You Are Me, I Am You

"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." — Albert Schweitzer

There are those who are born into great talent, and who excel and achieve making it to the "big time" with nary an effort. They're just made to be musicians and to share what they do with a world full of eager, listening ears. And through the ages there have been a great many brilliant musical minds who have graced us with their notes and vibes and riffs—beautiful melodies and driving rhythms. The soulful Janis Joplin comes to mind. The genius of Jimi Hendrix is certainly among them. And there are countless others; Michael Jackson, Prince, Elvis Presley, Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, Chris Cornell, and Kurt Cobain.

There really is not enough room to include everyone.

To that end what I always have said about music in general, whether the music comes from greats or just a guy who decided to start a small band in his garage—to a guy like me who just does it for fun—it does not really matter in the end what the style is. People gravitate to all kinds of sounds, to all kinds of rhythms, to all kinds of melodies.

I do not put myself in any league with any of these greats to be sure. I only illustrate that even among some of the greats there are those who might argue against the talent. No matter.

Musicians, and people in general, do what they do, listen to what they like, and really the brilliance and greatness of the world we live in today is that we get to hear it all. The good, the bad, the great, and the phenomenal.

And we get to share it as well. All of it. The best of it and the worst of it.

Interestingly enough to me is that a site like Bandcamp and Jango tend to be great places for one to share and "try things out." My best received songs have actually been songs I thought would never get any attention at all.

Here is my latest attempt. I hope you like it. It's not great. It's not intended to be. It's just me, the hobby I do, and as I said, I get to share it and let you decide whether it is a thumbs up or a thumbs down.

You Are Me, I Am You by Jim Bauer

YOU ARE ME, I AM YOU
by Jim Bauer
Released May 26, 2017
https://jimbauer.bandcamp.com/track/you-are-me-i-am-you
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CAPO II
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Verse1:
Am                Dm                                                Am
Sittin' on the front porch, and I'm talking to the old man
                            F                                  G                                  Am
He hands me the torch, says walk in my shoes and you'll be all right
                       Dm                                                Am
Said he'd had dark days, and you're gonna have them too
                                 F                              G                                     Am
Take the bull by the horns, says just be a man, do what you gotta do
               Dm                              Am
He was a wise man, I could see was true
                               F                  G                  Am
He said I'm you're dad, you are me, and I am you

Bridge:
F           G          Dm Am   F                        G                    Dm    Am   F
Feeling now that I   re — gret, the days we lost what we might have said

Chorus:
C                G    Dm Am               C    C/B  G
But there's on — ly now, we can make it   up
C                 G    Dm Am                 C     C/B  G
There's still time to fill, to fill this emp — ty   cup
C        G   Dm Am                    C   C/B G
Yesterday is gone, no sense in looking back
C          G    Dm Am              C    C/B  G
Oh, the time is now, to get it back on   track

Verse2:
Am                Dm                                                Am
Sittin' on the front porch, and I'm talking to the old man
                         F                      G                              Am
Says what I've done, no I ain't proud, but it's who I am
                     F                            Am
Said dad it's okay, got me some demons too
                        F                 G                  Am
Said I'm your son, you are me, and I am you
                   F                     G                        Am
You're my dad, I'm you're son, and we are one

BRIDGE AND CHORUSES REPEAT

 

A Little Bit of Wakin On A Pretty Day—Kurt Vile

One of the fun things about music is that it is such a provider of joy and adulation, that to be able to take a song that you love from an artist you admire and somehow make it your own is perhaps one of the most rewarding things about it.

Many of us will find ourselves with a song stuck in our head. We may hum the tune, whistle it while we work, sing along as we drive along the road to wherever we may be headed, and perhaps in the back of our mind the song is ours. We are the rock star.

Of course, I dabble in a little bit of my own original stuff. Certainly my album Pink Flamingoes is an example of that. Just me doing my own thing musically, not caring if there is any real structure to it, and certainly not trying to get rich or famous from it.

Not that that would be a possibility mind you. But there are enough people who enjoy what I do that it makes it all worth it in the end.

But back to songs we love from artists we admire. I have talked much on here about one artist in particular who strikes my fancy, and is always a pleasure to make new discoveries with. That artist would be Kurt Vile, and if you've never had a chance to listen to what he does, you are surely missing out.

One song in particular that I like from him is Pretty Pimpin, and it happens to be...well, pretty pimping.

But there's another song that also made quite an impression on me, enough so that I wanted to try to do that song my own justice. Did I accomplish it? Probably not. But that's not the point. The point is that his song Wakin on a Pretty Day just happened to strike a chord with me, and so I wanted to do a little something with it.

It's fun to sing and it's fun to strum, and so I just had to put my own touch onto it.

Again, did I do it any justice? Probably not. I'm no Kurt Vile, and to an extent I am no musician either. But even more fun is that we live in a time when we can share with the masses whatever we want, and again as well...

There are actually some folks out there who appreciate that. Especially the fans. Often times my own handful of fans will ask me to share some or another cover, and this just happens to be one of them.