Danger Man

Out of curiosity, what's wrong with this rendition? It's only gotten one thumbs up on my YT channel and I'm wondering what it is that people don't like about it. Is it the non-traditional arrangement, the guitar, vocal or what? At this point I'm probably going to take it down. I seriously want to know. Thanks.

Not my kind of music but you did it quite well and have great vocal range. (Wish I did!)

A bit heavy on the reverb but otherwise nicely done!

You did very well with it as usual Renee, but I'm not a Jack Johnson fan. "She gives me presents with her presence. . . ." is cringe inducing for me! 🤪

LITTLE COUNTRY CHURCH by Fred Field & Chuck Girard 1971 Little country church on the edge of town Doo-do-do-dn-do-do-do People comin' everyday from miles around For meetin's and for Sunday school Chorus: And it's very plain to see It's not the way it used to be Preacher isn't talkin' 'bout religion no more He just wants to praise the Lord People aren't as stuffy as they were before They just want to praise the Lord They're talkin' 'bout revival and the need for love That little church has come alive Workin' with each other for the common good Puttin' all the past aside Long hair, short hair, some coats and ties People finally comin' around Lookin' past the hair and straight into the eyes People finally comin' around ~~~ We used to sing this song all the time when I was in high school during the Jesus Movement days in the mid 70's---the best days of my life and the only time I was ever truly happy. This was written by Fred Field and Chuck Girard when they were in the band, Love Song. It was on the group's first album in 1972.

“THE LAST THING ON MY MIND” There’s a lesson too late in the learnin’ Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul was turnin’ In your hand, in your hand Chorus: Are you going away with no word of farewell? Will there be not a trace left behind? Well, I could have loved you better, didn’t mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind You’ve got reasons aplenty for goin’ This I know, this I know For the weeds have been steadily growin’ Please don’t go, please don’t go Chorus As I lie here awake in the mornin’ And think of you, think of you Each song in my breast dies a’bornin’ Without you, without you Chorus ~~~ The guitar is tuned down a whole step but with a capo on at the 2nd fret so it is essentially in standard tuning.

Boy, that was great Mister Asologuitar. As good as James' version.

I think it's the singers who have interesting voices rather than those who can do vocal gymnastics that can make people sit up and take notice. David Clayton-Thomas, Paul Thorne, Noel Paul Stookey, even Chris Smither etc.

Some people think of this as a suicide song but it's just a man probably exaggerating for effect to let us know how full of despair his life is. I can well relate though. At any rate it's a very well written song in every way. For the guitar buffs, this is a baritone guitar tuned from A to A and I have a capo at the 2nd fret. Tuning it down puts more slack in the strings, making it easy to play because these strings are thick! Sorry I didn't get the guitar in the video frame very well. I kind of blew the solo anyway. I shouldn't have played off the cuff on it quite so much. Hopefully I'll have something more original for you in a couple of weeks. "Alone Again (Naturally)" by Gilbert O'Sullivan In a little while from now If I'm not feeling any less sour I promise myself to treat myself And visit a nearby tower And climbing to the top Will throw myself off In an effort to Make it clear to whoever Wants to know what it's like when you're shattered Left standing in the lurch at a church Were people saying, My God, that's tough She stood him up No point in us remaining We may as well go home As I did on my own Alone again, naturally To think that only yesterday I was cheerful, bright and gay Looking forward to who wouldn't do The role I was about to play But as if to knock me down Reality came around And without so much as a mere touch Cut me into little pieces Leaving me to doubt Talk about, God in His mercy Oh, if he really does exist Why did he desert me In my hour of need I truly am indeed Alone again, naturally It seems to me that There are more hearts broken in the world That can't be mended Left unattended What do we do What do we do Alone again, naturally Looking back over the years And whatever else that appears I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing to hide the tears And at sixty-five years old My mother, God rest her soul Couldn't understand why the only man She had ever loved had been taken Leaving her to start With a heart so badly broken Despite encouragement from me No words were ever spoken And when she passed away I cried and cried all day Alone again, naturally Alone again, naturally

Well these days I'd rather fight Neil Young! Nice to hear you sing anything Rene. Outstanding job my friend.

Ha! I was just sitting, playing this song on my guitar this morning. I love it. You did a great job Rene, as usual.

Actually I heard a DJ talk about the song once as being about a drug trip, horse being the street name for heroin. A trip through the dessert where you're feeling no pain suddenly made great sense! 🙃

"Leave Her, Johnny, Leave Her" A nice, old sea shanty about sailors coming home from a long voyage and having to leave the ship (her) ~~~ Well, I thought I heard the old man say Leave her, Johnny, leave her It's a long, hard pull till your next pay day And it's time for us to leave her Chorus: Leave her, Johnny, leave her Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her For the voyage is done and the winds don't blow And it's time for us to leave her Oh the skipper was bad, but the mate was worse Leave her, Johnny, leave her He would cut you down with a spike or a curse And it's time for us to leave her Chorus Oh, pull you lubbers or you'll get no pay Leave her, Johnny, leave her Oh, pull you lubbers and then be lay And it's time for us to leave her Chorus Ah well, now it’s time for to say goodbye Leave her, Johnny, leave her Those pilings, they are drawing nigh And it's time for us to leave her Chorus

Man Paul Simon was deep at a young age. He was really the only guy who could compete on equal footing with Bob Dylan back then. Well done again Rene. I like almost all the songs you pick and enjoy your performances of them.