Tag: Mike’s Musical Monday

  • Magdalena

    “Automat” by Edward Hopper, 1927 I woke up this morning with this melody and the first couple lines running through my head and figured if I didn’t get it down today it would be lost to the mists of time. In the dream the song accompanied an animated video by a Scandinavian artist. The characters…

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  • Come Back to Me

    My mind keeps drifting back to my Greenwich Village days lately. This is another song from back then that I’ve been fiddling with. At the time I wrote it, I was singing to a woman. Now, it’s more like I’m singing it to myself, or someone who looks just like me. It may be a…

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  • Autumn in New York

    “It’s autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands, may sigh for exotic lands It’s autumn in New York, it’s good to live it again.”Vernon Duke Some people like Autumn. I’m not one of them. All the good things…

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  • Drugs In Jail

    This is a song of mine that goes back a couple of decades. I was living in Greenwich Village when I wrote it and recorded it with my band. That version is gathering dust in the archives. It’s hard to remember the impetus behind the lyrics but the idea of using drugs in jail struck…

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  • We’re Not The People

    The year was 1987. Or maybe it was 1989. Something like that. I had an acoustic guitar, a 4-track cassette recorder and, best of all, some astounding companions, compatriots, and co-conspirators. We wrote and recorded this song in the living room of one of these fine people. The ones going:ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah The lovely ladies in the…

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