https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/the-girl-i-need-to-know Imagine if we were actually more then just two souls passing in the night what if a huge spark of love decided to ignite that hunger in your eyes each time you take a glance at me what if our hearts became like Siamese twins setting all our loneliness free with a passionate connection that was always meant to be always meant to be…. I sit here sipping my martini wishing you were next me while you’re nursing your Long Island tea seeking healing I can see the need for something more than just a last call, one night quickies this bar is just a human mall where love’s acquired when you’re tipsy but you are something more than just such sleazy kind of dealings if I could just get next to you I’d reveal all my feelings the jukebox wails a sad love dirge while we sit and dream that we might merge into something more than just a purge creating hope where there was just an urge I’m walking towards you but my feet are backward for some damn reason I’m afraid that THE SAME DAMN THING WILL BECOME THE SAME damn THING WHEN WE GREET A BRAND NEW DAY SIDE BY SIDE IN MY MOST LONELY room AS YOU QUIETLY SLIP AWAY. The lonely gather nightly for their anesthesia the barkeep is a pharmacist seeking only to please ya, but when that last call comes snapping us out of the nirvana we are in, we have to hit floor and hit the door and start all over again the next night let’s make tonight our first call fleeing this human mall of pain I promise I won’t use you for some drunken, lustful gain perhaps we’ll get a cup of coffee something flavorful and frothy till we’re both a lot less groggy then we’ll communicate in a far more sobering way why we could share sweet love the kind we’re dreaming of Imagine if we could actually be more then just two souls passing in the night as a huge spark of love decided to ignite that hunger in your eyes cause you chose to take a chance with me allowing our hearts to became like Siamese twins setting all our loneliness free with a passionate connection that was always meant to be always meant to be….Baby It’s 2:00 A.M must we be lonely again or can you just imagine being two as one for all the nights that have yet to come and all the days that we have begun Our incredible Journey in love. . Music created, played and arranged By- Muhammed Aqib Jamil-©-2019 Vocals, Lyrics, and melody line by- Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2019

The shadow box for Denise's son.

14 days in the beautiful wild of nature, much inspiration and peace.

my son's first album

where I left my car in my past life.....

Putting a face on my music which has been too long anonymous!-LOL

my proud Grandma and Grandpa

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https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/april-30th-2020-worst-case-scenario-by-niteshift-mf-blowers-iii https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsical...ase-scenario-by-niteshift-mf-blowers-iii April 30th, 2020-Worst Case Scenario! I woke up this morning and I went outside to an alien landscape that made me want to hide... but it couldn't be denied. In the midst of a lovely Springtime on a warm and sunny day there was no one anywhere around they had each chosen to stay sheltered in their sterile habitats sharing no fun and no labor. Cause I looked all up and down my street and didn’t see one neighbor. I wanted to jump in my car and flee this strange behavior but my town was in a lockdown cause they’d yet to find a savior. . And the stats on those who’d died headed towards numbers that were greater then the black plague that sent 50 million souls to their creator. We're all prisoners to a virus in a massive worldwide crisis with a dry form of bronchitis and a fever that ignites us like a match it strikes and bites us. it’s always been right here beside us but with a speed that was unrighteous it stole the air that once supplied us with no cure to put inside us Taking the humble and the pious it knows no race nor creed or bias we're suffering so much that’s denied us and our leaders can’t advise us cause most of them met their demises. And though it doesn’t wish for us to die, because it craves a living host there are many who will not survive isolated till they're ghosts. But we knew that this was coming and yet nobody sat discussing on how we’d handle such a pummeling where good folks would be succumbing Just lots of fumbling and bumbling with disbelievers shrugging and politicians mumbling promises that they would try to protect the populations from all fading with a sigh and will we sadly see them hugging family members as they die? Yet the real question is WHY???? for far too long the risks of such pandemics were denied. it’s the 21st Damn Century it was always evidentiary Scientist knew that eventually we would be in the trajectory of a viruses cruel treachery but our leaders chose to wait and see cause the costs might drain their treasuries. was it worth the savings paid for in the lives lost and those yet to be? So we sit home swapping memories of just how good... life used to be isolated from humanity while other folks die randomly and the next statistic tragically might be part of your family or maybe even you and me! I hope this is something I don't see. While others live on frugally until perhaps eventually vaccines will be reality then we will all, at last, be free to go back to normality. But viruses sleep patiently we must learn from this catastrophe or will we live in apathy with no path to immunity of what has yet to come, We must prepare and be aware and do what must be done to stop viruses in their tracks before they poison far too fast the next one might be worse in fact... a far more deadly one . Mother Nature often culls the herds But culling us is quite absurd Technology must work on cures that they all know will heal for sure set aside designing other crap!! and catch this virus in a trap I am not big on eternal naps I’ll be glad to pay a virus tax’ to keep this monkey off our backs. Please don’t let more months and years elapse Vote for those whose plans will have impact! to stop vicious, viral attacks, it just might work.... perhaps…..?? but I'd rather die, knowing they tried far harder than the last time nations cried when Corona came & ruled world wide ~ Author's Notes: ~ Folks, I'm praying this poem's fiction. it is not a true prediction but if it causes any friction I'm just a poet, that's my mission and my heart is truly wishing that we'll reach a benediction of this plague, we won't be missing! I'll see you all on the flipside...God willing. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Stellar music played & produced by Niteshift-©-2020 Vocals & Lyrics by-Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2020 "Godspeed to all who are ill, and eternal peace to those who have died." April 30th, 2020

I Can't Feel My Face Anymore?? April 25th, 2020 I woke up that morning sometime five weeks away where I walked outside and I sadly found an alien landscape that made me want to run or hide... but it couldn't be denied in the midst of a lovely Springtime on a warm and sunny day there was no one anywhere around they had all chosen to stay sheltered in their sterile habitats sharing no fun and no labor. Cause I looked all up and down my street and I didn’t see one neighbor. I wanted to jump in my car and flee this alien behavior but my town was in a lockdown cause they’d yet to find a savior. . And the stats on those who’d died exceeded numbers that were greater then the black plague that sent 50 million souls to their creator. We're all prisoners to a virus in a massive worldwide crisis with a dry form of bronchitis and a fever that ignites us like a match it strikes and bites us. Taking the humble and the pious it knows no race nor creed or bias it’s always been right here beside us but with a speed that was unrighteous it stole the air that once supplied us with no cure to put inside us we're suffering so much that’s denied us and our leaders can’t advise us cause they too met their demises. And though it doesn’t wish for us to die, because it craves a living host there are many who will not survive isolated till they're ghosts But we knew that this was coming and yet nobody sat discussing on how we’d handle such a pummeling where good folks would be succumbing Just lots of fumbling and bumbling with the disbelievers shrugging and the politicians mumbling promises that they would try will we sadly see them hugging family members as they die? Yet the real question is WHY???? it was always evidentiary it’s the 21st Damn Century Scientist knew that eventually we would be in the trajectory of a viruses cruel treachery but our leaders chose to wait and see cause the costs might drain their treasuries. So we sit home swapping memories of just how good... life used to be isolated from humanity while other folks elsewhere die randomly and the next statistic tragically might be part of your family or maybe even you and me! I hope this is something I don't see. While others live on frugally until perhaps eventually vaccines will be reality then we will all, at last, be free to go back to normality. But viruses sleep patiently we must learn from this catastrophe or will we live in apathy with no path to immunity of what has yet to come, We must prepare and be aware and do what must be done to stop viruses in their tracks before they poison far too fast the next one might be worse in fact... a far more deadly one . Mother Nature often culls the herds But culling us is quite absurd Technology must work on cures that they all know will heal for sure set aside designing other crap!! and catch this virus in a trap I am not big on eternal naps I’ll be glad to pay a virus tax’ to keep this monkey off our backs. Please don’t let more months and years elapse Vote for those whose plans will have impact!!!! to stop vicious, viral attacks, it just might work.... perhaps…..?? but I'd rather die, knowing they tried far harder than the last time nations cried when Corona ruled world wide Author's Notes: Folks I'm praying this poem's fiction. it is not a true prediction but if it causes any friction I'm just a poet, that's my mission and my heart is truly wishing that we'll reach a benediction of a plague, we won't be missing! I'll see you all on the flipside... God willing. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2020 Godspeed to all who are ill and to those who have died..

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsical...to-the-music-next-of-kin-by-combstead-me Back In 1942, in a small town in Kentucky a mining disaster claimed the lives of thirty men who were unlucky. But then there was a miracle that rivaled stories biblical a struggle so formidable by one fortunate individual Who didn’t have a chance in hell he was already in it in the bowels of earth that swallowed him already lost to the cynics But far above his faithful wife stood praying with clenched fists for God to save her husband’s life She was a true die-hard Baptist. But the bosses they all shook their heads they knew time was of the essence and if there were recoveries the remains would not be pleasant But I am here to share with you the story of his plight the pluck of a man who wouldn’t give up and his fight to just survive... It goes like this..... An anguished cry...a shattering roar then tons of rocks crash to the floor workers above watch terrified with certainty, the men have died. But from below there comes a cry a man who won't give up and die, he screams amidst the grisly dead with thoughts of freedom in his head. The air is choked with dust and gas he must work fast to clear a pass he lunges forward numb with shock, stripping bare flesh while clawing rock. His bloody fingers pay no mind they dig and claw at all they find, moving upward through the pit inching forward...bit..by...bit. Around him many corpses lay with eyes that seemed to mock his way. for they'd escaped the tunnel's gloom and left him there to face his doom. He hates them all.. they can't help fight him in this flight to life and light he turns his back on friends he'd known, to plow and hammer his way home. Above.... the crews, like blinded moles by guesswork drill their frantic holes, someday they too could share this fate they whisper prayers for their trapped mate. But deep with the bowels of Hell the air grows thin....his lungs grew frail, and though some progress is beginning, Death sits beside him...calmly grinning. Flat on his back he gasps for air Death hovers now..he does not care, his eyes begin to close in sleep, to join those trapped below... so deep. to join those trapped below so deep. But memories of bright city lights, the taste of waters cool delight his wife and children fill his sight, so once again he turns to fight. Then suddenly to his surprise a star erupts to blind his eyes, a thousand arms reach in to grasp, and pull him from death's wicked clasp. He later wakes in a sterile place with Earth's vomit cleansed from his face ~ and now immune from all his fears for the men who died he sheds a tear. (repeat last line) (repeat last line) Next of Kin he sheds a tear. Stellar music by Combstead-©-2020 Vocals & lyrics by-Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2020

Music taken from: "Upside Down". by Combstead-©-2020 Title- "Space Dead!!" ©-2020-Matthew F. Blowers III Somewhere far above us. in the gaps between the stars that we cherish in the wee hours Lies a junkyard, free-floating above our over inhabited planet, whose occupants know little about the expulsion of their own kind, left virtually invisible above their atmosphere in the atmosphere.... Here in the grasping reach of the immense gravity of this planet third from its bright star, lie the remains of explorations gone bad...gone bad Each continuously spinning in orbit, in various stages of decomposition and decay What a way to die...ie..... Trapped in empty shells of heat resistant metals, radiating a glint of long-past glory, at that time when they rocketed and burst forth between the clouds, touching just the hem of God's domain. But each were claimed beneath the sweeping pull of fates wrath. on their fateful paths In the shadowed darkness of their holds, lie effigies of sacrifice, iced by methane and carbon dioxide after they breathed their last. in their tragic gasp. Chimps whose jaws remain locked in a perpetual scream of horror they were smart enough to escape the safety harnesses but not the tin they were canned in and they are now just bones that mark their final struggles. Seven dogs in 7 capsules sit frozen in rigor mortise four limbs strapped tight leashed to their frigid kennel and each perfectly preserved And perhaps their howls still echo confined within the deepest corners of their airless coffins. their airless coffins still echo confined within the deepest corners of their airless coffins. Man's best friends tricked to death when they were launched to test all the waters of unknown, long before men dared to brave the space above earth But sadder still in some other time capsules, reclined in frozen solid poses are the C o s m o n a u t s. and believe me they are "NOT" in the cosmos anymore Sent up by Mother Russia to find fame, but some mere miscalculations set them loose, into an endless travelogue of death. Like Post Modern Flying Dutchmen, s a i l i n g o n forevermore, their eyes wide open, staring at the stars. It was here that their souls rocketed onward to even higher realms and left the flesh shells of their failure far behind. Their remains hurl onward in orbits with no trajectory in mind, until the Earth eventually reclaims its own, cremating all of the remnants of that age. Outcasts who were scrapbooked deep in space, to bookmark the goals of earthbound dreamers, each one a chapter of despair, undocumented Men who dared to breach the mystery, but discovered that not all that goes up, must come down. must come down And so in a sad parade of metal floats, they serve tp remind us that immortality can paint a cruel picture in the flesh long after souls are set free. Long Forgotten by the masses far below, who know that space is dead but do not know that there are also dead in space as well. Each condemned to circle the earth for far too many years in an airless hell not of their own making Somewhere far above us. in the gaps between the stars that we cherish in the wee hours lies a graveyard, free-floating of all the brave they could not save buried in space forevermore *What the Hell was it all for "What the Hell was it all for forevermore. Stellar music, arrangement and composing by-Combstead-©-2020 Vocals, melody line & lyrics by- Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2020 “Enjoy The Ride!”

