many extra Jana Mashonee music videos in additions to her Christmas songs.
Escape into Jana Mashonee’s world and relax and enjoy!
Merry Christmas everybody! Peace to the world!
AMERICAN INDIAN CHRISTMAS
American Indian Christmas
Jana Mashonee – Amazing Grace (Sung in Lumbee)
Jana Mashonee – Little Drummer Boy (San Juan Tewa Pueblo)
Also linked is another Jana Mashonee page we feature, American Indian Story. It presents 10 video songs from her album, each presenting stories about American Indians in her voice. Follow the instructions on the page to hear all of her songs.
AMERICAN INDIAN STORIES
American Indian Stories
Jana Mashonee – The Sacred Gifts of Mother Earth (American Indian Stories 1 of 10.)
Freedom and independence begin in America with the soaring of the Eagle, the Guardian of Liberty and Justice.
Imaginary Friends of Peace, Harmony & SanctuaryPosted: 13/10/2016 Filed under: Music, Writing | Tags: Brain, Cliff Harrison, Creativity, Freedom, Harmony, Imaginary Friends, Imagination, Independence, Mind, Peace, Sanctuary, Solitude, Writer Leave a comment
As we enter a forever more turbulent world, encountering the evil forces that destroys our peace, we must find alternatives for a sanctuary.
An overload of negative news, division, war, hatred and disgusting abuses of other human beings, dilution of diversity, an increase in uniformity, a loss of individualism and a rise in conformity, failed leadership and aspirations, a delusion of the American Dream, of our dreams, of Freedom & Independence, we must seek the tranquility of solitude, the serenity of imagination, to create a world in the depth of our mind that as creators of imaginary worlds and imaginary friends
The amity of life in the distant dimension of the mind, one’s own field of creativity, the fertile cells that stimulate worth add purpose. Somewhere in the depth of that vast cerebrum so small, yet filled with more creativity than all the universe, are the solutions to every problem in the cosmos. Stuffed inside that little object that is your brain is vast storage systems as intense as the solar system, yet so slightly tapped. Not even an iota of its volume has been mined. Only you can mine your own mind.
Tapping deep into the imagination, tooling the lexical components of language, a writer creates his or her own composition like a musician assembles notes, beats, meters, keys, dynamics, harmony, melody, rhythm and whole bunch of other stuff that makes the final creation pleasant for us to listen to. I don’t know about you, but I rely on music heavily during my periods of writing. Music gives me mood, and launches the spaceship of creativity and opens the frontiers of imagination into distant dimensions. Dimensions that only the mind’s eye can see and the inner voice can speak. It’s the place where some souls think we are foolish or dreamers and unproductive to their standards or worst, insane, but they are kind and sometimes keep their opinions to themselves, locked away from their voice box. Ah, but as writers, we all understand exactly what other writers are going through, what they try to convey when they speak of writers’ life. It’s a mystery no wise detective has yet solved on why we do it, what motivates us and exactly where we get our ideas from. Our ideas rain down upon us and turns our minds into the plush, lush, fields of soft green meadows with bunny rabbits hopping when not nibbling on yummy clover, butterflies floating effortlessly above or at night, the lightning bugs under the moon, and imaginary friends dotting the landscape to paint the picture we transfer into words. Stories.
Every movie has a soundtrack and most writers write as if a movie is playing in their head and they try to capture those butterflies of ideas and translate them into words. Harder than it is imagined. At least in the smooth movie-flow.
There are an unlimited number of mediating music videos you can listen to on YouTube. You can select other music as well, if it helps you in your creative writing. Many of the mediation videos are 3 hours long and then there are those mixes that are even longer providing nonstop music. Plenty more than you’ll ever need to get yourself in the writing and creative mood, to get your literary juices flowing.
The elements of writing is the same, yet different for each of us who hold a pen as the most valuable tool in the world and paper our greatest treasure. Sure, in this modern world we use computers and word processors, and all the technology that advanced life can supply us, but we all share that high-quality time once in a while with the good old-fashion pen and paper. It makes us feel… well, alive and creative. Some do and some don’t. There are dreamers and there are doers. But it doesn’t really matter. We strive to make today better than yesterday and no one, but no one is going to read this until it if picture perfect. Some of us can write a darn good book in a month, others take a lifetime before they finish their project. Some never see their project through. No one ever reads its but them. We ask ourselves, why is something so easy, so hard? Why does it take so long to get it right? Maybe that answer is locked deep in the mind where the wilderness journey takes us on those moments of adventure with our imaginary friends. Maybe there is a sliver of remedy in an iota of mindset that we walked past a dozen, maybe a hundred times and never once saw it before. We have to look. Search deeper. The cerebrum journey where ideas and creativity are buried like treasure waiting to be discovered. It’s so near, yet so distant. It is like being on the moon, yet being at the farthest distant of the galaxy. It is within your reach. Just put on your cerebrum spacesuit and travel where only you can go, where no other human being can journey.
The gatekeeper of ideas and creativity is between your ears. Listen to meditation music while emptying your mind of disturbing thoughts, interrupting communications and negative visions that take you away from creativity and replace those negatives with a creativity-tapping mediation of deep mind exploration and harvesting.
Solitude. Atmosphere of your environment. A good pair of headphones. Mediation music. Maybe even a glass of your favorite wine. Your pen and paper, or word processor while you type like a pianist and create the melody of your words and lexicon that you structure into a language that become literature.
It is there that a writer walks through the deep forest of his or her own mind and ventures through a virgin wilderness of untapped discoveries to harvest the precious ideas of an imaginary world that one day might become reality. The journey beyond the boundaries of common sanity, the place only other writers can understand the description made by a fellow lexicologist in his work of expanding lexicons.
The crafter of words, the blending of language, linguistics and labor of lexicologists, lexicons and literature, the art of craft.
When the author provides the lexicographer with more words to add to his dictionary an accomplished writer is finished, the project complete.
Let music help turn your words into a melody.
Image of brain from: wikipedia.org/wiki/Brain
Goodbye, JoeyPosted: 01/03/2016 Filed under: Music | Tags: Cancer, Cancer Victim, Cliff Harrison, County Music, Death, Family, Joey and Rory, Joey Feek, Love, Singer, Song Writer, This Life I Live, Writers, Writing 1 Comment
That awful time has come when a wonderful lady, Joey Feek, says goodbye to her love ones. There isn’t enough room for the tears to fill the Atlantic or enough words in the dictionary to express the sorrow of Joey’s imminent passing. Goodbye, Joey. Prayers for you and your family. Life wasn’t fair to you. Or your babies. But your strength has fortified our strength and a part of you will live on within us….forever, even when you’re gone.
The Final Goodbye…
In The Time That You Gave Me
Be Someone’s FlashlightPosted: 08/08/2015 Filed under: Music | Tags: Be Someone's Flashlight, Courage, Faith, Flashlight, Friend, Guiding Light, Inspiration, Jessie J, Life, Motivation, Savior, Song, Writer, Writing Leave a comment
Lyrics To Flashlight
With the Beautiful and Talented Samantha Harvey from the United Kingdom
Only fools could destroy the greatest nation in the history of the world…Posted: 22/07/2021 | Author: Cliff Harrison | Filed under: Commentary, Music, News | Tags: Clifford G. Harrison, Freedom, Len Longe, Lenny Longe, Nam, RIP, U.S. Army, Vietnam, Writer, Writing | Leave a comment
We are a nation doomed to fall. I am glad I will not be around to see it happen.