2012 23 Nov

The following songs were recorded mostly in Pasadena, California from 2010 – early 2012 on my Tascam 8-track machine.

 Tracks

1 2:14 122 listens
2 3:06 93 listens
3 2:25 82 listens
4 4:56 89 listens
5 4:32 98 listens
6 2:24 82 listens
7 3:03 112 listens
8 4:00 99 listens
9 2:10 118 listens
10 2:37 117 listens
Published under Musicsend this post
2011 6 Dec

Ever feel like your life is going in circles or that it is too monotonous or repetitive? Well, it may sound like this song. I tried to come up with something that expressed that feeling and here it is. It was recorded with a 330 Rickenbacker six string electric guitar, a Casio WK-500 keyboard, shaker and tambourine. Thanks for listening.

Download here:  http://www.archive.org/details/Monotony


(picture from http://www.motifake.com)

Published under Musicsend this post
2011 31 Aug

Waiting by More Jim Guittard

Wrote this song almost 10 years ago but lost the original recording of it. So I recorded it again tonight in 2011. On the previous version I used a Fender B-Bender guitar but I don’t have it anymore. It was stolen. Anyway, I did the best I could from memory. Previously, it was called “Station” but I think it would be better titled Waiting. I also updated the lyric to waiting for a plane instead of a train cause that’s what I’ll be doing in a few months or so when my wife finally gets to the U.S.

Waiting

Going down to the station.
I’ll be waitin’ for you to come.
I’ll be pickin’ up your heavy bags.
It won’t be a drag.

I hope you’ll be glad to see me.

Checkin’ out the plane schedule.
I’ll be lookin’ for your plane to come.
I’ll be combin’ my hair for you.
It won’t be that long.

I hope you’ll be glad to see me.

Readin’ up on the newspaper.
I’ll be lookin’ for the funny section.
I’ll be watchin’ the people pass by.
It can’t be that long.

I hope you’ll be glad to see me.

Seein’ you arrive just on time.
I’ll be runnin’ to get a hug.
I’ll be thinkin’ how lucky I am.
No, it’s not a drag.

I know you’ll be glad to see me.

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2011

Published under Lifesend this post
2011 8 Aug

Wrote this one in Bulgaria in 2008 while I was a Peace Corps Volunteer but it applies even more today to the current political situations. More division than I have every seen. Where is the leadership? No where to be found. Not the best sound quality.

We’ve got to preserve our health.
It is all for ourself.
People are running scared.
Just like they haven’t cared.

Some turn to the booze.
This isn’t what I choose.
Which is the way?
Certainly there’s a new day.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

Arguments and tempers flare.
This I don’t wish to bear.
There’s no point to this.
Better avoid and miss.

We live within our cave.
Wishing only to save.
Our egos cause problems.
With pride we wear our emblems.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

We make shady deals.
so we can eat our meals.
We keep up the front.
In our power hunt.

Have faith in one another.
We’re brother and sister.
Fight through the pain.
We’re all the same.

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2008

Published under Life, Musicsend this post
2011 21 Apr

Ballad of Homeland Security

You got nothing on me.
Homeland Security.
I’m actually cool guy.
Let my wife in.

You’re such a fearful entity.
You’re stuck in the mud
You’re thinking the terrorists are all around you.
But they’re not there.

So Homeland Security.
Let my wife in.
We’re not terrorists.
You’re the only terrorist I know.

You’re putting your voice in all the Walmarts.
Telling us to be suspicious
And turn everybody in.
But I’d like to turn you in.
Cause you’re nothing but a fear monger.

Break

So, let the cool people in.
We’re better than you.
We’re not gonna settle for your crap anymore.
Just let us in.
Let us see each other.

Break

You’re so full of rage.
You were probably abused as a kid.
And that’s why you tell everybody
That there are terrorists all around you.

You’re nothing but fear.
The fear is gonna end.
We’re not gonna take it anymore.

Because you’re full of propaganda.
We’re not gonna take it anymore.
You’re not gonna be spreading your crap around,
Infecting our minds anymore.

You’re nothing but Dumb.
So let my wife in.
You know, it’s alright.
Because you’ve done it before.

So what’s the big problem?
You gotta do some research?
You haven’t done much
Because it’s been six months.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2011

Buried Underneath The American Dream

You’re buried underneath the America Dream.
You got no time for nothing.
Sit at your cubicle for hours and hours.
Don’t forget about your paper towers.

Pick up the phone and talk to people you don’t like.
What’s it all for? You wish you could take a hike.
No, you gotta pay off your credit cards.
And listen to all the flippin’ retards.

