Jim Guittard’s Place

96/98 Compilation Album For Free

Posted in Music by guittard on November 25, 2009

Between 1996 and 1998 I put down a few songs in a rather spur of the moment on my 4-track recorder. Lyrics were made up basically on the spot while the tape was rolling. The sounds are pretty lo-fi and the clanging of metal in some of the songs were spoons, pots and pans that made up our primitive percussion. Jim Seagroves helped out on the racket kitchen percussion sounds as well as general chanting or making a nuisance out of everything.

Back then Jim and I called ourselves “the Gidds”. Basically, it was our little gang name growing up. We listened to NWA in high school and wanted to be white thugs. We had our own language and mockerized the neighborhood. Some of the songs we speak in German.

I play the acoustic and electric guitar, sitar and sing the songs. My brother Bob Guittard played bass and guitar on a few tracks as well as beat on a hand drum. Warren Barry played the organ on Once Around the Moon as well as added to the weirdness.

I used a Dr. Groove Drum machine. I hope you like these weird songs. At the time of the recording I was listening to a lot of Beck’s Odelay. Please enjoy and make comments.

Here is the link where you can listen and download the album for free:
http://www.jamendo.com/en/album/55876

I wish Word Press would allow a widget here so that you could listen. Not at this time.

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Jim Guittard Music Publicity Animation Video

Posted in Uncategorized by guittard on September 19, 2009

I came across xtranormal.com and made this little piece. At Xtranormal.com you can write little scripts and make animation figures act them out. The site is cool. I had to pass it on.

Here’s my first little thing I did:

and of course to download my music go here:

http://www.jamendo.com/en/artist/Jim_Guittard

Review of “Busted In Bulgaria”

Posted in Music by guittard on September 18, 2008

“Gangster”-Got to put a Sitar, or a couple of droning Tambouras on this. 🙂

“Breaking the language barrier”-Cool; reminiscent of “Backstreet Girl”, especially Brian’s Accordian part!!

“Hoola Hoop Song”-I REALLY like this song! “Byrdsian” harmonies! I’m wanting to hear a Major 7th chord in the chorus somewhere…

“8A Class”-Almost a “Folkie Jan & Dean meets John Riley”. It’s also cool to hear you doing your job in class!!

“Be Real True”-Very “Beggars Banquet”!

“Babas On Their Bench”-REALLY like this too! I’d like to hear a Greek Bouzouki (Beatles-“Girl”) playing those guitar lines. 🙂

“I Wanna Go To The Moon”-Jim, is this open tuning??? If so, it’s VERY EFFECTIVE. Again, would love to hear Sitar here.

“Kakvo Pravish”-I like the ’50’s Sci-fi effects!!

“Listen to your voice”-More Sitar!!!

“Rico”- DAMN GOOD SONG. 🙂

“Pernik”-VERY NICE. Again; some Mandolin, or Greek Bouzouki, something like that.

“Stachkata”-Nice; didn’t light my fire, but good. 🙂

“Survival Mode”-Same as above, good lyrics though.

“This Is Random Song”-Is it “Only A Northern Song”??? 🙂 Jim; these are better lyrics here than you may think…

“What’s your role in life”-I think it’s a GOOD song that could be a GREAT song…

“Don’t Know Jack”-Love it! Dylanesque writing.

“Raga Train”-Again; GOOD song that needs SOMETHING to make it great. 🙂

“The Sun Shines Today”-Jim; THIS IS A HIT SONG!!! I’d love to get my hands on this, and do some arranging, etc.

Are you walking through dried leaves for that sound effect???
That really took me back to the mid & late ’60’s; walking through the Eucalyptus leaves in Burlingame/San Mateo.

Christian Bryan “Craviola 990” June 9, 2008

To download the “Busted In Bulgaria” album for free: Click Here

The Sun Shines Today Tablature

Posted in Music by guittard on July 19, 2008
The Sun Shines Today
Intro

D	Bm	C	G 	2X

A		A4		2x

D		Bm
Push on through.
C		G
You know it ain't true.
D		Bm
Just keep it up.
C		G	A	A4
Drink from the cup.