Landkjenning. 32 days on a Longship on a journey that was meant to be a short in 1052 during just another year of Odin’s conquests by our blades but we float Mast less, in this leaking vessel, our massive sail in tatters with holes too numerous, burned through its massive surface from flaming arrows launched Thus we endure a much smaller sail pieced and knotted together from our clothes to what rigging and lines we have left but it barely catches the wind With only three men left to man the oars of twenty-four and 12 men left far too badly injured from the battle we fought our navigation is tenuous at best. We fought bravely and boldly but we were outnumbered and overwhelmed as they lay siege to our craft but many of them also float face down in the icy sea. and thus they fled from our fervor. 10 of our dead lie at peace in the depths of the Baltic Sea with no flaming pyres to send them off and no boats to cradle our most noble warriors I am but one of the three who remain starving and extremely thirsty with all our supplies exhausted, for the journey planned had not required stocking much. but that choice has left us down to consuming our own urine and soon our bodies will be depleted of even that. Only fish blood and rainwater caught have kept us strong this long but the fish have gone scarce and the sun has burned for days now a furnace till we have become the roasted flesh that we each crave for. Even the bodies of our enemies stored and then dragged aboard fresh from the frigid sea and dried in the blazing sun, has been sliced free of all useable flesh and meat and devoured by all who were still breathing days ago when all of our stock of any food was gone The taste of one’s enemy is sweetened by victory but this was no triumph. We are a floundering vessel holding three who are not hearty and 12 who are dying slowly….but inevitably. On this longboat I long for a view of the shore, any shore but the endless waves mock such possibilities for us all. This boat will become perhaps our own coffins, a mausoleum for 15 corpses sinking slowly into oblivion forever. I lay down my weary bones my tongue cleaving to the roof of my mouth two useless, bone dry, appendages and my gut is wrenched with the pain of my body consuming what little fat and muscle I have left. Night eventually falls once more and the silence aboard is only broken by the sighs of men dying from their wounds dying...dying from their wounds Sleep brings me a temporal release, but Morgenstund comes hard One has no desire to rise to the absence of all creature comforts but to give up is to perish. I lift my 100 lb head over the the side of the longboat to vomit nothing and then suddenly I see in the distance a grey and green blur and I note that the current is moving us slowly in that direction Landkjenning which has cruelly eluded us is now drawing near I do not care whose land or what shore it might before it is a paradise awaiting those of us that can still savor it. Only two of the twelve injured are roused by my shouts and my fellow sufferers of this perilous voyage are feebly dancing across the deck with joy Njord has blessed us at long last and if enemies await us on the shoreline we will make sacrifices to his glory even with our last, dying breath. But the beach is empty and we will live to see another day. Then as the prow of our longship scrapes like dead men’s teeth against the sand, my eyes moisten and shed salty liquid much like what I could not drink throughout our voyage of the damned. My eyes bleed saltwater for my comrades who I have lost and I kiss the ground for them. There is much work to do to become seaworthy again. We will need more men, perhaps captured slaves and then we can be on our way. So now I must close this mental log that has sustained me and rejoin the living Ha det oh, cruel death….you did not claim me……. and I fear you less now. ©-2019-Ingvar Tautra & Matthew F. Blowers III

Like a song without an ending all that’s noteworthy is lost in its eternal revolutions that same old story comes with cost. All that’s beautiful since time began must eventually meet its end but while it beautifies as God has planned it benefits the world but then it’s gone…………… and those who loved it must move on………. It’s another endless ending and a cold-hearted befriending of your love you shared with me Don’t know why I keep pretending my loss of you is not impending it is beyond all-comprehending. can’t you see….. You have been hot, then lukewarm turned to cold loving you is like a bath in all your tears that might be crocodile leaving me bitten by your wrath. You keep me waiting for your better side but you are like a Rubik’s cube the colors of your moods keep twisting me into a very lonely dude. why don’t you set me… free or just simply make a long habit out of loving me Perhaps our love is beyond mending the song in my heart has been shredding from joy to discord representing the chaos you’ve brought to my life it’s cutting me like a sharp knife……. and I can find no peace in your staccato love when it is sliced to pieces rationed out that’s not what a true love is all about. and it is not what I’ve been dreaming of……. it’s become a jigsaw puzzle with some pieces gone leaving a very beautiful picture of bliss marred with gaping holes and aching souls filled with sorrow and emptiness….. There are endings without endings fairy tales of love that does come true promising forever and a day but I’m not finding that with you and I’m left feeling way too blue… I am an astronaut who’s lost in space tumbling in limbo’s icy grip you were my tether but you cut me loose to many times….baby I can’t take it and there’s no point in trying to fake it the trust I had in you has slipped too far below true love or just friendship and I’ve got nothing left to recommit I am an astronaut who’s lost in space tumbling in limbo’s icy grip you were my tether but you cut me loose to many times….baby I can’t take it Like a song without an ending this one ends with me cause I can't keep loving you baby you've got to set me free I don't want an endless ending Between you and me, I just wanted a beginning can't you see? that's just the way it's has to be you've got to set me free cause you don't me baby I can tell, you don't want me it's plain to see.... you don't want me...... Stellar music by-Ingvar Tautra-©-2020 vocals and lyrics by-Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2020

Summer Sheep Meadows \\\///~August 15th, 1969~\\\/// I remember my Woodstock days though some of it’s still foggy from that haze of hemp and its strong skunk stench plus other highs that left me groggy. Just seventeen in those fields of green at a farm that they called Yasgurs among a half a million I stood sheepishly A flower child in his dairy cow pastures. We were all like sheep shaggy and unkempt living on a grass-based diet snug in blankets of wool cause the nights got cool where we loved everyone unbiased. All herded together, from society shorn to the straights, we all were strange, shockers celebrating the music in a world left war-torn of Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Joe Cocker. I was on the lam, I’d run away from home cause my life there was a total bummer they castrated my dreams and the music I played so I found paradise that Summer Sharing a brief escape from the boring Norms with tickets made of acid blotter escaping the draft and its bone-chilling storms that sent young dreamers off to be fodder that sent young dreamers off to be fodder. Yet sadly so many young men who returned would be sent off to government slaughter in one of it’s greatest bungles in Vietnam’s jungles leaving many grieving parent's eyes watered. They traded Woodstock’s sweet peace for the wood stock’s of rifle in a long fight for survival. and 58,000 men’s lives would cease in a conflict that wound up with retreat But some folks up near Yasgurs famous farm in New York Have observed some strange sightings that they seldom report the spirits of soldiers gather late for three nights in the midst of those fields where they once found delight celebrating sweet peace before they all were lost fighting for the same damn thing at a terrible cost, and the spirits of Hendrix Janis Joplin and Cocker Play a much smaller concert for these lambs to the slaughter for these lambs to the slaughter for these lambs to the slaughter that ends before sunrise at a most haunting time from August 15th to the 18th just like 1969……. just like 1969 “Godspeed my brothers Godspeed, Peace to you and yours forever……” Phenomenal music by- Ingvar Tautra-©-2020 Lyrics & vocals by- Matthew Frederick Blowers III- ©-2020

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/corresponding Corresponding. We went from pondering each other with our hungry eyes corresponding our intentions to eventually being enveloped in each other's arms enjoying the reality of love’s sweetest delivery your feelings expressed, scribbled in scarlet across the bend of your lips with gentle, coaxing smiles while my needs were expressed in body English always leaning towards where you were and away from the loneliness stamped on my face I was the kind of male you had always hoped to get and you were the surprise but complete package left on my heart’s doorstep Thankfully, the postman was Cupid and he was not stupid he knew we were meant for each other Communication is the life source for love without it, two who are seeking it find it becomes long past due and I knew when I first saw you that I had to woo you with more than just words a passing glance or one, long slow dance I had to create an attachment between us that would guarantee your eager reply to what my heart was sending you befriending you and transcending all those who you have written off from your love’s passed on into the Dear John’s, Joes and Tom’s. and now we both correspond in passionate promises and whispered sighs before we go to bed and when we rise, making small talk into immense volumes of poetic bliss that only true lovers can share postmarked in our eyes for all the rest of their lives, What could be better than this? Perhaps just your delight at this song that I have chronicled for you sent straight from my fingertips and my lips which you now eagerly bend to seal with your kiss........ "I Love You." Music created, played and arranged by-Ingvar Tautra-©-2020 Vocals, lyrics & melody line by- Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Outta Me Business!!---by-Colonel D. Denton & Matthew F. Blowers III You’re a beautiful Girl except for your nebby nose though it’s perfectly sculpted it nosiness blows and though I love you dearly I think its time I propose before we go any further into a sleeper or a keeper I don’t need to hear beepers or the tone on my phone ten or twenty times daily wondering where did I go asking when I’ll be home., I don’t need another mother hey, baby I’m fully grown nosing your way out of my life and leaving us both alone. Ya gotta stay outta me business try not to be so suspicious cause you’re so damn delicious but your doubts make me grimace I suppose if we kiss more your nose will be far too busy trying to fit around mine and you’ll be far too giddy to be checking me business when I’m not around I’ve got to find a solution when you’re spying I frown They say possession is nine tenths of the laws that we follow, but your possessiveness beats that in me business you wallow. I want you to be mine but I’m too busy avoiding all the ways that you hound me that’s not love…it’s annoying! So I’ll give you a taste of your own medicine and I’ll see how you like it when I’m as meddlesome! and I think in a week you’ll be back in my arms with a nose that no longer goes sniffing out false alarms Some emotional Rhinoplasty might do the trick when you see how it feels to be a carrot on a stick I’ll buy me a drone that gonna dog you all day till you run and you beg me to take it away I’m not planning to leave you Cause I love you so much you’re the gal that I long for but your nose is a crutch so we’ll see how things work out with me in your business then we’ll kiss and make up sharing sweetest forgiveness. yeah we’ll kiss and makeup and share a love full of richness. Cause you’re a beautiful Girl except for your nebby nose though it’s perfectly sculpted it nosiness blows and though I love you dearly I think its time I propose before we go any further into a sleeper or keeper I don’t need to hear beepers or the tone on my phone ten or twenty times daily wondering where did I go asking when I’ll be home. I hope I’ve made my pain known Don’t want to leave you alone I want you to be my own my Queen on a throne Music created, played & arranged by- Colonel D. Denton-©-2019 Vocals, Lyrics and melody line by- Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Summer Calls Me finis Summer Calls Me. Summer Calls me to flee sun scorched earth and find rebirth in the place we all came from where all life emerged Seeking beautiful curls and a warm salty kiss with adrenaline rushes filling my soul with bliss as I master the surf with a face full of mirth Spewed from its hard grasp in a powerful surge delivering me smoothly from its huge swollen girth I sail through the air like the seagulls that soar with my umbilical cord hooked up tight to my board full of dents and dings scored till I breech sandy shores. Then I paddle back out hoping I don’t get spanked By an axed lip that wipes out me walking my plank hoping for a huge bomb that is just a bit snarly something tricky and gnarly with a roar like a Harley…. “Yeah!!” With a wave real close to peril as I soar through its barrel visible on the beach in my neon apparel. where the groms jaws all drop and the rips all applaud tethered to wax and grit as I slot like a god…… Till the curl peters out and I hit the beach standing looking back right away for a wave more demanding There’s no rush in the world that can cure my obsession of hanging ten on a board in a balanced connection to the crest of a wave but it demands perfection as it falls from ascension where you must pay attention and ride like the extension of a fin on a shark it’s a heavenly profession or just done on a lark, But if you succeed on those waves that you chase you will find sweet redemption when you conquer a wave you’ll know joy that’s enormous with a huge rigor mortised silly grin on your face. then you’ll turn right around and go back to that space where that last huge wave launched you into a heavenly place but beware as you paddle out on your next big wave chase it might simply just taunt you and quickly erase… all of your pre-flight plans as it tosses and slams you face first in the sand where you’ll be kissing some clams. Start on boogie boards first learn how waves are dispersed then move up to the big board knowing you’ll be submersed drinking salt water cocktails most will go up your nose and when your tired of choking It’s almost time I suppose belly up and then squat till you master the art then try standing, understanding waves hurt, they can smart but with sheer determination and a bit of true grit one day you will rise up and stay standing on it till you reach that far shore and you yell “Holy Shit! then you’ll know that you’ve made it as you stand in the sun and become just another California Beach Bum!!!! Music created, played and arranged by- Hajime Hyakkoku–©-2019 Lyrics, vocals and melody line by- Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 Enjoy the ride!!!!

There will be no friends for you. no one left you can share if you use and abuse them and you’re never there when they need you to care like a good friend should and a life without Homies is no damn good. That kind of loneliness will eat your soul raw as you stand and you watch them all quickly withdraw talking behind their backs always jacking your Jaw violating the rules of the true friendship law… There’s an end found in Friend it’s the fourth, fifth and sixth letters found in that title that destroys your friendship and you will not be sailing on that ship with your mates you’ll be left six feet under on your funeral date with no one standing over the grave you’ll inhabit No one weeping or wailing your best friends will be maggots. if you mess with their lover you’d best go undercover lest you feel rage’s thunder and you’re shot by a mugger a former friend you made suffer he’ll kill you and he’ll snuff her. Don’t take money from friends it’ll ruin your memory soon enough you’ll be left broke and reduced to sheer beggary. Don’t you dare offer drugs that will leave them addicted till their craving for highs sends them at you vindictive with plans that are wicked. I speak from experience I’ve sacrificed friends On the altar of greed and there are no amends. I’ve fallen to lust and left two love’s divided breaking their bond of trust and my skull was broadsided when his fists both collided. cause my views were short sighted Cherish all of your friends treat them all like their blood like you treat your own mother or your name will be mud. Fuck with friends and be judged keep the faith in your hood or you’ll wind up no good. your gonna wind up no good. Beat & Trap Written, Performed and Arranged by- the Stellar--J. A Prod. Beat. ©-2019 Vocals, Lyrics and Melody line by Matthew Frederick Blowers III _(c)-2019 Enjoy and cherish all of your friends. https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/there-will-be-no-friends-by-j-a-prod-beat-matthew-frederick-blowers-iii

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/on-a-sultry-august-night-by-sepe-matthew-frederick-blowers-iii It’s a sultry August night with the light at the cusp of dusk and the sky is a sapphire upside down bowl that matches the bottomless hole in my soul that is so damn Blue It’s a beautiful scene but it’s faulty cause my life without you is so paltry since you’ve traded my love for adultery and there’s so little left I can do except go on without you. The artist in me wants to repaint this scene with a huge brush that’s dipped in a palette that drips from the tears that have slipped from my now bone dry eyes…. change it all to view that would far more true to the mood I exude Stormy skies…. lightning flashing hail slashing and thunder that matches the angst in your voice when you told me the reasons for your cold and cruel choice to destroy all our loving and then some for a guy that you said was more handsome but his heart must ugly and your heart’s now a match and he’ll use you like Kleenex till he finds his next catch and then you will standing on some cold winter night wishing it was still August\ back when your love took flight back when you could have chosen My heart which was true instead of taking your detour with a guy whose dumped you as you stand there all frozen by the grief you’ll endure realizing that our love was a whole lot more pure but you let your “Not sure.” push me out of your soul loneliness is no cure It will plague you with pain you will windup where I am In the same kind of hole filled with blues uncontrolled. shedding love comes with tolls trust me baby, I know but since you’ve chosen to go your life without me will be paltry since you’ve traded my love for adultery and there’ll be so little left you can do except wallow in your blues you’ll be due……………………. Stellar Music written, arranged and played by Sepe’s at: Soundcloud.com Vocals, lyrics and melody line by Matthew Frederick Blowers III ©-2019 as a collaboration

I Don’t Want To Leave. We’re standing at your door and you're looking like you want some more and you KNOW that I do I just wanna stay next to you but deadlines and commitments that are long past due are calling me away from the beauty of you Cause I've got duties to do but I don’t want to leave you, baby I just want some more and I can see that you do too I want to move beyond the door into your foyer before my needs become a broiler that consumes me in the flames of passions left denied I want to walk by your side down that hallway that leads me to your inner sanctum your inner sanctum baby….. I know that other guys have reached this point and you just kissed and thanked them and the loss of loving you as they turned and walked away Just smacked them in the ass and spanked them But I Promise you that if you take me to your room I’ll treat you like my bride and I will be your groom and we can both resume what we started on your doorstep till the bliss of love Balloons and sails us far beyond the moon and leaves us lying in its afterglows till tomorrow afternoon as I wallow in your sweet perfume let me wallow baby….. this moments right, it’s opportune Just one key in one lock and all we lust for will come soon just twist and turn that tumbler then we’ll turn and twist and tumble into joys, we’ve never known I don’t want to leave you, baby cold and humble, headed home Tonight’s the night to let our souls take flights beyond all dreams let’s take that trip down lover’s lane Don’t let no “No's” come in between Us both being alone I don’t want to leave you, baby I don’t want to leave you, baby Let me be your toy and play me let me be your toy and play me….. Suddenly you reach up and caress my cheek and then you turn away And I know It’ll be another week till we come back this way and so I head down those long steps that lead me to despair and as I take one long last look Back up to your sweet face you wink at me and share a smile leaving all my blues erased with my ticket to your place I don’t have to leave you, baby though I’ve died and gone to heaven as I dance back up into your arms where our night of passion beckons just a few more steps down that long hall that leads me to your bliss signed, sealed and delivered in your room where we both kiss and share what we’ve both had to miss cause I don’t have to leave you, baby You’ve chosen me to stay…….. you've chosen me to stay.... and I don’t plan to leave you now I may never go away Now that your love has graced me night and day I’ll stay with you baby come what may! Music written, played and arranged by: Colonel D. Denton –©-2019 Vocals, lyrics & melody line by: Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2019 Enjoy the ride.

