Here's one thing that has been written about me and my music:
"Tim Kelly writes and performs songs with outstanding lyrics that reflect the varied experiences of his life, accompanied by his driving guitar style. Tim's songs range from odes to his [+]Here's one thing that has been written about me and my music:
"Tim Kelly writes and performs songs with outstanding lyrics that reflect the varied experiences of his life, accompanied by his driving guitar style. Tim's songs range from odes to his Irish ancestors to ballads about subjects as varied as TV programs, life in small-town America, and ranting pirates."
I didn't write that. Honest!! It was written by a friend of mine for the Queen City Balladeers website. I think he even meant most of it. The Q.C.B. is a Cincinnati folk music organization that's been going since the folk-boom of the early 60's. Check out the website at www.qcballadeers.org.
My cd, Flower Girl, is a tribute to my niece, Sarah, who was the flower girl at my wedding when she was 8 years old. The title song was written for Sarah's wedding and is a heartfelt reflection of the deep love I feel for her and the bittersweet memories of childhood lost. My whole family cried when I played it at her reception.
"Time slipped through my fingers, oh and I moved far away. And now I hardly ever see you any more. But those precious memories linger though they've faded into grey. Maybe that's what hearts are for."
"Rock Star" is a rollicking pipedream of fame and fortune for those of us who are legends in our own minds. Guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and get your toes tapping at the same time. I wrote this with Jan O'Donnell and played this one at my wedding.
"I wish I were a rock star cause then I'd play my guitar And spend a lot of time up on the stage With all those girls around me so happy that they found me They want me cause I am the latest rage"
"The Outdoor Type" was written by Tom Morgan. It is a forlorn ballad that chronicles the gradual demise of a lovesick ne'er do well as he pursues the girl of his dreams but just cannot overcome his true nature. A hapless Romeo beneath the wrong balcony. We is who we is, I reckon.
"Hokey Pokey Day". This one literally came to me in a dream. It's about live-and-let-live and why-can't-we-all-just-get-along. The last verse tells the story of how the song was born in a dream and poses eternal questions such as "Where do dreams come from? Where do they go?", "How can we capture our muse?", and "How far
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