Soundscapes, music and relaxing sounds are now available on my Spotify profile, the channel will continue its production on the Spotify profile: open.spotify.com/intl-it/artist/1GNTt94IS7LefXfXVLO0fl?si=SqF48ALaSiGYC7Lz2_NKpA
Tubmaster 5000 It’s b/c it is out of tune The old saloon uprights also has rolls for auto play (some) They had a lever that would move a wire to the hammer pads. The effect is called “Tin Lizzy”. Unfortunately the asshole going through the trouble and learn rag and stride and old west saloon didn’t go through the trouble of buying this $100 non permanent mod that makes it authentic... Hear for yourself... ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-d6plKRbSwLQ.html
Perfect mood music as I'm writing a novel set in the early 1900s-1910s. This is the kind of stuff my character heard as a little boy living in a little Kansas cattle town.
Back in 1850 when we first settled this town, there was nothing here but Indians, wolves, and a saloon. Now there’s nothing but shops, and whiny prissy men walking around
Why is that bartender wearing a long white dress & a black bustier ?!?!? 😆😂 What a tiny🍻 saloon too . The blurred horse looks scary , like a👻🐎 ghost horse . And is that James Dean's great grandpappy as a teen , with his hand on his hip ?? 😃Great piano🎹 tunes tho.👍
well I found out just last week I'm not just half American Australian, I'm also half Texan so that's why my accents change!!. WOW I'MMA COWBOY. That and I do work on a ranch!.
30% red dead redemption two 40% Just searched for fine 1880 style dreams 20% Listening to this randomly 10% When I was your age and back in my day comments
I went back with John (I’m pretty sure I’m not spoiling the game at this point), and found it and caught but then I ended up killing it so I bought the black one in saint denis
(the music was heard from outside) (Walk towards the Saloon) (As soon you open the doors, the music suddenly stops and everyone looks at you) Me: 😐 ..... Is there something in my teeth?
(Weary traveler ignores them. Goes to the Bar. Orders whiskey.) (Barman says 'your not welcome here, stranger.) (Weary traveler stands up. "Yes I am. I'm ya'll new sheriff! Snake Eyed Bill's left town! I need ten good men to join me in a possy! Now who's with me!?" (The bar stays silent, until finally the music starts playing again, and the hustle and bustle of commotion continues as they ignore weary taveler) (Weary traveler gulps his drink down in one gulp and slams it confidently on the counter) "Fine! I'll go alone," he exits the saloon. "BUNCH OF LILLY LIVERED COWARDS!"
(Weary traveler pushes open the door) (Dust blows in his eye and a tumble weed rolls past) (Where the hell am I going to find a posse of strong determined men around these parts! He yells into the street) (People stop and look for 2 secs and goes back to their work) (The doors of the saloon open and out walks a small woman) (Sherrif Sir. I'm joining your posse as she ruffled her skirt to reveal a shotgun attached to her leg) (She took the shotgun, cocked it and aimed) (With a bang the bullet went in between the eyes of a brass cowboy stature) (Hope that was enough for y'all to let me join, names Reida, nice to meet ya)
(A man with two scars on his upper lip steps off a westbound train 6 miles to Oregon) (He has a gun in his holster, accompanied by several hard looking men around him) (The other passenger as well the as the station manager shuffles uncomfortably around and avoids him) (He says quietly under his breath, "it's time, and snaps his fingers) (A company of rough'lookins are revealed from various hiding places) (The bartender bites his upper lip. He senses a dark presence) (The crows all retreat to their nests, as do the possums and rats) (The cows shudder and shiver, the horses are afraid to move) (The man with two scars on his upper lip mounts his horse) (A looming shudder is over this sleepy town) (Things are goin't'be much more different around here from now on)
(Owner of the railroad stands behind counter of the station peering out of the open door with a stern look, not saying anything) P.S. Did we just start out own D&D story?
Its because Classical Music it’s naturally produced. So the audience only hears the artist true talent …. Today’s music is so modified to fit the mainstream agenda……
You are a 243 year old man. I’m happy that your brain can still reprocess the image of that axe getting chucked into that guys head I bet remembering that was easy as peanuts
is anyone concerned, that in the photo they blur the horses face out but none of the men? What did that horse go through that he would've needed to protect his identity? what did they do to that horse?!
Actually, the reason the horse's face is blurred is because back when photos took 30 seconds just to take and days to convert to actual photos, anything that moves while the picture was taken was immediately blurred out. Good comment, though.