This One Is For You. This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with these words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all its dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. Cause this world is so full of souls suffering through the same kind of loneliness Their numbers aren’t few. But they sit in their sorrow to damned tired to care… weekends go by unnoticed with them going nowhere Reaching out is the key It takes communication though you’ll suffer some failures That will bring you frustration Because Love can be elusive it turns So many reclusive but if you don’t get out there you won’t be dancing with cupid you’ve got to go to those places where love’s known to frequent Look for eyes that pause on you They too carry your secret with luck you’ll both perceive it. Slip away from depressions add hope to your expressions a warm body’s a blessing when you’re starved for affection Not Quick sex just small talk hold hands and exchange glances enjoying the closeness that is shared when you’re dancing. these are seeds to romancing Love’s not inside books, magazines, T.V. screens and it’s not found online or in your late night dreams You’ve got to get off that couch go where love intervenes join the mix of its chemistry that is brewed by sheer need find a chance to succeed don’t just sit home and bleed. And then someday real soon this Song that was for you will become a sweet tune that was written for two It’s not going to be easy but your easy chair’s worse there’s love waiting for you put you blues in reverse loneliness is curse Grab your wallet or purse You see I speak from experience I grew tired of the weariness of just staying at home and now I’m seldom alone This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with the words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all it’s dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. “The further you reach out the closer love becomes.” Vocals & lyrics by: Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 Phenomenal music and arrangement by: Muhammed Aqil Jamil-©-2019 Picture credit to Pixaby.com for they stellar pics.

A collaboration between Colonel Denton And Matthew F. Blowers III When I saw you standing out by the edge of the dance floor with your outstanding beauty I couldn’t just sit there wide-eyed Ignoring a perfect goddess who must stepped out of the sky. I got an itch in my damn britches and abandoned my what if’s wearing a hole in my brain… then I had a couple shots to dull the facts that I was not even close to playing in your game . Liquid courage filled me quickly and though I knew sometimes it tricked me I was so damn sure that I could put a smile on your face. So I slipped across the floor instead of heading for the door cocksure and so damn eager that my love could offer more. I wanna slow dance with you baby I wanna dance real slow. with no closing time Now wouldn’t that be divine and no last call at all ya know….. Just hours of getting lost in the timeless beauty, you exude I ain't asking for much but the warmth of your touch I just gotta get next to you please forgive me if I’m rude Love’s call begged me to intrude cause I never ever knew a lady who is lovelier than you baby and I can make it up to you Just give gimme a couple of slow dances Cause I’m dying for some of your warm glances Ya know you turn me on….. If you just take a chance we might just find romance before the cold, cold dawn. or slap me in the face and put in me in place and baby just move on. Then she turned to me and said, you’ve gotten deep inside my head and that’s a start for sure Other men all pass me by So sure their not my kind of guy maybe you’ll be the cure Cause I’m tired of being lonely just because guys think that I’m too beautiful for them to even try but then you came along and pitched a plea that was strong it almost made me cry. and I thank you for your bravery being left alone is slavery to the questions… WHY?? So I wanna slow dance with you too I wanna dance real slow. with no closing time Hey, wouldn’t that be divine and no last call at all ya know….. Just hours of getting lost in the charm that you exude I ain't asking for much but the warmth of your touch I just gotta get next to you I want you to hold me tight and make me feel alright for the rest of the night…. for the rest of my life…… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Vocals, Lyrics & melody by- Matthew F. Blowers III Music Played & arrangement by Colonel Denton. Check him out on Sound cloud photo courtesy of pixabay.com

This is a work of fiction...the Turks are all very nice people, who are always welcoming foreigners. This story could have happened many decades ago. There’s a medieval stone tower built-in thirteen forty-eight where she told me I should meet her and she begged me “Don’t be late!” It was used for spotting fires back in seventeen seventeen but the passionate flames that we both shared was a heat it had not seen. I was labeled as a foreigner just a fool in Istanbul who had fallen for this Turkish gal but her father had strict rules Plus she also had six brothers who were built like Huge bronzed Gods and she told me they had found our plan from my texts on her I-pod But I chose to face the odds even though her father had arranged a marriage she despised and I’d find my face all rearranged if I met up with these guys In a town that they call Galata sneaking like a common thief to steal away with the girl I loved against her family's beliefs. Down alleyways at the crack of dawn with just minutes to spare then suddenly I came Upon her brothers standing there They must have seen my latest text that I”d sent her on her phone but I had set a backup plan and I was not alone Imagine all their great dismay when six of my best friends all lean and mean and ex-Marines came walking round the bend. Cause I had an appointment with no time or them to bash me so I left them to the devil dogs and jumped into a taxi. I had two tickets pre-reserved for an airport quite nearby so I had the cab go quick and nab my girlfriend on the fly Her passport was in order thanks to smugglers that I knew So we settled into first-class seats and flew off into the blue. Love can’t be stopped by any rules new or antiquated A show of faith and force will do or use a trick if you need mated Thus happily ever after we both shared our wedded life and she wrote her mother to comfort her saying she was a joyous wife. The moral of my story is Marry only who you want to don’t let family or friends dare sway you their decisions just might haunt you. Music written, played & arranged by- Muhammed Aqib Jamil –©-2019 Vocals, lyrics & melody line by- Matthew F. Blowers III –©-2019

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/the-love-im-giving-you Hey babe, I’ve got a special message for you. You have turned my head in every way and you stole my heart and soul and I want to give you even more that’s what this song is for……… cause I love you, baby..... The love I’m giving you is gonna last forever till the ends of space and time Past the rings of Saturn and the haloes of angels the kind of love only found in fables secure and strong and forever able past the great beyond and then on and on…and on. and on and on. life goes on without you baby, but without you life just goes on and on and on Your eyes, your smile your lips so petulant just begging to be kissed lets set a new record for the longest kiss in history All the other lovers missed cause I love you it’s no mystery. you bring me so much bliss I knew a lot of other girls .but you make them all pale so voluptuous and sexy if I was blind you’d be my Braille your magic babe you hexed me. YOU HEXED ME! And I know you knew other guys who looked at you with hungry eyes but only sought to appetize a main course somewhere else and then left you all by yourself. Our love was forged in a furnace of heat we quenched the fire and it was so damn sweet and you have made my life complete we’ll fan new passions with our bedsheets and from all our blues we’ll find retreat. CAUSE I LOVE YOU FOREVERMORE... IT JUST GOES ON AND ON AND ON AND ON and there'll be no damn door to keep me from you or you form me The love I’m giving you is gonna last forever till the ends of space and time Past the rings of Saturn and the haloes of angels the kind of love only found in fables secure and strong and forever able past the great beyond and then on and on…and on. and on and on. life goes on without you baby, but without you life just goes on and on and on Music arranged, written and played by- Colonel D. Denton-(c)-2019 lyrics, vocals and melody line by- Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

The Girl I Need To Know! movie Imagine if we were actually more then just two souls passing in the night what if a huge spark of love decided to ignite that hunger in your eyes each time you take a glance at me what if our hearts became like Siamese twins setting all our loneliness free with a passionate connection that was always meant to be always meant to be…. I sit here sipping my martini wishing you were next to me while you’re nursing your Long Island tea seeking healing I can see the need for something more than just a last call, one night quickies this bar is just a human mall where love’s acquired when you’re tipsy but you are something more than just such sleazy kind of dealings if I could just get next to you I’d reveal all my feelings the jukebox wails a sad love dirge while we sit and dream that we might merge into something more than just a purge creating hope where there was just an urge I’m walking towards you but my feet are backward for some damn reason, I’m afraid that THE SAME DAMN THING WILL BECOME THE SAME damn THING WHEN WE GREET A BRAND NEW DAY SIDE BY SIDE IN MY MOST LONELY room AS YOU QUIETLY SLIP AWAY. The lonely gather nightly for their anesthesia the barkeep is a pharmacist seeking only to please ya, but when that last call comes snapping us out of the nirvana, we are in, we have to hit the floor and hit the door and start all over again the next night let’s make tonight our first call fleeing this human mall of pain I promise I won’t use you for some drunken, lustful gain perhaps we’ll get a cup of coffee something flavorful and frothy till we’re both a lot less groggy then we’ll communicate in a far more sobering way why we could share sweet love the kind we’re dreaming of Imagine if we could actually be more than just two souls passing in the night as a huge spark of love decided to ignite that hunger in your eyes cause you chose to take a chance with me allowing our hearts to became like Siamese twins setting all our loneliness free with a passionate connection that was always meant to be always meant to be….Baby It’s 2:00 A.M must we be lonely again or can you just imagine being two as one for all the nights that have yet to come and all the days that we have begun Our incredible journey in love. . Music created, played and arranged By- Muhammed Aqib Jamil-©-2019 Vocals, Lyrics, and melody line by- Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2019 Thanks for listening comment if it moves you to.

http://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio In collaboration with Muhammed Aquib Jamil -- A new single that addresses our doonsday yet to come. I'm Standing In An Army!! EEE lo Rach Left, Rach O Left Rach Left, Racho Low… Right Left Racho Lo. I’m standing with an army and nothing can disarm me there are leaders trying to harm me telling lies that they make charming while scientists are alarming all of us to what’s to come We’ve got to leave the tainted right and we’ve got to right what’s left before the world is left bereft as climate changes all progress till populations are distressed it’s not a fact to second guess the whole damn world’s a fucking mess The polar caps are melting fast their not polar bears all wearing caps the rising oceans will not lapse till coastal cities turn to crap with death tolls that won’t be surpassed. Put some coal in your stockings for Christmas this year cause it’s also in your lungs and in the atmosphere bringing carbon dioxide in levels so severe from fossil fuels and government fools who refuse to hear that their greed and all their lobbyist are crushing the world in a toxic fist. but there are many out there who have joined the armies call for a massive revolution before the doubters kill us all take a stand for all the children and their children who will die lest they look back on your memories and demand the answer….Why why did you condemn us mom and dad to a certain death? why do your grandchildren all have trouble taking breaths? why do we all bake or freeze as we move about each day heat strokes killing thousands thousands more are falling prey to a world of endless winter did you not know that we’d be slain. That’s why I’m standing with an army and nothing can disarm me there are leaders trying to harm me telling lies that they make charming while scientists are alarming all of us to what’s to come it’s time to get it done or there’ll be nowhere left to run Join the army, truth’s our gun we need to overthrow the naysayers before cruel climate change has won we all must stand together send these ass clowns on the run who never left the tainted right who never righted what was left and they get left alone left alone in a world bare and bereft and their last breath will mark the death of a planet we so loved. Music played, created and arranged by; Muhammed Aqib Jamil-©-2019 Lyrics, vocals and Melody line by Matthew Frederick Blowers-©-2019

The Journey Of a Musicain. (possible lyrics) We go from hope to simply needing to cope when we fully understand the scope of the battle we face with our backs against the ropes in a fight to succeed as we tumble far too often down failure’s slippery slopes. Till hope itself becomes a stronger rope that pulls us free from the nope's and allows us to find footholds on the treacherous slopes that mark our falls, until at long last we reach that pinnacle we have sought for so long.

Yes I yes I-I-I-I _i want to be with you baby every night and day ya know I want you to stay I have no existence when your love is distant and the path of least resistance Is my admittance to your arms to share all of your sweet charms and if this rings true to your heart too then I guess I should be getting a ring for you’ then we’ll never have to spend time feeling blue we’ll be together in everything we do. yes I Yes I-I-I-I-I want to turn my eyes on you and never see you absent from my side you always there for me, me always there for you on love’s incredible ride. don’t let it be denied I’ll keep you satisfied. Imagine our nights together forever and ever this has become my key endeavor to go from spending too much time without you to spending time with no else what would be the point I got all I need with you no one else has got the glue to keep me stuck with them cause I’m stuck on you I’m really stuck on you baby So just give me nod and make feel like a God I want you’re heart and your soul and I want your bod if I didn’t wouldn’t that be odd and anything less than you is flawed Yes I Yes I-I-I-I-I-I- got to be with you baby Please don’t tell me it’s maybe I’m just mashed potatoes you’re my gravy you make my dreams of love so tasty just say yes I do and be my lady forevermore yes I Yes I,I,I,I,I, just want to be with you baby just want to be with you baby By Colonel Denton & Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 Music arranged and played by:Colonel Denton Vocals, melody and lyrics by: Matthew Frederick Blowers III

