Author: Ty

My Dad is not a great Dad.

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My Dad was not a great Dad.
He had his faults.
He had his weaknesses.
He made mistakes.
We had our own little fights.
Or big fights. Lots of big fights.

But I must admit,
flawed as he may be.
He did step up and helped me
when I needed him most.

My Dad was not a great Dad.
To me, he was awesome.

Someday, my son and I will have our own arguments.
Our own little tiffs.
But someday, I would like to be there for him,
when he too, needs me most.

I miss him right now,
and it really, really sucks.

New Song Added – Seven Years Gone

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Is it possible for someone to fall in love with a song
the first time they hear it?

I know I have asked that before,
but this one here, I have fallen in love with quite easily.
So much that it’s actually changing my life.

Well, not actually “changing” it,
but it is changing the way I view things.

I have learned that as much as you waste your time questioning everything,
you can’t keep yourself wallowing in hate.
No matter if your faith and beliefs gets shattered,
you need to pick yourself up,
and move on.
Heal thyself.

It’s a song by one of my Guitar Idols, Mr. Richie Sambora.
I have always been a fan of his style, since his Bon Jovi days,
and also loved his solo albums.
He definitely is a big influence in the way I play music.

This is my rendition of his song, Seven Years Gone.
Please do not mind the mistakes on this one.
I just enjoy covering songs that I love.

All effects are from Garageband,
and all instruments are played by me.
Except for the drums. I just arranged that one.

Thanks again for listening.


“You can’t find the road to healing,
when you’re blinded by your pride.” – Richie Sambora

Seven Years Gone


Music by – Richie Sambora
Cover by – Ty Martell

Lyrics start here:

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Not Happy

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It took me almost 9 hours to record one song,
And still not happy with it.

Music making used to be easy.
I don’t know what the heck happened.

It always go downhill whenever I do the voices.

I stopped after the 61st take.
We’ll see how it plays tomorrow.

Mom’s Day 2014

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This is the woman who suffered raising Beavis and Butthead here.
I don’t know how she did it.

Come to think of it,
When we were growing up,
Mother’s Day and My Mom’s Birthday,
are the only days my brother and I
would actually try our best
not to kill each other.
So it is a very special day.

Happy Mom’s Day to all you Mother’s out there.

Obligatory “First of May” song post

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How can I not re-post this song?
Today, of all days.

The Brothers Gibb is probably one of my guilty pleasures
when it comes to listening to yesteryear’s music.

Don’t judge me.
I know you secretly dance to “Stayin’ Alive”
whenever you hear it come on the radio.

The BeeGees are cool.
A lot of bands and artists covered many of their songs.
I covered this one many years ago, because it’s one of my favourites.
As a matter of fact, “Words” is the very first song I have learned to play completely.
From start to finish, without pausing to figure out the chord fingerings.

Anyway,
Here is “First of May.”
Music by – The Beegees
Voice, all Instruments and percussion arrangements – Ty Martell

Lyrics begin here:
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My dream with Marilyn

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Those of you who really know me,
You know how much I’m infatuated with Marilyn Monroe.
I adore the legendary, fragile woman.
I really think she was way smarter and more intelligent
than what she projected to people.

Anyway, I dreamt of her last night.
I am writing it here because it was very cool, like a movie.
Well, not really a movie, but maybe a quick TV story.

You are not obliged to read to the end of this post,
but if you are still reading this, then read on.
I’ll tell you how it went.

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Quick Trip

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I have to go home to Canada quickly this weekend
Because life threw another curve ball at us.

I’m sure you may have noticed,
I am not a big fan of this thing called life anymore.
I am not fond of anything that treats anyone unfairly
without rhyme or reason.

So, I better go and leave,
Before I punch life in its throat.