Agreed on (slow blues Bm, A, G )
I wonder if there isn’t something .... that we’re all agreed on.
There’s a need on, a feed on, a read on, a bleed on, a bleed on.
I wonder if there isn’t something ..... that connects us,
Don’t reject us, that expects us ... embraces you and me.
Whatever that might be ... means more than my survival,
Or our arrival at some point ..... of departure for places unknown.
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, .....please.....take this serious
........... that world’s a changing and we’re not, .......not alone.
I wonder if there isn’t something .... that we’re all agreed on.
There’s a need on - that’s for sure - it’s for more and more and more.
Got to be ready, got to be willing, got to be able to face the day.
As the storm passes over, when the storm passes over, while the storm grinds away.
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I took this song to the weekly ‘plug ‘n play’ last night. The music night is always there, sometimes quiet, sometimes not. Nobody is there to get drunk and a love of music links us all. I don’t go every week - more a ‘as the spirit moves me.’ .... and quite often I can’t quite find that spirit for any number of reasons.
I’m not a good musician - and I know it’s all relative - but it hasn’t mattered as, over time, people have been very willing to get up and join me. As I’m not an entertainer nor am I looking for fame and fortune, this active willingness allows for ‘the sum is greater than the parts’ to evolve and to do so naturally..... ego doesn’t ‘play’ at all when it comes to music so I still have to invite others to join in.
A tiny triangular stage doesn’t fit us all and Belinda looks brightly at me as she says ‘We’ve got an ensemble.’
I gave the lyrics out to keyboard and flute because I wanted intelligent response as to meaning or otherwise conveyed.
I got it.
Many of the people there are solo. Not looking for a partner but looking for a quality of connection.
The song was fine - I left plenty of spaces and threw the first verse in again, as a last verse - partly because very few listen to lyrics closely in such an environment but also because three chords are plenty for flute and keyboard to sing their notes and have fun.
I play my renditions of ‘Throw your arms around me’ and Leonard Cohen’s ‘Halleluiah’ and our set of three songs is finished.
Keyboard player and I ‘have a chat’ and he observes that the world has seen storms before - Empires come and go - but that what is happening now is very different.
Without a music night, I’d have no social activity or almost none and I’d be fine with that but there’s an imperative at work which pushes me out of my comfort zone and says ‘Use the gifts you’ve got and are developing regardless of how small you see them.’
I find meaning here, there and everywhere. Sometimes I extract it and sometimes I put it in.
More often than not I sweat it to find it even when it’s staring me in the face.