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/its-just-a-beat-mp3 It’s just a beat…. within my heart and when you kiss me oh, so sweet my heart it starts a hammering like all the worlds collections of men’s drums gone wild and all the beats that bless this world are left compiled in my soul graced by the rhythms of your love. your sweet love. And the staccato of your high heels each time we meet sets my blood pressure to rocketing nothing can compete with how you make my life complete but the gentle pounding of our flesh meshing is the perfect beat there’s no second-guessing all accompanied by the soprano of your sighs. As I look deep in your eyes and I match the pace of your eager thighs till with no surprise we reach incredible highs. till the beat softens on loves sweetest snare as we fall into the afterglow of the passion that we share….. till soon the ticking of the clock it lulls us both to sleep till the morning comes bringing much more time from God above and once again we dance together to the beats of love… those sweet beats of love bringing answers to what both of us were just dreaming of.. just dreaming of..... It’s just a beat…. within my heart and when you kiss me oh, so sweet my heart it starts a hammering like all the worlds collections of men’s drums gone wild and all the beats that bless this world are left compiled in my soul graced by the rhythms of your love. your sweet love. Melody, Lyrics & vocals by Matthew F. Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Music written, composed and played by: Muhammed Aqil Jamil

https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/hashtag-world #Hash Tag World. https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours We are all living in a hash tag world labeling each other like merchandise fat and skinny stupid or smart, ugly or beautiful why can’t we learn to be nice? cause each of us pay a price why can’t we all think twice?. mankind could rise to incredible heights What if there were no races defined by the colors black yellow red or white no definitions where we draw the line we could all sleep much better at night much better at night. No rich or poor just a sharing of the wealth no more disposable souls on a shelf all that is racially ugly expelled sharing a world where we all are compelled to repelling the hashtags and just be ourselves. just be ourselves!!! Oh, how peaceful it all would be for you and me No more classes in the masses that are so far apart just a blending of many into one heart no more wars evermore what the hell would they be for if everyone just loved everyone the same banishing most of our hatred and shame. banishing most of Our hatred and Shame It really isn’t that hard to simply throw out the eons of hashtags that poisoned our humanity and regain our sanity Do it for you children lest they carry the weight of all of the generations of hate that has broken the back of Society. Living together as one with grace and piety ridding all of our lives of the endless anxieties why can’t we just try it and see? why can't we just try it and see?? It really isn’t that hard to simply throw out the eons of hashtags that poisoned our humanity and regain our sanity Do it for you children lest they carry the weight of all of the generations of hate that has broken the back of Society. Let the words of this song help the whole world find peace. hash tag free. Hash tag free……………… Imagine the peace and prosperity we would all share no more hunger or poverty anywhere shedding the skin colors we have been labeled in peace is there for us all if we dare to care peace is there for us all if we dare to care Lyrics, vocals and vocal melody by – Matthew F. Blowers III-American Art~Whimsically Yours Studio-©-2019 Music, arrangement and composition electronically by Muhammed Aqib Jamil Pakistan ** check him out on sound cloud Author's notes: It can start with just one and then grow rapidly spreading like a contagion over all lands and seas eradicating men’s hatred, such a terrible disease it can start oh, so easily with just you and me

I Just Want To Sing My Songs I just want to sing my song Don’t need all the fame that might come with it I just need my words to be heard don’t have to top the charts with a stellar hit I just love to pick up myguitar and let my thoughts all travel far to places I’ve never been and whenever the urge comes to purge life’s woes with just a strum I’ll pick it up again. And if I sing about you’ and your sweet love so true I simply want you to know by the talents my soul shows how much I love you so….. Some people preach or teach others beg and beseech in political ways some say nothing but they let their actions convey all that they want to say…… I was blessed with a gift and though I fumble with riffs I never ponder my what Ifs I just create a new tune and soon I let my voice croon I find such peace in this. If my voice should be heard in some day yet to come all across the world it beats suffering the blues cause I’ve denied my muse in some fetal position curled That’s why I love to sing my songs without the endless worries of pleasing the throngs and if the folks that hear it chose to hum along all my joys of writing music will be prolonged. So turn a soft ear to my music and just let it flow through you and if you feel the need to critique it do what you have to do, but understand my muse makes huge demands I must pursue and I’ll be singing till I’m 82 then I’ll retire and just hum the Blues…. yeah, I’ll retire and just Hum the blues………. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew Frederick Blowers III ©-2019 & Thanks for listening

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio?profile_view_source=header_icon_nav When I look at your face I see perfection and when I look in your loving eyes I see warm affection, and it looks as if we're both headed in the right direction we're going down Love's paths to a condo of two hearts. And everytime we kiss there's such incredible bliss that so many have to miss. And I think it's time we both find a way to make a life out of this. Because our love is magic it lets our souls take wing and I promise you baby I'll do all that I can to give you everything and then some. Cause when I look in your face. I see perfectionm and when I look in your loving eyes I feel warm affection and I know we both are headed in the right direction when we hold each other tight we both feel our obsessions. Perhaps it's time we share a vow that will make all our friends say "WOW!" I will be Pat Sajak and you can be my Vanna White Finding answers to the puzzles of life as a Man and Wife... . Baby, will you share my life? ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo- You lovin me me loving you... in everything we do! In everything we do. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

Just Another catch To Her Slaughter. https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio A Truly Bluesy Song Of love and loss. Your love took me to heights that I never thought I'd know but then you left me floundering your latest catch to the slaughter Like a fish out of water ….solo You cursed my life with a loneliness that just wouldn’t let go as it curtailed all my hopes and dreams because I loved you so…… But now I’m rising out of the mire’ like all the other men and women who tire of rejections stains. and all the other pains and I’m closing the door on your abandonment where you are no longer an inhabitant In the tenement of my heart None of your taint remains. None of your taint remains. And I wish you well there was no way to tell. our love would be such hell…. your love would be such hell. And I wish you all the best I hope you find someone who passes the test of what you hope to find… But I’m never gonna take the bait that fast that kinda love you offered it just don’t last…. And I’m looking for more. And I’ll find it someday without a price to pay and all the games you played…. I’m gonna find it someday!!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 credit photo to me…a superb catch

I'm just a song puppet a slave to six strings my muse is my Master forcing my soul to take wings Two hundred gigs a year I ain't getting no loving I miss my girl back home, so dear but my muse just keeps shoving.... Day and night all night long I hear the echoes of every song I've ever played It's lonely out there on that road It's not easy And though I make a lot of cash you know nothing out there will appease me nothing can please me! Cause I'm a song puppet I'm trapped here on this stage Can somebody please come and turn the page and set me free. Maybe my muse is my Devil and this is my Hell!! there's just no way to tell.... Then I hear that crowd roar begging me for more to entertain them over and over again there is no end..... I'm a song puppet a slave to my strings my muse is my Master he controls everything my muse is my master forcing my soul to take wings take wings... I'm a song puppet....................... Art~Whimsically Yours studio By Matthew F. Blowers III & Muhammed Aquil Jamil (c)-2019 Link to song: I'm A Song Puppet.

We have all been at that place where we just want to stay a wee bit longer with one we love, when their feelings have moved on. It is sheer torture and acceptance eventually sets in, but is never the cure for such loss. Enjoy. https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio Isn't There Someway?? I called you up just the other day, and you said that we were through, I tried to help you change your mind, but it was wandering too, and now I'm so lonely and thinking only of what I'm gonna do, But every thought is filled with pain, and so I'm asking you...My darling... Isn't there some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? isn't there something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... you can stay? I know there have been times we've shared before, when I have let you down, but there's no way that I can go back and change the wrongs around. cause yesterday's dead and far behind, today doesn't give me very much time, tomorrow and forever is the only chance I'll find... Please give me tomorrow.... Isn't there some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? isn't there something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... Baby, you can stay? There are a million reasons in this world, why we do what we choose to do, some are good, while some are bad, and some deny what's true,' But you've chosen the bad and decided to leave me, look to the good baby... please don't grieve me, look to the truth of my love, and try for me..... try hard to see...... That there's got to be some way ...someway baby, you can stay? just one little reason? got to be something ...something baby, I can say to keep you from leaving, I don't want this hurt, and I don't want to know, you don't want to see me, and I must go, Oh, isn't there someway baby.... Baby, you can stay? Oh, isn't there someway baby.... .....you can stay? ArtWhimsically Yours studio MFB III Productions (c)-1977

It's another splendid, Summer day That I get to spend with you till the evening falls.... and the sunshine never looked as beautiful as it does on your skin it's at times like these it seems Love gives us permanent grins. It's so hard to believe that I was blessed with you the whole summer through with so much more left to come in our summer of love. every palm tree has one coconut just hangong around I've grown attached to you just like super glue and I may never hit the ground My friends all tell me there's lots of fish in the sea but I can tell you're hooked on me. . I don't need Hawai or any tropical isle, cause I've got all of the beauty in the world right here as I get lost in your smiles. Don't need no grass skirts cause they tend to itch don't need no money for paradise cause you're already here. It's gonna be a beautiful Summer Cause I'm that guy who found the perfect girl and won her, in life's carnival game of love I got all that i was dreaming of.... So let's just hit a local beach with Margaritas in reach just sharing tangy kisses in between the limes... celebrating that I'm yours and you are mine. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

It’s a curse that wears me down even now as I sit here and sing Age is a vicious fiend you know It steals everything…… And my mirrors are lie detectors Revealing all that I deny Graying hair and wrinkle reflectors till the day I die…… But I’m not old yet…. I still have songs that I must write Between my newest friend called “Pain,” in the wee hours of the night. Till my arthritic hands discover that my fingers are too stiff To bend the strings and tightly cover what I used to call a riff…….. The classics are Jurassic they’re all retiring And what’s even far more tragic is they’ll have no new songs to sing…. It’s a curse that cannot be reversed we are all meant to get old Cause there’s young musicians in the wings who have stories they want told. And the best that you can hope for as you fade away to dust is to leave behind a legacy full of songs that others must continue to listen to while they sit there missing you even as the fiend that they call age is making them blue too we all gotta pay our dues….. In extra wide memory foam shoes former dancers stuck with walkers trying to flee from death the stalker former rockers with no offers filling rocking chairs as paupers None of us get to choose all that we lose in the debut of the aging we’ll all go through…… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. blowers III-©-2019

When I started in my quest for love I was an awkward teen Not popular or a loser I was somewhewre in between and though I knew a lot of girls who rocked my world they never knew me... sometimes that just how love has to be And though I wasn't always lonely to many of my one and only's always left me as the only one. wondering what I had done?? When It came to the richness of Love i was always Dirt Poor like a starving beggar holding out his tin heart always asking for more... always asking for more. But then you came along showing me so much care I was Love's Next Millionaire And i just want to Thank you baby for making me a wealthy man Sharing the twin rubies of your tender lips and the golden touch of your fingertips and the sapphires of your beautiful eyes. And somedfay faraway when I'm a senior aGAIN I'll have known all of the love I've been dreaming of Because you cared.... and you were always there.... you were always there. .Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio or https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5600369/_Yee-Haws_On_Those_SaturdaY_Nights-MP3.mp3 My Great-Grandpappy built a wooden stage with benches made of logs Cut in half so all the local folks could rest their weary dogs. After visiting Foster's Game Farm Zoo in McConnellsburg Pa. They'd get to footstomping and clapping their hands as that country music played. And all the animals got to howling when those young stars took the stage Kitty Wells followed by Grandpa Jones and Buck Owens they were all the rage. Back when i was just a young one mesmerized by their song parades in their rhinestone suits and their fringed buckskins longing to be like them someday. and I always a had front row seat 'cause i stayed on my grandfolks farm watching them butcher the meat that the beast would eat stored in the back of a smelly old barn... Peeeeeeee....UUUUUU!!!!!! and on Sunday mornings when the crowds were gone I'd take center stage and sing songs I'd made up in my dreamy head strutting proud and bellowing. and the animals all joined in my act singing along in harmony the Timber Wolves started howling while the monkeys danced with glee. The Lion roared and the Grizzly growled while the peacocks all were yelling, "Help!" and the talking crow mocked me.... in a wild cacophony. "til my great-grandma brough me some cold ice cream and i found a shady tree. It seems like only yesterday though my Grandparents are gone and most of the stars I looked up to' are playing somewhere in that great beyond. and though I wound up singing Rock-N-Roll and klots of Folk songs in my life I still hear the echoes of those grand ol' tunes from those Yee-haws on a Saturday night When all those animals got to howling as those young stars took the stage Kitty Wells followed By Grandpa Jones and Buck Owens they were all the rage. Back when I was just a young one mesmerized by their song parades In their rhinestone suits and thier fringed buckskin longing to be like them someday...... Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Here is the link for the music: https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5598970/_Halfway_Through_My_Third_Life-MP3.mp3 I’m almost halfway through my third life and I still got a ways to go they sent me back here to get it right but I failed again you know I’ve bent some angels wings in sorrow and God has threatened to take all my tomorrows and I’ve got no place to go……. Cause Hell’s got no room for me I was never that bad and in Heaven I’m a loser the Saints are fit to be had. I’ve struck out three times and that’s the problem that I’m dealing with and any life after my third death when I’ve taken my final breath might be just a myth cause I keep blowing the chances I get and God never forgets. And you might all laugh at me cause your death is still a mystery but there’ll come a day when you’ll be Living your second life and I hope that you’ll get it right. Cause it doesn’t have to go that way take every minute of your life that you spend each day Making sure that you don’t have to pay Because you went astray Because you went astray Otherwise I’ll see you in your second life while I’m finishing my Fourth still trying to get it right…of course still trying to get it right of course. Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 With Credits to God for his patience and toPixabay.com for their stellar pics