D		Bm
No matter what they say,
C		G
The sun shines today.
D		Bm
Keep up the lovely art.
C		G	A	A4
Avoid the fiery dart.

A		A4
Nothing's very solid.
A		A4
It's all a bit spotted.
A		A4
Your treasure chest may disappear.
A		A4
It could be very near.
A		A4

D		Bm
What's the answer?
C		G
Avoid the big cancer.
D		Bm
Do what's fun.
C		G	A	A4
It has all begun.

D		Bm
Money can't guide you.
C		G
Only what is true.
D		Bm
Live by the wisdom.
C		G	A	A4
This isn't dumb.

A		A4
Nothing's very solid.
A		A4
It's all a bit spotted.
A		A4
Your treasure chest may disappear.
A		A4
It could be very near.
A		A4	2x

D		Bm
Push on through.
C		G
You know it ain't true.
D		Bm
Just keep it up.
C		G	A	A4
Drink from the cup.

A		A4	2x

A		A4
Nothing's very solid.
A		A4
It's all a bit spotted.
A		A4
Your treasure chest may disappear.
A		A4
It could be very near.

A		A4
Nothing's very solid.
A		A4
It's all a bit spotted.
A		A4
Your treasure chest may disappear.
A		A4
It could be very near.
A		A4

Outro (Slow)
D		Bm

C		G

A

Words and Music by Jim Guittard 2008

The Sun Shines Today

Do You Want To Remix Some Of My Songs?

Posted in Music by guittard on July 13, 2008

I’m putting up the mp3 source tracks that I recorded to make many of my songs so that anyone can remix or do whatever they want to it. I found a cool website where people can remix other people’s music.
So here’s the site where you can download my source tracks for free of course and create your own thing out of it: ccmixter

I’d be very happy to see what anyone makes out of it. Beware, some of the tracks have sound leakage. I did the best I could to clean it up. I’ll be posting more songs later. Let me know if you have one you’d like to remix that is not up there.

Later,

Jim

Albums Upload Report 26/05/08

Posted in Music by guittard on May 26, 2008

I posted my albums 2002 “California Daze” and 2008 “Busted In Bulgaria” at the Jamendo site. It looks like I’m making waves with some people. Not sure who but here are the numbers from Jamendo.

As of today’s date May 26, 2008
Busted in Bulgaria:

Album information
Genre Indie Folkrock Psychedelic 2008
Release May 19, 2008
Listens 437 Downloads 375
Starred 0 Playlisted 1
Reviews 0 Rating N/A

California Daze:

Album information
Genre Country-rock Psychedelic Indie Folk-rock…
Release May 19, 2008
Listens 127 Downloads 312
Starred 0 Playlisted 0
Reviews 0 Rating N/A

Most popular tracks
Breaking the Language Barrier ( 87 Listens )
Gangster ( 36 Listens )
Jim Guittard – Be Real True ( 35 Listens )
Beach ( 33 Listens )
Pernik ( 29 Listens )

The albums are also on bittorrent sites such as mininova.org:

Jim Guittard – California Daze
Jim Guittard – California Daze — Jamendo – MP3 VBR 192k – 2008.05.19
[www.jamendo.com].torrent
Category: Music > Other

Total size: 37.98 megabyte

Added: 4 days ago by Jamendo
Share ratio: 224 seeds, 821 leechers

Last updated: 12 hours ago

Downloads: 935

Jim Guittard – Busted In Bulgaria
Jim Guittard – Busted In Bulgaria — Jamendo – MP3 VBR 192k –
2008.05.19 [www.jamendo.com].torrent
Category: Music > Other

Total size: 65.36 megabyte

Added: 4 days ago by Jamendo
Share ratio: 174 seeds, 85 leechers

Last updated: 3 days ago

Downloads: 1,205

It’s a good start. If anyone knows a Bulgarian bittorrent site, you
are welcome to upload it there. I have a couple of students that have
offered to do it. I’m a little anxious to get it going.

