zzzzz AS I LOOK BACK NOW (C)1990-2017 by William G. Milne. Would you guys do me a favour? I wrote this song 20-30 years ago. It's been posted on You Tube and other sites for a long time. Check out LA LA LAND and tell me if the hook (Chorus) in this song is not the same melody they are using as a central theme in LA LA LAND. If you hear similarities, as I do, please message me.
Friday, September 29, 2017
"AS I LOOK BACK NOW" (C1990-)2017 by W.G, Milne...APPEARS IN MAIN THEME OF LA LA LAND
zzzzz AS I LOOK BACK NOW (C)1990-2017 by William G. Milne. Would you guys do me a favour? I wrote this song 20-30 years ago. It's been posted on You Tube and other sites for a long time. Check out LA LA LAND and tell me if the hook (Chorus) in this song is not the same melody they are using as a central theme in LA LA LAND. If you hear similarities, as I do, please message me.
Thursday, September 14, 2017
A WRITER'S NOTEBOOK - WISDOM SAYINGS
WHAT YOU DENY IN YOURSELF
YOU PROJECT ONTO OTHERS.
That's a head-scratcher, all right.
"Who said that?"
"That's what I said."
*
STOP TALKING AND THINKING
AND THERE IS NOTHING
YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO KNOW *
*
THE GREAT WAY IS EASY FOR HE WHO HAS NO PREFERENCES. *
*
THE WAY IS PERFECT LIKE
VAST SPACE
*
No, he was not in Jamaica
No, he was sitting here
in the midst
Of a tropical paradise
of snow.
*
They are unmolested by any attempts
at disaster.
*
As soon as you think you're wise, you're
in big big trouble. It means the Universe is about to kick you in the ass.
The gods have always hated hubris.
*
Do not deny the existence of any gods
or entities. No matter how outrageous
some assertions may be, it's always best
to say, "Maybe." Maybe so.
I choose to live in a mysterious Universe,
and I've rarely been disappointed
in reality.
*
In fact, the Universe is not just stranger than we imagine...
it is stranger than we can imagine.
*
I find this encouraging because what we build we tend to screw up. We have not incorporated
the principle of fluidity or the circle sufficiently into our architecture - let alone the Japanese principle of asymmetry.
*
All is One but two are walking down the road.
*
THE ONLY SIN IS SELF-DOUBT
Father Belyea
*
* said by one of the early Zen patriarchs
(C) 2017 by W.G. Milne
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
I WON'T PLAY YOUR GAME ANYMORE - with lyrics
i
I won't play
Won't play your game anymore
Knocking on the bankers door
Trying to find my face on the floor
Where your teller wrote my name
It must be
A financial fallacy
That nothing grows from trees
That you'll ever get what you need
At the five and ten
(bridge) It's not you
It's not your name
It's not the truth
It's just a game
Frightened people play
I won't play
Can't take your phony disguise
What you hide underneath those eyes
Can you say?
A fire is burning at the break of day
Everything will pass away
Your silk suit
And your pictures from the holidays
I won't play
I've seen it all before
That hungry dog you keep behind your door
Not gonna feed it anymore
There's just no way
I won't play
Going to the further shore
Far from the smoldering war
Those restless shadows on the floor
They'll have to pay
(Instru)
I won't play
Won't play your game anymore
Knocking on the bankers door
Trying to find my face on the floor
Where your teller wrote my name
It must be a financial fallacy
That nothing grows from trees
That you'll ever get what you need
At the five and ten
It's no you
It's not your name
It's not the truth
It's just a game
Hungry people play.
(C)1990-2017 by W.G. Milne and John
Rock Corporation. All rights reserved.
I won't play
Won't play your game anymore
Knocking on the bankers door
Trying to find my face on the floor
Where your teller wrote my name
It must be
A financial fallacy
That nothing grows from trees
That you'll ever get what you need
At the five and ten
(bridge) It's not you
It's not your name
It's not the truth
It's just a game
Frightened people play
I won't play
Can't take your phony disguise
What you hide underneath those eyes
Can you say?
A fire is burning at the break of day
Everything will pass away
Your silk suit
And your pictures from the holidays
I won't play
I've seen it all before
That hungry dog you keep behind your door
Not gonna feed it anymore
There's just no way
I won't play
Going to the further shore
Far from the smoldering war
Those restless shadows on the floor
They'll have to pay
(Instru)
I won't play
Won't play your game anymore
Knocking on the bankers door
Trying to find my face on the floor
Where your teller wrote my name
It must be a financial fallacy
That nothing grows from trees
That you'll ever get what you need
At the five and ten
It's no you
It's not your name
It's not the truth
It's just a game
Hungry people play.
