Song of the Week #6

BOHEMIAN BLOOD by jimmorey

Song of the Week #5 Googly Eyes

Song of the Week #5 Googly Eyes

Here’s where I get to let my weird out a little… I have always been fascinated by strange people, places, things, music, etc. Especially the circus/sideshow/freakshow/outsider art, etc…

This song is inspired by a homeless artist who I met in a funky hair salon in downtown St. Pete called Star Booty. I was perusing the various posters and patches when a woman came in and said, “Hi, my name is Sunshine, do you want to buy my art?” When I said that I’d probably like to see it first, she immediately pulled out a Styrofoam  tray with a cutout picture of kittens pasted on it, obviously taken from a magazine. That would have been enough to seal the deal for me, but there was more…

Each of the three kittens had googly eyes glued on them so that when she moved the tray, their eyes googled at me! It was so awesome that immediately paid her asking price of $3 and became the proud owner of my first googly eyes art piece.

With that in mind, please enjoy

GOOGLY EYES

Googly eyes by jimmorey

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Song of the Week #4 – Gypsy Wind

SONG OF THE WEEK #4 – Gypsy Wind

GYPSY WIND by jimmorey

There’s a gypsy wind a blowin’

I feel it calling me

Dont know just where I’m going

On the road is where I know I’m free

It could be to the mountains

It might be to the sea

It could be to the desert

In the jungle there’s a mystery…

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Song of the Week #3

I just got home from a soul charging weekend in New Orleans. I participated in The 17th annual Cutting Edge Music Business Conference where I had 2 performance showcases and had the chance to network and learn from all sorts of industry professionals. What a blast!

Cheers to adventures!

Here’s the Song of the Week #3 – ANYTHING 4 ADVENTURE

Song of the Week #2 – Last Bus

Song of the Week #2

Last Bus is based on a true story about catching the last bus out of New Orleans the dreadful evening before hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans and surrounding areas on  6:10 am 8/29/05.

I have been back since and the old saying, “you can’t keep a good man down” has a profound new meaning to me. I love New Orleans.

I am scheduled to play at the Galvez Restaurant in the French Market 912 N. Peters St. New Orleans, LA  next Friday 8/28/09 8:30pm.

Enjoy.

Jim Morey

Ps. Seeking mobile adventurers for the trip.

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Song of the week: NIKE

I like to create music. However I feel it is how I write it.

Some have words. Some don’t.

I also like a good challenge.

Here is the first Song of the week: NIKE

Enjoy.

NIKE by jimmorey

Help me by suggesting tags such as Mood, Genre, etc… or what kind of moving image you think it might fit well with.

I’ll start…

It makes me feel: Fast, energetic, funky, sporty, intense

I see: Athletes, olympic games, football plays, basketball, tennis, extreme sports sonic logo, xgames

12:34:56 7/8/9

This moment in time will only happen once in history… and so will this one… and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…and this one… and this one…happy moment to you.

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The Jim Morey Band is a solo to 10+ piece, low down and dirty band of Gypsy vagabonds, huffin’ an a puffin’ original New Orleans flavored Jazz and beyond…

When you listen closely, you may hear drums, trumpets, trombones, saxamaphones, pianjo (electric midi banjo), regular ol’ banjo, ukulele, mandolin, keyboard, upright bass, washboard, slide whistle, Theremin, penny whistle, kazoo, mouth harp, tambourine, afro picks, pocket lint and more. It all depends on the moon… and the bid.

Our groove du jour ranges from swirling swings to down trodden durges, maddening polkas to gypsy jukes, haunting ballads to playful jams.

We guarantee to get you shuckin’ and jivin’ or your money back.*

The Jim Morey Band available for festivals, presidential entertainment, world tours, bars, film, commercials, radio, planes, trains, buses, ships, divorce celebrations and select tupperware parties, etc. Unfortunately due to last years incident The Jim Morey Band is unable to do toga parties… We want to be the first band to play on the moon!

-Upgrade to The Jim Morey Band and Circus.

Includes the Fletcher Dance Project, live body painting, live digital art projection, living statues, fire dancers, aerialists, and other sideshow performers that we’ve picked up along the way… check for more details. (or if you want to run away and join the circus.) And… we’re all potentially affordable!

What they say:

Jim Morey Band fuses vagabond jazz and muddy river Creole with that Tom Waits style of stumblin’, rootsy rock n’ roll, sly gypsy rhythms swaggering and swinging and stomping and grooving along.

“It’s like a one-man band with four members.” – Creative Loafing Tampa Bay

If you are interested in booking The Jim Morey Band or would like to join the email list, please contact jim@jimmorey.com

You can spy on us at www.jimmorey.com. We don’t mind.

Hoping to entertain you soon,

Jim Morey

* Void where prohibited

wishing well

Damn near drowned in the wishing well

Got to wishing and I thought I could swim

Then I lost my balance and I fell right in

And then Splash

To the bottom

I was squirming and trying to breath

When all the sudden I looked around

All those shiny wishing coins they started to gleam

I said Wow!

Oh so beautiful

I started wishing I did more cool things

I wished I hadn’t eaten quite so much meat

Right then I heard a fish say to me

Wish you could swim

And I said, what?

I know how to swim

I think that I learned when I was just 3

At walter fuller pool my friends and me

I think I thought I knew, Im pretty

sure that I learned to swim

that’s beside the point

ive been on boat rides and even on skis

I went snorkeling out in the keys

I don’t why I’m stuck down here you know

Pretty sure that I can swim

unmugged

UNMUGGED

New York City 2/02/02

I

Wake

Up around 2:22 pm.

Armored truck bumps right into my house/van

I grab my trumpet and a cup of coffee.

Then I sit down on the corner and play whatever I please

playing with the street orchestra. drifting off into the abyss of music

Gotta get to Jersey for a recording session

Got just enough money to get on the bus

Minding my own business not a care in the world

Appereared a hooded man with a gun in his pocket

He shoved it in my gut and said “gimmie all your loot”

In that moment was eternity

Fight or flight

Choose your own adventure

I might die

So I said here it is. Every last penny from the street

“Wheres the big bills sucka?” said the robber.

I play music on the street. I made every last penny you see right there on the street.

I’m trying to get ahead and catch that bus…

He looked around and said “Take your money man. Watch out around here”

He took off…

I got on the bus

unmugged

and with a newfound gratitude for life.