Paddy Wex - I, Pad, Haven't Got An Ipad (original comedy song)
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I, Pad, don't possess an iPhone; Haven't got an iPad; what an irony! I used to have an i-chair when I was just a baby Now all I have is ITV. If I truly loved technology I'd keep an i- on every kind of gadget you can name: An iPatch would be perfect for the puncture on my bicycle And cutting things just out of reach could be done with an iSickle If you're upper class and stupid but want to seem quite clever The iTwit is the thing for you, the best invention ever If you want to cut some timber, why not try the Apple store? It may sound pretty ugly but there's nothing like an iSaw.
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Caledonia - Christy-Lyn (harp and voice)
Written by Dougie McLean, this song is about love for the homeland - Caledonia is another word for Scotland. When I was living away from home for 1.5 years, I used to sing this when I felt homesick!
If I were sorry, by Frans
Long Distance Baby
From the Borealis albumLong Distance BabyLong distance babyWe'e takin the long way downYoure the stars youre TipperaryAll the miles in your eyes of brownMy long distance babyLong distance babyAll the pictures I took in my mindYour smile your wedding dressI reach out but theyre hard to findLying crumpled somewhere in a recessWe bled out all our high timesWe drove just too damn hardAn ocean between our primeAnd a love to worn and scarredIts a long distance babyLong distance babyYou gotta keep that rig a rollinHaul that bag of bonesOr she'll be on that mystery train boySixteen coaches longLong distance babyWe're takin the long way downIf we could even talk some maybeWe could pull out of this ghost townI want to send out this wounded white doveOut beyond the water wideAnd meet again my first loveDown by the riversideBut its a long distance babyLong distance babyLong distance baby
Joshua B Barker -
My playing an original song called "Wintertime" solo on Tenor saxophone. The video also includes a lot of improvisation on the piece.
Long Distance Baby
From the Borealis albumLong Distance BabyLong distance babyWe'e takin the long way downYoure the stars youre TipperaryAll the miles in your eyes of brownMy long distance babyLong distance babyAll the pictures I took in my mindYour smile your wedding dressI reach out but theyre hard to findLying crumpled somewhere in a recessWe bled out all our high timesWe drove just too damn hardAn ocean between our primeAnd a love to worn and scarredIts a long distance babyLong distance babyYou gotta keep that rig a rollinHaul that bag of bonesOr she'll be on that mystery train boySixteen coaches longLong distance babyWe're takin the long way downIf we could even talk some maybeWe could pull out of this ghost townI want to send out this wounded white doveOut beyond the water wideAnd meet again my first loveDown by the riversideBut its a long distance babyLong distance babyLong distance baby