What’s up, everyone? I hope that your day is going well. I just want to call your attention to an event that has just started. It is the monthly Open Mic Night at R Lo’s Pub & Grub in Thomasville, North Carolina, and it is hosted by my friend Phillip Peace and his group, the PeaceTrain Band. I will keep you posted on the exact date of this event.
If you live in the Piedmont Triad area of NC and you are a musician or if you just enjoy good music, come on out next month to R Lo’s Pub & Grub, which is located at 207 Fisher Ferry St. in Thomasville. You will have a great time, and that is a guarantee!
This year, I was fortunate to open #TimFest2015. This event is held every year in #HighPointNC in honour of the birthday of one of my good friends, Tim Webb, who plays guitar and sings baritone in the local acoustic rock band, White Light.
The songs that I have played on this lovely afternoon are, as listed:
For No One — The Beatles (U) Spit Me Out Beth
Falling — LeBlanc and Carr
(Our Love) Don’t Throw It All Away — Andy Gibb
The titles in bold print are those of original songs.
I hope to play at next year’s TimFest if the Good Lord is willing because every year that I have participated in this event has been an absolute adventure.
(Verse I) You and me don’t talk no more / Not the way that we used to / It’s ‘cos you’ve been busy / Tryin’ to rebuild you / But when we find time to talk / It ain’t without us fussin’ / About the same damn things / That you bring up for discussion
(Pre-chorus I) I’m tired of you always cryin’ and bitchin’ / ‘Bout ev’ry li’l thing you know you can’t control
(Chorus I) Ev’ry conversation is the S.O.S. / I need a vacation from the S.O.S.
(Verse II) We used to chat ev’ryday / We’d even talk about certain things we’d do / Had we met face to face / But now we’ve gone from kind words to exchangin’ mud / ‘Cos you always start / All kinds of stuff
(Pre-chorus II) I’ve only got one mama, and she ain’t you / So stop tellin’ me what the hell to do
(Chorus II) Now ev’ry word we say is the S.O.S. / Each and ev’ryday, it’s the S.O.S. / I need a break from your constant piss-offs / I can’t take no more of this S.O.S.
(Bridge) ‘Fore you go off callin’ me a baby for writin’ this song / Check yourself ‘cos baby, you’re one too!
(Chorus III) Ev’ry conversation is the S.O.S. / I need some immunisation from all this S.O.S. / I need a break from your criticisms / I’m sick and tired of all your S.O.S.