Vocal Music

Little Engines Can Do Big Things

Ron Runeborg — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:13:38 +0000

Again, for youngsters only. A reading of the Thomas and Friends book “Little Engines Can Do Big Things” for the little woman’s nephew Zane. Includes the little woman making noises as page turn prods. Delivered in my marvelous English accent, which only occasionally seems to be Scandinavian, but really isn’t.

Little Engine That Could

Ron Runeborg — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 02:05:23 +0000

Unless you’re about 3 years of age, this will likely not be interesting to you. In fact, I’m not even sure yet if a 3 year old likes it. But here it is anyway. A reading of the book “The Little Engine That Could”, with page turn instructions for my wife’s nephew Zane.

Baby, You’re the One

Ron Runeborg — Tue, 24 Aug 2010 03:36:59 +0000

A few people… ok maybe one person has wondered how I write verse; like what’s the process. Well Timmy… sometimes I have an earworm! (that’s a song in my head) and I write what fits in the song syllablalitily! Often the poem has nothing to do with the original song, mainly cuz I can’t remember other people’s lyrics any more than I can my own verse which would amount to none so there. And often the melody I sing my words to (in my head) is one I made up cuz the stupid song writer didn’t jam enough words into each note for my taste. But… and this is the special part… sometimes what I write fits damn near perfectly into the freaking song as if I was a rock star and came up with it all by myself like I’m sure they (cough) all do! Now since that’s so hard to explain and likely still quite garbled in your brain, I’ve decided to demonstrate just what I mean. This one fit just like that… except I had to cut a bunch of lines and dupe some musical phrases and slap a piece here and there for length and then shorten the whole thing with… oh never mind…

Please… I realize once you hear this you’ll think “This guy’s a ringer! He’s actually a real rock star like Justin Bieber and he’s just pretending to be a no talent hack!” Please don’t think that even though it’ll seem true. The fact is I can’t sing at all. I don’t even sing in the shower cuz sometimes the glass window surround starts cracking when I just clear my throat! So take care in there. Wear earplugs if need be!

This is a poem I wrote, it’s in the book actually… done to a *Purchased* karaoke (slightly modified) version of Sheryl Crow’s Steve McQueen. And Sheryl… I’m so sorry.

A Spire For Bishop Clannad

Ron Runeborg — Tue, 17 Aug 2010 02:56:48 +0000

For a primer into what prompt writing is all about, picture this; You’ve been given the words and phrases… Missing Monarch, By any other name, Escape, Darkness within, Heretics, A view of the cathedral, Subscribe, Classified, Puzzle, Editorial, Lion’s den, Web of Deception and Snail’s Pace. Now… use them all in a story.

The Magic of Rachel Green

Ron Runeborg — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 19:58:34 +0000

Four poems from Rachel Green, an English poet whose work always makes me smile. If you enjoy them and want more, her book is available here: Bear Ridge to Nettle Lane

For Those Poeseussed By Fear

Ron Runeborg — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 02:04:44 +0000

One of my first attempts at verse. Could be one of my best though it’s a tad punny. Warming up for a post to come soon.

Poop Deck Ambiance

Ron Runeborg — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 00:05:52 +0000

This is an unusual post, not meant to entertain but only as an intimate experience. Saturday afternoon I grilled a couple steaks, and recorded the sound from my deck as I hear it whenever I feel the need to contemplate my navel. Within the sound you’ll hear myself and the little woman, a wren mama who has taken up residence in our birdhouse and is now feeding her babies, a few airplanes, cars, voices, crickets, various songbirds and pootie, who wanders out toward the end and protects me from wandering animals with his fierce growl.

There are pics of my view front and back from where I recorded, so if you’re of the mind, memorize the photos, then hit play and close your eyes, and stand with me for 5 minutes or so while I take in what my world offers my ears every day.

Poop Deck Fore

Poop Deck Aft

The Red Cloak of Malevolence

Ron Runeborg — Sun, 16 May 2010 20:26:57 +0000

A slight variation on an old classic.

Bilal and the Beanstalk

Ron Runeborg — Sat, 27 Mar 2010 05:01:03 +0000

For a friend’s young son, a retake on a classic. Happy Birthday Rugrat.

Reel Poeseussed

Ron Runeborg — Mon, 22 Mar 2010 02:54:56 +0000