It’s Not My Last Encore (Original Song )

Written and recorded by Jan M. in a 50 degree cold as hell travel travel trailer on a blustery day in New Mexico

Used to sleep on busted couches
Beer soaked set lists in my hand
Threw my heart at every weekend
Till it was time to load the van

Posters peeling in the back rooms
Sticky floors and empty cans
Whole crowd singing every chorus
Louder than the band


It’s not my last encore
Doesn’t ring like it did before
Can’t hit those high notes I was made for
So I tune my guitar down low

It’s not my last Encore,
I’m not quite finished yet
Maybe I’ll hang around a little longer
and play just one more set


Now the stage is where ever I make it
Mostly in my back bedroom
Writing songs about the old times
Trying hard to stay in tune

Maybe I should take it easy
Maybe it’s just not my time

But my fingers still remember
Every climb, Every Dive


It’s not my last encore
Doesn’t ring like it did before
Can’t hit those high notes I was made for
So I tune my guitar down low

It’s not my last Encore,
I’m not quite finished yet
Maybe I’ll hang around a little longer
and play just one more set


Lonely highways endless drives
Cheap motel dreams and buzzin’ signs

All that’s left are faded photos
From younger days and reckless times

Now the crowd is just a handful
and my throat is running dry
I lean into rough every note
and I finally feel alive


It’s not my last encore
Doesn’t ring like it did before
Can’t hit those high notes I was made for
So I tune my guitar down low

It’s not my last Encore,
I’m not quite finished yet
Maybe I’ll hang around a little longer
and play just one more set

oooohhhhhhh

Madman Across The Water Cover

It’s been a long minute since I’ve recorded a song. Here is my rendition of Madman Across the Water by Bernie Taupin and Elton John. I remember buying this masterpiece album when I was in high school (just a couple of years ago).

With a little help from “Eva” the 109 year Violin, (a little amped up) I put my own little twist with my limited resources… AKA… no orchestra nor band.

Birthday Present in Song – Brass in Pocket!

Hey! Did you get a chance to see my Rockumentary called “Story of a Rocker Chick?” If you did, then you know my friend and ex-manager Patti. She’s been a good friend and confidant for the past 35 years and it’s her Birthday! What do you get a woman who has everything? A song of course! So, for the past few weeks I sweltered in my upstairs “studio” with outside temps 105+ and did this little number.

Musicians: Guitars – me Cajon – me Vocals – yeah.. that’s me

Here’s Brass in Pocket “Zoom Style”

Enjoy!!

Kentucky Kin Folk

My dad was born and raised in Eastern Kentucky. As a matter of fact, my Kentucky roots go back several generations of Cornetts who came from England and settled in the Appalachian mountains. My dad was able to leave the hollers and a life of  working in the coalmines by joining the Army in 1941. Many lived their entire lives in the hollers, and working in the mines.

I’ll be kicking off my 2017 Summer Concert on the Couch Series this June. I’ll be inviting musical guests (hopefully the show up!) and of course there will be poodles!

 

Simple Man Cover

In 2015 I did a Summer music Series called Concert on the Couch. Every week I played a song and occasionally had guest performers drive all the way to my ranch to do a tune with me. I live in the boonies so, to have someone come and visit is a treat!   You can see the entire concert here