Thanks,
Jim

Creative Passionate Types

Posted in Change, Music, Neo-psychedelia, Psychedelic, Society by guittard on May 22, 2008

The creative pursuit is one of the most important things one can do. Sometimes the creative types are a bit fiery and extreme in their thinking. But, isn’t this good though? Creative types bring the passion into society and really are the catalyst to make things happen.

More and more people in America are waking up to what’s going on. Right now, an underground scene is emerging. We are in the midst of the “3rd Wave of Psychedelic” music. The first wave was with the Beatles, the Byrds, the Jefferson Airplane, Love, Strawberry Alarm Clock, the 13th Floor Elevators, Pink Floyd and many others. The second wave had two offshoots: the 1980’s “Paisley Underground” scene in Los Angeles with such bands as the Bangles, the Dream Syndicate, the Three O’clock, Green On Red, the Secret Syde, and Rain Parade. The British offshoot included the post “new wave” bands such as XTC, the Soft Boys, Echo and the Bunnymen, the Shamen, and Doctor and the Medics.1

The “3rd Wave” was born in 2000. The wave is spreading out, now. It consists of the Brian Jonestown Massacre, the Tyde, Beachwood Sparks, the Quarter After, the Warlocks, the Lovetones, the Telescopes, Spindrift, the High Dials, Floorian, the Black Angels, Silver Apples. (My music fits in this wave. I co-write a song with Dominic Campanella from the Quarter After back in 2001.)

Beach by Jim Guittard

“Beach”

I look up into the sky
See the clouds and colours all around.
I hear the waves go in and out
See the birds and stars tonight.

Chorus

Going with the rising tide.
Shouldn’t wait till morning time.
Moments pass as I decide.
Shouldn’t wait till morning time.

I tell myself the reason why.
Waters flow and there’s no turning back.
Reaching for the horizon line,
Where it ends has only just begun.

Chorus

Going with the rising tide.
Shouldn’t wait till morning time.
Moments pass as I decide.
Shouldn’t wait till morning time.

Drifting through my open mind,
Ray of light about to shine.

Music by Jim Guittard 2001
Words by Jim Guittard and Dominic Campanella of the Quarter After

The Quarter After

We shall see how things progress from here. The world needs freethinkers and people with passion to guide the way. No need to dumb things down anymore. As the New Hampshire motto says, “Live Free or Die.”  America really is at a crossroads.  It is time for decisions.


up1Wikipedia contributors. Psychedelic music. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. May 21 2008, at 23:57. Available at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelic_music. Accessed May 22, 2004.

I Am Releasing 2 Albums On Jamendo For Free

Posted in Music by guittard on May 19, 2008

2008 – “Busted In Bulgaria”

2002 – “California Daze”

“Busted In Bulgaria” is a collection of songs that document living in a strange land. During a two year period, the tracks were all recorded in a raw stripped down way on a laptop using Adobe Audition 2.0. The songs range from psychedelic, shoegaze, folk-rock to experimental. The album is full of sound effects to add a creative vibe. Some songs even have the actual sound from students in the Bulgarian school where I have taught English in Pernik. I also sing a handful of songs in the Bulgarian language.

“California Daze” was recorded in Hollywood, California around 2002 by me on my 4-track recorder and later mixed with Adobe Audition 2.0. The songs pay tribute to the birth of the Neo-Psychedelic scene that emerged beginning in 2000 in Silverlake, California with groups such as the Beachwood Sparks, the Brian Jonestown Massacre, The Quarter After, smallstone, the Warlocks, the Tyde, and the Belle Isle.

I play the shaker, drum machine, and sing all lead and background vocals with the help of friend Vladimir Maskov for bass. Brian McKay engineered the recording of the Beach the acoustic version. I also play all lead and rhythm guitars. The song Beach is co-written by myself and Dominic Campanella of the Quarter After.

The “Swing Tune” and “Jazz Tune” are instrumentals I wrote while attending the Musicians Institute from 1999 to 2000. Here I play the lead guitar with session bassist and drummer. On the rhythm guitar is a guy from Brazil named Reginaldo. He was a student with Jim at the school. You can hear the teacher, “Mr. Lupo Groinig” giving a critique after the instrumentals end.

