messin with a guitar sound (will be on my next CD)
my music store: http://www.ronaldjenkees.com/music-store**this tune will be on my next CD - I came up with this jam recently so I don’t have it available yet. thanks for all the emails and interest in it! can’t wait til it’s done (hopefully late summer of 2008 - no hard date yet).just havin some fun with a guitar sound on the Motif XS8. The patch I’m playing with is called Hard Ramp AS1&2. I made the background beat using FL Studio.PS. I’ve read some reviews of this vid as if I’m trying to be a “keytar” player (apparently not a desirable thing, but how can you not like Edgar Winter’s “Frankenstein”) and that I should just play a real guitar. LOL @ some of those same people who probably play guitar hero (nothing against it but hopefully you see my point)! The irony! The point is, folks, if you find a fun/inspiring sound to jam with, by all means, you should JAM WITH IT! I don’t care if you find a $3.00 plastic trumpet. Don’t worry about the technicalities and what people say. In the long run it’s about the fun that YOU have making music.Thanks for watching!!!
Luther Van Dross-Dance With My Father Again
I love this song,very touchy.Not mine.My goal is to have this video honored at least once.”Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocenceMy father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and thenSpin me around ’til I fell asleepThen up the stairs he would carry meAnd I knew for sure I was lovedIf I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with himI’d play a song that would never, ever endHow I’d love, love, loveTo dance with my father againWhen I and my mother would disagreeTo get my way, I would run from her to himHe’d make me laugh just to comfort meThen finally make me do just what my mama saidLater that night when I was asleepHe left a dollar under my sheetNever dreamed that he would be gone from meIf I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with himI’d play a song that would never, ever end’Cause I’d love, love, loveTo dance with my father againSometimes I’d listen outside her doorAnd I’d hear how my mother cried for himI pray for her even more than meI pray for her even more than meI know I’m praying for much too muchBut could you send back the only man she lovedI know you don’t do it usuallyBut dear Lord she’s dyingTo dance with my father againEvery night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream”



