This was one of the first Merle Haggard songs I'd heard, way back when. When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold.
All real instruments, all real vocals, no digital or electronic trickery of any kind, no karaoke tracks, no AI - ever. Oh, and all production. It's all me, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
This is an old classic fiddle song. It's the Orange Blossom Special. This is one take, I thought I should just do it, no practice runs, no warming up, just do it :D .
All real instruments, and all production by me, The Wretched Outcast. Google, YouTube, and Facebook still has me shadow banned, which should be against the law, but well, here we are.
This is a classic by the Country Band, Alabama. They did this one back in the mid 80s.
The fiddle was given to me by Darlene, it belonged to her grandpa. He would just pull it out once in a while and play. I had to fix it up, as it was in pieces, the finish a mess, the neck cracked, no bridge, and old cat gut strings that were unplayable. It was a fun project. Oh, and I had no idea what the hell I was doing.
It's all me, all real instruments, all real vocals, no digital or electronic devices - ever.
I've been saying for a while now, that we, the human race, are under attack. It's not aliens from outer space, it's not China, it's not Russia, it's these sick, twisted psychopaths who own and manage all the big corporations, with our beloved government supporting and defending them. The latest weapon being fire - as in arson. It's happening all over the world - and always in and near populated areas - never mind the 95% of the land on this planet being uninhabited by humans, always in and near cities and towns.
We are under attack, folks, and the worst part is seeing the absolute apathy. People are not speaking up. They're sitting there silent, pretending it's not happening, hiding from it, cowering in place. The ones who have been speaking up are exasperated by the silence. Facebook is the perfect tool to get the word out, to encourage people to research, and to speak up, but 95% of the population continues to sit there silent, so afraid that someone might say something less than pleasant to them.
I don't have answers, AND, I guess I'm getting downright sick and tired of talking to the walls, so I seem to be slowing down. I'm sure that's what the parasites of the world - who are behind all of this - want. But well, tired.
This is a song from my all time favorite Rock & Roll bands. It's Green River, originally done by Creedence Clearwater Revival, but I didn't need to tell you that :D .
I'm playing my Ric 325, like John had. Different color, and I didn't put the Gibson PAF humbucker in the bridge position, being that I like the sound with the original toaster pickups in it. When I was 13, 14, I got stuck in my room often, and I would sit in there, with my cheapo Watkins Rapier guitar, and cheapo amp my dad found in an electronic shop up in Kaimuki. I ruined all my Creedence records learning one note at a time. I was obsessed, and I would sit there until I got them right, back aching, fingers with blisters and callouses. It's just what I did :D .
As always, it's me, playing all real instruments, no trickery, no fake AI, karaoke, "Content", or digital or electronic devices.
Here's a Merle Haggard Classic. It's Sing Me Back Home. It's one of the first Country songs I learned.
As much as I hate having to mention this on every video, I feel like I need to do it, otherwise people will think I'm over here doing karaoke. I would never do that, nor would I do AI, MIDI, computer generated "Content", or anything of the kind, I would never insult you people like that.