Go back home and you’re tired.
So you drink some coffee and get wired.
And you get in a rage
Cause you had a terrible day.

Turn on the tube for the brainwashing.
They tell ya how to feel and it really stings.
Pop open the beer let your head fill with fear.
That leads to absolutely nothing to hear

Do it all over again the next day.
Keep on in the monotonous robotic way.
When will you say, “Is it all worth this?”
Probably only after you sink to the abyss.

Go back home and you’re tired.
So you drink some coffee and get wired.
And you get in a rage
Cause you had a terrible day.

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2009

Don’t Get Hung Up

The powers that be are lurking about.
Infecting us with more fear and doubt
Big Sis is on the loose
Yelling, screaming, and pushing her abuse.

Is that how it’s supposed to be?
It seems like it’s getting less free.
Or am I just crazy?
Or maybe a little lazy?

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

They want to lock down the country.
Why can’t the people just see?
Too busy to care?
They don’t even dare care.

Yeah, I’m a bit mad.
And a little bit sad.
No wife here
To call dear.

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

I skype everyday.
All I do is pray!
Move out of the freaking way!
You’ve no right to keep us apart!

What God has joined together,
Let no one separate.
You must worship the devil.
You are so evil!

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

I don’t wish to exaggerate!
Just wanna see my Kate!
What’s the big deal?
That’s how I feel!

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2011

Fear Is Nothing New

Rise up from the heavy sleep.
You’ve been so far into the deep.
Make the sweet noise for today.
It will carry you from the Bay.

Your confusion will disappear as you trust.
Leave your ancient fears in the dust.
They’ll be covered over in time.
Speak your heart with rhyme.

With courage, you’ll strum again.
Upload all the trash into the bin.
Set your eyes up to the sky.
Always tell yourself I’ll try.

Dark times are no more.
There awaits you an open door.
Don’t let the fear get you.

Fear is nothing new.
Fear is nothing new.
Fear is nothing new.

Your fans wait with excitement.
To see how your time has been spent.
Write again about the Tymes.
It’ll sure clear up your minds.

Fear is nothing new.
Fear is nothing new.
Fear is nothing new.
Fear is nothing new.

Words and music by Jim Guittard 2007

Independence

We hold these truths to be self-evident,
We’re all created equal,
And given by our Creator
certain unalienable rights,

life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

We hold these truths to be self-evident,
We are all created equal,
And given by our Creator
certain unalienable rights,

life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Words adapted from Declaration of Independence (I’m sure they would approve)

Listen To your Voice

Revolution is the way.
You sit and do nothing every day.
Rise up from your apathy.
Trust in what you see.

Do what you must.
Throw off the dust.
Take care for the day.
Surely you see the way.

Chorus

Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.
Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.

You can handle the unknown.
You’re not that alone.
Fight the good fight.
Resist the feelings of fright.

Chorus

Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.
Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.

Today is the day.
Get up, don’t stay.
Do you want change?
This isn’t so strange.

Revolution is the way.
You sit and do nothing every day.
Rise up from your apathy.
Trust in what you see.

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2007


Make Yourself A Vow

Losing our freedoms.
Patted down by demons.
Liberty’s on trial.
It might go out of style.

Big Sis lied to us.
She asks what’s the big fuss?
A little radiation.
It’s all good for the Nation.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

Alex Jones fights the good fight.
And we are all in the right.
We’re not terrorists.
Big sis, take us off your watchlists.

You look into what I’m sayin’.
There’s no time for delayin’.
Your rights are slowly going away.
Get up, don’t stay.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

TSA, you’re wrong.
I write this song.
Step aside.
Give us your pride.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2010

Rise Up America

Rise up America.
Rise Up.
Rise Up America.
Rise.

Rise Up America.
Rise.
Rise Up America.
Rise.

phone goes off

Rise Up America.
Rise.
Rise Up America.
Rise.

Rise Up America.
Rise.

Rise Up America.
Rise.

Rise Up America.
Rise.
Rise Up America.
Rise.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2009

Sit Down

January 2011 Press Conference gets out of hand about immigration. People yelling and screaming. Certainly it is a divided nation. No freedom of speech. No change Nothing. Only jokers in charge. Sound collage.

Stachkata

Искаме парите.
Чакаме парите.
Всичко не е наред.

Искаме парите.
Чакаме парите.
Всичко не е наред.

Ние сме учители.
Ние сме учители.
Дай ни повече кинти.
Дай ни повече кинти.

Слушайте ни.
Слушайте ни.
Ще правим стачката.
Ще правим стачката.

Искаме парите.
Чакаме парите.
Всичко не е наред.

Искаме парите.
Чакаме парите.
Всичко не е наред.

