Fingas On The Pulse

Nothing was happening but I was going to publish anyway but I lost most of the podcast except this snippet. My best work. My first published musical content of 2022

44 years ago, I was desperate to stop drinking alcohol. Desperate enough to take action and accept the help that had been offered to me for years. Once I accepted help and did what I was told to do, I started to feel better spiritually, mentally and physically. Today, I have finally realized how much my dismal approach to financial stability and prosperity has affected me in all ways negative. I have also come to realize how my insistence on being broke has and does affect the people I love. I plan to incorporate 12 Steps, Think and Grow Rich, and other approaches as I continue and make season 3 of "Fingas On The Pulse" the season I get my financial shit together.

I've improvising morning song piano for the entirety of Season 2. 6mos ago, I changed my body for the better via diet and exercise. Today, I am determined to change my relationship with money and "riches." I am going to relate my progress applying the practice and principals of both Napoleon Hill's "Think and Grow Rich" and the 12 Steps of Alcoholics Anonymous to my active attachment/addiction to the disease of Poverty. I've had a taste of the good life and I want more of it.

My friend, Robert, was admitted to the hospital yesterday for Congestive Heart Failure. He doesn't want visitors and I didn't call last night because I didn't want to bother him. But he's been a constant friend to my family and my mind has been focused on him since I heard the news about his condition. Any prayers and healing thoughts/vibes are welcomed.

Couldn't get in the groove today, stuff on my mind. Like, where am I going to get the money for my trip? Got 16 days to drum it up. That's it. That's where I get my groove, I'm fund raising for love.

Talking bout the devil. Turns out Satan is just an angel with an angle. And an eternal grudge against the One who has power over good-n-evil. The One who spoke Lucifer into existence. It's the mainstay of effective propaganda: create a powerful enemy and an equally powerful campaign to vanquish said threat to the values and the lives of all who make up the communities and nations of earth. That's what this song is about, even if it doesn't sound like it is, it is.

Too tired to take sides. Too tired to tan hides. Been fired by both sides. I quit.

Went to sleep at 5am. Woke at 9pm. Running behind ever since. This is about having a reason to wake up.

Couldn't sleep. It's morning now so I sang a simple song about a señorita dulce y bonita.

After yesterday, nowhere to go but up. And this tune is a step or two out of the basement for me. The title refers to last line of the song (repeated a few times) and it means just what it says: 'Goodbye 4 Now'. Though, in case you need to know when I think we'll meet again...I'm shooting for tomorrow. Till then: Goodbye 4 Now.

This song is a dud. Feels like the worst song I've played in this Morning Series. And I've played some crummy tunes on this podcast. That's all.

Late in the Morning Blues is just what it sounds like it is...a song about waking up late and the first thing ony mind, my love. Wish I was more honest on this rough draft of this tune...gonna polish this turd.

I have to go to sleep even though I don't want. The content tonight's ridiculous. Yet it's content still. Buena's Noches.

Snippets of Chords and random ideas because I feel good and just want to ramble about love, the future and getting things. Because there are things I have to get done this month. Wish me luck.

Stop talking to a close friend a year and a half ago. A stupid disagreement where I was being a jerk because I didn't get the response I wanted, or I got the exact response I wanted. Not sure. Just I miss my friend and I'm sorry it happen. And, except for the misunderstanding about the opportunity to "hug' things out in the end, serves me right to suffer, I am to blame.

I am singing myself into positive thinking and attitude towards Costa Rica. I need to collect more money, climb more stairs, write more songs and stories, learn more songs, build more muscle so I can make my friend happy. Pray and meditate more so I can be happy. Letting Go of Old Ideas about lack and not being worthy, good enough.

Just an exercise equating Morning Song with Morning Pages. The idea being it's a method by which my, your voice can be found without censure. Anything can be said, or sung, because no one is listening, not even me, or you.

Not a rant/Almost a ballad. Missed my workout yesterday and I have a twinge iny lower back. I don't want to hurtyself but I want to continue making Spiritual, Mental and Physical progress. I don't know where this 10 thousand dollars is coming from but it's coming. Everyday must be met with a positive, can do attitude. I don't care about the quality of these songs. Yesterday, I imagine it was garbage, but it doesn't matter. Just clearing away the wreckage of my now.