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5436061/beyond_those_eons_of_neon.__new_.mp3 You've been gone so ong It's like eons of neon blinding my sight to any other girls. cause I can only see you.... You built a barrier and left me the carrier of every brick you lay But there's no wall that can block my love I'm still looking for that door I'm dreaming of at every turn in my life. I want to turn all those walls that have come bewtween us into a house where we can live together if you'll give me one more chance. I know I'm not perfect, baby but you are perfect for me and I'll be happy to change any discrepancy baby come back to me. I've been walking all the avenues where we used to go in a permanent state of the blues living without you. Cause it's been so long and it al feels wrong. It's just like eons of neon blocking my view of any other girl cause I can only see you I can only see you, Baby and I'm feeling so blue Ain't there something we can do?? Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019

https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1557871083526/@@Body%20And%20Soul-MP3.mp3 Go to this link to hear the music and vocals. Body And Soul. By: Colonel Denton And Me. ©-2019 -Enjoy The Ride. Electronic and then some! I’m talking straight from the heart now baby I gonna give you my body and soul….. I only gave up my body one time before and that was in the U.S. Marine Corps They used it up lock, stock and barrel, and then they demanded more…More…More!!!… But I never gave up my soul and so they showed the door. And the only other time that I gave up my soul Was to my maker above letting him take control and he filled it with all of the love I will show to you forevermore…to you babe,forevermore I want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus I’m adding one pound of flesh more cause we’ve both been so lonely, and our needs have all languished I’ll bring the meat baby, you’ll be my sandwich. Cause I know that you are going treat them all well and ain’t that what true loving is for… I want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus I’m adding one pound of flesh more cause we’ve both been so lonely, and our needs have all languished If I bring the meat babe, will you be my sandwich. Yeah, it’s back to that sweet straight talk baby Cause you know it requires a sacrifice you got to give up your body and soul to me too, and find room in your heart for my trio to stay while I spruce up my long emptied heart for you. I’ll cherish them each like the rarest of diamonds I’ll caress them all gently and treat them so fine as I bask in the shine of that gleam in your eyes, when you know that I’m yours and I know that your mine. I will whisper the words that you so long to hear as you fall in my arms and I make it quite clear that I’ll be your hammock to cradle you tight always there to relax with, every day every night My soul is your refuge, your sole sanctuary a place to find shelter from all adversaries and your body’s a temple that I’ll worship in Baptized in your bliss we’ll be like Siamese twins Your heart will hold only all the things that you’ve dreamed of grief and pain will not stick to my Teflon of love only joy and my commitment will be residents there what was past long evicted, room for just two to share I’m want to give you my heart, my body and soul plus one pound of flesh more Cause I know that you are going treat them all well and ain’t that what true loving is for… but it’s back to that sweet straight talk baby Cause you know it requires a sacrifice you got to give up your body and soul to me too, and find room in your heart for my trio to stay while I spruce up my long emptied heart for you. My soul is your refuge, your sole sanctuary a place to find shelter from all adversaries and your body’s a temple that I’ll worship in Baptized in your bliss we’ll be like Siamese twins

https://www.reverbnation.com/artwhimsicallyyoursstudio/song/30784248--epiphany-in-74-mp3 Epiphany In "74." Epiphany In”74.” I stood at the edge of eternity and watched as two angels turned to me and asked me “What I hoped to be in my afterlife?’ And I said, “I’d Like to be returned from whence I came.” And they looked at me with tears in their eyes and said, “They’d give it a try.” And this was back in 1974 when I stood on a main gate as a U.S. Marine after someone had come up behind me and put me in a naked strangle hold!! I remember blacking out as I struggled to breath then I floated high-iiighh above my still body. and it was then I realized some Fucking drunk had strangled me and so I stood at eternity…. Only 21, my life had just begun my life…had just begun. But the I saw a bright light that made those angels look like shadows and he whispered to me, “My son, it’s not your time yet but you should never forget what you have witnessed today. And I have never forgotten the sound of his voice when he gave me that choice to return again. And I’ll be ready next time to greet him like an old friend when it comes my time to greet him again….. Where I’ll stand on the edge of eternity and say, “Remember me.” By-Matthew Frederick Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio-©-2019 W/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/5119598/New-This_One_s_For_You_-MP3.mp3?fbclid=IwAR1ghCLU0xrB1gDwNxbwPMakJET9qcsTYWwNGuNDzczuXNjcSjxU3FSZPMY This One's for You. This One Is For You. This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with these words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all its dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. Cause this world is so full of souls suffering through the same kind of loneliness Their numbers aren’t few. But they sit in their sorrow to damned tired to care… weekends go by unnoticed with them going nowhere Reaching out is the key It takes communication though you’ll suffer some failures That will bring you frustration Because Love can be elusive it turns So many reclusive but if you don’t get out there you won’t be dancing with cupid you’ve got to go to those places where love’s known to frequent Look for eyes that pause on you They too carry your secret with luck you’ll both perceive it. Slip away from depressions add hope to your expressions a warm body’s a blessing when you’re starved for affection Not Quick sex just small talk hold hands and exchange glances enjoying the closeness that is shared when you’re dancing. these are seeds to romancing Love’s not inside books, magazines, T.V. screens and it’s not found online or in your late night dreams You’ve got to get off that couch go where love intervenes join the mix of its chemistry that is brewed by sheer need find a chance to succeed don’t just sit home and bleed. And then someday real soon this Song that was for you will become a sweet tune that was written for two It’s not going to be easy but your easy chair’s worse there’s love waiting for you put you blues in reverse loneliness is curse Grab your wallet or purse You see I speak from experience I grew tired of the weariness of just staying at home and now I’m seldom alone This one is for you if you’re lonely and blue It’s just me reaching out with the words of this tune cause I too have been lonely but I paid all it’s dues when I crawled away from where I stood in your shoes and by me reaching out perhaps you’ll reach out too that’s the answer you need It’s what you’ve got to do. “The further you reach out the closer love becomes.” Vocals & lyrics by: Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 Phenomenal music and arrangement by: Muhammed Aqil Jamil-©-2019 Picture credit to Pixaby.com for they stellar pics.

Let's Master Dancing For Peace.. by Matthew Frederick Blowers https://drooble.com/l/27xv4 via @Drooble Music & arrangement by Colonel D. Denton(c)-2019 Vocals, lyrics & melody by me-Matthew F. Blowers III My Master Plan. My master plan is to be that man who can make the whole world understand That peace lies waiting in a jam That I have penned fast as I can… It’s hard to hate when your shaking your can To a tune that keeps you jumping while all around you others find it’s a lot more fun than punching cause dancing gets folks unified all moving as one ..side by side till the love of life’s intensified leaving no need to dehumanize. your fellow man cause you’re sharing their joy and becoming one clan in my master plan. I want to be one of the masters another god of the music Biz, superseding those stars Ya’ll know who they are, I’m gonna show them what true fame is I want to set the world to dancing and get ‘em jumping to this beat Bringing joy each day with the music I play I wanna give em all happy feet. Cause I’m tired of the pop pulp crap and the rap that’s lame as Hell, I’ve got a powerful itch to leave them all bewitched underneath my musical spell…. Till their ear buds set them bopping in their cars and on the street in their offices and Factories and in the restaurants where they eat. in the barracks where they plan for war and in the congress where they grant it Till even Donald Trump gets to wigging his rump Leaving thoughts of wars disbanded I wanna see every dictator drop their guns, stop rattling sabers to go out dancing with their neighbors as my music becomes greater And all along that wall that they haven’t yet built they’ll all be dancing on the border with every Senorita, drinking iced tequillas and forgetting what was ordered. They say that music soothes the savage beast I say it’s time to take a chance Let’s set aside our grief and find some sweet relief Put on my music and just dance. I’m gonna to be one of the masters another god of the music Biz, superseding those stars we all know who they are, by showing them what true fame is I’m gonna to set the world to dancing and get ‘em jumping to this beat by bringing joy each day Until this music I play is gonna give em all happy feet. I’m gonna give them all Happy feet. Stellar Music and Arrangement by Colonel D. Denton-©-2019 Melody, Vocals and Lyrics by Matthew Frederick Blowers III-©-2019 Credit to Pixabay.com for their superb pics.

https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1556650572191/@@They%20Always%20Seem%20To%20Know-MP3.mp3 "They Always Seem To Know." Ever since Adam And eve Men and women have been looking to cheat on all the loving God gave them trying to hide their deceit with a taste of forbidden fruit so sweet…so damned sweet but it comes with a price and even though Eve brought the fruit after Adam devoured it God gave Eve the skills to be far more astute so that no man would ever again dare consume forbidden fruit offered on any eve except their own loving gift they were granted. It seems like women have a power when the wools pulled over their eyes to see right through your subterfuge and catch your lies and alibis. It’s like E.S. P. and G.P.S that’s been built right in their minds and their friends are their apps looking to kick your ass if you are the cheating kind. They don’t need lipstick on your collar to give them reasons they should holler and they don’t have to be a scholar they’ve all got radar stronger then Doppler. You get that look on your face that lets them catch you cold when you’ve been messing with another women’ they always seem to know… they always seem to know. You get that faint smell of perfume that doesn’t match any scent they use and it permeates the room and quickly seals your doom. They notice changes in the clothes you wear when there’s no reason and no cause and then they’ll hit you with a questionnaire that’s ten times worse then menopause. If your woman gets suspicious cause your absences are repetitious you’ll start to see them turn malicious with no forgiveness …..their love gets vicious God must have given them miracle Powers to know just how you spend your hours and there’s not enough candy and flowers to cure them when they’re doubters. They always seem to know If you’ve been messing with a Ho, and they’ll just nag and rag ya tell you tell the truth and then they’ll let ya go. But you can count on alimony your income cut will be abrupt judges see right thru your phony baloney and then you’ll have to pony up for all your secret lust. That gold ring on your finger’s a handcuff that is stronger then a drug cartel if you take it off for a one night stand your next morning it could be hell. And Hell holds no fury like a woman’s wrath they’ve got ways to beat ya that you can’t combat, so if your thinking bout heading down that cheating path you’d best be heading on back or else you’re gonna get jacked. Because all women have a power when the wools pulled over their eyes to see right through your subterfuge and catch your lies and alibis. It’s like E.S. P. and G.P.S that’s been built right in their minds and all their friends are their apps looking to kick your ass if you are the cheating kind. ‘you’d best be leaving such thoughts behind because true love is not blind they always seem to know just where you go when you’re the cheating kind. Stellar Music and Arrangement by: Colonel Denton -©-2019 Melody ands Vocals by: Matthew Frederick Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio-©-2019 Credit pixabay.com for photo

The music, vocals and lyrics are on this link. Thanks for listening. https://attachments.drooblecdn.com/chat/5c4d09a60631bf738f38aff2/54726/1557372470866/NEW-Ascending!-MP3.mp3?fbclid=IwAR31J3skj88vQmcpJr-swsz1mim6R0ElIzhCJ5_oulzylus5uRlNRF1tv48 Ascending. I’m floating like a helium balloon screw the atmospheric pressure I’m headed for the moon….. I’m sailing on the wings of your sweet love I was down so low but now there’s no where to go but high above….. all we’ve been dreaming of…… I am a dandelion puff whose blown away by your ravishing eyes cause I am just a weed sharing the rarest of flowers in the warmth of your arms I’ll fly I’m ascending Every time we kiss beyond the rings of Saturn and past the huge abyss of all space and time far beyond the gravity of all the years I spent with my heart and soul bent under the weight of being lonely oh, so damn lonely…. till you became my one and only. They say the skies the limit but I say, “Hey, Wait a minute with the right woman nothing on earth can prohibit my just vanishing into Nirvana’s realm lost in the sweet afterglow of your radiant heat with so much higher I can go till I’m dancing down heavens streets by ascending and blending together as one we’ve soared higher than all histories lovers have done and we’ve just begun…. We’ve have just begun our journey and we’ll never have to worry that we’ll wind up meteorites cause we can’t burnout when our love is fueled by a passion that is quadrupled we have tumbled before and we’ve both been schooled On piloting beyond any stormy skies with no anger, lies or alibis just love that’s ruled by compromise that allows our hearts and souls to rise to the ultimate high of you being my girl and me being your guy always ascending in a flight that’s never ending to the lullabies of your soprano sighs ascending never ending oh,.so satisfied. Music And arrangement by Colonel Denton-©-2019 Vocals, melody and lyrics By; Matthew Frederick Blowers III -©-2019 Art~Whimsically Yours Studio w/ credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

Some thoughts on retiring my old faithful guitar. Just rest, old guitar in that cradle that holds you stretch your neck cross that cushion and base that enfolds you. Like your saddle that gave your six strings a long ride On the mesa's of stages where we both were baptized... In the sweat of the spotlights In the roar of the crowds In the splashes of whiskey and your rubdowns with towels. Your pick guards been scratched from my endless attacks it's a map of our journeys tattooed by endless tracks each one marking sweet moments to which I am attached. All your frets are now faded from my fingerprint oils and the friction of playing has worn them till they're spoiled. And the ebony dots that once marked out positions are like pupils pinpointed each one fades from my vision. That strong infrastructure of your bridge that once led us off to sounds clean and tight now has cracks in each crevice. Your inlays have loosened much like mosaic tile though they still hold their beauty they'll be gone in a while... Your truss rod's been ruptured it's tension has failed Leaving gaps on the fretboard where my fingers once sailed Your pegs wobble loosely tiny screws... worn out threads two are bent, one is broke off no longer gracing your head . And the shops that repaired you Give the same diagnosis they can't restore your action and your future looks hopeless. They all tell me to hang you as a wall decoration But that's no way to thank you My old six string Ovation . So just rest, old guitar in that cradle that holds you stretch your neck cross that cushion and that base that enfolds you I willl look on you fondly as I sit and caress my next faithful partner in the music business. Breaking it in the same way that I once broke in you until you wound up broken and I bid you adieu.... If I ever get famous and the world knows my name I will donate your carcass to that great Hall of Fame that lies just north, in Cleveland Rock and Roll is it's claim. Where my fans will adore you but it won't be the same as those days when we wowed them in those back alley dives but it beats a cold dumpster and it lets you survive. .... Retiring an old guitar doesn't come with a pension There's no way to sustain you but it relieves my tension... Over placing you tenderly back into that cradle that will no longer rock cause you're no longer able "But I'm Etenrally Grateful!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 Photo shows some of my old faithful friends nearing retirement.

Natalie's Song -Movie-(Don't miss this One!) Just South of My Imagination.,,,, This is a collaboration between Natalie Me and me.... She wrote the stellar music and sang the angelic backgrounds and I filled in some lyrics and melody for the lyrics. I am so glad she allowed me to give this one a try. Natalie's songs. Your love is like a song that moves me tenderly each kiss we share is one more note that renders me, into a grateful soul whose so glad you befriended me you have banished all my loneliness and set me free your love's a genre no one else can ever sing Please sing it endlessly and we will always be something we'll be dancing to eternally so splendidly just you and me.... It's neither sharp nor flat It''s in the perfect key and now as a duet let's share love eagerly let our song of love bless us so pleasureably just you and me..... Enjoying all the dreams of life abundantly. (La, La, La's times many splendid times and one phenomenal note at the end, Your love is like a song that moves me tenderly each kiss we share is one more note that renders me into such a grateful soul so glad you befriended me let's sing it endlessly and it will always be something we will dance to eternally...... E T E R N A L L Y ! Music and female vocals ©-2019- by the songwriter Natalie Me -check out her superb work. Lyrics and melody lines by Matthew F. Blowers III -©-2019 Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

My Enemies Are Many movie Published on Jan 30, 2019 My Enemies Are Many This world’s full of temptations trying to sway me everyday But I got plans they don’t understand and I know they’re gonna make me pay When each Eve offers me forbidden fruit I’m not Adam and I don’t dare play cause I got me a beautiful woman so I chase that strange away hey, hey And though it might seem so damn sweet in that moment it’s just defeat in disguise that put some lipstick on and if you take a taste You might be laid to waste when all that you really, truly loved is gone Love’s enemies are many Lust begs you to play the field but you can wind up not getting any If you turn around and choose to yield you’ll lose more than half your money that Allie mony is a bitch in heat If you fool around with some honey you might end up on the street with half of nothing……. There are other cruel addictions that would love to suck you dry alcohol, heroin and crack cocaine all tempting you to just get high But they’ll also take your money And leave you broker that you’ve ever been booze is good in moderation But man, drugs are gonna do you in And though it might seem so damn sweet in that moment it’s just defeat in disguise that put some buzz kill on and if you take a taste You might be laid to waste when all that you really, truly loved is gone Life’s enemies are many and they’ll tax you anyway they can they love it when you’ve have plenty and they’ll take it in installment plans from the government to your overdue rent to that betterment you’re trying to find ya gotta pay your share cause they just don’t care every time you start to fall behind The message of my song is keep your morales strong your enemies are many Just waiting for you to do wrong they step in and they step on the dreams you long to chase so never pay them extra and keep them in their place keep them outta of your face and you can win that human race otherwise you might wind up just living in disgrace Don’t go there cause life’s not fair Just heed my words and stay aware keep what you’ve got it’s better there and if something tempts you don’t you dare…Man don’t you dare Don’t you dare… cause you won’t be going anywhere This world’s full of temptations trying to sway me everyday But I got plans they don’t understand And I ain’t gonna play ….. A collaboration….. Music and arrangement by Colonel D. Denton Lyrics, vocals and melody by Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019 W/credit to pixabay.com for their stellar pics plus++ some of my own pics.