(C)1990-2017 by W.G. Milne and John
Rock Corporation. All rights reserved.
THE SECRET WORDS OF THE LIVING ONE
These are the words spoken by the living
Jesus, the living words spoken between teacher
and disciple, master and brother, seeker and the one who has reached the end of the path -
the Son who sets out to find his Father, and the Father who waits for the living Son, for His words to come to be.
So it is then, these are the words spoken
with immediacy. This is not an historical Gospel, but the living words are accurate.
So the Lord directed me, so sayeth
the living Poet: "to make use of my ultimate
abilities".
"I would not be a member of this esteemed
gathering, were it not for the gift the Father
has given me, and these words would have
been released years previously, were it not for
my cowardice and psychological immaturity,"
so said the poet.
"Follow me through the labyrinth of Light
the Lord of Hosts has bequeathed me, and
through me - thee. Here we shall be still.
"We already partake of the currents of One sea of tranquility. Follow me to the
source of this inner fountain."
"There is One who has overcome death.
He is what you are."
"His message cannot be heard by the ear,
touched by the hand, nor felt by the heart;
without words he send his message to you.
Without taking a step he carries the fruit
to you."
" Can you taste it without opening
your mouth?"
This fruit which flowers and grows
ripe beyond the fabric of time, this rose
that flowers without the watering can,
contains the meaning of the words of the
Christ: "Before Abraham was, I am."
Your own soul blossoms and
grows sweet; in the silence the message
is heard: taste the gift He gives beyond
the fabric of time, the gift He gives
to man.
I felt Grace enter through
my window this morning: I felt strength
from the gathering of saints and
Bodhisattvas whose Consciousness
surrounds the earth.
It is the Lord of hosts and all
his saints who bring me to this:
These are the words of the
Living One.
Monday, September 11, 2017
BEAUTIFUL DREAMERS - with all lyrics
Published on 23 Jun 2017
This is an older song of mine which I wrote sitting on a rock in the middle of Duchesnay Creek. Sitting in the middle of the river flow and playing the guitar, the song unfolded naturally. The song is called, "BEAUTIFUL DREAMERS" but it's very much the river's song. The river becomes a person in the song and is the core of everything. Our lives and everything around the river - the birds, the trees, we arise and fade, but the river seems eternal.
Anyway, I've never published this song or recorded it in any kind of studio, but the song is very much worth preserving. And I can imagine what a real production of the music and words would sound like - pretty fantastic!
As usual, it's: (C)2017 by W.G. Milne and John Rock Corporation. All rights reserved.
Hope you like. This tune's been in the back of my mind for decades. This is the first public hint of it.
........... I had another crack at the one tape I have of BEAUTIFUL DREAMERS. I slowed it down a bit and I added reverb. Basically a singing voice needs a touch of echo or it sounds dead. In the old days with no equipment, or in the middle of the night at some hotel, I'd sing and record in a bathroom, a hallway, or in a stairwell. Now it's a touch easier - it's a whole lot easier if you're running through a board, which I'm not.
The way I look at it, if these are the biggest problems I have, I'm doing pretty well. No one's dragging my sister off into the woods against her will... no one's shooting my dog and no one's trying to kill my children. Anybody attempting a home invasion would be insane to try it here... so, all is well - more or less. Let's see how you like this one. Sung by W.G. Milne of JOHNNY ROCK AND THE ANGELS... Johnny Rock playing guitar. The two of us working exactly as one!
Anyway, I've never published this song or recorded it in any kind of studio, but the song is very much worth preserving. And I can imagine what a real production of the music and words would sound like - pretty fantastic!
As usual, it's: (C)2017 by W.G. Milne and John Rock Corporation. All rights reserved.
Hope you like. This tune's been in the back of my mind for decades. This is the first public hint of it.
........... I had another crack at the one tape I have of BEAUTIFUL DREAMERS. I slowed it down a bit and I added reverb. Basically a singing voice needs a touch of echo or it sounds dead. In the old days with no equipment, or in the middle of the night at some hotel, I'd sing and record in a bathroom, a hallway, or in a stairwell. Now it's a touch easier - it's a whole lot easier if you're running through a board, which I'm not.
The way I look at it, if these are the biggest problems I have, I'm doing pretty well. No one's dragging my sister off into the woods against her will... no one's shooting my dog and no one's trying to kill my children. Anybody attempting a home invasion would be insane to try it here... so, all is well - more or less. Let's see how you like this one. Sung by W.G. Milne of JOHNNY ROCK AND THE ANGELS... Johnny Rock playing guitar. The two of us working exactly as one!
