cosemos's jams

Whistles and organs, my kind of tune. Plus, his name is Toots. That's just tops.

A tad infatuated with Harry at the moment. This one is real good.

OOF. The way he sweetly sings... "do do do..."

Françoise, again. 'Cause moons.

OOF, the sweetness of this one! "Red lady, you're just fine."

Well, this rules.

Oof. "Je ne veux plus personne, puisque je t'ai connu."

Mmm...

"The sun is rare, and happiness is, too." Oof. Haunted by this one.

"I didn't know what to tell her, I had a dizzy feeling in my head..."

The instrumental break in this one ... oof.

"When we're out in the moonlight...."

I’ll say, “It’s easily done, you just pick anyone and pretend that you never have met!” Oh, Bob. I just love ya.

One more tune from our EP (I can't help myself, sugar pie honey bunch...)

Jam #100! A tune by myself and my dear friend @brianvendiola. (We put out an EP last week!)

Oof. Can't sit still and have this playing, I assure you...

Oh, Harry. "...before the mo-o-orning comes!"

Oof. What can I say about this one... "You've had your fun you don't get well no more... It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for"

Man oh man, I'm a little bit older today...

Happy Christmas to all (on this planet or another) !! Love, C

Nothing brings forth the cheer like some Bloodshot Bill in the ear. Ha.

My nearest, dearest lady is leaving the country (for good) this week. Here's a tune for that.

You dance with the lady With the hole in her stocking Didn't it feel good? (Oof. This tune.)

This tune is tops. Thank you, Bert Jansch.

"I said, "Girl, you drank a lot of drink-me, but you ain't in a Wonderland..." Oh my darling, Donovan.

A catchy, curious and creepy little number.

An eerie instrumental, with plenty of tremolo and reverb (aka scrumptious). Thank you, ladies of La Luz.

"My hungry arms Long for your charms" Oof!

Oof. This is tops.

"And the moon's so big and ripe, it can hardly climb, bright as a dime." Oof. (I prefer cantaloupes, though)

Unbelievably fun local band, going to their record release tonight. This tune is TOPS. Oof!

"I can't help it, if that doggone moon above makes me need someone like you, to love." OOF.

"Green are your eyes, in the morning when you rise." Oof.

"It hurts me all over, it doesn’t seem right" OOF.

Oof. This little ditty. He's like a modern Lee Hazelwood, from just north of this city.

New goods, but good goods. A hometown Canadian band, for Canada Day, of course. Oof!

Somebody's always trying to get my baby shook...

Oof. That's good.

An instrumental goodie, from me to you.

Swoon for this moon tune.

Heavy. In the words of Roald Dahl, "scrumdiddlyumptious".

Oof! This was released before 'Soulful Strut', and I fancy it more, too. That groove...

Little boy blue, do do do do do do do....

Fickle felines and temperamental lovers...

Oof, this sweet little thing.

France Gall, what a peach.

That's my kind of philosophy, B.B.

Hey, the roof is a leakin' and the snows' a fallin' on my head, it won't stop. (Oh, winter blues...)

Perhaps tunes like this will help the crocuses break through the cold ground faster...

A little ditty I came up with. The timing may be off and I've sung in better ways, but this was meant to be a silly little thing, anyhoo.

A song with cruel intentions. But not really. Just those sweet Everlys at it again.

On an Everly fix. Here's a real shaker. I miss Phil quite terribly...

Saw ol' Gino last Saturday night. Despite being nearly 70, he still shook, shimmied and rolled. What a time!

"I've already got a sugar baby dolly-hoo." Oh Wanda, my sweet.

Happy birthday, me! This was on the French 60's ladies collective vinyl that B surprised me with. It deserves an "oof". So, "oof"

Impressive ice storm here means living without heat, hot water or electricity since Saturday eves. This is the tune of the moment...

Yes, please.

This! (ah ah ah AH, oh oh oh)

A silly but sweet one. Bonus points for a superbly awkward and goofy video.

Off to New York tomorrow eves, here's a sweet swoon tune (neat footage in the video, too)