WINGED INSTRUMENTS!

“WINGED INSTRUMENTS!” What? So, I was thinking about music today as I was searching for comfort food. I can’t eat like everyone else and so wanted to just lay down and pig out and be comforted. But, I had to search for a diff comfort food. So, I chose to sing a li’l. Still out of shape from being sick but did a li’l. Anyways, after I sat back down to wait for a friend to come over and visit and talk, I got to thinking about some things I’ve heard over the years of being in music and bands, etc. There are those who would say that the lyrics in a song and the lead voice are the most important and must be way above all the other instruments. And, I say, yes, the voice and lyrics must be heard. But, they are instruments like all other parts of a band or group! Lyrics are powerful! But, I say balance. We write our own music and lyrics and do strongly believe the lyrics are def important, but not any more than the musical instruments and other vox that intertwine with the lyrics to get the song across. And, to us, the most important instrument of all? Our heart and soul. Some would say that saying that puts those instruments in the brass section. PIMP LOL. I think they belong in the string section . Because our music does come with strings attached. DUH LOL. Anyways, I think of the bird. It makes no words, yet its instrument makes us stop and listen, and, makes us feel. Think of the orchestras that set moods in movies and shows to make us feel. My point is that every part of a song is an instrument and is an important part. A band is a team. A song takes a team. I am a singer and love to sing for others, but I must listen to ALL the other instruments that make me feel while I am singing to get my heart and soul tuned up. I mix with the music and the lyrics and other vocals, to make the song. It’s not me alone. It’s not the lyrics alone. It’s not just one instrument. It’s all. Sometimes, I think the bird has the right idea. It can make us feel without words… Heart and soul is how we sing like a bird. It’s how we fly. And, it’s how we help others soar. Make others feel. The spirit in us. All that being said? Maybe this bird could have used less words. I apologize, but my thoughts took flight. PIMP LOL. Oh! And, if you are interested in our music, stop by www.basicband.biz. SIGNED, The Winger In The Singer & The Vox With The Jokes Takes Delight In The Flight

THE VICTORIES OF THE VELVET VICTORIAN!

“THE VICTORIES OF THE VELVET VICTORIAN!” What? So, it’s been a quite awhile since I grabbed a piece of time to look at a piece of my fave magazine. Let alone, the whole thing! Like years! It’s called The Victorian Trading Company. One day I’m gonna just buy the company and everything they have. But, for now? I dream. I love old stuff, Victorian stuff, especially. Although, I do tend to mix it with modern and country and… I guess I like it all. But, Victorian makes me feel good. The velvets, the styles… They soothe me and make feel ecstatic with their aesthetics. PIMP LOL. Whether it’s furniture, clothes, décor… They give me a sense of comfort, home-iness. Victory! If I was a Comic Strip, I would so be called “The Victories of The Velvet Victorian!” And, you know my most fave comfort? The velvet voice of God that I hear in my soul. Have a day of victory. Listen to the voice of God. One last thing? In case you are wondering? No, I don’t always feel victorious. But, even in my less than victorious moments, I go by my faith not my feelings. That’s the velvet stuff. That’s my comfort! And, that? Is still victory! Signed, The Electric Eclectic Eccentric Victorian Who’s Ecstatic Over Aesthetics

PLUGS, OUTLETS & HEARTS!

“PLUGS, OUTLETS & HEARTS!” So, what did Mr. Wally Outlet say to the new guy, Cord? Um, no room here. Go find ya another hangout. I’m all plugged up. And, it seems to be contagious ‘round here. PIMP LOL. Okay, just some light humor today. Night light humor. And, wall outlet humor. See, all the outlets in our music room and connected bathroom are always full up. And, that got me thinking… Everyone needs an outlet. A safe place to go. A place to get recharged. Without getting burnt. We should all have a friend like that. But, I also know a place where’s there’s always room for anyone. You’ll certainly get a charge out of it. And, you’ll def get plugged in. Where? God’s outlet. There’s one out there nearby everyone’s beat. HEART beat, that is. Signed, Plugged Up & Plugged In

Life's Table... Life's Plate...

Life’s plate isn’t always rosy, and sometimes it’s too full. Or, not full enough. Maybe your cup doesn’t runneth over with the refreshment of ease. And, maybe, even maybe, the table set before you isn’t all peaches and cream and rose-colored, but there is always something on it to be thankful for. Have a thankful day. Do it with taste. Signed, I Chose To See The Rose In The Prose

MAKING WAVES!

“MAKING WAVES!” What? So, sometimes you just gotta make waves! PIMP LOL. Not so’s to upset those around you. But, to keep you from sinking into the stillness of being just a drop of water in the sea of life. Some us make waves to get noticed, some make waves just trying to swim. And, some to stir things up and splash burning salt water in others eyes to give them a rough ride. Me? I just like to make waves of humor and music to stir in a diff way. To make a splash in a good way. To be more than just a drop of water… Make a splash today. Crash in on someone’s stillness and make them feel noticed. You’ll sea… It will bring a wave of life over them. And, you know what? Just thinking of the ocean? Reminds me of the Ocean Maker. Crash in on His day and say hi. He appreciates a wave every now and then. Just like us… SIGNED, Behaving And How! AND Waving Goodbye, For Now!

THE RING IN OUR ING!

THE RING IN OUR ING!” What? So, read this short story like a rap! Well, last eveNING, we were doing the fam'ly THING! And, so what did I ba-RING? The wings with the sting, the rings with the sweet zing and the movie 'bout scary things. Saving the zing in the sing and the wii pong ping...for the next family thing! Because, you know I like to bring it, but that would be too much exciTING even for us, for one eveNING. Family time? Puts the ring in all our ings. Gives us the reasoNING to carry on until the next fam'ly eveNING! So, we can ba-RING it when we gotta wing it. Families are gems. Some of us may be diamonds in the rough, but gems all the same. And, mostly? Here's the thing! We remind each other that we have a King who puts the bling in all our ing. He's the real gemstone. The GemRock! Well, that's a rap! And, a wrap. Hey! GemRock! Sounds like a cool name for a band. Jus' sayin'! Signed, The Ding In The Ling

JUGGERNAUT! OR, JUGGER NOT?

"JUGGERNAUT & JUGGER! NOT!" What? So, I'm tipping the jug tonight! What??? No!! Not filled with moonshine! Thankfully, gave that up many "moons" and many "not-so-shining" moments ago. TNT LOL. No. it's filled with my spit and blowing into it to get cool sounds. That's what it's filled with!!! See, I'm thinking of adding a new instrument to the band. Maybe I can test it out on the church band, first. Though, it may cause a juggernaut!PIMP LOL. Nah! Everyone knows I'm a jugger! Not! Everyone knows my heart. Hope your night is filled with fun. Take a sip of life. You won't wake up with a hangover. You may have hang-ups, but not hangovers. DUH LOL. Signed, The Jugga In The Mutha

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