2008 – Busted in Bulgaria

2008 - Busted in Bulgaria

2002 – California Daze

2002 - California Daze

Please download both albums for free:

Jim at Jamendo

Enjoy!

Songs Written In Bulgaria

Posted in Music, Society by guittard on January 10, 2008

I was curious to see how many songs I’d written since I arrived to Bulgaria in April 2006.  These are the ones I’ve actually written and recorded, here.  If you like the words, you can download it for free at:
Jim Guittard Free Music
3 Of Clubs

Three of Clubs is a special place                                             A E A
There people dress with fine taste                                           A E A
It stands in L.A. Town.                                                           D A
It has a sign of a clown.                                                          D A
Three Of Clubs is a special place.                                           A E A

Hip bands pack the place out.                                                A E A 
Inside you can order big stout.                                               A E A
The lighting is a bit dark.                                                        D A
But the club has left its mark.                                                 D A
Three of Clubs is a special place.                                           A E A
SOLO   

Jimi Hey is the regular dj.                                                       A E A
The hipsters listen and stay.                                                    A E A
He may spin the Byrds                                                           D A
Or he may spin something else.                                              D A
Three of Clubs is a special place.                                           A E A

The hipsters smoke in the room,                                            A E A
Mill about, wander and wish to bloom.                                  A E A
They talk about peace.                                                          D A
The chaos never does cease.                                                 D A
Three of Clubs is a special place.                                           A E A

Step back in time at the 3 of Clubs.                                        A E A
It’s not just a normal pub.                                                       A E A
It’s a meeting place for the hip.                                               D A
To stand with stout and sip.                                                   D A
Three of Clubs is a special place.                                           A E A

8A Class

8A is the best class of the day.                                               Dm C G Dm
The kids run around with something to say.                            Dm C G Dm
Alexander always says, “Teacher, Teacher!”                          Dm C G Dm
I say, “You’re a strange creature.”                                          Dm C G Dm

There’s a girl named Marina.                                                  C FMaj
She’s at the front always with Kristina.                                   C FMaj
I say, “Go sit down, now.”                                                     C FMaj
They laugh and ask, “How?”                                                  C FMaj

I say, “Sit down and shut up!”                                                Dm C G Dm
Most people don’t listen up.                                                   Dm C G Dm
It’s a zoo but some people                                                     Dm C G Dm
Do have a clue.                                                                     Dm C G Dm

There’s Iva and Vladislava who do work.                              C FMaj
And there’s Iliana too and Svetlin.                                         C FMaj
It’s a zoo and hard for all.                                                      C FMaj

Every class one asks, “Can I go to the toilet?”                        Dm C G Dm
I say, “Go ahead, make like a jet!”                                         Dm C G Dm
They ask again, “Can I go to the toilet?”                                 Dm C G Dm
I say, “Whatever, I don’t care.”                                              Dm C G Dm

There’s a girl named Diana.                                                    C FMaj
We have the same GSM.                                                       C FMaj
And Mirella who won the school beauty contest.                    C FMaj
And was the best.                                                                  C FMaj

Oh well, it’s sometimes hell.                                                    Dm C G Dm
But that’s so very swell.                                                          Dm C G Dm
It is something to tell.

Babas Sitting On Their Bench

The Babas are sitting on their bench.                                      C FMaj
They’re talking about their life.                                                G C
I pass by and say hi                                                                C FMaj  
To the Babas on their bench.                                                  G

The Babas are drinking their boza.
They always offer me some.
I always say ‘uh, yes.”
To the Babas on their bench.

The Babas are laughing up a storm.
About the days of old.
I watch and listen
To the Babas on their bench.

Bridge

Babas are the cooks of the town.                                            Am Em
They work the fields all day.                                                    Am Em
Listen to them and you’ll never go wrong.                                 Am G

The Babas are canning for winter
So we can eat.
So say thanks
To the Babas sitting on their bench.

The Babas are lighting candles.
For all the town’s people
Hoping for a good future
And a good life for all

Be Real True

In a far off land
I saw some band
They played Rock & Roll
They had soul

I spoke with them
I said, “my name is Jim.”
They said, “you should play here.”
I said, “well, I have some fear.”

