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I was out late with colleagues last night and fell asleep while doing some reading.  I’m posting another song that I wrote a while back which was my first attempt at something more humorous.  In doing so, I discovered that it can be much more challenging to write something with humor in it.  As far as today, if all goes well I will post the previously promised Benefits of Forgiveness tonight.

Momma Got Her Gray Hair from Me
by Chris Hotz  7/2010

V1
My momma has aged so gracefully
She’d probably have brown hair if it wasn’t for me
I’ve been a real rascal for all of my life
Gettin in and out of trouble in the blink of an eye
When I see the gray hair on my momma’s head
And I think back on my life and all the things I did
When I look back it’s plain to see
My momma got her gray hair from me

V2
My girlfriend in school was the prettiest in town
Then I caught her and a friend, foolin around
I couldn’t see straight I was angry and mad
Took him ouy behind the school and beat him real bad
Oh, they kicked me out of school for just a week
When momma found out, she was too mad to speak
When I look back it’s plain to see
My momma got her gray hair from me

Chorus
Oh, she did all she could to raise me right
Church was every Sunday and Wednesday nights
The town folks all thought I’d wind up in jail
But she never had to post my bail.
Ohhhh, Momma got her gray hair from me

v3
Well I finally decided to settle down
Found a little gal on the other side of town
She was always in church, so pretty and sweet
When momma heard about her she wanted to meet
To my dismay my momma didn’t like her
So we married in Vegas, just to spite her
When I look back it’s plain to see
My momma got those worry lines from me

Chorus
Oh, she did all she could to raise me right
Church was every Sunday and Wednesday nights
The town folks all thought that I’d wind up in jail
But she never had to post my bail.
Ohhhh, Momma got her gray hair from me

Bridge
Now I have a family of my own
Two crazy boys who make me groan
I now understand what my momma went through
Cause the gray hair is on my head too

Chorus
Oh, she did all she could to raise me right
Church was every Sunday and Wednesday nights
The town folks all thought that I’d wind up in jail
But she never had to post my bail.
Ohhhh, Momma got her gray hair from me

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Momma got her gray hair from me
Momma got her worry lines from me
Momma got her wrinkles from me
Momma got her gray hair from me 

Ad lib

Sorry ’bout that momma.

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Day 18 – Abandoned

Ever hit a stage in your life where life crumbled and you felt abandoned? Abandoned by everyone you knew and didn’t know. Abandoned even by a God you thought you knew?

I’ve been there several times in my brief existence. Thankfully not too recently but I still remember those times vividly. Here is a song I wrote a while back which touches on the abandoned state we sometimes find ourselves in. I may still tweak a few things (primarily the last chorus) but here it is.

Abandoned – © Chris Hotz – 1/2010
V1
Johny rides his bike, throws another paper to a door,
Surrounded by his thoughts, doesn’t feel the cold anymore,
His momma left last night, and she’s never comin’ back,
He’s so broken and crushed, And he feels abandoned.

Chorus
He feels abandoned
And wonders if you’re there
He feels abandoned
Does anybody care
Is life just random
And he wonders what went wrong
And he wonders just how long
He’ll feel abandoned

v2
Katie thought it was love and gave him everything
The baby’s almost here and he’s nowhere to be seen
Her friends all gone, rejected by everyone,
She cringes as she feels the stares, And she feels abandoned.

Chorus
She feels abandoned
Wonders if you’re there
She feels abandoned
Does anybody care
Is life just random
Still wonders what went wrong
And wonders just how long
She’ll feel abandoned

Bridge
I believe there’s a God above who sees your tears tonight
I believe He will heal the pain that you feel inside
And one day you will understand, that you’re not alone.
You’re not alone.

v3
The last thing the kids saw was a semi coming fast,
They heard their momma scream as daddy hit the glass,
When they woke, both parents were dead and gone
They cry themselves to sleep at night, And they feel abandoned

Chorus
They’re not abandoned
They know that you’re there
They’re not abandoned
Somebody cares
Life’s not just random
When everything goes wrong
Gotta pray and hold on
Cause you’re not abandoned

The formatting of the song in the original post was incorrect. Corrected.

