Bones Wiley

when you put it off to the side

like a man with a dream

that can never be seen

~bones

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 Awakening: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

People like this song. This is from an Emack and Bolio gig; Much better than the old version of the song you may have heard on the streets of San Francsico.

By the way, to my corner, ill be back to visit, just like i promised.

 

 These things you make me feel [3:22m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

So the story behind that and the song i didnt end up singing is a sad one.

It was in Germany 2007, heartbroken by a beautiful young German girl i met near the city Kassel. Alone in a foreign country, i took the burning wax and spread it onto the page with my fingers, the following day, i taped it to keep the memory in forever.

I attached the first song you liked below. Funny, my bassist also loved this song, must be something to it.

Fate: this too shall pass.

~e

 

 Too Far (You've gone too far) [3:02m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Thanks to everyone that came to listen to my music;

For those interested, i’ll be playing on the following dates at Emack and Bolios ice-cream shop, 33 Delaware Ave, Albany NY.

March 13, April 24, and May 22

Come by and have a cup of coffee with some fresh accoustic music by yours truly.

More music will be up soon, this websites still a work in progress.

Much love

~e

Goodbye indeed; I’ll miss you David Boyce, rest in peace, we so gracefully dead will miss you.

It’s not my decision to make, wish we did more, but i cant fake.

 

 Little Jenny: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Recent complications cause my heart to rot in subtle ways.

Fight on through sadness and pain, the joke that stops laughing.

The Butterflies are real.

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Lyrics to  Butterflies:

I didnt know why she followed me

I didnt know why she wanted to take me with her

Angels fly and leaves must fall

The dirty rain it stains my pain forever

But ever since she came to me

Butterflies remember me

But i dont want to die waiting

The drunken moon ahead of me

She sings her songs, i’m driven to insanity

A pink hotel democracy

She’s giving to the world and i get nothing

But ever since she came to me

Butterflies remember me

But i dont want to die waiting

 

 Butterflies [3:00m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Welcome to the Black Cloud Sessions.

A failure of understanding; the damage designed by the ego never ceases to impress me.

Bones Wiley: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica, Piano

Tony Tucker: Vocals, Guitar, Banjo

Tess Gallagher: Backup Vocals, Double Bass

We no longer exist. Thank you both for the time though, you gave me new insight to my songs.

 

 Secretly [2:10m]: Play Now | Play in Popup | Download

Over one year has past since this site was updated, and much has changed since then. For one, Bones Wiley traveled across the great sea to the Old World, and returns this very day. To welcome him, I’ve scrounged the floors of the digital trenches, and brought back much of the site’s former (albeit limited) content.

It is said that Bones Wiley will bring new delights to the world though this portal, so let’s keep a steady eye ahead, and welcome him back. In the meantime, any suggestions for the site are welcome.

I’m finally feeling settled back in my sweet home of San Francisco;

The people have been good to me, and with my fairy queen so far away from me again, I’ll have time to focus on writing again; sharing more of my art with those who would listen.

To all of you who have listened to me on my lonesome nights on the streets, who have donated to my needs in such a hard city to live in, I thank you so much, and only hope I can continue to entertain.

I’ll still be in the Castro on weekends, some nights during the week; but soon I hope to start playing at local open mic events, I’ll keep you informed if you’d like to come? From my past experiences, the local open mic scenes are a nice place to hang out, there is a ton of talent blooming in this city, and what better way to spend the night than kicking back a few beers with friends with some fresh live soulful grooves, funky fresh lyrics bouncing from the walls!

Dark clouds wain at the peak of night; Bursting flames consume my heart, and melt away the tears. I have never felt weaker, but I’ve never really been this strong.

I am at a crossroads, the choices I now make will last for the rest of my life. I am at the verge of forming my band again; I have high hopes this city will let me bloom, if so, i will dig my roots deep.

Much love to the city of San Francisco.