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  • Walking in Old Montreal

    Walking down rue St Paul in Old Montreal.

    Heading to the original North West Company on rue de Vaudreuil…

    Filmed with iPhone 15

    2 min
  • Shebahonaning - Killarney Ontario, Canada

    Boozhoo, la baie m’appelle

    Nibi sur les doigts
    Shebonaning, vieux passage
    La pirogue glisse et voit
    Etienne au bord du courant
    Et Sai-Sai-go-no-Kwe
    Le sel du vent dans ses cheveux
    Le feu dans son regard

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Aki, garde nos pas
    Giizhig, ouvre la voie
    Le bois crie sous l’eau
    Et la mémoire nous croit

    [Chorus]

    Shebonaning, mène-moi
    Shebonaning, prends-moi
    Passage étroit, cœur de bois
    Shebonaning, reste là
    Shebonaning, chante bas
    Dans la brume, je viens à toi
    Shebonaning, ouvre-moi (ouvre-moi)

    [Verse 2]

    Killarney sur le North Channel
    Là où l’eau tient parole
    Trappeurs, marchands, canots
    Dans la poudre des siècles
    Elle, nièce et fille adoptive
    De Kitchi Bashigigan
    Parente de Tecumseh
    Sous la neige de Michigan

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Aki, garde nos noms
    Giizhig, garde nos mains
    Le commerce et les prières
    Marchent les mêmes chemins

    [Chorus]

    Shebonaning, mène-moi
    Shebonaning, prends-moi
    Passage étroit, cœur de bois
    Shebonaning, reste là
    Shebonaning, chante bas
    Dans la brume, je viens à toi
    Shebonaning, ouvre-moi (ouvre-moi)

    [Bridge]

    Je vois la peau de la baie
    Les feux, les pagaies, les mots
    1820, sur la rive
    Le monde entre en canot
    Femme de la neige qui tombe
    Homme du courant têtu
    Je tends l’oreille à la saison
    Et le passé me salue

    [Final Chorus]

    Shebonaning, mène-moi
    Shebonaning, prends-moi
    Passage étroit, cœur de bois
    Shebonaning, reste là
    Shebonaning, chante bas
    Dans la brume, je viens à toi
    Shebonaning, ouvre-moi (ouvre-moi)
    Shebonaning, chez nous là-bas

    3 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt.blog Pay Day

    I log in with my coffee grin

    The cursor blinks, I let it in
    Got a list and a little plan
    Two good jokes and a rubber band

    Piano taps on a crooked chair

    Violin curls through the air
    Tuba walks like a plump old cat
    And I type my heart like that

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Paper coins in a digital jar
    One more post and I’ve gone far
    Trombone says, “keep it neat”
    Trumpet smiles from the seat

    [Chorus]

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    I write it down
    And I make it sing

    Pay me, Blurt.blog

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Ink in my hands
    And beans in the ring

    [Verse 2]

    I tell the world what I overheard
    A gull on the fence, a cut-up word
    A neighbor’s cat with a judgey stare
    A bent green spoon and a thrift-shop flair

    Viola hums like a velvet lie

    Trumpet flicks a wink in the sky
    I build my weird from the day I got
    A checkout line and a tangled thought

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Little laughs in the pocket seams
    Big brass blur in the in-between
    Trombone leans, I lean back
    Money comes with a jaunty crack

    [Chorus]

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    I write it down
    And I make it sing

    Pay me, Blurt.blog

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Ink in my hands
    And beans in the ring

    [Bridge]

    If the page goes blank, I sway
    If the mood turns sour, I stay
    Count my crumbs, count my lines
    Count the notes in the declining light

    [Chorus]

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    I write it down
    And I make it sing

    Pay me, Blurt.blog

    Pay me, Blurt.blog
    Ink in my hands
    And beans in the ring

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt.blog Cafe

    I brewed my tea in a chipped blue cup

    Set my note card by the lamp
    You said, “Write it up, write it up”
    So I wrote with my little brass stamp

    My screen blinked back like a patient grin

    I typed my thoughts in a row
    Every link a tiny feathered fin
    And off to the page they go

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Coins in the jar, they sing so sweet
    A wink in the wire, a tap of my feet
    I’m not rich, but I’m not beat
    Something comes when I complete

    [Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    Pay me for the wordplay, pay me for the slog
    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    I turn my little notes into a sugar fog
    (Blurt dot blog)
    (Blurt dot blog)

    [Verse 2]

    The trombone sneezed, the trumpet laughed
    While the tuba rolled in slow
    I wore my grin like a second scarf
    And let the bright ideas grow

    A crooked thought, a tidy rhyme

    A story with a bent-knee walk
    I trade my hours for a little shine
    And my shadow for a talk

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Coins in the jar, they sing so sweet
    A wink in the wire, a tap of my feet
    I’m not rich, but I’m not beat
    Something comes when I complete

    [Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    Pay me for the wordplay, pay me for the slog
    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    I turn my little notes into a sugar fog
    (Blurt dot blog)
    (Blurt dot blog)

    [Bridge]

    If the day comes dressed all rude
    I still got my velvet pen
    One small post and my luck shifts mood
    Then I’m back in tune again

    The violin leans, the viola sighs

    The room gets soft, then bold
    I lift my chin, I bat my eyes
    And cash my stories gold