Free Up The Mike !! This song is about POVERTY that ancient curse that goes back centuries and that we can never seem to solve. The colonel and I are not the first to address this issue and we won't be the last but we will shout out for all the needy left to suffer. Listen up folks you all know who I’m talking to and you all know what it’s about cause it’s been around forever’ since day one and this is day ten billion and one Leaders selling us the same old, same cold soup lines promising that those in power are doing all they can for the benefit of every woman, child and man but all it amounts to is a single noodle in a drop of broth that nourishes no one… so listen up and take heed before all that is for the people of the people and by the people sends all of you placebo leaders Bye –bye back to the land of the common man where you can experience the struggles that you have chosen to constantly ignore Free Up The mike I got something to say all; about the cruel conditions of our world today too much poverty and no way to feed all the teeming masses so we watch them bleed we got greedy leaders sucking up the cash for there own damn needs it’s time to take out the trash Free up the mike I’ve got something to shout there are men in charge that we need to get out Trying to build a wall to suppress more poor how bout building some walls with some windows and doors for the thousands of citizens living on the street who couldn’t get a job couldn’t make ends meet while folks walk on by their cardboard homes Never looking inside at the skin and bones of a human being reduced to nothing What if it was your child would you then do something. Many veterans coming home from war Trying to understand what they were fighting for Free up the mic we don’t need more yak full of false promises from political hacks Free up the funds that are so misspent it’s time thatwe all know where the money went Give it to the children who are innocent offer them some hope for their dreams undreamt Free up some chances for those who have none then maybe we’ll believe thatyou got something done Free up the mike let it stand here empty I don’t need to be wailing in our land of plenty Or we’ll free up the spaces where your names are placed come election day your gonna lose your race All republic-can’ts and demon-crats will fall beneath the ire of my current rap so free up those mics and stop serving us Crap!! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III ©-2019 with Colonel Denton’s stellar music in a collaboration of two souls who care

Heaven & Earth -movie- finis Published on Jan 27, 2019 This is a colloboration demo from Colonel Denton;s Stellar music combined with my lyrics, Melody and vocals. It addresses the issues of two who are in love from different backgrounds and who will not stand for naysayers and disapprovals from anyone. Hoping for a a possible album Titled: Shreds From The Soul & this is the first of what I hope to be many with the Colonel. We'll see. Heaven And Earth. It seems we’ve got a situation Baby other folks trying to keep us apart but they don’t understand we’re one woman, one man and we’ll let nothing come between our two hearts None of their disdain will ever dirty our souls we are both Teflon rejecting controls love’s not decided by others trying to smother it’s passionate flames if parents sisters and brother chose to do this then we’ll change our names Two different backgrounds don’t mean that two can’t be two Cause I don’t think your background Is strange…baby cause I love you….. Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth No one should be casting judgments on what makes us happy with words that just hurt relatives and friends have no concept That we're both sure of what our love is worth. &;I don't think your background is strange baby Cause i love you. Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth Not gonna go there babe Not gonna listen It's all relative Babe, It's all rleative True love knows no boundaries restrictions or walls there’s no need for permissions to answer it’s call you were chosen by me I was chosen by you Love doesn’t compromise and it’s not something we'll do Love doesn’t compromise and it’s not something we'll do Cross culture, cross race cross creed and cross religion is fine.... We don’t need a bunch of cross people trying to make up our mind, oh, no mine's made up. We’ll just be who we are not what someone else wants and we will go far. turning our backs on the naysayers whoever they are Whoever they are Whoever they are No ever one’s gonna stop me from loving you’ even if I die and when your life is through I’ll be waiting for you on the other side And if the angels for some strange, strange reason come to say we were wrong I’ll head down to hell until you come around then I’ll be singing this song.... Heaven and Earth can’t deny me your heavenly love you grant me on Earth And if the angels for some strange, strange reason come to say we were wrong I’ll head down to hell until you come around then I’ll be singing this song.... Stellar music and arrangement by Colonel Denton _(c)-2019 Lyrics, melody and vocals by: Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2019

Susie's Song. II Link to song:https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4205464/New-Susie_s_Song_II-MP3.mp3 Lyrics We met in the back of a big, noisy kitchen where working was hard and people were bitching but somehow we found a way to each other and tenderly grew to love one another.... Sometimes I wonder why I was such a lucky guy to find a girl like this in such a place of unhappiness... It didn't take long to get us together we'd meet out in back in spite of the weather I'd hug her and hold and tell her I loved her Just letting her know I was thinking of her... Then she was off to class and the day would slowly pass but I'd wait patiently till she was back again with me But one day she told me that she didn't want me and all the good memories came back to haunt me I called her and wrote her some tender love letters but things got worse and nothing got better whoah..oh..oh Sometimes I wonder why/ our sweet love it had to die I had held such happiness but now I held only loneliness We parted one night when i could not stand it I'd asked for her love but I couldn't demand it for she was a free girl with choices to make and the love she had given was not mine to take whoa..ooo..ooo..oh Sometimes I wonder why/ our sweet love it had to die I had held such happiness but now I held only loneliness And Oh, how I'm wishing I was back in that kitchen where working was hard and people were bitching cause somehow we'd find a way to each other and tenderly grow to love one another again Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Credit Pixabay.com for stellar photos

With Just A Passing Glance.- Movie Published on Jan 22, 2019 I get so warm when I look at her it sends my senses reeling And I'm thinking of ways I could flatter her to reveal what she's feeling..... When she looks at me does she see a chance for romance to dance between our hearts and souls?? Or is it just her passing glance?? that put some fondness in her eyes For someone that looks like me... that she knew long ago....... ??????? I Just don't know???? But I'm gonna pursue...oooooo everything that I can do to make her glance hold true. She just gave me a hint of a smile and crooked her finger at me to come and talk for a while..... and so I'm on my way.....!!!!!! You know love can start so easily...... that's how it happened to me with just a passing glance that allowed romance to dance between our hearts and souls... "Never walk away from a chance to love, then you will never have to look back and wonder over what might have been." With Just A Passing Glance. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019 with credit to Pixabay.com for stellar pics plus some of my own.

Susie's Song ! movie Published on Jan 17, 2019 Beneath a heap of broken Hearts and blues that crimp my style there comes a pretty blonde-haired girl to cheer me with her smile........ when other friends drop by my side they just want something done.... A $$ dollar $$ here, a word of cheer then off to find the sun........ But when I am left without a smile she gives me one of hers. and when lonely blues have got me down she's worth a million cures when troubles seem to much to take then susie comes along words can't express her freindliness and so I write this song-ong-ong-ong... oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooo lot's of Ooo's Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2019 credit Pixabay.com for their stella pic. Dedicated to the sweet affection of Susan Carver.

This is A Simple Song - Movie This is a simple song and meant for only one whose smile and gentle eyes have made my whole world new can loving you be wrong? two different worlds betwen us stand yet still I want to reach across and hold your trembling hand I don't know why it is I feel the way I do so many things are keeping us apart but feelings soft and warm are telling me it's true you feel the same way too inside your heart..... this is a simple song and meant for only you........... Sha-la-la-la-la - la-la -la -la -la -la-la la-la-la-la-la-la -la- Sha-la-la-la-la - la-la -la -la -la -la-la la-la-la-la-la-la -la- Art~ Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2019 w/credit to pixabay.com for stellar pics

"LOVES MOST CARNAL A FAIR ." A cute story in song with a carnival theme Enjoy the ride......

https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4072005/Love_is_The_Greatest_Gamble_Of_All.-new_II__New_.mp3 Clink on link in my commet Box Love Is The Greatest Gamble Of All.” Love is the greatest gamble of all You need to know when to fold and when to answer it’s call All its assets are hidden behind faces not shown till you discover is values from what’s still left unknown. You can be her true King if she accepts your hand and she’ll be your sweet Queen if it’s in true love’s plan sharing all of the cards Life and love choose to deal making sure there’s no bluffs holding something ideal. With no hidden jokers who might steal what you’ve won don’t jack her around till she’s gone on a run Divorce courts are full of losers who weep over hands they have lost and the Price there is steep when you’ve got a perfect pair It’s a choice you should keep. an Ace of a man and a woman whose hearts Can carry the game of love right from the start. Then you’ll wind up with two of a kind who’ll enjoy that full house you dreamed of as a girl or a boy. that is flush with tiny copies of yourself and her too from all they learned from you in everything they do..... who will grow up to meet kings and queens of their own and carry your legacy into their homes as you love multiplies 52 weeks a year like the cards that were dealt that you played without fear in your gamble of love filled with the dreams you held dear. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©_2019

My Miss Dee Ocean. Published on Jan 9, 2019 On the shores of a natural woman ©-2019-MFB III productions. Miss D. Ocean In the long winters of my Geographical despair Land locked and cold cocked from what I love to share My Miss D. Ocean my Summer love always faithfully there haunting the empty shell of my soul I long for her like all the women I‘ve cherished and I miss already those warm hollows where she allows me to lay, the way she moves against me, pulling and pushing me into her salty sprays, and the bright blue cobalt of her distant eyes, as she urges me to float in the cradle of her undulations, I can still taste her tang, and remember the depths I went to in her, touching her bottom with my fingers gripping for purchase against her flowing arched impulses grasping and then expelling me over and over....again under the sunshine glowing so warmly on us, accompanied by the soprano sighs of gulls that match her fervent whispers, and my bliss beyond compare Through my November's to my March's towards her liquid warmth I exist as a crab horseshoed in the cubby of my wood burning stove sharing only the placebo fervor of her embrace Miss Dee Ocean my Summer love always faithfully awaiting the empty shell of my soul. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III credit Pixabay.com for photos

A Passel Of Heartbroken Blues. Published on Jan 9, 2019 I am chained to your love baby it was padlocked deeply in your heart and we’ve both swallowed the keys and it would probably take a lot of fishing through the waste our love’s become to set me free from where we are currently/ But if you keep on what your doing I am gonna be pursuing some fishing babe. I watched your eyes exercising every time they were apprising some other guys I’ve heard your undisguised sighs when you had plans for each night leaving me all alone with just your alibis! We started off with such perfect love but time’s eroded away it’s pretty paper love’s gift wound up in layaway But I’m not looking to wait…. I might just make myself some bait and catch another heart someday….. If you keep on what your doing very soon I’ll be pursuing some fishing, girl My momma always told me there’s lots of fish in the sea and I’m the hungriest man in the world. I’d rather not hear your dissing and your endless dismissing of what I feel for you I’d much rather be kissing but pretty soon I’ll be fixing to go fishing for a love that’s true. melting the chains of our love and the padlock and keys into sinkers that will weight the hook that will set me free…. from you baby eternally……… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Credit Pixabay.com for stellar photos added to some of my own/

Time is a tightly sealed row of windows through which we all can look back through the dusty pains and crystal clear memories, where we can view all that we have left outside of our lives. A panoramic melancholy glimpse over landscapes we once walked but will seldom cross again. And the present is a place where we are housed amidst the many windows to before...... Our roots are temporary the many stages of our lives are replotted over and over again and often watered with tears. We all wander here for just a short whille comtemplating our views which hold our future from which we will exit f o r e v e r m o r e ........ as we each add one more window to the endless portals of the past. My mind is a greenhouse holding all of my growth that my life has acxcomplished and all the loves I have known will bloom so beautiful as I am rendered back to dirt back to the earth from which I'd sprung. ArtWhimsically Yours Studio ©-2018-Matthew Frederick Blowers

©-MFB III Miss D. Ocean In the long winters of my Geographical despair Land locked cold cocked from what I love to share My Miss D. Ocean my Summer love always faithfully there haunt the empty shell of my soul I long for her like all the women I‘ve cherished and I miss already those warm hollows where she allows me to lay, the way she moves against me, pulling and pushing me into her salty sprays, and the blue azure of her wide eyes, as she urges me to float in the cradle of her undulations, I can still taste her tang, and remember the depths I went to in her, touching her bottom with my fingers gripping for purchase against her flowing arched impulses as she expells and then grasps me over and over....again under the sun glowing warm on us, accompanied by the soprano sighs of the gulls that match her fervent whispers, and my gasps for air. Through my November to my March towards her liquid warmth I exist as a crab horseshoed in the cubby of my wood burning stove sharing only the placebo fervor of her embrace Miss Dee Ocean my Summer love always faithfully awaiting the empty shell of my soul. ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

I Got Lost In Your Eyes. https://media1-production.mightynetworks.com/asset/4007970/I_Got_Lost_In_Your_Eyes.MP3 I got lost in your eyes. and I wandered for days till I opened the door to your heart, and it was like a cozy cottage but palatial in style. and I felt right at home from the start. A woman’s eyes are the portal to love’s mysteries, leading men off to heaven throughout history but her ruby red lips are the key…… From that first kiss to the last kiss no two are ever the same. But they liquefy the art of letting two passions flame blending over and over again And though her body may be beautiful her soul is far more lovely It holds her hopes and her promises that soon you might be lost in her eyes for days till her heart shares the key to her ruby red lips tenderly So catch her eyes ‘ with a glimpse that tells her you are her guy then spend time wooing her lips until she gives you a try…. then find a home in her heart‘ and open yours to her too until your souls become one and you are sure love has come letting all of your sweet dreams come true. A woman’s eyes are the portal to love’s mysteries, leading men off to heaven throughout history but her ruby red lips are the key…… From that first kiss to the last kiss no two are ever the same. But they liquefy the art of letting two passions flame blending over and over again It’s the magic of women and the thrill of all men that’s been wowing us all ever since God knows when and that’s how all love begins….. but her lips are the key to her soul you will cherish when you know it will be…… yours forever and ever your friend yours forever and ever your friend…… Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018

It's New Years eve as I watch the old year leave with no heart on my sleeve for 2018 was a hard road and with a toot of my horn I dumped it's load into eternity as it was it always will be closure for all that grows old, years, pets, humans dear to us long lomger near to us time tends to clean up the muss and we are left to trust that we will not be next in that complex timetable of fate but it is growing late champagne drained buzz evaporated into old momories fading like 365 suns now set...forevermore Just tomorrow now...no before... because it's ..... Monday evening 12:30 A.M. and my calloused fingers at long last cease from stringing my frets. My last vocals end in a rather loud yawn, much like the sound hole on my sunrise colored hummingbird guitar. Four songs written, lyrics and music committed to memory, as I head off for the key of ZZZZZ's My guitars are all lounging in haphazard poses, like roadies sprawled in exhaustion minutes after the stage was set. These are my brothers-in-arms, sculptures of wood, chrome, and steel frozen here in a moment of weariness, after years of striving to Roll the burden of Rock up a very steep hill to fame. I write for peace of mind now, blending a piece of my mind, with the music in me. The crowds have long fallen silent, the green rooms only hold blues. But I am content, as I go to chase dreams beyond all reality that only sleep can bring. "Peace be with you and yours for all the days to come in 2019 and when it too is left behind may you realize all the ways you came to find success in your music, in your loves, in your lives.....that you never knew It will not be easy what's good never is...we supplement with the bad, but it is what's bad that makes what's good so much more incredible. and so I say Good....Bye to 2018 and to some friends who are not here to savor the new year but I know they are savoring a heaven that has no times set Just a world of exquisite eternities. ©-2019 Matthew F. Blowers III Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

Endless Summers !

