David Baumgarten - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Allow myself to introduce...myself.I am a producer, songwriter influenced by Joni Mitchell, Billy Joel, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Steeley Dan, Bob Marley, Earth Wind and Fire and the Jackson 5.What I write is meant to elevate humanity to higher realms in a contemporary jazz, pop fashion. Creating lasting standards to test time is my goal. The feedback from talent is that lyrically and melodically my work is rich and appeals to the body, heart and mind of the listener.Commonly my songs are love songs. The music is born when I find an area of my life where I am suffering in some way or longing for something. Somewhere the songs protagonist is keeping him/herself small. Invariably I use my own experience for this. Inside all of my work is a degree of transformation, growth, newness and life - a novel way of seeing things.Afternoons, you can find me singing melodies into a voice recorder while wandering around the neighborhood, adoring my wife, and taking out the trash.

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Member Since: 10/17/2006
Band Website: songster.podomatic.com
Band Members:
Influences: Joni Mitchell, Billy Joel, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Steeley Dan, Bob Marley, Earth Wind and Fire, The Jackson 5, Norah Jones, Elton John, The Beatles, James Taylor, U2, David Gray, Coldplay, Michael Hedges, Richie Havens, CSN, The Who, Ryuichi Sakamoto, Stevie Wonder
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Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: None

My Blog

Reply to Yuka Honda

In my dialogue with Yuka Hondahttp://www.myspace.com/yukahondaOn her blog titled: The Natural ProcessThere is the birth of cells and the death of cells...yes.The sprouting of a blade of grass and rot....
Posted by David Baumgarten on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 07:03:00 PST

Whose Self Is It Anyway

In my dialogue with Yuka Hondahttp://www.myspace.com/yukahondaIn her blog titled The Natural Processps. You say: "to love, you can't prioritize yourself."Who is Self?Play with Self.yourselfYour Self?W...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 08:09:00 PST

Poem - We Are Evolution

We are evolution.There is no battle to be won.So stop.Pour unhappy from your cuplike yesterdays coffee sludge.Make space for a fresh view.All is newAll is new All is new...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 08:49:00 PST

Poem - MySpace is God

I look at you and remember how I broke apart.Just being here can be like that. It has as much to do with you as me though. So painful. This separation seems like you are thereand I am here and great i...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 09:54:00 PST

Poem - Valentines Day

Happy Valentines Day My Love!KwiYoung, I am lazy to get a rose; they become pale and wilt and rot.I loathe finding sweets; their inspiration last only moments.I could drag myself to get a card by anot...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 07:44:00 PST

Poem - Me. Ow.

She gave us Zion.In thatevery dream I have ever hadis fulfilled.What relief.To have my life be donefor me.I walked dark streets,a shaking orphan cat starvingamongst the well fed, witheringwith a prett...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 09:21:00 PST

Poem - You Are .

I have always been waterformlesspowerungraspablenone know how sothen I fill your containeryou can hold no moreand expand...and expand...and expandbigger...bigger still...to hold mehold me and know how...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 10:16:00 PST

Poem - We Have to Let You Go

We have to let you go.I cried as I spoke these wordsto a man today....and,to his family,his wifehis recently deceased father as he prays,his mother in her last dayshis future employersand God......wha...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 06:54:00 PST

Poem - Intoxicate me

Looky here darlin':It's ain't what you want.I can't afford to care what you desire. You can express yourself with poems and ladeedaa, pictures and roses and threats to handle me...and that still isn't...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 04:02:00 PST

Poem - I Am Cat

You ask for a poem from melike a cat going to lap up milkfrom a strange bowl.She creeps up on the bowl, slowlyas if stalking prey. She gets her eyesover the rim. White milk shimmers, eyesgrow wide as ...
Posted by David Baumgarten on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 03:26:00 PST