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Don't Watch Me Cry
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Don't Watch Me Cry
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Jorja Smith
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Panda Trap Piano Tutorial
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Don't Watch Me Cry
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Panda Trap Piano Tutorial
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By Jorja Smith. By Jorja Smith. Arranged by Panda Trap Piano Tutorial. Pop. Score. 3 pages. Panda Trap Piano Tutorial #839849. Published by Panda Trap...
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By Jorja Smith. By Jorja Smith. Arranged by Panda Trap Piano Tutorial. Pop. Score. 3 pages. Panda Trap Piano Tutorial #839849. Published by Panda Trap Piano Tutorial
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Don't Watch Me Cry by Jorja Smith - Piano/Vocal/Guitar, Singer Pro
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Piano, Voix et Guitare
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Jorja Smith
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Don't Watch Me Cry
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Sheet Music for Don't Watch Me Cry by Jorja Smith arranged for Piano/Vocal/Guitar;Singer Pro in Db Major (Transposable). Digital sheet music from Musicnote...
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Sheet Music for Don't Watch Me Cry by Jorja Smith arranged for Piano/Vocal/Guitar;Singer Pro in Db Major (Transposable). Digital sheet music from Musicnotes.
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Don't Watch Me Cry by Dario D'aversa - Piano Solo
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Don't Watch Me Cry
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Performed by: Dario D'aversa: Don't Watch Me Cry Digital Sheetmusic - instantly downloadable sheet music plus an interactive, downloadable digital she...
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Performed by: Dario D'aversa: Don't Watch Me Cry Digital Sheetmusic - instantly downloadable sheet music plus an interactive, downloadable digital sheet music file, scoring: Instrumental Solo, instruments: Piano; 3 pages -- Solo Instrumental~~R & B~~Indie Pop~~Neo-Soul~~Indie R & B
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The Story Of Reuben Clamzo & His Strange Daughter
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Chorale TTBB
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Arlo Guthrie
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Craig Hanson
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The Story Of Reuben Clamzo &am
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Choral Choir (TTBB) - Level 2 - SKU: A0.1270160 By Arlo Guthrie. By Arlo Guthrie. Arranged by Craig Hanson. A Cappella,Comedy,Folk. Octavo. 6 pages. Edi...
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Choral Choir (TTBB) - Level 2 - SKU: A0.1270160 By Arlo Guthrie. By Arlo Guthrie. Arranged by Craig Hanson. A Cappella,Comedy,Folk. Octavo. 6 pages. Edition Craig Hanson #862589. Published by Edition Craig Hanson (A0.1270160). For TTBB chorus a cappella and solo voice. As performed by Arlo Guthrie.Wanna hear something? You know that Indians never ate clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what happened was that clams was allowed to grow unmolested in the coastal waters of America for millions of years. And they got big, and I ain't talking about clams in general, I'm talking about each clam! Individually. I mean each one was a couple of million years old or older. So imagine they could have got bigger than this whole room. And when they get that big, God gives them little feet so that they could walk around easier. And when they get feet, they get dangerous. I'm talking about real dangerous. I ain't talking about sitting under the water waiting for you. I'm talking about coming after you.Imagine being on one of them boats coming over to discover America, like Columbus or something, standing there at night on watch, everyone else is either drunk or asleep. And you're watching for America and the boat's going up and down. And you don't like it anyhow but you gotta stand there and watch, for what? Only he knows, and he ain't watching. You hear the waves lapping against the side of the ship. The moon is going behind the clouds. You hear the pitter patter of little footprints on deck. ‘Is that you kids?’ It ain't! My god! It's this humongous, giant clam!Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A clam twice the size of the ship. Feet first. You're standing there shivering with fear, you grab one of these. This is a belaying pin. They used to have these stuck in the holes all around the ship… You probably didn't know what this is for; you probably had an idea, but you were wrong. They used to have these stuck in the holes all along the sides of the ship, everywhere. You wouldn't know what this is for unless you was that guy that night.I mean, you'd grab this out of the hole, run on over there, bam bam on them little feet! Back into the ocean would go a hurt, but not defeated, humongous, giant clam. Ready to strike again when opportunity was better.You know not even the coastal villages was safe from them big clams. You know them big clams had an inland range of about 15 miles. Think of that. I mean our early pioneers and the settlers built little houses all up and down the coast you know. A little inland and stuff like that and they didn't have houses like we got now, with bathrooms and stuff. They built little privies out back. And late at night, maybe a kid would have to go, and he'd go stomping out there in the moonlight. And all they'd hear for miles around...(loud clap/belch).... One less kid for America. One more smiling, smurking, humongous, giant clam.So Americans built forts. Them forts --you know—them pictures of them forts with the wooden points all around. You probably thought them points was for Indians but that's stupid! 