Dream Chasers II -Movie Finis

HELLBOUND movie II H E L L B O U N D ! _ A Dirge For Lost Souls. Just in time for Halloween but this is a true story happening all year long ,every year forever. This song is somewhat in the style of the Song: What if God Was One Of Us? but it's a lot more on the darker side..What If God Was Not One With You?? What if you knew that you had died? and were locked inside your coffin while your flesh and bones went rotten because of what you chose to do. In the darkness of that terrible box A L L A L O N E .... With no arms to pound upon the lid, left there for the awful things you did in your life Under satin lining sagging from the mahogony across the face of your skull and the bone of your knees. As each decade rolls on without you even when you are dust, woa oh oh oooohhhhh. You will stay conciously locked inside that box till resurrection day but then that box will open from the bottom side & any hope of escape will be denied as you tumble in the rushing tide of other sinners around you to be retried. You see, God will not grant You O B L I V I O N..... not when you chose your whole life to ignore him and though he was your creator you abhorred him. And you didn't have to be a prisoner in your grave your soul was something that he had hoped to save. But you turned him away time after time..... and on resurrection day your soul would be denied your presnce at his side. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III©-2018-Eternity. photo courtesy of Pixabay.com Stay rIght with God...treat him as if he was your best nieghbor and someday he will be. Quote by MFB III-©- 2014

On A Tuesday Afternoon On A Tuesday Afternoon….. On a Tuesday afternoon the sun broke through the clouds blessing my weary bones with tranquility after a Monday full of blues on the coldest day that ever choked the month of June….. so I slipped into my hammock and gazed up at the clearing sky and thought of you and a smile that I’d been long denied came and bent my face to a brighter place with joy renewed On days like these I realize I can’t live without you like two peas locked in separate pods we’ve shed the shells of our loneliness happily in my darkest hours your love showers me with sweet tranquility…. you mean so much to me oooo-oooo-oooo-oooo you mean so much to me…. On Friday night as you came into sight even the stars above couldn’t shine as bright as your lovely smile and the moon looked down with envy for the simple fact that I was granted something far more heavenly then he could ever be and his cratered face grew darker with intensity just knowing you were next to me…… And it’s nights like these I thank the Gods above for all your love that they sent down to share You are all I’m ever dreaming of, like fingers in a glove we fit together as a perfect pair. you are beyond compare to all girls anywhere……. ©-2018 –music and arrangement Music, lyrics, melody and vocals. by Matthew F. Blowers III

Lost Cause 0001 Movie Published on Sep 6, 2018 I just dropped in To say "I love you." but I can see that you don't care.... from that look in your eyes and the way you frown, there's nothing left for us to share. But I had to make one more attempt to break through your contempt anyway I could.....Baby because my heart has spent too long just trying to repent Your lovely face has become like a statue .....on Easter Island your heart has turned.... your heart has turned.... into stone..... and I am left alone to suffer on my own! And though I just stopped in to say "I love You." you've left me chilled to the bone......... L O S T C A U S E ! Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III -©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

Satisfaction Guaranteed & You Get Your Memories Back.<><><><><><><><><><><><>This song was writt... read moreen and dedicated to Jaruska's most precious father, and it honors the love they share, and all the memories they cherish in music and in this song forevermore. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>?<><><><><><><><><><><> Published on Sep 6, 2018An inspiring... read more look at getting old and how music can carry you back to all of your memories that you left behind. I was visiting an Old Folks Homewhere they came to hear me singsongs they cherished long ago and I watched their souls take wing......and I saw on each face all that time had erasedand all the smiles that I got to bring....Each note brought them all back to their husbands and wivesthat for years now had been goneand carried them back to all those parts of their livesthat had so suddenly moved on......And I saw in their eyes how music lets your mind backtrackwith SATISFACTION GUARANTEED and you get your memories back!!They say that nusic soothes the savage beastbut it also soothes the weary soul who has left behind their younger days only to find them again as the music plays And I had a sudden Epiphany a wee bit of cmfort came to me....Because I knew that someday I would be sitting there in a wheelchair, listening eagerly to someone singing me back to my memoriesWith SATISFACTION GUARANTEED!!!Art~Whimsically Yours StudioMatthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018w/credit to pixabay.comfor stellar pics.

Wax Museum remastered movie II Lyrics are on video-Enjoy!

Our Master's Plan Movie Our Master’s Plan We start off in pampers tucked around our ends and wind up in something damper that folks call depends. we’re born with no teeth and little hair on our head and most wind up bald with dentures next to our bed. we graduate as Seniors from our high school class becoming seniors again with wheelchairs under our ass…. mom starts us off nursing till we learn how to eat, then we face nursing again to meet our elderly needs it’s just the passage of time it’s all we’ve ever known and when you start growing old you will be living my poem We’re born in tunnels of darkness till we burst into the light… but when our death brings us darkness we slip through tunnels of light. it’s a complete reversal from our birth till our death from our first gasp of life to our long final breath…… It’s our creators plan all life fits this design every insect and flower and animals of all kinds each mothers labors at birth all those born labor to live until we all meet our maker who will condemn or forgive how we spent all our years between tunnels of darkness and tunnels of light eternal life or damnation we must strive for what’s right so that when we have left we will take joyous flights. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for thier stellar pics.

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SUPERBITCH Heartbreaker edition Finis Published on Aug 11, 2018 The Illustrious Tom Petty's Heartbreakers w/ Voodoo Fox's SuperBitch! S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here.But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen ]I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD /AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH /I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH /I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH /I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK /OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH /TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK /IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE /THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES /BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE /CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH /I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS /CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ /IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION /I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING /YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain

"SUPERBITCH !" RE MasterED Copy -finis II Published on Aug 10, 2018- (a collaboration between Voodoo fox and Me.) S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here. But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD / AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH / I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH / I'M A BITCH...... SUPERBITCH / I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK / OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH / TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK / IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE / THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES / BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE / CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH / I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS / CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ / IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION / I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/ I'M A BITCH............ SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING / YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH....SUPERBITCH !! words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain . Some of the pics in order of theoir appearence. Venus de Milo, Virginia Woolfe, Marilyn Monroe, Susan B. Anthony, Tina Turner, Joan of Arc, Bette Davis, the poetess Plath, 4 vintage actressess 1940's -50-s, Coretta King, Jacqueline Kennedy, Eleanor Roosevelt. Sally Ride, Clara Barton. Madonna, Madame Curie, and Voodoo Fox Of course, All the other ladies are pigments of imagination.

SuperBitch- Video- finis- Studio Cut Published on Aug 10, 2018- (a collaboration between Voodoo f... read moreox and Me.) Shine On time! S U P E R B I T CH ! ! Stand by to be amazed. This is the bio of a Super Bitch A great song slinger, stellar singer and a dead ringer of any fantasy all the males out there ever knew. The kind they peruse in their fondest of dreams. She is a crafter of kick ass, hard driving, power hits and so I bring you some colorful background on the storied history or should I say herstory as yet untold. The unforgettable Voodoo Fox aka: S. Pawne Feltington aka Sheri Thomas and I know her song is gonna help all oppressed women break free. Her ancestors are eons old She was the Queen of the Troglodytes whom they called Ugh-rip-em which translates to Slayer. She hunted and butchered 100 wooly mammoths in her heyday and wore huge fur coats from their hides. She is also not so distantly related to: Jenny-gus Khan, Matilda the Hun Joanne the Barbarian, She-man, Alexandria the great and so many more directly linked to her bloodline. She was once the sister of Wonder woman who was known as Plunder woman. and oh, how she pillared and plundered Most of her ancestors make Lizzie Borden look like a toddler with a butter knife She was Bonnies cousin without a Clyde, she had no need of a man to rob and terrorize banks She was also Cleopatras Body guard and she is directly related to far too many great warrior women to list here. But what they all have in common is an inner strength that can Lay a man to waste if he ignites their superbitch but that same inner strength can love him in intensely unique ancient ways like he’s never known. So sit back relax and listen and study this modern day Superbitch and be sure to applaud and comment on her song lest one dark night she might slip through your window and render you into a quivering pile of hamburger. Fasten your seat belts, and enjoy a rocking ride that will leave you breathless Let the havoc begin. Ladies and Gentlemen ]I bring you live for your entertainment pleasure The incredible Voodoo Fox But all of you in those Front row seats be warned she never nibbles on your hearts and souls ………..she bites. HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH !! SUPERBITCH I CAME INTO THE WORLD /AS A BILLION DOLLAR BABY GIRL/ IF THE WORLDS AN OYSTER I'M THE PEARL/ HEY HEY YEAH /I'M A SEXY SENSUAL SENSATION/ I GREW UP WITH WOMENS LIBERATION/ I'M THE DEFINITION OF BEWITCH /I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH /I CAN WEAR A WIGGLE WHEN I WALK /OR STRUT MY STUFF JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH/ JUST ENOUGH /TO MAKE A BLIND MAN GAWK /IF YOU'RE CALLIN' ME A TEASE /THEN SAY IT FALLIN' ON YOUR KNEES /BUT DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS PLEASE /CAUSE I'M A SUPERBITCH /I'M SO BAD GOODNESS KNOWS/ I'M A FOX DOWN TO MY TOES/ EVERY TIME I TAKE A BREATH IT SHOWS /CAUSE I'M BUILT THAT WAY/ /IF YOU WANNA TASTE PURE PERFECTION KEEP COMIN' ON IN MY DIRECTION /I'M THE SCRATCH YOU NEED TO FIX YOUR ITCH/I'M A BITCH SUPERBITCH/ I'VE GOT THE BODY AN' THE SOUL/ SO BABY BE GOOD TO ME AN' YOU'LL SEE/ I CAN BE SO GOOD YOU'LL LOSE CONTROL OF YOUR SENSES/ I CAN DO MORE THAN ANY THING /YOU'LL EVER WANT ME TO DO THE DEVIL IN YOU WANT A WITCH/ I'LL BE YOUR SUPERBITCH words by: s. pawne feltington & jamie quinn music by: s. pawne feltington Spoken Intro and Video Production by Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/ credits to Pixabay.com and Madonna fromthe Rebel Heart Tour 2015 - Stockholm Author-chrisweger-wikipedia file (unendorsed for this production) All other photos are in public domain.

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Movie -Depressions Wrath. The morning breaks much like my hearts been shattered in a spreading splash odf grief My days a long routine of endless repetitions My evenings bring no relief. The depth of my depression is a bottomless pit I'm falling endlessly like a tumbleweed into the center of it Screaming, "No-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-!!" and all that talk theraoy and counseling falls like babble on my ears cause I can't conquer my fears. Taking a handful of poills everyday won't cure my ills and they no longer bring thrills. Life has become my prison and death is no escape so I just hid in the shadows of the numbness I create through the pain of it all.... I am not the forst and i won;t be the last And Iam not the worst on whom this curse has been cast. Tomorrow ny morning will break again ]in a scarlet bloodbath and I''ll be trapped on the path of depressions warth depressions wrath falling endlessly down into it's cruel, cold facts. Depressions Wrath. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)2018 photo and song all rights reserved. The morning breaks much like my hearts been shattered in a spreading splash odf grief My days a long routine of endless repetitions My evenings bring no relief. The depth of my depression is a bottomless pit I'm falling endlessly like a tumbleweed into the center of it Screaming, "No-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-!!" and all that talk theraoy and counseling falls like babble on my ears cause I can't conquer my fears. Taking a handful of poills everyday won't cure my ills and they no longer bring thrills. Life has become my prison and death is no escape so I just hid in the shadows of the numbness I create through the pain of it all.... I am not the forst and i won;t be the last And Iam not the worst on whom this curse has been cast. Tomorrow ny morning will break again ]in a scarlet bloodbath and I''ll be trapped on the path of depressions warth depressions wrath falling endlessly down into it's cruel, cold facts. Depressions Wrath. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)2018 photo and song all rights reserved.

My Somewhat Stationary Friend. Movie Ever since I was a little boy you've been faithfully there for me, though you've changed in size much like I did we both share such history, My Mama loved me most... to you and back, she'd whisper it nightly, and since she died, you're my reminder of her love eternally. Chorus- I've kissed some truly lovely girls, after bringing them back home, as your watchful face peered through curtains of dark .... my favorite chaperon. I've walked many Moon rivers, savored moon pies sweetest blends and hated lonely nights I've spent, that never seemed to end but you were always there for me with memories to share, my stationary friend. My stationary firend..... Bridge Though men have walked your hardened face, I've faced hard walks lit by your grace, You always led the poet in me to write berneath your fingernail displays. I've played in endless tides you've moved to thrilling, monstrous waves, precariously splayed across surfboards, tempting fate on Summer days. When it comes my time to slip away through that inkwell death will bring, you'll be my nightlight... guiding me to heaven's realms, when my soul at last takes wing, and I'll blow a kiss to your cratered face, regretting all I leave behind, as you find new children peeking up at you through that great window of time...... .... yeah, you'll find new children peeking up at you... through that great window of time. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. blowers III Productions ©-2013 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pic.

"My Gift From The Summer Of 67. " -movie My Gift From The Summer of Love. You must be a reincarnation from the Summer of 67 cause your kisses are sweeter than any high I’ve ever known you’ve got me tripping on love’s acid till my mind is blown In this our Summer of love Baby you’ve got me feeling so stoned I’m in heaven…Hippie heaven Maybe I should be believing you came here ….. in a time machine which means you might be leaving but that would tear my heart to smithereens cause I love the vintage in you, and I know you love me too All the hippies who communed in Haight Ashbury would've loved the mantra your heart shares to burn all of men’s HATE into pure white ASH and BURY it anywhere bury it anywhere.... they would have woven flowers in your hair and made you queen of their dreams back there. I never made it to Woodstock the only wood stock I bore was in the U.S. marines when they trained me for war. but your love’s brought me the peace the world keeps fighting for Forevermore…since I got out of the Corp. I cherish the endless ways that your heart bleeds when the world can’t solve its many needs. I want to be a vintage man and spend my life with you we’ll build a cabin in the woods and shed the world so blue Let’s build our own Hippie heaven and raise some children who’ll be free of prejudice and hate and maybe start a legacy….. for generations to come because some skew in time brought you to me. Art~Whimsically Yours studio Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for their stellar pics.

