Holy moly, this video camera has unleased my inner ham. At work, my colleague Rick was showing me how to manipulate Windows Movie Maker, and I was pleased to learn how similar it is to Sony Vegas in terms of editing. I'll practice quite a bit over the next few weeks.

However, I won't let a little thing like mastery and competence get in the way of posting. I wanted to experiment tonight with a little live music.

How well could this little device pick up music. Well, it did a bit too well, and I had to play my Yamaha S90 pretty low to keep it from being too distorted.

This tune I play is an original, kind of a jazz pop tune. It's about a guy who lives his life upon a philosophy of good times and fun, always noting to people how they shouldn't "miss life's grand parade," when in reality, he's pretty much the attraction.

The exercise, I hope, will serve to get me more comfortable in front of the camera and to help me get rid of my dorky mannerisms when I play music. If I ever want to play live anywhere, I had better not come off as a complete dork. Well, I do realize that I might just have to embrace at some point because there are some mannerisms that aren't going anywhere.

Aw, heck, maybe the art will speak for itself. I'm pasting the lyrics underneath the video. Enjoy.

The Parade

© 2007 William R. Welton

verse 1:
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ridin' the school bus, goin' to class
smokin' some pot, expelled on my ass
hidin' at home, away from my folks
alone to my thoughts, here's what they evoke ...

chorus:
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my life and times
are highly uncertain
it's sweet sublime
pull back the curtain
my life and times
i consider surrender
the magic of the seeds we sow
is we might never know
what they will render

verse 2:
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missin' the meeting, callin' my phone
sleepin' it off, i shoulda stayed home
i'll file unemployment, i'll find a new wife
i'll move to bermuda and start a new life

chorus:
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my life and times
are highly uncertain
it's sweet sublime
pull back the curtain
my life and times
i consider surrender
the magic of the seeds we sow
is we might never know
what they will render

bridge:
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I'll push for an early retirement
spend my days under the sun
at least if i'm never successful
i'll go for some visceral fun

verse 3:
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drinkin' mohitos, smokin' some herb
enjoying existence away from the burbs
if I could advise the kids of today
I'd tell 'em don't blink, you'll miss the parade