It’s been so long
Since I sang a song
God help me along
To be real strong

What else can I do?
But be real true
and follow you
For a better clue

Breaking the Language Barrier

I walk around the town                                                          D A
To see what’s around.                                                            E A
The people sit in cafes                                                            D A
And all I say is “hey”                                                              E A

Then I ride the bus                                                                 D A
To the center for some lunch.                                                 E A
I order some Tzsatza                                                             D A
And some Zagorka beer.                                                       E A

Chorus

Breaking the language barrier is hard.                                     Bm D A E 
Almost as hard as the sound barrier.                                       Bm D A E

I listen to the people talk.                                                        D A
Wish I could respond.                                                            E A
Later I will know more.                                                          D A
Enough to open the door.                                                       E A

Now I’ll take it in.                                                                   D A
That’s the way to begin.                                                          E A
It will be easier                                                                       D A
After awhile.                                                                           E A

Chorus

Breaking the language barrier is hard.                                      Bm D A E
Almost as hard as the sound barrier.                                        Bm D A E

I’ll move around the town.                                                        D A
So that I’ll be found.                                                                 E  A
It’s just a start.                                                                          D A
It’ll be my part.                                                                         E A

Don’t Know Jack

This was a strange day.
A lady came to stay.
She said, “I’ve come to live with you.”
I said, “Who are you?”
She said, “I’m Bertha from Canton.”
I said, “Well, I don’t know you.”

She said, “My son told me to come.  Don’t you know Jack?”
“No m’am I don’t know Jack.”
“You don’t know Jack?”
“No I don’t know Jack.  I don’t know Jack!”

“So I’ll bring in my things.”
“Gosh lady I don’t know you.”
“Jack said it’d be okay.”
“Man, lady I don’t know Jack.  I don’t know Jack.”

Chaos song, chaos song.

Gangster

Az sam gangster.
Az jiveha za istinata.
Imam bakembardi.
Imam nujda ot pricheska.
Oti sto!! Oti sto!

Idvam tuk, otivam tam.
Opitvam mnogo novi nesta.
Ne sam murzel.
Az sam genialen chovek.
Taka li e?

Kakuv e otgovora?
Slushaite me.
Ne sam tupak.
Ne mrazete.
Samo obichaite.

Sprete glupostite.
Jivete sega.
Ne gledaite nazad.
Vurvete napred.
Koi e nai-dobur?

Az sam nai-dobriqt.
Az sam nai-gotiniqt.
Az sam nai-silniqt.
Az sam nai-opasniqt.

Taka li e?
Taka li e?

Az sam gangster.
Az jiveha za istinata.
Az jiveha za istinata.
Imam bakembardi.

In English

I am gangster.
I live for the truth.
I have sideburns.
I need a haircut.
So what!

I come here, I go there.
I try many new things.
I’m not lazy.
I’m a genius person.
Isn’t that so?

What’s the answer?
Listen to me.
I’m not stupid.
Don’t hate.
Only love,

Stop the nonsense.
Live now.
Don’t look back.
Move forward.
Who’s the best?

I am the best.
I am the coolest.
I am the strongest.
I am the most dangerous.

Isn’t that so?
Isn’t that so?

I am a gangster.
I live for the truth.
I live for the truth.
I have sideburns.

Hitting The Lotto

Slam on your brakes.                                                             C
If that’s what it takes.                                                             FMaj
It’s easy if you try.                                                                  C
Ya won’t have ta die or cry.                                                   G

As the person comes,                                                             C
Ya gotta scream out,                                                              FMaj
“I want big sums!”                                                                  C
Then call up the cops.                                                            G         
Chorus

Hitting the Lotto                                                                     Am
That’s my motto.                                                                     Em
It’s not too hard.                                                                     Am
When ya have the right card.                                                   G

Sit and wait at home.                                                              C
You can’t go on a roam.                                                          FMaj
The check will be big.                                                             C
You’ll eat like a pig.                                                                G
  