'Cause Indians know about doors. But clams didn't. Even if a clam knew about a door, so what? A clam couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping up to a fort at night, put them feet on them points, jump back crying, tears coming out of them everywhere. But Americans couldn't live in forts forever. You couldn't just build one big fort around America. How would you go to the beach?So what they did was they formed groups of people. I mean they had groups of people all up and down the coast form these little alliances. Like up North it was call the Clamshell Alliance. And farther down South it was called the Catfish Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and down the coast defending themselves against these threatening monsters. These humongous giant clams. Andt hey'd go out there, if there was maybe fifteen of them they'd be singing songs in fifteen part harmony. And when one part disappeared, that's how they knew where the clam would be.Which is why Americans only sing in four part harmony to this very day. That proved to be too dangerous. See, what they did was they'd be singing these songs called Clam Chanties, and they'd have these big spears called clampoons. And they'd be walking up and down the beach and the method they eventually devised where they'd have this guy, the most strongest heavy duty true blue American, courageous type dude they could find and they'd have him out there walking up and down the beach by himself with other chicken dudes hiding behind the sand dunes somewhere.He'd be singing the verses. They'd be singing the chorus, and clams would hear 'em. And clams hate music. So clams would come out of the water and they'd come after this one guy. And all you'd see pretty soon was flying all over the sand flying up and down the beach manmanclamclammanmanclam manclamclamman up and down the beach going this way and that way up the hills in the water out of the water behind the trees everywhere. Finally the man would jump over a big sand dune, roll over the side, the clam would come over the dune, fall in the hole and fourteen guys would come out there and stab the shit out of him with their clampoons.That's the way it was. That was one way to deal with them. The other way was to weld two clams together. [I don't believe it. I'm losing it. Hey. What can you do. Another night shot to hell.] Hey, this was serious back then. This was very serious. I mean these songs now are just piddly folk songs. But back then these songs were controversial. These was radical, almost revolutionary songs. Because times was different and clams was a threat to America. That's right. So we want to sing this song tonight about the one last... You see what they did was there was one man, he was one of these men, his name will always be remembered, his name was Reuben Clamzo, and he was one of the last great clam men there ever was. He stuck the last clam stab. The last clampoon into the last clam that was ever seen on this continent. Knowing he would be out of work in an hour. He did it anyway so that you and me could go to the beach in relative safety. That's right. Made America safe for the likes of you and me. And so we sing this song in his memory. He went into whaling like most of them guys did and he got out of that, when he died. You know, clams was much more dangerous than whales. Clams can run in the water, on the water or on the ground, and they are so big sometimes that they can jump and they can spread their kinda shells and kinda almost fly like one of them flying squirrels.You could be standing there thinking that your perfectly safe and all of a sudden whop.... That's true... And so this is the song of this guy by the name of Reuben Clamzo and the song takes place right after he stabbed this clam and the clam was, going through this kinda death dance over on the side somewhere. The song starts there and he goes into whaling and takes you through the next...I sing the part of the guy on the beach by himself. I go like this: Poor old Reuben Clamzo and you go Clamzo Boys Clamzo. That's the part of the fourteen chicken dudes over on the other side. That's what they used to sing. They'd be calling these clams out of the water. Like taunting them making fun of them. Clams would get real mad and come out. Here we go. I want you to sing it in case you ever have an occasion to join such an alliance. You know some of these alliances are still around. Still defending America against things like them clams. If you ever wants to join one, now you have some historic background. So you know where these guys are coming from. It's not just some 60's movement or something, these things go back a long time.Notice the distinction you're going to have to make now between the first and easy Clamzo Boys Clamzo and the more complicated Clamzo Me Boys Clamzo. Stay serious! Folk songs are serious. That's what Pete Seeger told me. Arlo I only want to tell you one thing... Folk songs are serious. I said right. Let's do it in C for Clam...Iet's do it in B... For boy that's a big clam... Iet' s do it in G for Gee, I hope that big clam don't see me. Let's do it in F... For …he sees me. Let's do it back in A...for a clam is coming. Better get this song done quick. The Story of Reuben Clamzo and His Strange Daughter in the Key of A.
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Ta Maman for alto, cello and guitar
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David Warin Solomons
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Ta Maman for alto, cello and g
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David Warin Solomons
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Small Ensemble Cello,Guitar,Voice - Level 3 - SKU: A0.576653 Composed by David Warin Solomons. 20th Century,Contemporary. Score and parts. 10 pages. Dav...
