MUSICSIREN'S INTERESTS:GENERAL: Piano, guitar, songwriting, poetry, videography; my dogs Ladybug, Houndog, Blackie; beef cattle ranching and farming, UFC fighting - mixed martial artsMUSIC: Classic rock, country and Southern rock, selected bluegrass, selected pure country, progressive and modern rock when it has a lyric of value, a melody line, and a warm melodic singer who doesn't have to imitate Hootie or Creed.MOVIES: Places In The Heart, Legend of the Fall, The Piano, Amadeus, Steel Magnolias, This Thing Called Love, Napoleon Dynamite, Cold Mountain, Dogfight, The River, Sweet Dreams...in general, movies that have a good storyline, well-defined characters, and a plot that inspires or teaches about life. I also tend to like movies centered on a musical theme or plot as well as historical romances and other period pieces (in the 1800's and early 1900's). A good modern comedy is always uplifting.
TELEVISION: Fox News...controversy and truthBOOKS: Hitmen, The Artist's Way, The BibleMOTTO: Persistence pays!MUSICSIREN'S DETAILS:
STATUS: Single
HERE FOR: Networking, Friends
HOMETOWN: Willow Springs, North Carolina
BODY TYPE: 5' 9"
RELIGION: Christian
BIRTHDAY: NOVEMBER 18....
ZODIAC SIGN: Scorpio
HERITAGE: English, German, 1/2 Irish (Collins, Kelly)
EDUCATION:Three years of college
MUSICSIREN'S SCHOOLS:
Elon University,
Elon, North Carolina
North Carolina State University, Raleigh, NC
3 yrs. toward Bachelor's Degree
MAJOR: BiologyMUSICSIREN'S NETWORKING:
MUSIC - PERFORMANCE - KEYBOARDS
I love to create and play music, both on guitar and piano. I am in my element working with other musicians. All facets of the creative arts are of interest to me, both on stage and behind the scenes.
GYPSIES
A gypsy queen came from New Orleans,
with eyes like embers in the night.
She gazed into her ball, said "Madam'll tell all
Things that will shock and delight."
Nowhere could be heard a single word.
Even the trees were in her spell.
Her mysterious charm, cause for alarm;
She was either from Heaven or Hell.The gypsy queen had a daughter, Earline.
They say her skin was softer than silk,
With an endless stare under jet black hair
And a face like honey and milk.
Her passion play was a thing they say
that could rip the skin from your bones.
Her smile betrayed her tender ways.
You could see her dance until dawn.Gypsy James had a couple of names,
an alias he used in town.
Late at night under candlelight
you could see him pouring whiskey down.
He had a double-edge sword,
called upon his Lord,
when he did a dance among the flames.
He walked across the coals;
How he stirred their souls.
He was just a wild Gypsy James.The gypsy caravan was a motley band,
Like a hurricane, blew through the town.
People made way for Gypsies that day
Lured by their Pied Piper sound.
On a starlit night when the air is light,
You can hear their music 'til dawn.
Their wicked ways are the Devil's praise.
Leave them alone; they'll be gone.Gypsies like these are hard to please.
They'll burn you in the heat of the night.
Then get up & walk away with little to say,
and leave you laughing in the light.
Gypsies like these you can not trust
and you'll never forget their smile.
They'll burn out before they rust, but
You love them, they're wicked and wild.Have you seen the gypsies?
Wicked, wandering gypsies?
Black leather bikers, wild hitchhikers,
Hemingway writers, MMA fighters,
A rockstar and actor with fame,
By any other name, all the same
Just gypsies...© Sandra Lee Myatt
ANGEL: SARAH MCLACHLANI DON'T LOVE YOU: MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE
Baby was a butterfly, wrapped in her cocoon.
She was just an embryo; she would be born soon.
The day they tore the forest down; she had to learn to fly.
Baby was not ready; Guess it was "do or die".Wrap me in your body heat; wrap me in your love.
Fit me like a second skin; suit me like a glove.
Hide me deep inside your heart; never give me up.
Wrap me, warm me, hold me in your body heat & your love.Buddy was a man of steel; he had a heart of stone.
He could not think; he could not feel, spent his time alone.
When he saw that lady there, wrapped up in her dreams,
Black leather hit the dust, chrome engines turned to rust;
That lady really made his Harley scream.Wrap me in your body heat; wrap me in your love.
Fit me like a second skin; suit me like a glove.
Hide me deep inside your heart, never give me up
Wrap me, warm me, hold me in your body heat & your love.© Sandra Lee Myatt
Words are an art, a la carte, in the universe
I can take my pen and settle in to rhyming verse
Some say I am a fool; the writer's tool is dreaming
Words like an art from head & heart keep streamingMy words have been across oceans & on the concert stage
My words have painted pictures and video displays
People I don't even know have been touched by my wordsWords are an art, a la carte, in the universe
I can take my pen and settle in to rhyming verse
Some say I am a fool; the writer's tool is dreaming
Words like an art from head & heart keep streaming.© Sandra Lee Myatt
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you, "declares the Lord, "and will bring you back from captivity." [Jeremiah 29: 11-14]
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SILENT LUCIDITY: QUEENSRYCHE
ENTER SANDMAN: METALLICA
CALL ME WHEN YOU'RE SOBER: EVANESCENCE
MY IMMORTAL: EVANESCENCE
THIS YEARS LOVE: DAVID GRAY
MI ALMA RECLAMA: LOS TEMERARIOS (mini-movie w/moral)
THE GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME: ELVIS PRESLEY
LIVING FOR THE CITY: STEVIE WONDER, RAY CHARLES