What’s the next scam?                                                            C
Something with your fam?                                                       FMaj
Oh yeah, they’ve got dough.                                                   C
That’s where I’ll go.                                                                G

Chorus

Hitting the Lotto.                                                                    Am
That’s my motto.                                                                    Em
It’s not too hard.                                                                     Am
When I have the right card.                                                     G

Call up your grandma.                                                            C
Get on the list.                                                                        FMaj
For the big Lotto.                                                                   C
They’ve got it all.                                                                    G  

Drive over there.                                                                    C
Say you really care.                                                                FMaj
Wait for the money.                                                                C
Get it and hop like a bunny.                                                     G

Chorus

Hitting the Lotto.                                                                    Am
That’s my motto.                                                                     Em
It’s not too hard.                                                                     Am
When I have the right card.                                                     G

Do nothing.                                                                             C
Look for the Lotto.                                                                  FMaj
It’s the best.                                                                             C
Not really, it’s a sham, scam.                                                    G

Holla Hoop Girl

There’s this girl I know.
She loves to make the holla hoop go.
She’s bubbly and energetic with the hoop.
Just like little Bettie Boop.

She’s at her best with the ring.
Just as I am when I sing.
We hope always to be our best.
When we face all the rest.

Chorus:

Holla Hoop girl where are you?
Dance for me a few.
Holla Hoop girl where are you?
You are so true.

You hop around to the beat.
With one leg, that’s so neat.
How’d you learn this trick?
I’m glad, this, you did pick.

Keep hopping all the time.
I’ll keep up with the rhyme.
You’re a good good girl.
Rare as a fine pearl.

Chorus:

Holla Hoop girl where are you?
Dance for me a few.
Holla Hoop girl where are you?
You are so true.

I Wanna Go To The Moon

I wanna go to the moon
Away from everyone.
No more stress
or awkwardness.
I wanna go to the moon.

Please take me to the moon. 2x

All these heated fights
All rage in the nights.
Never ceases
Or releases.
I wanna go to the moon.

Please take me to the moon. 2x

All those selfish ways
Keep the path a haze.
Need some sight
Here tonight
I wanna go to the moon.

Kakvo Pravish?

Kakvo pravish?
Nishto.
Toi pravi nishto.
Zasto?
Neh znam. Az chakam.

Kakvo chakish?
Chakam za zakooska.
Toi chaki za zakooska.

Kakvo pravish?
Minogo.
Toi pravi minogo.
Zasto?
Az chakam, legam, cheta, gledam, i govoria.

Kakvo chakish?
Za obayad.
Kakvo ste yadesh?
Dooner ili palachinki.

Kakvo pee-esh?
Pia sok
Toi pieh sok.

Ka’vo?
A ti? A ti?
Nishto!! Nishto!!

Kakvo pravish?
Az igriyah.
Toi igriyi.

Kakvo igriyesh?
Igriyah “Springball.”
Springball e gloopav.
Neh, ti si gloopav.

A ti? A ti?
Ka’vo? Ka’vo?
Nishto!! Nishto!!

Chao!

Here’s the translation:

What are you doing?
Nothing.
He does nothing.
Why?
I don’t know. I wait.

What are you waiting?
I wait for breakfast.
He waits for breakfast.

What are you doing?
A lot.
He does a lot.
Why?
I wait, lie, read, watch and speak.

What are you waiting?
For lunch.
What will you eat?
Wrap or crepe.

What are you drinking?
I drink juice.
He drinks juice.

What?
And You? And You?
Nothing. Nothing.

What are you doing?
I play.
He plays.

What are you playing?
I play “Springball.”
Springball is stupid.
No, you are stupid.

And you? And you?
What? What?
Nothing!! Nothing!!

Bye!

Listen to Your Voice

Revolution is the way.
You sit and do nothing every day.
Rise up from your apathy.
Trust in what you see.

Do what you must.
Throw off the dust.
Take care for the day.
Surely you see the way.

Chorus

Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.
Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.< P>

You can handle the unknown.
You’re not that alone.
Fight the good fight.
Resist the feelings of fright.

