I Hear Music

As a young person, I watched and listened to wonderful musical television shows such as The Ed Sullivan Show, Hit Parade, Name that Tune, Sing Along with Mitch, Lawrence Welk,  Hee Haw, Hullabaloo, and American Band Stand.

At any moment in time you could hear the walls of our family home vibrating from the music and big voices of Billie Holiday, Duke Ellington, Ella Fitgerald, Peggy Lee, Rosemary Clooney, Sarah Vaugh and many other greats. Beethoven, Bach and Mozart were also regular guests at our home.   It’s no wonder that I associate music with events and experiences.   But I had no idea that I could be the originator of music until recently.

My creativity was totally released in 2005 when Hurricane Katrina hit my dear New Orleans.   During the storm I painted  N’Awlins, Pick up the Sticks. Having lived through Hurricane Betsy, I knew what Katrina was going to do to my family, friends, culture and history.  I watched helplessly as the winds and water brought New Orleans to its’ knees.   Like many others, I couldn’t find my family but fortunately art provided me a safe place to displace my emotions while I did what I needed to do to help my family and New Orleans pick up the pieces of the life they once knew.

I still hadn’t finish expressing my feelings about the betrayal and pain this catastrophic storm had caused.   I called a friend of mine in the music industry (Sonny Emory) and told him that I needed to write a song.  He told me to do it. After writing the lyrics, Sonny created the amazing music and arrangement.  The song is of course called, N’Awlins, Pick up the Sticks. It is clearly a song that needs to find its’  place in the world and I’m claiming, once released, that that will happen.

Since 2005, I have written other songs that I want to share with you.

N’Awlins, Pick Up the Sticks

Barbara K. Reed copyright 2005

 

Evacuation, mandatory relocation, no communication

So much devastation, searching for a loved one

No one else has heard from

Don’t know if we we’ll meet again

Or if a heaven they’ll be waiting

Well it’s time to pick up the sticks want to see you fixed, yah

Want to come home; it’s time to come home

Well where I leadith we could not see

Too afraid to hope, we just had to believe

Didn’t know when they would come to our rescue

Until they did we did what we do

We hoped and prayed and held each others hand

The only thing that mattered was our fellow man

It was a lesson learned, yah

New Orleans, I want to come home, it’s time to come home

Yah, New Orleans, it’s time to come home, it’s time to come home

Well, I got to pick up the sticks I want to see you fixed

Yah, want to come home, let me come home

Well it’s time to pick up the sticks want to see you fixed

Yah, I want to come home, It’s time to come home

Well, New Orleans, I want to come home, let me come home

Yah, New Orleans I want to come home, it’s time to come home

Well, I got to pick up the sticks want to see you fixed, yah

I want to come home, it’s time to come home

New Orleans I want to come home.

Out of the Rubble

 Barbara K. Reed copyright 2010

 

Out of the rubble came triumph, it came to them all

Out of the rubble came life, they said no more strife

Out of the rubble came leaders, to lead them on

Out of the rubble came a chance to sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Out of the rubble came housing, no more shacks

Out of the rubble came schools, no more lack

Out of the rubble came products from their land

Out of the rubble came freedom using their own hands

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Out of the rubble came acknowledgment of their special place

Out of the rubble came humanity from all different races

Out of the rubble came strength from the power of mankind

Out of the rubble came blessings from the divine

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti let’s sing this song

Aye Aye Aye Aye Haiti the victory is on

Lovin Me Won’t Let Me Stay

Barbara K. Reed copyright 2010

Love ya from the time we met

Thought you were the one

Love ya when the sunshine set

And the moon merged with the sun

You were the only one

That made my heart beat sing

You were the only one

Where I wanted to wear a ring

But sometimes we change our life

‘Cause love don’t work for us

Sometimes there’s too much strife

And no reason for us to trust

Love ya with all my heart

In spite of your cheating ways

Love ya with all my heart

But lovin me won’t let me stay

But sometimes we change our life

‘Cause love don’t work for us

Sometimes there’s too much strife

And no reason for us to trust

Love ya with all my heart

In spite of your cheating ways

Love ya with all my heart

But lovin me won’t let me stay

Lovin me won’t let me stay

Lovin me won’t let me stay

 

Life Iz Colorful song

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Barbara Kendall Reed copyright 2012

 

Life Iz colorful which way do I go?

So many possibilities that warm the soul

What’s really real to me?

Can I create something I can see?

 

It seems to be such an easy thing to  do

But I might have to create new rules

To design what was meant to be

A colorful life that I can see

 

Bring me joy, purpose and spice,

I want, a colorful life,

I want a colorful life,

I want a colorful life, that’s right

 

Life iz beautiful, I just want to be

One of the colors that is beautiful to me

Red, orange and bright yellow

Or maybe it’s blue, or green

They’re both the cool fellows

 

Life iz colorful, I’m going to get it right

I’ll find a path whether it’s day or night

I’ll find my way, to a colorful life

A life that’s rich with fulfillment, that might

 

Bring me joy, purpose and spice, I want

a colorful life,

I want a colorful life,

I want a colorful life, that’s right

 

Life iz beautiful, I just want to be

One of the colors that is beautiful to me

Red, orange or bright yellow

Or maybe it’s blue, or green

They’re both the cool fellows

 

Bring me joy,purpose and spice, I want

a colorful life,

I want a colorful life,

I want a colorful life, that’s right