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How Would I Hold You? A Question and a Song

How would I hold you… if the sky was falling down?

This is what I asked myself in bed with my wife one night.

That’s often how songs begin for me. With a line that just appears. Over the years, you train yourself to notice them. Little things people say or phrases that cross your mind.

OK, here goes.

P.S. After you listen to the full song below, listen to me croak out the initial seeds of the idea.

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Serendipitous chicken wings, plus a song

My friend Marcus told a story about chicken wings and suddenly I couldn’t help it: I wanted chicken wings.

He told us that somebody had planted a chicken wing in his bag one night, and he later found it… at the exact moment he saw someone else eating KFC. The stray wing enabled him to immediately satisfy the sudden craving that came over him when he saw the other fellow plowing through a bucket of Kentucky grilled. Holy cripes, I don’t think I’ve ever had a moment that rules quite as much as that. Maybe finding a $20 in my jeans?

Anyway I had southern fried chicken on my mind so I went over to Hill County Chicken and ordered the 5 piece Texas Tenders. This was too many, there’s still a tender in the fridge at work as we speak. But it did have me in a southern kind of mood.

So when I got to the studio tonight I decided to try this tune that has a bit of a southern fried feel to it. Originally I had intended to send you Part 1 of the 3-part recap of the NJPAC show (Note: The recap is now available here) but I haven’t gotten a chance to understand my digital camera yet and it’s important that footage be included in these communications so it will have to wait.

In the meantime, here is a little tune for you. Georgia keeps finding her way into my songs. This one is called “The Stars Kept On Shining (In The Georgia Sky)”. Now before you listen please keep in mind that this is an EXTREMELY CRUDE RECORDING made without the use of ANY SORT OF PROFESSIONAL EQUIPMENT OR EXPERTISE and you should bear that in mind before you hit play.

(Also, there are many, many words in this number so I have included them below if you’d like to follow along.)


The Stars Kept On Shining

(In The Georgia Sky)

words and music by Paul Rosevear

Taloolah was certain

That true love had come

In a man named Orlando

Who worked in the sun

He was kind and gentle

And she was his prize

There was no greater beauty

He’d seen with his eyes

But the town started talking

And the family got wise

And they did what they had to

To keep things in line

So Orlando went missing

And Taloolah just cried

And the stars kept on shining

In the Georgia sky

Now Jim was a rebel

It was just in his blood

He didn’t mean no trouble

It’s just the way that he was

And he fell for Delilah

With the silver streaked hair

A drunk’s only daughter

With beauty to spare

Well the old man spoke plainly

He made himself clear

With his wife just a memory

Well his girl would stay near

But Jim he insisted

And one bullet was fired

And the stars kept on shining

In the Georgia sky

Well June was a wild one

A bad girl with charm

She kept love in her heart

And junk in her arm

And she wound up pregnant

With no man to be found

All the boys that she’d been with

Well they’d long since left town

She stayed on the needle

Cause the world got so cold

She could see people whisper

When she’d come up the road

But the babe was born healthy

Though her sweet mama died

And the stars kept on shining

In the Georgia sky

Brother Paul’s Family Tree, plus a song

So I just discovered that Suzanne Somers published a book of poetry called “Touch Me” in 1980. How could this be?

Life is amazing. I was just having lunch w/ my buddy Dave yesterday and we were catching up on this and that and we started to tell each other about our families.

Turns out Dave is the youngest brother of ten siblings. I told him I only know of one other guy who is the youngest brother of ten and he happens to be one of the greatest minds in all of American music—Dexter Romweber.

But anyway as we talked about family, I told him about this bizarre coincidence between my wife and me. She’s one of two siblings, just like me. She’s got an older brother, I’ve got a younger sister. Fine.

Now, her father is an only child—just like mine. And just like my dad, he grew up without a dad of his own. OK, pretty strange. Plus our mothers were both one of six brothers and sisters. Well now this is just odd, you have to admit.

What does it mean? Nothing as far as I can tell. But it’s interesting.

At any rate, when I got home from the studio the other day with Milo, I remembered the one song that I actually wanted to record in the first place—the one I actually knew the words to. It’s called “A Long Time Ago”.

Now, I don’t have the studio tonight, but that’s fine because I’ve been meaning to do some recording in the bathroom. So I did, and here it is, “A Long Time Ago”.

Just to let you know exactly what you’re in for here, this was guerilla warfare. No mic stand, I had to get creative. The mic was perched up in the shower basket with all the shampoos and such. Which was fine because it captured a nice reverb but the problem is, the voice is a little bit low. But I’ve included the lyrics here below in case you’d like to follow along.

Then I put the mic in the towel rack and that worked out just fine.

OK without further adieu (and just remember this is NOT A PROFESSIONAL RECORDING BY ANY STRETCH), here it is ladies and gentlemen, “A Long Time Ago”.



2 Songs From Brother Paul & The Magnitude of Funk

So I was over at the studio getting set up and Milo showed up. He also rents time at the studio and happens to play drums.

We get set up and started to jam a bit on a few ideas I had. They’re actually more than ideas, they are complete songs except I don’t have the lyrics memorized. This is a big problem.

Anyway we did the best we could and kind of got a groove going on two ideas.

The first is called “And I Sang,” a song I wrote based on something a friend told to me about his childhood.

The other song is called “Dreams of You”. This is a little country number I’ve had forever. Basically it’s a cheatin’ song.

Be forewarned! THESE ARE NOT POLISHED RECORDINGS. They are extremely raw and may cause you to recoil in terror.


P.S. I was thinking if Milo and I ever had a band together, perhaps we could call it “The Magnitude of Funk”