what are you listening to THIS VERY SECOND?

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This was my anthem when I escaped an abusive relationship with a psychotic narcissist who thought he was King.
It was happy enough to give me strength but true enough to be my voice.

Rot in Hell, you P.O.S. (catharsis)

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never a honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Calvary choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world



Laptop dying. Bye for now.

Ooooh.....now I'm in a 12 string guitar mood! Cool. Until noted, the rest of the songs will be songs with 12 string guitar in them. 12 string guitars are extra frisson friendly for me.

One of your favorites, Isabella, and with a 12 string guitar intro.....

12 string intro. Who wouldn't love this song?

^ This is one of my favourites, along with the Ozzy song! Wish You Were Here is extremely significant.

Who can't identify with two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year?

(I'm back!)

This song is so 'clean' -- it flows through me like fresh water. As Emily would say “I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.”

I could listen to it all day, every day (OK, maybe with occasional bouts of S&G).

Cool. I ran out of 12 string songs for now.

Oooh...one more! If any of you watch any it, please watch until the 50 second mark. I love the smile on Leo's face enjoying the sounds he's making. I think it's great when a musician is genuinely pleased as the music they make.

Gazing through the window at the world outside
Wondering will Mother Earth survive
Hoping that mankind will stop abusing her, sometime
After all there's only just the two of us
And here we are still fighting for our lives
Watching all of history repeat itself, time after time
I'm just a dreamer, I dream my life away
I'm just a dreamer, who dreams of better days
I watch the sun go down like everyone of us
I'm hoping that the dawn will bring a sign
A better place for those who will come after us, this time
I'm just a dreamer, I dream my life away
I'm just a dreamer, who dreams of better days
Your higher power maybe God or Jesus Christ
It doesn't really matter much to me
Without each other's help there ain't no hope for us
I'm living in a dream of fantasy
If only we could all just find serenity
It would be nice if we could live as one
When will all this anger, hate and bigotry be gone?
I'm just a dreamer, I dream my life away
I'm just a dreamer, who dreams of better days
I'm just a dreamer, who's searching for the way
I'm just a dreamer, dreaming my life away

I just want to marry Ozzy and be done with it. Such a beautiful voice beyond all the hyperbole.

Is this a 12 String?

I saw Ozzy and Zakk Wylde live. He played guitar behind his back -- it was quite insane.

I was looking back on my life
And all the things I've done to me
I'm still looking for the answers
And I'm still searching for the key
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me
Through all the happiness and sorrow
I guess I'd do it all again
Live for today and not tomorrow
It's still the road that never ends
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me
Ah ah, the road to nowhere's gonna pass me by
Ah ah, I hope we never have to say goodbye
I never want to live without you
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me
The road to nowhere leads to me
The road to nowhere leads to me
You got to, got to, got to lead to me
The road to nowhere leads to me
You got to, got to, got to lead to me
You got to, got to, got to lead to me
Ah, the road to nowhere

Unless I'm wrong, no. Six string electric guitar. But, not something you see very often:....a five stringed bass. Cool.

Invite me and my family to your wedding. We'll arrange our schedules and make it work!

I just messaged my nephew whether he has a 12 String, assuming he had one. He said no but that he can play them. He said he'd rather get an octave pedal to tune to different intervals (?) but that both are good. Now I have a Christmas idea.

Do you play? He has Gibsons, Fenders, Rickenbackers, bass, sitars, acoustic. Maybe I'll ask my friend who was a music prof, for recommendations. I really liked that song you posted.

Ozzy Osbourne and the Lady Isabella Linton cordially invite you to their 12 Stringed wedding ...

Please bring Art Garfunkel if you see him kicking about the U.S.

I wish I had the musical ability to play. I've tried violin, drums, guitar and bass in my life but I have trouble staying on beat for a long time. My brain, wanting to be continually aware of and analyze every sound in my environment, whether I want it to or not derails my ability to block those kinds of things out and focus solely on playing something.

I've had two good friends that were excellent musicians. One has played live on the regional level off and on for years and cut at least one album. The other was a talented amateur guitarist and was my roommate. One of my favorite things was being able to listen to him practice. Like your own private musician.

My life is surrounded by musicians as you know, but I don't know a thing about music myself.

I can't even play chopsticks. I really don't have an interest in playing instruments and I never have. I just admire others who have that magic touch. I don't think my hands would like having to persist in a song if I wanted to stop and stim

(Singing, however .... that would be incredible for the fantasy-me since I barely even speak)