2013 17 Sep

See Lyrics and Original song below…

I recorded the original song called “Survival Mode” while living overseas in Bulgaria in 2007.  At the time, I felt everything was caving in on me as I was a Peace Corps TEFL Volunteer.  Mostly it was the wall of sound that I was dealing with in the classroom where I taught.  Probably Phil Spector would have dug the wall of sound.

At the time while overseas, I was paying close attention to American politics.  The song was written shortly after Andrew Meyer’s “Don’t Tase Me Bro!” incident.

The times were definitely a time when the basic American liberties such as freedom of speech was rapidly disappearing as is evident by what happened to Andrew for asking questions at a John Kerry discussion at a University of Florida forum.

It was like every day I’d read about another incident of one being tased.  Starting in 2011, the new thing is people getting pepper sprayed.  College campuses have always been  a place of dialogue but the powers that be want passive subjects and in the particular the incident at University of California at Davis sticks out as something to be concerned about.  One police officer very casually sprayed students who were sitting there peacefully during an Occupy protest.

Currently, I’m working on a podcast with a show in British Columbia for my album “Busted in Bulgaria” that came out in 2008.  I’ll be talking about what the background of the songs where and how I came to record them.  The podcast should be out by the last week in September. Survival Mode was one of the songs on the BIB album.  I felt that it still has a good message today and that is why I re-recorded it.  The original was recorded on a laptop in a rather haphazard way with only a handheld microphone and an acoustic guitar.  The updated version has electric guitar, bass, keyboard, percussion and background vocals provided by my wife.

 

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

Published under Lifesend this post
2013 1 Jan

Traveling around from California to Texas I captured a billboard that only had the word “Forgive” on it. It caught my eye and I turned the car around to go film it. I’m glad I did because I think it’s a good message we all need in this divisive world we live in.

The next video combines the image of a windmill in West Texas that I captured on my way back to Texas from California where my car broke down. It was a peaceful sight. The song that I added is an instrumental called “Tremolo Instrumental”. It was written and recorded in and around 2002 the first time I lived in Los Angeles.

Download the track here:

James 3:6

New International Version (NIV)

6 The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole body, sets the whole course of one’s life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell.

Published under The Here and Nowsend 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
2011 27 Mar

Wrote lyrics back in 2007 on a train from Sofia to Pernik, Bulgaria. Just now putting music to it. It’s obviously psychedelic. It is raw but I think it’s good. The guitar is a 330 Rickenbacker. I used a vox amp. Keyboard is casio wk-500 and recorded on a Tascam digital 8-track machine.

Tune in to the Higher Frequency.
Go there and you will see.
No more blindness, only clarity.
Pass thru the fog to prosperity.

Confusion and doubt are left behind.
Live for the now in the mind.
Keep to the narrow path ahead.
These things have all been said.

Chorus
Higher Frequency 3x

Break

Keep close to the Higher Frequency.
It’s here that you will be free.
Never again listen to the static.
This is so hard for to kick.

The Higher Frequency will empower
You from within inside.
In due season and time you will tell.
Like you discover the wishing well.

Chorus
Higher Frequency 3X

chords for verse: Bm G A G# G F#
chorus is D Dsus

Words and music by Jim Guittard 2011
http://www.archive.org/details/HigherFrequency

Published under Musicsend this post
2011 23 Mar

JIM GUITTARD is an accomplished mockerizer, freak-flag waver and hoodlum based in Pasadena, California. Having finagled his way into faking he knows how to play music and writing hundreds of really horrible songs, making diy home recordings, and touring his apartment as both a sitar player and producer, he gained a plethora of insight and wisdom on the music industry as a whole. Jim is the founder of Mockerizer Front Entertainment LLC. Jim has also written “The Hoodlum’s Guide to Faking It in the Music Business,” a book sure to help independent scam artists to achieve outlaw status with sustainable scamming opportunities.

Here’s one of his crazy eccentric masterpieces complete with pots and pans percussion, drumming on old computer parts, and an arrogant improvised street-wise angry gangster thug lyrics:

Published under Musicsend this post
2011 8 Jan

Experimental video using footage from ABC. Our world is so divided. It is almost comical on how people yell and scream at each other like clowns. Stop it, already. Can’t we all just get along?

Download the song here:
http://freedownloads.last.fm/download/473769862/Sit%2BDown.mp3

Published under Lifesend this post
2010 27 Nov

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.
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 2010

get the song here:

http://www.jamendo.com/en/track/622778

Video images are taken from the public domain.  It’s made by Don Robert Catlin and Liberty Films:

http://www.archive.org/details/Liberty_2

Our ancestors stood up.  Now it concerns the whole world.  Your great great grandma would be livid.  She came on the boat for nothing.

Published under Life, Musicsend this post
2010 27 Oct

Bobby Jameson – There’s a War Goin’ On

The Brian Jonestown Massacre – There’s A War Goin’ On

Bobby Jameson – Vietnam

John Lennon – Power to the People

Patti Smith – People Have The Power

BRMC – Spread Your Love

Country Joe McDonald – I-Feel-Like-I’m-Fixin’-To-Die Rag

Joan Baez – With God On Our Side (Bob Dylan)

Bob Dylan – Masters of War

Gil Scott Heron – The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

William Nowik – No War No More

The Byrds – The Times They Are A Changin’ (Bob Dylan)

The Turtles – Eve Of Destruction

Woody Guthrie – All You Fascists Bound To Lose


The Youngbloods – Get Together

Donovan – The War Drags On

The Doors – The Unknown Soldier

The Byrds – Chimes of Freedom

Simon and Garfunkle – Sound of Silence

Pearl Jam – Fortunate Son (CCR)

Creedence Clearwater Revival – Fortunate So

The Stevenson Ranch Davidians – The Truth Shall Set You Free

The Black Eyed Peas – Where Is The Love?

Marvin Gaye – What’s Going On?

Edwin Starr – War

Pete Seeger – Bring ‘Em Home

Joan Baez – We Shall Overcome

Jim Guittard – Rise Up America

Rancho Relaxo – Plan Your Revolution

The Doors – Peace Frog

Arthur Lee – Everybody’s Gotta Live

Phil Ochs – What Are You Fighting For?

Bob Dylan – Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Rage Against the Machine – Take the Power Back

Steve Earle – My Uncle

The Flying Burrito Brothers – My Uncle

Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young – Ohio

Buffalo Springfield – For What It’s Worth

Buffalo Springfield – For What It’s Worth



Richie Havens – Freedom

System of A Down – BYOB

Jim Guittard – Listen To Your Voice

Bjork – Declare Independence

The Ramones – My Brain Is Hanging Upside Down

The Beatles – Revolution

Stone Temple Pilots – Revolution

Public Enemy – Self Destruction

The Beach Boys – Good Vibrations

Tom Petty – Something In the Air

Sean Wright – Ready Or Not

Please forward on if you want the wars to end! Music is power!

Published under Life, Musicsend this post
2010 1 Jul


What do you want to do?
Fly on up through the sky?
Nothing’s stopping you.
It’s all in your mind.

Put aside your past.
Burn it all down to the ground.
What you want, you can have.
Fly through the cloud.

Words and Music By Jim Guittard 2008
Mount Hood, Oregon filmed in the air by Katia Yankulova 2010.

Download song for free at:
http://www.archive.org/details/WhatDo…

Published under Musicsend this post
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