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Small Ensemble Cello,Guitar,Voice - Level 3 - SKU: A0.576653 Composed by David Warin Solomons. 20th Century,Contemporary. Score and parts. 10 pages. David Warin Solomons #51133. Published by David Warin Solomons (A0.576653). Very sad poem by Paul Maertens about a child he came to know from his medical practice. The mother was unmarried and ashamed and tried to ignore the child as if it were a reproach to her, the child became autistic and unable to react to others. This setting for alto voice, cello and guitar reflect the mood of the poem in all its sadness. The sound sample is a performance by the composer, with Chris Benson on cello. (The guitar's 6th string is tuned to D - much use is made of 12th and 19th (or 7th if preferred) fret harmonics) The pdf file contains score and parts. An instrumental version of the the music, entitled Promenade d'hiver (viola, cello and guitar), is also available on this site. It is sung in French, but for convenience I am providing an English translation below (not for performance purposes). Ta Maman, p'tit gars, ne te désirait pas.Maintenant tu ouvres les robinets, et vois l'eau couler sans vouloir la saisir.Ta Maman a nié son attente. Ton Papa n'est pas tien, et ta Maman, de honte, t'a caché dans ses seins. Tu naissais sans qu'on te donne la vie. Tu étais dorloté, car il ne fallait pas qu'on t'entende, mon gars. Ta Maman ne te regardait pas dans les yeux; tes sourires n'ont pas eu de réponse. On ne t'a pas aimé.On t'a interdit la vie. Ta Maman ne pouvait soutenir ce reproche que tes yeux lui lançait; et pour mieux te fuir elle fit de toi cet objet cet oubli, un chien propre et fidèle qu'on lave, qu'on nourrit. Maintenant tu te promènes une auto à la main, sans jouer sans sourire sans parler. Ta Maman est partie, et tu n'as pas pleuré; tu as laissé ton auto quelque part, et tu ranges les cubes étalés devant toi: toujours dans le même ordre, simplement, sans angoisse, sans bonheur. Tu ne vis pas, p'tit. Réveille-toi, mon gars! Your mummy, little chap, did not want you. Now you turn on the taps and watch the water flow, but you don't want to grab it. Your mummy didn't admit she was expecting. Your daddy isn't yours and your mummy, out of shame, hid you in her breasts. You were born but you weren't given a life. You were rocked to sleep because you weren't supposed to be heard. Your mummy didn't look into your eyes, your smiles got no response. You weren't loved. You were forbidden to live. Your mummy could not bear the reproach your eyes shot at her, and in order to flee you all the more she made you into this object, this forgotten thing, a clean and faithful dog that you wash and feed. Now you roll your toy car around, without playing or smiling or speaking. Your mummy has gone and you didn't cry. You've left your car somewhere and you arrange the cubes in front of you, always in the same order, simply, without anguish, without happiness. You are not living , little one. Wake up little chap!
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Lovin' And Livin'
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Ensemble Jazz
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INTERMÉDIAIRE
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Michael Drake
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Kevin Carberry
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Lovin' And Livin'
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Michael Gene Drake
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Jazz Ensemble Jazz Ensemble - Level 3 - SKU: A0.1503623 By Michael Drake. By Michael Drake. Arranged by Kevin Carberry. Broadway,Film/TV,Jazz,Latin,Musi...
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Jazz Ensemble Jazz Ensemble - Level 3 - SKU: A0.1503623 By Michael Drake. By Michael Drake. Arranged by Kevin Carberry. Broadway,Film/TV,Jazz,Latin,Musical/Show,Singer/Songwriter. 200 pages. Michael Gene Drake #1079086. Published by Michael Gene Drake (A0.1503623). Lovin’ And Livin’ is from my CD “No Tan Lines” 1997. This is a Big Band arrangement with a vocal and trumpet solo.michaeldrakemusic@outlook.com https://drakemusic.com/https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lsu5pReG-ACHORUSLovin’ and Livin’, Livin’ and Lovin’, Lovin’ and Livin’ it’s just a game. Lovin’ and Livin’, Livin’ and Lovin’, Lovin’ and Livin’ it’s all the same. VerseWhen you love one, it's hard enough, But when you love two, it's double trouble. The first one can be, so much fun, The second one, makes you run and run. It is brand new, for her and you, But please don't worry, it's part of life.VerseWell we talk about, the way it was, And we talk about, the way it should be.And we talk about, the way it is, And we talk about, the way it could be.VerseIt seems to me, if your gonna play, you need to play, a certain way, and it's not for me, to tell you how, you need to find the path yourself.VerseWell You feel inside, about the potential, and you cry in-side, of the consequential a philosopher, I am not, you need to do, what your passion tells you.
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