    [Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    Pay me for the wordplay, pay me for the slog
    Blurt dot blog, baby, blurt dot blog
    I turn my little notes into a sugar fog
    (Blurt dot blog)
    (Blurt dot blog)

    4 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt.blog Swing

    I clock in late

    With ink on my thumb
    My coffee tastes like
    A rent check come

    I type my trouble

    I type it clean
    On Blurt dot blog
    Where the coins turn green

    The page says hello

    The page says pay
    I write my little truth
    And it floats my way

    [Pre-Chorus]

    A little flair
    A little sting
    I shake the dust
    Then I let it sing

    [Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog
    Pay me now
    Blurt dot blog
    Show me how
    I lay it down
    You lay it on
    Blurt dot blog
    And the day gets gone

    (Blurt dot blog)

    (Blurt dot blog)

    [Verse 2]

    The viola sighs
    Like an old silk door
    The trumpet winks
    At the hardwood floor

    My words wear heels

    My words wear lace
    They spin for a tip
    In a crowded place

    The tuba walks

    With a landlord grin
    I write one post
    And the week comes in

    [Pre-Chorus]

    A coin-sized spark
    A comic glow
    I chase the muse
    Where the good bits go

    [Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog
    Pay me now
    Blurt dot blog
    Show me how
    I lay it down
    You lay it on
    Blurt dot blog
    And the day gets gone

    (Blurt dot blog)

    (Blurt dot blog)

    [Bridge]

    If the town gets stern
    I turn it sly
    Put a bow on dread
    And a wink in the eye

    Piano bones

    And a paper moon
    I earn my bread
    In a crooked tune

    [Final Chorus]

    Blurt dot blog
    Pay me now
    Blurt dot blog
    Show me how
    I lay it down
    You lay it on
    Blurt dot blog
    And the day gets gone

    Blurt dot blog

    Sweet little gig
    Blurt dot blog
    Big old rig
    I write, you click
    We both belong
    Blurt dot blog
    All night long

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Paid to Walk

    Get paid to walk on Blurt.blog

    I lace my shoes by the doorway

    Count my steps like they count cash
    Morning sun on my collar
    One more lap and I’m making it last
    Blurt.blog in my pocket
    Every mile gets a little reward
    I’m out here smiling at the pavement
    Like a girl who’s already scored

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Keep moving, keep moving
    Don’t let the good life stall
    Keep moving, keep moving
    Baby, I want it all

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    [Verse 2]

    I take the long road homeward
    Past the bakery, past the bend
    My knees say, “thank you, mama”
    When I turn and do it again
    Fruit in my bag, water in my bottle
    Laughing with the breeze on my face
    I don’t need a fancy reason
    Just a little rhythm, a little grace

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Keep moving, keep moving
    Let the daylight do its work
    Keep moving, keep moving
    Feel that joy in every curve

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    [Bridge]

    I stretch my arms to the sky
    Then I grin and start again
    If the world tries to slow me down
    I just answer with my steps, my friend
    Enjoy life, enjoy life
    That’s the sweetest tune I know
    One foot, then the other
    Watch me glow, watch me glow

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    Cowritten with Suno.com

    4 min
  • Get paid to Walk on Blurt.blog #walk

    Get paid to Walk …

    Share your Steps on Blurt.blog with #walk

    Fitbit : 10,000 Steps

    I lace my shoes by the doorway

    Count my steps like they count cash
    Morning sun on my collar
    One more lap and I’m making it last
    Blurt.blog in my pocket
    Every mile gets a little reward
    I’m out here smiling at the pavement
    Like a girl who’s already scored

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Keep moving, keep moving
    Don’t let the good life stall
    Keep moving, keep moving
    Baby, I want it all

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    [Verse 2]

    I take the long road homeward
    Past the bakery, past the bend
    My knees say, “thank you, mama”
    When I turn and do it again
    Fruit in my bag, water in my bottle
    Laughing with the breeze on my face
    I don’t need a fancy reason
    Just a little rhythm, a little grace

    [Pre-Chorus]

    Keep moving, keep moving
    Let the daylight do its work
    Keep moving, keep moving
    Feel that joy in every curve

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    [Bridge]

    I stretch my arms to the sky
    Then I grin and start again
    If the world tries to slow me down
    I just answer with my steps, my friend
    Enjoy life, enjoy life
    That’s the sweetest tune I know
    One foot, then the other
    Watch me glow, watch me glow

    [Chorus]

    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Blurt.blog, I’m out the block
    Stay active, stay alive
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
    Paid to walk, paid to walk
    Every step says I don’t stop
    Healthy, wealthy, feelin’ fine
    Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving (move)

    5 min
  • Blurt.media Radio - Blurt.blog stroll

    Get paid for walking on Blurt.blog and Blurt.media

    Music for walking

    Added to YouTube Shorts Music Library ….

    Search “Get paid for walking on Blurt”

    Or Blurt.blog

    Whimsical jazz blues swing with salon-orchestra bounce, clipped piano comping, restless violin and viola lines, accordion swells, and trombone/horn hits on a lazy mid-tempo groove, Verse rides lightly with sparse bass and brushed percussion; pre-chorus tightens with rising strings; chorus opens into playful brass tags, Feminine lead with doubles, lilting ad-libs, and winked backing echoes, Ribbon-like flourishes, bell pops, bright and vintage-warm mix, violin, jazz blues, swing, experimental, accordion

    4 min

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