Ние сме учители.
Ние сме учители.
Дай ни повече кинти.
Дай ни повече кинти.

Слушайте ни.
Слушайте ни.
Ще правим стачката.
Ще правим стачката

(English Translation)

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We are teachers.
We are teachers.
Give us more dough.
Give us more dough.

Listen to us.
Listen to us.
We will make the strike.
We will make the strike.

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We are teachers.
We are teachers.
Give us more dough.
Give us more dough.

Listen to us.
Listen to us.
We will make the strike.
We will make the strike.

Words and Lyrics By Jim Guittard 2007 (almost got me kicked out of the Peace Corps)

Survival Mode

We’ve got to preserve our health.
It is all for ourself.
People are running scared.
Just like they haven’t cared.

Some turn to the booze.
This isn’t what I choose.
Which is the way?
Certainly there’s a new day.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

Arguments and tempers flare.
This I don’t wish to bear.
There’s no point to this.
Better avoid and miss.

We live within our cave.
Wishing only to save.
Our egos cause problems.
With pride we wear our emblems.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

We make shady deals.
so we can eat our meals.
We keep up the front.
In our power hunt.

Have faith in one another.
We’re brother and sister.
Fight through the pain.
We’re all the same.

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2007

You Can Not Knock Me Down

Fight the good fight.
Don’t lose sight.
Walk in faith.

They’re gonna keep talkin’
Trash all the time.
They want to discourage you.

I don’t care
What they say.
I’m gonna keep on going.

Chorus

You can not knock me down.
You can keep talkin’ all your trash all you want.
It’s not gonna bring me down.

Talk all your fear.
The end is not so near.
Why do you act like a stuck deer?

Keep feedin’ your hysteria.
Eats ya like malaria.
And that ain’t so very good.
(I’m tellin’ ya quit it)

Chorus

You can not knock me down.
You can keep talkin’ all your trash all you want.
It’s not gonna bring me down.
You can keep talkin’ all your trash all you want.
It’s not gonna bring me down.

Where’s the hope?
We’ve been taught to believe.
Guess you’ve been washed by the soap.
(That’s right. A lot of brainwashing going around.
Stop watching the stupid tube. I’m tellin’ ya. Quit)

Chorus

You can not knock me down.
You can keep talkin’ all your trash all you want.
It’s not gonna bring me down.
You can keep talkin’ all your trash all you want.
It’s not gonna bring me down.

It’s not your fault
I’m tellin ya.
It’s not your fault.
But they wanna tell it’s your fault.
You’re not
A stupid person.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2010

You’ve no excuse to sit around anymore!  Get up and make some noise!

Published under Protestsend this post
2011 15 Apr

The powers that be are lurking about.
Infecting us with more fear and doubt
Big Sis is on the loose
Yelling, screaming, and pushing her abuse.

Is that how it’s supposed to be?
It seems like it’s getting less free.
Or am I just crazy?
Or maybe a little lazy?

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

They want to lock down the country.
Why can’t the people just see?
Too busy to care?
They don’t even dare care.

Yeah, I’m a bit mad.
And a little bit sad.
No wife here
To call dear.

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

I skype everyday.
All I do is pray!
Move out of the freaking way!
You’ve no right to keep us apart!

What God has joined together,
Let no one separate.
You must worship the devil.
You are so evil!

Don’t get hung up!
Don’t get tied down!
Just keep on going!
Move on ahead!

I don’t wish to exaggerate!
Just wanna see my Kate!
What’s the big deal?
That’s how I feel!

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2011

Download Here

Published under Lifesend this post
2010 18 Nov

Some things are worth fighting for don’t you think?

Here’s a song I made in a quick urgent way. It is because of all the hype at the airports with the body scanners and the extensive patdowns.

Make Yourself A Vow

Losing our freedoms.
Patted down by demons.
Liberty’s on trial.
It might go out of style.

Big Sis lied to us.
She asks what’s the big fuss?
A little radiation.
It’s all good for the Nation.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

Alex Jones fights the good fight.
And we are all in the right.
We’re not terrorists.
Big sis, take us off your watchlists.

You look into what I’m sayin’.
There’s no time for delayin’.
Your rights are slowly going away.
Get up, don’t stay.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

TSA, you’re wrong.
I write this song.
Step aside.
Give us your pride.

You better wake up now.
Later you won’t know how.
You better wake up now.
Make yourself a vow.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2010

Video by Youtuber Bloodmeridian67.  Look into his other groovy videos here:

http://www.youtube.com/user/bloodmeridian67

Please share the song!
download it here:
http://www.archive.org/details/MakeYourselfAVow

Published under Life, Musicsend this post