Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
This could go bacterial...THAT'S LOVE a young couple can't uncouple...th...
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talent is the easy part, being human is the hard part... my goal these days seems to be directed at becoming an established, accepted artist, of some stature, for profit, profit being the difficulty. How do I use my gifts in the world of commerce. My idealistic and purist notions of how the two should co-mingle. art and commerce, though I see it happen all around me, somehow strikes me as crass and beneath my better self. On the other hand, how can I realistically pursue my objectives of producing art without financial help with things like food and shelter, a car, and material things that I rely on and desire.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
pastures-of-plenty-a-great
I recorded this in Nashville shortly after arriving there in 1980...I had been through a terrible depression and came to Nashville out of desperation...I knew some people from visits there from 78-79...a group of Christians. One of the reasons I left WV was the church I was going to was in part causing my depression...I was searching for a way out...I thought to myself 'is there no place where I can find like-minded christians?'...when I began to think of Nashville, I thought of second chances, that the Lord does allow for second chances. That morning, instead of going to my old church, I headed down rte 61 so I wouldn't have to pass by that church...they couldn't help me...they were so focused on performing acts of faith and works that they found acceptable, to fend off God's anger, I began to doubt that God really loved me...that he only cared how well I towed the line, lived up to the scriptures, and obeyed the religious voices that keep repeating, 'jump higher, go further, don't rest, don't fail, don't, don't, don't...' I was worn out, there was no joy in my life, no hope. Shortly after arriving in Nashville, I got a job changing tires and tried reconnecting with my friends...Then I met John Brusseau at a young persons fellowship bible study ... he was so aware of what I was going through and had discovered the antidote was Grace...with John's help I was able to reconnect to a healthy relationship with my faith...the drudgery of it was fading, being replaced by peace tranquility and life. I started playing my music more, and recording at studios on music row....I don't believe I had heard this song more than once, if that...I knew how it went from my core...when I played I felt an enormous rush of power and feeling, connecting with it in such a powerful way...in my motel room, that I broke strings on my guitar....The same thing happened in the studio. Powerful song...by Woody Guthrie...
Democracy is not the same as 'working the system'
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pulled it out of the fire...I am a lucky man I realized last night, as I felt my inner voice saying, "I'm going to bed and get to get up tomorrow morning and do this all over again..."
https://soundcloud.com/t-paige-1/pastures-of-plenty-a-great
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Saturday, April 20, 2013
TAKE IT EASY--SONG AND PHOTOGRAPHS BY T. PAIGE
TAKE IT EASY
T. PAIGE
I thought that strangers were faces I'd see
I didn't know that the stranger was me
But you made a friend out of me
You made a friend out of me.
I never thought that I'd ever be,
Someone as crazy and fucked up as me
After what seemed like an eternity
Should have been easy but I couldn't see.
That you can play it hard, you can play it soft
The way it is, is hard enough
So take it easy
Don't make it harder,
Take it easy...
(C) 2013 T. Paige/Soul Author Music
T. PAIGE
I thought that strangers were faces I'd see
I didn't know that the stranger was me
But you made a friend out of me
You made a friend out of me.
I never thought that I'd ever be,
Someone as crazy and fucked up as me
After what seemed like an eternity
Should have been easy but I couldn't see.
That you can play it hard, you can play it soft
The way it is, is hard enough
So take it easy
Don't make it harder,
Take it easy...
(C) 2013 T. Paige/Soul Author Music
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Monday, April 1, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
The Sky by T. Paige
I have rode the sky so many times in my life
I've lingered by a doorstep
when the sun set and the moon rose
till the sunrise breakin overhead
gave way to midday my direction
and I have played with shadows
and a young girl called out "Daddy"
I have seen the sky when it was a grey whisper
of a shadow caster barely enough light
to raise a dawn but it still lit somehow the day for whom the
dawn cast forth her light, gently.
I've lingered by a doorstep
when the sun set and the moon rose
till the sunrise breakin overhead
gave way to midday my direction
and I have played with shadows
and a young girl called out "Daddy"
I have seen the sky when it was a grey whisper
of a shadow caster barely enough light
to raise a dawn but it still lit somehow the day for whom the
dawn cast forth her light, gently.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
that's more like it! nashvile rain---T. Paige
that's more like it! nashvile rain---T. Paige
Nashville Rain
T. Paige
They come to Nashville, Tennessee
Like sweet music to a song
Driven by the rhythm that’s in ‘em
But the words are all wrong
They see a lifeless dream standin’
Like a dog in the rain
Wonderin’ is he gettin’ wet
Or is he gettin’ clean
Nashville Rain, Nashville Rain
Ain’t nothin’ but a song.
There’s even a few women come to this town
Lonely women lookin’ to be found
Some of ‘em pretty, some of ‘em plain
They’re dreamers dreamin in the rain
Repeat chorus
Paper said she was up and coming
So I just had to see
If they laid her in that white dress
That she wore for me
She was born with the face of an angel
And a broken wing
I saw her through an open window
And she began to sing…
Repeat chorus.
© 2011 T. Paige/Soul Author Music
Nashville Rain
T. Paige
They come to Nashville, Tennessee
Like sweet music to a song
Driven by the rhythm that’s in ‘em
But the words are all wrong
They see a lifeless dream standin’
Like a dog in the rain
Wonderin’ is he gettin’ wet
Or is he gettin’ clean
Nashville Rain, Nashville Rain
Ain’t nothin’ but a song.
There’s even a few women come to this town
Lonely women lookin’ to be found
Some of ‘em pretty, some of ‘em plain
They’re dreamers dreamin in the rain
Repeat chorus
Paper said she was up and coming
So I just had to see
If they laid her in that white dress
That she wore for me
She was born with the face of an angel
And a broken wing
I saw her through an open window
And she began to sing…
Repeat chorus.
© 2011 T. Paige/Soul Author Music
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