Believe in that which is good.
You will be understood.
Keep your eyes to the sky.
Always give it a try.

Chorus

Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.
Listen to your voice.
This is your choice.

Today is the day.
Get up, don’t stay.
Do you want change?
This isn’t so strange.

My Nowhere Man

What will I write?
Maybe something light.
But it’s gotta have some bite.
And be very tight.

It’s my “Nowhere Man.”
I’m listening to a fan.
And I’m making some plan
To eat some good flan.

Tell me about yourself!
Are you an elf?
Flying in a stealth?
With good health?

It’s a good day.
That I’ll say.
But it’s not May.
It’s a little gray.

What will I write?
Maybe something light.
But it’s gotta have some bite.
And be very tight.

It’s my “Nowhere Man.”
I’m listening to a fan.
I’m making some plan
To eat some good flan.

To listen to the music, sway
To the beat and sculpt clay.

 

Thinking up lyrics as I go along
Is the best policy
Because I don’t have to think at all
Just rhyming, but I’m not a very good rhymer
Oh, well

Oooh

What will I say?
I think I’ll have my day.
In the way.

Dig that!

Pernik

Az znam malko Bulgarski.
Az iskam da oocha Bulgarski.
Sega az jivaya v Pernik.

Moje bi posle ste znam minogo Bulgarski.
Moje bi posle ste znam minogo Bulgarski.

I know little Bulgarian.
I want to learn Bulgarian.
Now I live in Pernik.

Maybe later, I’ll know a lot of Bulgarian.
Maybe later, I’ll learn a lot of Bulgarian.

Az znam malko Bulgarski.

Rico

Rico’s loudly barking
At the door guarding
Only he knows against what.

Could be another mutt.
Or maybe a rat.
There’s something behind the door.

Only he knows what is there
He’s a cool dog you should trust.

He’s a cool dog.
Sleeps like a log.
In the morning, he’s out to jog.

He’s white like a sheep.
Jumps at every beep.
Even from a deep sleep.

He’s a bit hyper.
Would be a good sniper.
He’s as sly as a viper.

Only he knows what is there
He’s a cool dog you should trust.

Now he’s asleep again.
Dreaming with a grin.
What will he do the next day?

Who knows he’ll do something.

Stachkata

Iskame parite.
Chakame parite.
Vsichko ne e nared.

Nie sme uchiteli.
Nie sme uchiteli.
Dai ni poveche kinti.
Dai ni poveche kinti.

Slushaite ni.
Slushaite ni.
Shte pravim stachkata.
Shte pravim stachkata.

Iskame parite.
Chakame parite.
Vsichko ne e nared.

Nie sme uchiteli.
Nie sme uchiteli.
Die ni poveche kinti.
Die ni poveche kinti.

Slooshite ni.
Slooshite ni.
Shte pravim stochkata.
Shte pravim stochkata.

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We are teachers.
We are teachers.
Give us more dough.
Give us more dough.

Listen to us.
Listen to us.
We will make the strike.
We will make the strike.

We want the money.
We wait the money.
Everything is not okay.

We are teachers.
We are teachers.
Give us more dough.
Give us more dough.

Listen to us.
Listen to us.
We will make the strike.
We will make the strike.

Survival Mode

We’ve got to preserve our health.
It is all for ourself.
People are running scared.
Just like they haven’t cared.

Some turn to the booze.
This isn’t what I choose.
Which is the way?
Certainly there’s a new day.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

Arguments and tempers flare.
This I don’t wish to bear.
There’s no point to this.
Better avoid and miss.

We live within our cave.
Wishing only to save.
Our egos cause problems.
With pride we wear our emblems.

Chorus

We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.
We’re all in survival mode.
We carry big load.

We make shady deals.
so we can eat our meals.
We keep up the front.
In our power hunt.

Have faith in one another.
We’re brother and sister.
Fight through the pain.
We’re all the same.

