This is the third of 5 Original songs, and it goes by the name of “She freaks”. It came out of an afternoon of experimental jamming with my pal “Steve Morgan”. I had the outline for the song beforehand, and by the end of the day we had all the necessary elements. A composition about two partners who were very different. One partner was laid back and relaxed, and the other would go into a rage at the drop of a pin. Some people can identify with this situation, and it can be the other way around to. Take a listen and make your own mind up.
Jeff Edwards and Steve Morgan - She freaks
Another no show on the album, but still a good song in my eyes. Maybe because there was such a large choice, and the production wasn’t really up to scratch. Fifteen songs did make the grade though, and you can check out most of them by visiting my website:
My Dad. Part 7.
Nan always adored my father. Regardless of all the things he did. Just about everyone else in the family were angels compared to him. He was a loveable rogue. I was unaware of his existence until I was 18 years old. After I found out, I pondered over it for a little while and then left it until I was 21. I traced him through Lily, my Grandmother. Someone else I hadn’t met. I found out where she lived and just went and knocked on her door. I didn’t really know what to think as I was waiting outside the door. I used to watch families being reunited on TV shows. The tears and everything, but I have to say that I felt very little emotion at all. The only feeling in me was that I was curious. When the door opened I was greeted with a little white haired lady who just said “Hello”. I think I said something like “Hello, are you Lily?”. To which she replied yes. I then said to her “I’m John’s son. Jeffrey”. She just smiled and invited me in. That was surprising. The neighbourhood she lived in wasn’t the most secure I’d seen. I could have been an unsavoury character, but she just invited me inside. Maybe she saw the resemblance. I have been informed on more than one occasion that my father and I look alike. She put the kettle on, and got the biscuits and old photographs out to view. During my visit, she called my father on the telephone to arrange a meeting with me in a local public house. Amazing with hindsight because he avoided other offspring.
The time finally came to meet my father. I made my way to the pub. First entering into the wrong bar. When I finally went into the right bar, there was a crowd of people in the corner, and he was among them. I just walked straight up to him and said “Hello Dad”, and gave him a little hug. For me, there was virtually no emotion in that embrace. After all, this is first time I’d encountered this person. He was a stranger in my eyes. He was quite nervous, but after the introduction the mood changed into a party mood.
There’s more on his life in future posts. Plus some celebrity stuff too.
To be continued…….
It’s Youtube time again. Here’s the latest numbers.
There’s 970 subscribers so far. Ooh it’s getting so close the the ever important 1k barrier.
The channel viewings keep on rising. Now up to 22,617.
The viewing figures for all my videos is currently increasing at well over 1,000 a day and now stands at 382,179.
My next video is another collaboration song with a great Swedish keyborad player going by the name of “Ulf”!