This morning wanted to good on key board while listening to Modern Wisdom podcast w/ Chris Williamson and Brad Schulberg. They were talking about mediation at some point during their conversation, hence the song title. If I get in trouble for using Mr. Williamson's podcast, that's when I'll know I'm getting somewhere with this stuff.

I don't think plate is even mentioned in this song, but I like the title. I think, from now on, I'm going to come up with the title before I come up with the song. I think lyrical content will be more consistent and tolerable that way. Cover a lot of stuff, gender wars for instance.

Getting back into the morning song routine. Kinda rough vocally but there are a couple of lines I can glean from the lyrical content. Though the flow is often interrupted by me censoring myself because I would embarrassed by my sentiment if someone ever actually listens to this podcast, much less this episode.

More or less experimental piano doodle with plenty of vocal incoherence.

This is the only day guaranteed though it's not guaranteed to last a full 24 hours. Just Now...Now is all we have... probably will be the title of my next Morning Song. If I not around to write it, maybe you will. Don't get wrong, I want to live and I plan on being around tomorrow, gonna do all I can to survive another day. But my "this is It Now" attitude improves the quality of my life. I'm a person who needs "now or never" in order to thrive.

Sometimes I walk the walk but most times all talk, talk, talk. The irony is, in order to walk more, I have to talk myself into taking the next step. That's what this podcast is about: me triumphing over me. I know it's no surprise to find out I'm my own worst enemy. It's an ancient archetype, prehistoric in its origin, I'd wager. But I'm not making any bets in my ability to change my tendency towards self loathing. But I'm going to give it all I've got. Starting...Now.

Woke up this morning realizing I'm reigning in my nature and starting to worry. Reviewing my day to trace the beginnings of this self-sabotage, I realized it did not start with my wonderful conversation with a good friend, it did not start with me talking and helping my beloved. No, it started with my attempt to deal with government bureaucracy and its automated response system. I ended up frustrated, confused and afraid. I'm having those feelings now just recalling those events from yesterday. No more. Yesterday, my friend asked me, "Where is this all going?" He was talking about my music, my writing, my work. He was talking about my work. But I'm applying the question to every aspect of my life and, last night, after I hung up on our state government's automated fubar mechanism, after cancelling all life affirming plans because of my fatigue and creeping worry that the Man's Hammer was aiming for my head, I went to bed and slept. I woke this morning knowing my destination, knowing Where This Is Going.

Meandering hopscotch over the key board gaining a bit of momentum with stream of consciousness lyrics rant touching on the desire to be a good person despite falling short in so many areas Belated gratitude for patient friends mentioned briefly though not enough said. And, since we're goin there, song's title is misleading, there is little evidence of funk or soul in this time.

Every day is a New Life Episode. Make it your best ever. Everything you have experienced can be used today. Appreciate the people in your life today. Do good work today. Play music, draw pictures, tell stories, take care of one another. Do your best and leave the rest...for tomorrow's episode.

This song recorded after hours in response to a friend's FB post. Love is the answer. Real Love. True Love.

This a "motivational dirge" describing broken promises made in the past regarding the follow through on big ideas. The whole reason for the morning song series is to have some kinda proof I actually do something productive each and every day.

In this short episode, I wonder about a country, a social media and a people that insists on taking advantage of the diminished capacities of once great champions. Evander Holyfield the latest example. This is not boxing but it's making boxing a laughing stock and it's awful to think about doing that to a man who, in his prime, took on all comers, and beat most of them.

You can tell these are Just Woke Up This Morning Songs. Clogged, nasal voice squawking half baked ideas strung into crude couplets that are supposed to rhyme but, more often than not, fall short in every category except the one that states: "I recorded podcast and put it out there." At least I can say I've got this out of the early, first thing, before I could sound like myself...and put thoughts into words then string together into complete sentences.

Another morning song delivered technically in the morning, 90 minutes the a.m. side of high noon, but later than yesterday. Could've done this before the sun came up. Maybe tomorrow.

An original good morning song. Craggy voiced, rough around the edges, morning breath, needing a shave but glad you're here.

I just started banging chords on the piano and sing whatever's on my mind. Sounds qualities bad but I don't want to overthink anything.

I'm tired of stopping, starting and taking the easy way out. I wish I would have put the previous sentence somewhere on the audio on this episode but I didn't because I did zero prep for the show. The Stopping Has To Stop.

Instrumental music track called "Mi Preciosa." Written and performed by Joe Fuller ©2021

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