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blues guitar
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london
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robert phillips
robertemerald
tichphillips
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robertemerald
» genre:
Blues >
Acoustic Blues
» location:
Robert Phillips
» label: unsigned
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I'm fighting cowards wanting to be famous 'intuitives' all day. And I haven't a clue who they are.
Anti the sustained distain being forced into my consciousness. The Better Men Blues. Strangers' kicks.
Fun with this style. In the middle of a storm I lit a cigarette.
Apparently I'm struggling against a no books upon their shelves famous divine Bod Dylan woman men who are also claiming to be psychic policemen? If I wasn't me their extraordinary gooey 24/7 hate me would have......
Heratfelt hobo blues. About being bullied. Read notes. Thankyou for listening.
Wacky animation sounds. Fun. Work in progress, but my tired strings are doing sounds not usual.
It's about people I don't know who hate me so much and are such a gang that they figured a way to spy on me through threats and distain so cleverly they can give you my lyrics before I post them. No one dares oppose. I do.
Sound effects for animation. Think smooth ride into the wind. Thankyou for listening. I'm doing my best.
Revisit. See last August/ Today at around 5 p.m.
Stock standard hobo blues with intro. Thankyou for listening. This is 13 04 13 around 4. p.m., part of a larger session. Apparently I'm fighting a large tradition and myth about me.
Bit different. Not much. These are notes before I take the denigration seriously. A sort of shot across the bow. It will be ignored. I don't know them at all. A ghost ship. A shot across a ghost ship's stern.
Standard defend myself not guilty blues, hobo style. They, whoever my nameless unknown to me detractors trying to be my spiritual biggies 'nanu nanu' are, will say its all disreputable influence. They are full of it.
May be temporary, not that anyone cares!! Hobo blues as I pretend to be an ancient American 1920s robot. The below futuristic Ethics Of New Robot Consciousness And Its Import On Mankind In The Future only involves those who recognize what saying
Straight up woke up this morning blues with a dire feeling of being abused by persons unknown behind closed doors. I want it to stop. Cowardice and lies may not be an issue for them, whoever they are, but I have a right to fight it.
Temporary. Probably just today. It's a challenge. No Australian should have to endure cowardice.
I calling out a pack of thugs. I don't know them but they are loud and trouble. They have my number and address. If anyone believes one has to live life without being judged by strangers, make them call me. The actual me though, make sure of that
My usual hit back, which never hits anything, from 18 03 13.
Think dusty road for animation.
This is a better one. I think.
Just wanted it recorded. As in a record of it.
This is badly done and a bit confused. 06 03 13. One of three done in succession. It's about a poor little girl whom solves half her problems by making them about someone else. A 'Thankyou Girl'.
Some folk do not feel a thing.
Little different, not much. Whoever the bastards sitting on me are, there is no greater persons cruel in Western Australia. I'm assuming criminals.
slow, badly done blues.
Anti-bully blues. She, whoever she is, empowers her 'men', whoever he hell they are, and then they attack me and my back fully admitting they regard me as an aberrant child, or worse, nuts. It's all in the 'cool'.