The Raga Train

Intro                                                                                        D A C G 2X

The Raga train paves the way.                                                  D A C G
For all those lost every day.                                                      D A C G
We do not give in to fads.                                                         D A C G
We make the myths for all the lads.                                           D

 Break                                                                                      D A C G 2X  

The Raga train takes the curve                                                  D A C G
But always careful not to swerve.                                              D A C G 
We go slow and then fast.                                                        D A C G
Always trying to stay on track.                                                 D

 Break                                                                                     D A C G 2X

The Ragas will stand tall.                                                          D A C G
That will be our call.                                                                 D A C G
We’re on mission of truth.                                                         D A C G
We’ve ridden the dark caboose.                                               D
 Break                                                                                     D A C G 2X

Get on the Raga Train if you please.                                         D A C G
There’ll be no one to collect fees.                                             D A C G
Ragas make music of light.                                                       D A C G
It’ll bring you more sight.                                                          D

 Break                                                                                     D A C G 4X

The Raga train paves the way.                                                 D A C G
For all those lost every day.                                                     D A C G
We do not give in to fads.                                                        D A C G
We make the myths for all the lads.                                          D

This Is Random Song

I’m a cool dude.
I’ve never been sued.
I like different food.
I’m not rude.

I like to sit in parks
and hang with the larks.
Listen to dog barks.
Eat with the sharks.

I’m a musical man
Without a big tan.
Eat kachamak
From a pan.

Chorus

This is random song.
I think up the words.
Now

I like olive paste.
It has a good taste.
I don’t waste
Or use in haste.

I live in Europe.
I eat peanut butter cup.
I wish to say, “What’s up?”
Now I can say “Kavo sta?”

So the song’s over.
Look for the four-leaf clover.
And the dog named Rover.

Chorus

It’s a random song.
Think up the words now.
It’s a random song.
Think up now.

Walls of Jericho

Everyone in our school is insane.
And it is such a pain.
For me to take it.
I just want to spit.

The school is a zoo.
So everyone give a big boo.
Then run away and drink a few.
And just be you.

Rest and have fun with the best.
Tomorrow I’m not prepared for the test.
But I’m a smart guy and I’m blessed
To be taught by the best.

Chorus.

I study at Simeon Radev
He was a cool dude, cool dude.

I study at Simeon Radev
He was a cool dude, cool dude.
And I think it’s good to study in such a mood.

Everyone in our school is insane.
And it is such a pain.
For me to take it.
I just want to spit.

So to conclude I’ll say.
Forget the school, be okay, don’t stay, get your pay.

Help by Michael Ivanov

What’s Your Role In Life?

A wild goose chase.
We’re out on the loose.
If I could, I’d confess.
Good and loud, nice and slow.

Why oh why must I lie?
We all act.
That’s a fact.
(Get it right.)

Chorus

What’s your role in life?
To be this misguided money grubber?

What I say, I don’t feel.
What I feel, I don’t show.
What I show isn’t real.

Chorus

What’s your role in life?
To be this misguided money grubber?

I don’t know where to start.
There are scars I could show.
If I opened my heart.

Chorus

What’s your role in life?
To be this misguided money grubber?

Money grubber 15x or so

Are you a money grubber?

 

 

England Podcast With My Song

Posted in Music by guittard on October 22, 2007

I was pleasantly surprised to see that Cold Citrus Radio Podcast from England included one of my songs. It’s an indie type program. Make sure to listen to the break after the fourth song. There is a reference about Bulgaria.

You can listen here:

Cold Citrus Radio 22

Here’s the track list of show:

16th August 2007
Recorded on a very gloomy August day the music is anything but…

Yeah, Oh Yeah – The Magnetic Fields
Breaking The Language Barrier – Jim Guittard
Wolf Like Me – TV On The Radio
The Complete Love Story – Ambra Red
White Wedding – The Harvey Girls
Your Rocky Spine – Great Lake Swimmers
Government Administrator – Eggs
Hear No Bullshit – Credit To The Nation & Chumbawamba
Unemployed in Summertime – Emiliana Torrini
Time Is Never Wasted – The Belvederes
Comfort Eagle – CAKE
The Dark of the Matinée – Coco Freeman
Calvary – Bossanova
Loop A Loop – The Crimea
Airbag – Doveman

Thanks Shaun.
Cold Citrus