I wrote this song while sitting on a rock
in
the middle of the river. Listening to thius
takes me back a long way to a different
age and time, when I used to hike around
the lakes here and climb the hills and
follow the rivers along. On the flat rocks
of the Laurentian shield, I'd lie with my lover and we'd have sex on the
smooth warm rocks naked under the sun.
lyrics
'Went to church, what did I see?
'Went to church, what did I see?
I saw the congregation in a dream
Preacher reached out his hand to me
Said: "Sit down, son, And let it be"
Said: "I can't do that I got to go
Down by the river where the night
wind blows
Where the stars turn round the clocks
And the river echoes on the rocks
...... But it's easy to see
Your people have been...
Such beautiful dreamers
Beautiful dreamers
Beautiful dreamers'
*
Went to see the president
Just took car fare and fifty cents
He said: "You know we just can't relent
Don't you know this land is heaven sent
I said: I don't know bout that
BBut every man's gotta rise and take his
raps
Going to the source of the river flow
Going to the source where the four winds
blow
Then each man will know
Each man will know
A beautiful dreamer
Oh such a beautiful dreamer
*
Went down to lower Mainstreet
I heard a drunkard he call my name
He said, "I remember you from somewhere
You look like you're going to some
country fair"
I said: "Where do you go?"
He just looked at me
He said: "To one silent place I know
At the heart of the city..."
Then he looked at me
And laughingly
Said, "You're such a beautiful dreamer
Such a Beautiful dreamer
Beautiful dreamer
Such a beautiful dreamer
Beautiful dreamer
*
I stand at the center of the river here
Right at the birthplace and the death of
fear
The river I know it calls your name
It don't care who's to blame
This silent birthplace as the seasons
whirl
As the titillating twitches twirl
After you've found and lost your girl
Come join me where the waters curl
The river has such virility (word?)
It passes seasons with you and me
Nothing ever stays the same
Come to the river and learn your name
You'll see yourself
You'll see
Such a beautiful dreamer
(hook)
The children they climb stone after stone
They climb up the river and they're not
alone
Will they find a new life here?
With the river in their ears?
Then they come with their lovers near
Sweet music to the river's ears
Then they're gone in a couple of years
New children come
Does the river shed tears?
Over these beautiful dreamers
(3x)
You know I remember you
When you were young and your branches
grew
Now I know you'll soon be gone
As the river passes on...over you
You beautiful dreamers
Beautiful dreamers
Oh, you beautiful dreamers.
End of lyrics
OK, these are the verses. The words are not exactly
the same as the original. I couldn't always
make out the lyrics. That's why I typed them here.
the same as the original. I couldn't always
make out the lyrics. That's why I typed them here.
Thank you for spending time with me. Hope you enjoy
this song.
this song.
(C)2017 by W.G. Milne, Johnny Rock and the Angels
Saturday, September 9, 2017
WHEN I SAW YOU & Notes AND LYRICS
OVER THE YEARS I've wondered who I wrote this song to.... Now I know... It is meant for everybody I ever met and cared about --- people I have hurt, people I have loved, people I've never met. As the years pass, this song gets stronger and stronger and more present everywhere I look. It started out as a lullaby to a woman I loved by the River Seine in Paris. Some wonderful nights.... But the song is more than this. When I ask who the song was written to now, I think I wrote it to myself... And, most of all, it turns out I wrote it to you.
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This song, "WHEN I SAW YOU" is one of my favourite ballads that I've written. If I have the right tape, it's from a full studio recording - something that would be nice to give you, once in a while.
But my new equipment is not so good, The piece of equipment that turns these tunes from analogue to digital - it wavers a bit. Change in tempo means change of pitch in the voice et al.... so this one, too, might have a hallucinatory effect... as the music and my voice rises and falls in pitch.
It can be fixed, but not with what I have here. So I hope you can enjoy this love song.
(C) 2017 by W.G. Milne. All rights reserved.
"When I saw you,
Tears running down your
face,
You were lost in time
And you'd lost your place,
Then I knew
Wherever you'd been
However you'd sinned
I'd see you through"
"When I saw you
And the world was wrong
You'd forgotten your dream
And you'd lost your song
Under the moon
When the streetlights were on
And your lover was gone
But the year was new"
"When I saw you,
Your sorrow in your hand,
Afraid to turn your head
And afraid to stand
When I saw you
By an ocean of sand
In a huge hourglass
And the sand had passed through"
"When I saw you
By the side of the Seine
And the streetlights talked
By the river again
As the wind blew
Through your long flowing hair
The river whispered its truth
I was so glad to be there."
When I saw you.
(C) 1990-2017 by W.G. Milne and
John Rock Corporation,
All rights reserved.
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