This is probably the most inspirational song i have ever written, It came to me in the blink of an eye and as if I was ghost writing it it all fell into place and became this song. If I had far more talented skills on my guitar, it would be a rock and roll epic. but It's just me and my Mp3 and my ovation Round body guitar. I have always believed the umbilical cord is sacred just like the native Americans used to. It holds pwerful healing which even today is still being discovered by modern medicine. . I saved my sons in an air tight black container, but I also believe there is a longer, invisble umbilical cord that runs from the souls of our mothers directly to God himsilf. That is the story of this song. I take little credit for creating it, It may have come through on the pipeline of my long dead mother's Umbilical cord, as a gift from man's greatest muse. GOD! Thanks for listening. I've watched babies being born and I've watched men die.... They all let out a long, sad cry for their mamas..... when the start of their lives or thier end was nigh... And I've watched young lovers be dazzled by all the beauty they saw in each other's eyes... But they never learned the meaningof compromise and so I watched love die! Chorus- Life never hands you a pre-planned menu there's no program pre-written you've got to be aware of life every step that you go or you'll wind up smitten, by your choices, you know. Bridge- But there is a creator for all your bliss and chaos he will reach down and touch your soul. in your hours of needs. So thank him when your life's going well and ask him to grant you comfort and peace..... when it all goes to HELL!!! Cause he's a lot like your mother when you're born or you die.... each moment that you face this life changing it will alert him to your laughter and cries. Your umbilical cord that was severed... .also still runs through your mother's soul somewhere far up in heaven it's tethered to your God who can pull you out of any hole. "How do I know this?? because I've watched babies being born and I watched men die ! and I've felt their spirits R I S I N G Back to their maker on high!!!!!!!! Our Umbilical Connection. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018-with credit to Pixabay.com 4 stellar pics.

Just Counting Stucco Ain't it strange in the cusp of the night when you wake up to the weight of the world pressing you to the bed with no one to hold tight... till the morning light. Loneliness is a cancer It's a toe crushing dancer crippling all your moods When sleep is a darting butterfly I cannot catch...... All over the world eyeballs stare without feeling and count those stucco points across thier ceilings till their senses go reeling And only Love...ooo...ove.... sweet love...ove ove... can save them but love...ove..ove is strangely vancant when the world turns a cold shoulder on all those who will only get older..... and never know of true love...... Just Counting Stucco. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 W/credit to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.

Falling In Love Is The Softest Of Tumbles. - Falling in love is the softest of tumbles. there's no warning that you're gonna stumble into someone elses dreams. With just one glance or a dance or the hint of a smile, or the touch of her hand that remains for awhile. Until you both figure out what it means and love BURSTS at the seams!! Staying in love is like walking a tightrope where TRUST is no NET!! in the depths far below. Taking each step with uncompromised balance Never looking down or letting go! till you pass beyond doubt and you reach that safe haven of love beyond compare .then each moment you cherish will bless you with a marriage, that will promise a lifetime for you both to share..... Because Falling out of love is a pain filled decision, Turning warm conversations into angry derision. Till there's nothing left for you to say!! and you realize....that you must walk away. Though friends can be lovers, Former lover's aren't friends.... There is far too much sorrow.... when true love has to end......... only distance brings comfort it's a true anesthesia. until your memory so shattered by the bliss of amnesia Soon you'll realize that you have no cause to defend getting back on that tightrope .... and loving again.... with someone new who you hope will please you... just around life's lonely bend. Learning how to love again.... just around life's lonely bends..... Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (C)-2018-w/credits to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.

Some Thoughts While Standing Near Buddy Holly's Tomb Movie finis Only Buddy Holly's dust rests here with all his youthful dreams just some remnants of the fifties from a plane burst at the seams. Oh Lord, how that aircraft tumbled nose to tail, and tail to nose, how those boys each mumbled desperate prayers then they screamed at fate's cruel blows. leaving broken bodies scattered all across the once white snow, east of nowhere long ago.... That plane's big bop took seconds then it took Big Bopper too, nothing valiant would save Valens, and Buddy's dreams bid him adieu Just like eighth notes slashed across the riffs, in frozen field of blues. A tragic day the music died when the world forever was denied what could have been, great songs unwritten three promises in a blizzard smitten time stole what still can't be forgiven, three stars who still had so much living But what will truly be their legacy, lies in the songs that musically still have us listening eagerly and humming them daily, when radio stations dust off tracks that hold the gold.... today's songs lack, then sadly we'll go drifting back not to Buddy's tomb........ but to his tunes. And somewhere deep within his crypt, what still remains of his youthful lips, will bend for just a little while, in a long lost memory of his smile. in a long lost memory of his smile. Art-Whimsically Yours Studio MFB III Productions-©-1959-2018

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The Girl I'll Never Know- movie finis Published on Jun 7, 2018 I saw her once again late last night, a scene of beauty in my dreams eee, eee, eems, I reached across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems.... If I knew just where to go, to find the one that I love so, don't you think I'd be there now, to kiss the girl I'll never know... never know...ooo.ooo.ooo. I thought of her again tonight when sleep was a darting butterfly, I could not catch... I could not catch. I know she'll come again some lonely hour, Athena beauty in my dreams eee, eee, eams, I'll reach across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems. If I knew just where to go to find the one that I love so, don't you think I'd be there now, to kiss that girl I'll never know......ohhhh... I'll think of her again tonight, when sleep is a darting butterfly I could not catch, I could not catch..... I know she'll come again some lonely night, A scene of beauty in my dreams..eam..eams, I'll reach across the room to touch her hand, but nothing's ever what it seems... Yes I guess that how it must go, with the girl I'll never know..ohh ...ohh....ohhh..... The Girl I'll Never Know. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III & Greg Funkhouser -1973 -renewed (c)-2018 with credit to pixabay. com for stellar pics.

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More http://hardcoremix.com http://www.hardcoremix.com/ I have two songs listed in the Top Songs List on Hardcoremix at number 98 and 99. Please vote for me to move my songs up the list. The song titles are -"A Dirge For The Lonely & Innocence Re-visited Often Hardcoremix internet radio Thanks for your help.

Simple elelmentary lyrics more emphasis on the music God I'd give up half of my ability to have a talented instrumentalist add some incredible interpertation to this song. The Beauty Of You And Me. It's really not that simple ....It's complicated, my love for you is a r aging thirst it can never be slated, and if I "Drink of you only with my eyes my thirst is never abated. I need the quenching of your mind, your body and soul you don't know how long I've waited to share the bliss of whispered conversation in the wee hours of the morn, and to explore all the possibilities of your passion so soft and warm I am a thirsty man in a desert so dry and you're my only oasis that I just can't pass by, I think it's time to give the flowering of love a try, I see the need in your eyes. I know that we have both been hurt before, we threw away the keys of love and we locked the door. but I'm on the other side waiting there with something you'll adore... True Love forevermore... Cause I ain't going back, Baby to that pain I knew,. I just want to be with you cause you're the girl I adore.... It's time to open that door and embrace what will be...eee the perfect beauty of you and me..... The Perfect Beauty Of You and Me. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/credit to pixabay.com

A Hard Lesson To Learn. You've chained me to an emotional roller coaster, and your face should be on a missing adult poster because you've vanished completely from what I knew as my Son, and you've broken my heart and my soul with the things you have done... But I still love you so...ooo, it's the task I was given but you're out of control, with your useless addictions and you're reaching the point of no return. It's an Ass-kicking lesson my own Dad taught me to learn.. You're taking Ketamine and Kratom mixed with alcohol and you've been threatening your mother and me when the demons came to call and I am not going to tolerate your rages no more. You'll be riding my size 10 shoe right out that Damned door. But I still love you so...ooo, don't let it slip away, I'm not enabling your Ghanga until I'm finally broke...... It's time that you grew up because you're twenty-three. Your mixing anti-psychotics with illegal drugs and it's all killing me!! Pretty soon it will be killing you as well and I can't stand by and watch your life spiral into the depths of hell This is my final plea cause it's not up to me.... only you can take the road to help yourself and finally be drug free.... This is my ultimatum before you lose your family. The streets are awful cold and lonely BUT THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE GONNA BE... THA'tS WHERE YOU'RE GONNA BE . Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018- with credits to Pixabay.com for stellar pics.... Drug and alcohol addiction is a plague that is destryiong families and the love that they share for the victim. This is a strong message to my son and for all who have family members who take advantage, mentally and physically abuse and refuse to get sober.

Just Call Me Nobody! Search 0:03 / 3:44 Analytics Video Manager Just Call Me Nobody! audio movie finis Matt artwhimsicallyyours Matt artwhimsicallyyours Channel settings Add to Share More 1 view 0 0 Published on May 16, 2018 I should not be a nobody because I've come so far, I've touched the hems of fame several times but I got lost beneath the drag of her skirts But it's still comforting to be a nobody, There's no one bugging me because of my name, no one begging me for autographs I am completely anonymous. But it still hurts...... ... And I just realized my guitar was out of tune for the start of this song??!!! but it doesn't really matter cause no one's singing along...... I just keep writing my songs.... 800 hundred or so whenever the mood strikes me and when I've reached a million songs all those I've bored can simply........" BITE ME ! " And when they raise a monument to me, chisel my name across it and spell it correctly in capitals though I don't knpw Why ?? Three inches deep at least N - O - B- O- D - Y- Three inches deep at least N - O - B- O- D - Y- N - O - B- O- D - Y- Cause I'm a nobody.... And don't let nobody weep for me I've been as happy as I can be Writing lyrics to my melodies Until my muse sets me free..... Sets me free........ Dreams often have to wait... sometimes even until you reach the other side. Just A Nobody Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credits to Pixabay.com

Every day Is Just Another Day Like The Day Before - Finis Movie Published on May 10, 2018 On the road until I'm ready to explode you're all I need to hold not this damn guitar and yet I've got so far to go.... I miss you so! Every day is just another day just like it was before and every night is just a pause to sleep and dream of you. So I sat down and penned this song for you that's pouring from my heart And I miss your kiss and your gentle smile I know you've got commitment issues and you're probably reaching for a box of tissues.... So let me send you a 1st class ticket to any of my destinations Baby, you can pick it! Cause I understand you're reluctant but I'm a lonely man and I need you to come and spend a couple of days with me and the band I know you've got commitment issues and you're probably reaching for a box of tissues.... We'll share some dinners out and a concert or two you'll have a front row seat as I blow kisses to you... and though you might have to travel so many miles I'll pay you back Baby with a thousand smiles Because I miss you Girl There ain't no place in the world I want to be without you.... Every Day Is Just Another Day Like The Day Before. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credits to pixabay.com for some stellar pics.

I like Puppies On The Beach. -movie finis 0001 Published on May 8, 2018 I like watching puppies on the beach, all of them prisoners to their leash, struggling to be free, ain't that like you and me, in those rush hour crowds, trying to squeeze on by, hurrying to and fro, with a blues filled sigh..... Well I'm sitting on Hilton Head, but that head doesn't mind, cause I've found peace here instead of a natural kind, And I don't ever want to go away from here, If I could stay here forever and a year I'd die a happy man....... I like bikini's on the beach, but what they hold is out of reach, I'm someone elses man ... but it's eye camdy for sure!! and everytime they pass me by I remember my youth, from a long, long time ago , yes, I remember my youth from so long ago...... Hey, Look, a puppy just got loose, it's dancing in the surf and it makes me feel good cause someday I might be free from the chains if this Earth. Someday I'll be like a puppy dancing in the clouds and I'll be screaming out loud that " I'm in paradise!" at long last I'm In Paradise, in Paradise........!!!! I like watching Puppies On The Beach. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for stupendous pics.

St Ignatius After Prom Dodge Ball Ballad VI St Ignatius After Prom Dodge Ball Ballad VI Published on Apr 19, 2018 It's After Prom at St. Ignatius where all the seniors are granted one more recess and a chance to play, Inflatables galore and over 65 dodge balls on the gymnasium floor. where they can hit on girls all night and the girls can hit back too in a battle to find whose the champion when the game is through right here at CSU Rec Center!!! There'll be lots of food and fun when the dancing is done until they move on with their lives into their futures to come..... So grab a ball and throw it as hard as you can, cause knocking out the other side is your battleplan and it's a lot like life you know..... you've got to fight to win everywhere you go-oo-oo--!! Let's make the St. Ignatius After Prom the most "BODACIOUS!!" that has ever been done in the whole wide world..... So grab a team mate and come out to play a game of dodge ball that will take you away to all those wonderful times in your younger days. and someday you'll reminisce just like I do cause I'm a senoir too whose much older than you.... and I'm hoping all your dreams come true when After Prom is over and you're headed to.... all your tomorrows all your tomorrows to come......... but now it's time to have fun....... Have Fun ! ! ! The St. Ignatius After Prom Ballad. Art~ Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (C)_2018 my photos and w/credit to Pixabay.com for some stellar pics .; "May you live as long as you want and may you never want as long as you live.!

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Defining Grace Without Words Finis If I could define grace in a physical way with out any words to clutter up the meaning you know it would be you it would be you.... and if I could discover beauty unlike anything the world has seen it would be evident in your eyes so green gazing up at me after we kiss I've never seen anything as lovely as this and though it's all been said ten million times before by men who were trying to open the door to a woman's heart. I pray you'll give me the key even though these words are cliche and old cause i love you girl and even though these chords have been played ten billion ways they are all stroked with love because I'm dreaming of living with you in my world because I love you girl I love you girl. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2018 w/credit to Pixabay.com for thier stellar pics.

Hardly Enough.- movie Aud Finis II Published on Apr 11, 2018 We've been together long enough to realize there is no spark in your eyes. you look at me as if I'm a stranger....sometimes. and it always seems to be lately that what I do is hardly enough and I've had enough cause baby it's too hard and it's hardly enough anymore to call it love to call it love. Maybe it's time fior you to find how hard it is to find enough to find enough of new love in a society that has cheapened it down to just hooking up . And then maybe Baby I'll hook up with you later when you come running back to me realizing hardly enough is far, far better baby then no love at all. But I hate to see you settle so don't let my feelings meddle f rom your journey away from hardly enough of my sweet love. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio Matthew F. Blowers III (c)-2018 w/credit to pixabay.com for stellar pics.