A special request from my (former boss) good friend,
Tammy V.

Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton.

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Now I’ll be honest here.
I do not really know what would prompt her
to make a song request,
but then again,
we used to work together and I know
that we are both gluttons for pain and punishment.

So here’s the song you requested Boss Tammy!
I won’t deny you the misery and discomfort.

This song was composed by Herschelle‘s sister, Herween.

A pretty cool song, which I must admit,
one of the best lyrics I have ever read.

It’s written in Filipino, so for anyone who reads this that doesn’t understand the language,
it’s a song about love, heartbreak and longing.
I think.
I hope.
I would translate it for you but I didn’t write it.
So I’d rather not mess up the meaning.

Thanks to Herween, for giving me permission to post her song here.
I truly hope I gave it justice.

So, here’s
“Wag Na Lang”
by Herween A.

To Be With You
by Mr. Big.

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It never ends, doesn’t it?

Just when you thought you were safe
from my wretched and pitiful music playing,
here comes another one.

But you see, I should have your pity.
Because inside my head,
there’s this constant rhythm that just wouldn’t stop.

From the moment I wake, up until the day ends,
I hear this continuous beat-like tempo.
Along with all the voices inside my head.

But I am not complaining though.
I like it.
I enjoy it.

Amidst all the chaos in this world,
Music calms me down.
It helps me put everything in perspective.

You know whenever I listen to the songs I play,
It seems like it is painting me a picture.
A pretty picture of the sunset, by the meadows,
Green grass, trees, a rainbow,
and me, smashing my guitar to pieces,
punching a hole through my big ass amplifiers,
setting the whole place on fire,
shouting and screaming at the top of my lungs,
with tears flowing down my face,
as I get hit by lightning.

It’s art.
You wouldn’t understand.

We All Dream Of Love
By Paul Gilbert.
From the album “Space Ship One.”

I recorded this, a couple of weeks ago,
I just never got the chance to post it here.

Just like every other stuff that goes thru my head,
I never get the time to write it down here.

But then again,
I do most of my critical thinking
while I’m in the bathroom.

So, I am sure you don’t really want to hear
what I was thinking at that point.

Anyway,
Check out this new song under Chorus.

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Guitar Man
by Bread

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I remember the first time I heard this song,
I was in my room, contemplating the meaning of life,
conjugating verbs, solving math problems
and understanding the universe,
I said to my self,
“Wow, this song is pretty cool.
I would give anything and sell my soul
to become a real Guitar Man.”

Following my dream of becoming a real musician.
Being able to play music, as long as you please.
From one place to another,
24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 12 months a year,
365 days, 52 weeks,
525,600 minutes.

I don’t really know where I was going with that.

What I am trying to say was,
now that I am older,
I realized that
I am glad I didn’t sell my soul for musical talent.

I would rather have a gorgeous body and chiseled good looks.

Screw talent!
Beautiful people can get away with anything
and get whatever they want.

That’s the lesson for today.

I have no clue what I am saying here.
I am an ass.
And a loser.

Are you still reading this?
Why are you still reading this?

I have never met anyone
Who hasn’t got any issues with their Father.

I am aware that no Father is perfect,
and sure as hell that I am not.

But no matter how hard-to-live-with
and how annoying they are,
you always seem to find in your heart,
to forgive them.

And at the end of the day,
you realize,
they are still your Father.

I know someday,
my kids will have issues with me.
And I pray in the hopes that they
will be able to forgive me too.

So let me dedicate this song,
to all Father’s out there,
especially to my friends,
who have become Fathers in their own right.
And always giving it
their best shot.

A cowboy song I have learned while we were down in Kansas,
about someone’s Father.

Don’t Ever Sell Your Saddle
By Randy Travis,
and as performed by the Prairie Rose Wranglers.
Guitars and Voice by – Ty Martell

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Happy Fathers day!!!

Crazy Love
Music by Poco
Guitars and Voices by – Ty Martell

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I was trying to play a different song,
I don’t know how I ended up with this one.

I was planning on playing something fast,
something that rocks,
something that is crazy.

So I guess, when I thought of crazy,
I thought of people that I love.

They’re so crazy,
They make me want to swallow
a whole bottle of aspirin.

Or bleach.

Heaven
Music by Bryan Adams
All Guitars and Voice by – Ty Martell

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A special request from Kristine.
My official Song Manager/Promoter in the Philippines.

Be careful when you see her,
because she will make you listen to my songs
even if she has to hurt you.

You know, it’s amazing when your family appreciates you,
but it’s even better when they love what you do.

So, here’s your request my dear Kristine.
Hope you like it.
Love ya!

(Marilou! Yours is next.)

Here’s another song I have been jamming to,
these past few days.

Immigrant Song
Music by Led Zeppelin.
Guitars by – Ty Martell

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It’s quite timely and controversial too,
with all the immigration and border issues
in the U.S. these days.

So I thought I’ll do this song,
because I am a controversial man,
and I like to stir the shit from time to time.

We are all Immigrants.
All of us have experienced migrating
from one place to another.

Whether it be another town, state or country.
We all have experienced the hardships of fitting in
and the hopes of being accepted.

You have to find your purpose in life.
Even if it takes you far away.

Take me for instance.

I came here from a far away place,
On a quest to find the “Continuum Transfunctioner.”
To stop it from destroying the universe.

Hail Zoltan!