Jes Raymond

& The Blackberry Bushes

MOTHERS DAY VIDEO!!!

MOMS WHO ARE ARTISTS - ARTISTS WHO ARE MOMS

Play with me! I want to make a video for my song "Sam's Song" and I want it to be a collection of Moms who are artists/ Artists who are moms. singing along with/and/or their kids! Here is how it works.

1. Download "SAM'S SONG" below.  

2. Pick a line from the lyrics. (It would be best to send me a whole verse and chorus!)

3. Play the song and use a camera/phone to video yourself singing along to that line with your kids. They can sing too, or just be there, or they can be down for a nap and you just have some fun on your own. Send as many as you like! When I have enough of one line- I will put it in italics like this. - so that you know which ones I still need.

4. In the final product I will synch the videos to the songs audio, and it will appear as though the song is sung by dozens of beautiful moms. So the sound quality of your video doesn't matter on this one, we are going to use the original track audio. Just make sure you play the track on a speaker of some sort while you sing along- that will help me get everything to synch! 

5. Send videos to me at jesraymondart (at) gmail.com

6.  I love you.

SAM'S SONG

You're the razzle and the dazzle in the afternoon

you're the pink sock puppet with a peacock plume

 the bell on the cow when she jumps the moon

and the chocolate batter on the oversize spoon. 

 

 the apple at the tippy tippy top of the tree

you're the picture that they're waiting in a line to see

 splash in the puddle on the count of three

 the heart I wear out on my sleeve

 

Ring every bell  you can-take the seed in your hand

stick in the dirt, little sun little squirt, little time and then

They' ll rise like rubies, that little piece of beauty

like all the beauty this world has shown to me

 

You're the dust of snow on the closest peak

you're the groove that gets them up off the seat

Story that we're up all night to read

and the top of the wave when it hits that beach

 

bright wet paint without a sign

the sticky smell of the old sweet pine

you're lace in the sun on the laundry line

you're the part of the song we all rewind

 

Ring every bell that you can-take the seed in your hand

stick in the dirt, little sun little squirt, little time and then

They'll rise like rubies, that little piece of beauty

like all the beauty this world has shown to me

 

You're the secret key underneath the mat

you're the kind of mouse that outsmarts the trap

honey in the tea, you're a belly laugh.

you're the king, you're the queen, you're the ace, you're the jack

You're a pearl you're a bloom you're a big bear hug

a sing along and the party punch

a new tree growing in an old tree stump

 a labor of love, a labor of love.

 

Ring every bell that you can-and the seed in your hand

stick in the dirt, little sun little squirt, little time and then

Ring every bell that you can-and the seed in your hand

stick in the dirt, little sun little squirt, little time and then

They'll rise like rubies, a little piece of beauty

like all the beauty this world has shown to me

Like all the beauty she's shown to me, like all the beauty she has shown to me 

like all the beauty this world has shown to me, like all the beauty this world has shown to me.