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Today’s Playlist

Some selections from things I listened to throughout the day.  I listen to a wide variety of music types and styles.  Often times I’ll listen to the same type of music all day while other days I’ll cross multiple markets and music styles.

First, I know it’s past Christmas but here is one of the more incredible productions that I’ve seen of Drummer Boy, Deck the Halls , followed by a version of the Grinch mixed with a parody of Thriller.  It’s worth watching the entire 12-15 minutes.  This is just amazing. Vimeo link.

Second, Today was a lot of the 2010 Eurovision competition.  Here are just a few selections from YouTube:

Juliana Pasha

maNga

Aisha

Lena

Azerbaijan Song sounds a bit like Rihanna or similar artist.

There were may more and Eurovision 2011 is coming up soon!

Lastly, a plug for a friend of mine who has a faith-based ministry helping out people with sexual addictions.  They released a podcast today, if you or someone you know need help in this area check this out.

http://www.purecommunity.org/

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A couple of songs from my playlist today.

Sanctus Real – Lead Me (YouTube)

Sanctus Real – I’m Not Alright (YouTube)

Carolina Liar – Show Me What I’m Looking For (YouTube)

Sunstroke Project & Olia Tira – Run Away (YouTube) – Just kick this into the background and listen for the amazing violin intro.  There is also a good sax solo in the middle.

Lastly, this is a powerful song that in conjunction with video makes one really think about the impact of choices.

Slow Fade (Youtube) by Casting Crowns for Lyrics (AZLyrics)

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Well, today I attempted to write an Italian sonnet… only to discover that it’s harder than it looks.   Apparently the rhyme scheme is important and needs to be in iambic pentameter. I obtained the following information from Sonnet Central.
The first 8 lines have this rhyme scheme:
a b b a a b b a

And the last 6 lines should line up with one of the following rhyme schemes:
c d c d c d
c d d c d c
c d e c d e
c d e c e d
c d c e d c

I’m on line 8 at the moment and I’m not certain that I’m even writing it correctly. I have several other pieces that are also half done. So what to do? I really hate to punt and write nothing.

Some of you know that I’m an aspiring singer/songwriter. I have several song completed and have plans to record several songs by the end of next year. I’ve decided to post one of my originals, you may need a box of tissues as it touches on a sad theme.

The genesis for this song came out of a miscarriage that my wife had prior to the birth of our last child. We’ve experienced a number of miscarriages throughout our marriage but this one in particular was much more traumatic than the others.  I believe it’s because the pregnancy was in week 14-16 while our others had failed around weeks 6-8. My heart goes out to those who have experienced grief with a miscarriage. I hope that this song somehow touches you in a positive way.

Little White Shoes
© Chris Hotz -8/2009

Verse 1
There’s a pair of little white shoes, sitting at the top of our stairs.
Mama bought them at Walmart, should have been your first pair.
But then one cold and rainy day, something went so wrong
The doctors didn’t know what to say, but suddenly you were gone

Chorus
And God alone knows and God alone cares
As we sit here staring at those shoes on the stairs.
And sometimes in this life, things don’t go as we plan
So we hold on to each other and reach out for God’s hand

Verse 2
And when I think about all things we’ll miss
We’ll never get to hug you, or give you kisses… goodnight
I’ll never have to yell “Get out of that street”
I’ll never hear your laughter, as I tickle your tiny feet.

Chorus
And God alone knows and God alone cares
As we sit here staring at those shoes on the stairs.
And sometimes in this life, things don’t go as we plan
So we hold on to each other and reach out for God’s hand

Bridge
And I know that where you’re at,
You won’t need those shoes anymore.
You’re running through Heaven’s meadows
Or playing on the ocean shore.
And I know one day I’ll meet you
And we’ll walk through Heaven’s door.

Chorus
And God alone knows and God alone cares
As we sit here staring at those shoes on the stairs.
And sometimes in this life, things don’t go as we plan
So we hold on to each other and reach out for God’s hand

Ending
And when the questions come and the answers so few
We hold on to each other, God and those little white shoes.

There’s a pair of little white shoes, at the top of the stairs.
Mama bought them at Walmart, should have been your very first pair.

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