
The Road Trip Plan


A couple of days ago I found myself on a quite Sunday evening in a restaurant in Prato, Tuscany. I was the only customer. There was some lovely ambient music playing and along with the red wine, subdued lighting and lovely surroundings I became very relaxed and began to contemplate a new music project.
It would be a collection of very laid back and relaxing music and I would try to evoke “places” in each of the pieces. I’ll pull together photographs of places I’d like to evoke though some of them may be drawn from memory. The images will not be used in the final pieces which will be audio only but I may record actual sound in some of these places to include in the audio.
There are many places that have left a lasting impression on me and I hope these will provide strong inspiration for new musical pieces. I was contemplating this morning calling the collection “Places” but then I recalled a story I’d related recently here I decided to call it “Places In Time”.
I heard “The Letter” by the Box Tops the other day and the memories came flooding back. Way back in ’67 when that record charted I was about to begin my bid for rock stardom but, being only 15 many of these tunes we just a wonderfull noise and I could not comprehend how they were constructed.
I therefore asked my Mam to pick up the sheet music for me on some of the current tunes so I could decipher them. On this ocassion as she was going into town I asked her to get the sheet music for “The Letter”. She came back and informed me that they had never heard of the PACKET TOPS !!
So that set me back aways in my studies.
Anyway I heard the tune the other day and remembered this story. As listened I was struck by the blight of every developed musician. I could clearly determine what chords were being played. I went home and picked up my guitar and played it through. I then called my Mam and told her I’d figured it out some 38 years later and absolved her for letting me down so badly all those years ago. 🙂
Home at last here we are
Never made that distant star
But we found something good
Right here in the neighbourhood
I never really understood
But now I know that ………
My journey ends here with you
I know you feel the same way too
My Journey ends at the start
Right here in you heart
Safe and sound
Here with you
After all that we’ve been through
There were times
Now and then
We almost thought of giving in
Searching for a distant dream
But dreams come true and Ö
My journey ends here with you
I know you feel the same way too
My Journey ends at the start
Right here in you heart
And now I know the reason you were sent
To journey through life as my friend
You are my journey’s end
Though we have travelled so far
My home is wherever you are
My journey ends here with you
I know you feel the same way too
My Journey ends at the start
Right here in you heart
And now I know the reason you were sent
To journey through life as my friend
You are my journey’s end
On you I can always depend
You are my Journey’s End
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Promises
Doesn’t anybody keep them?
What a mess
What a shame
I confess,
I’ve been guilty of the same thing
But I did not mean
To break the dream
And shake the faith we had
What if heaven isn’t really there?
Would we have the will to journey on?
Keep on going till we find somewhere
To build our hopes upon
Now I know
I’ve been climbing up the wrong tree
Never knew
Till I reached the top
Now I see
Such a different world below me
But it does not seem
To fit the dream
And it’s such a long way down
Repeat Chorus
If you’re worried how things are gonna turn out
You think you’re gonna burn out,
crash and dive
There’s another way
Just adjust your thinking
There’s no need for sinking
Before you arrive
REP CHORUS
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I set out to record versions of many of my songs in a fashion that anyone could sing them. i.e. Folk songs (which is where they all have their roots anyway. You can check them all out here. Eventually I hope to have them all recorded with my own vocals (ugh !) and a simple acoustic guitar accompaniment.
Many who die for a cause are faceless, ordinary people who find themselves in extraordinary situations, not the famous, not great leaders but those that stand at the back, a face in the crowd, everyman.
Folk Version
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Downloads are below. Right click on a link and select “save as” to save to your computer. Please let us know how you get on and what the reaction is if you perform it and if you record it please let us hear it.
Everyman Song -|- Everyman Lyrics (with Chords) -|- Backing Track -|- Chord Shapes
One of the worst Pit disasters in the north-east of England was on the afternoon of Thursday January 16th, 1862 at New Hartley Colliery, near Seaton Delaval, in Northumberland. The accident was caused by a beam, weighing forty-three tons, which fell into the pit shaft, trapping the majority of men who worked at the colliery. For six days and seven nights rescuers tried valiantly to save them and up until the Sunday they could hear the trapped miners but then silence reigned. Eventually, after ten days, on Sunday the 26th of January, the rescuers were able to bring out the 204 dead.
sorry no folk arrangement uploaded yet. Below is an alternative arrangement.
Live version with a monologue by Tom Kelly from the Customs House South Shields.
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During the Second World War many young girls from the north-east and many other parts of the U.K. met and fell in love with American servicemen and Steve Thompson’s auntie, Evelyn Haggan, became a GI Bride. She left her family behind and sailed on the Queen Elizabeth to begin a new life in America. Evelyn wrote a poem, which Steve has turned into the song, ëGI Bride’…
sorry no folk arrangement uploaded yet. Below is an alternative arrangement.
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Taken from STEEL TOWN. A young man plans on leaving his hometown to pursue his dreams. This is a well-worn story of young people leaving their homes in Ireland for America or the north of England and heading for the supposedly bright lights of London.
no folk version yet – alternative version below
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Jarrow man Tommy Kelly was a German Prisoner of War from April 1940 until the end of the war. He spoke little of his experiences but what he did say was that it was nothing like the 1950 British film, THE WOODEN HORSE which gave a very different picture to the harshness he experienced.
Sorry no folk verseion yet. Below is an alternative version.
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