+Isaiah Penn I can't figure out how to comment on replies, but I hope they drew the people first and then the saloon. I mean, look at all that detail holy moley
DisgruntledViewer the build up to the california to oregon cattle drive, longhorns to chase out the big foot - go back to the moon where ye came from well that was what we told the cows to tell to whom they wished to lodge complaint from thenceforth, as they would probably do a bit of natural climate change so we could ride them after they grew wings & we learned how to speak using music and moving frame projector devices - "i want a moon pony. pa! "
BLAST YER EYES, Laurie! Where WAS ye? I waited long as I dare't, but finally had to light out for the territory. If we'd only stayed navel-tied, back then, and sprung Dear Stephen, like we was supposed to, we'd a never et'r nails. Bung in yer eye!
those are the best! I love kickingg their asses outta the bar roadhouse style!!!!!!! Im a beast and Ive only had to physically remove one guy that was getting in my face, I was like you dont want to go there and make me step out from behind the bar counter...and he did. I opened the door with his face.....
00:00 Breaktime - 02:06 Fig Leaf Times Two - 08:27 Five Card Shuffle - 10:42 Fun in a Bottle - 12:33 Olde Timey - 15:26 The Chase - 18:43 Work is Work -19:20 Frog Legs Rag - 1906 Piano Roll by James Scott
What you are seeing is the horse moving its head while the exposure was taking place. In the 1850s through the turn of the last century photo processes required long exposure times. The subjects had to stay still for at least ten seconds, often longer.
You do realize that this music this music was played in a saloon of places, where respectable men took to the ale tankard -the beer hose-, women let their hair down, pickpockets come and go like flies, and the saloon owner's running a whorehouse upstairs. Just saying, not really a respectable place to be tickling ivories.
Saloon owner to carpenter SO: "Ok, so make sure there's no creak in the floorboards" Carpenter: "Ok, sure" SO: "Unless a random stranger walks in Carpenter: "Wait, what?"
Now you see you make it so that one specific board is creaky and then tell your frequent patrons not to step on it now whenever you hear a creak you'll know it's a new patron
Me: *Walks into a saloon wearing a cowboy hat, country clothes and boots* Saloon piano player: *Stops playing music* Saloon piano player: Thank you, mysterious cowboy! You have lifted the curse! I can finally stop playing this music and see my wife and children! Me: Oh sorry m8 i was just doin me a dress-up Saloon piano player:
i remember when the pianoman played these good ol tunes when i was a bartender in armadillo in the late 1800`s. He played them like a god sometimes :) aaah... memories
Wendy Marvell well.. maybe i am dead. :o maybe i m talking to you from the spirit world where we have internet, p*rn and youtube :o lol.. srsly....never heard a person tell a joke before?
00:00 Breaktime - 02:06 Fig Leaf Times Two - 08:27 Five Card Shuffle - 10:42 Fun in a Bottle - 12:33 Olde Timey - 15:26 The Chase - 18:43 Work is Work -19:20 Frog Legs Rag
Like the oldstuff4all stated all of these are made by one artist except for one song. First song breaktime is by Kevin MacLeod I know for a fact. Sorry for a late reply, dont check messages/notifications much at all. However I think only fig leaf rag the second song by Scott Joplin is the only song by him, rest is by Kevin, so past 10 years they came out.
IMAGINE: The Tennessee sun weighs heavily on your back as you slowly make your way through the town, your dry throat just aching for a local beer. You give a friendly nod to Mr. Robinson, the local blacksmith, and smile at a couple of kids as you pass them. Then all of a sudden you pass a saloon you’d never seen before in all your life. A faint whistling is drawing you to it like a moth to a flame. Most beautiful thing you ever did hear. As you enter you're greeted by a thick cloud of cigarette smoke and the smell of homemade beef jerky. You order your favourite beer. In the corner of the room is the man responsible for the beautiful music. Cowboy hat right down to his nose. Straw in mouth. Banjo in hand. You can’t help but smile while you have your first sip of beer as he fiddles and whistles away. See where I’m from we don’t need any “Mozart” or “ tchaikovsky”. Just a man at one with his banjo, plain and simple. Despite being in a new place you just had to chuckle and say, “Feels good to be home.”
This hit hard. I think I might have been a woman in the 1800’s in my past life. The, “feels good to be home”, part really hit home for me. I feel like I just slide right into this lifestyle like it’s the only one I’ve ever lived. It’s kind of scary tbh
Listening in 2023. Classic music's never die. 1834 was a wild year. Perfect music for a bar fight.Respect to this pianist for playing so long....from Chicago, Illinois.
true. pulls and Acme cartoon Anvil and drops on some one then pull out some TNT lights it and gives to some one then boom! then pulls out a gun shots it and a boozca and shots that too. Tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha tha that's all Folks and Muggles and Earthlings( Bay-woop!) iris out fade out to black.
Back when a saloon was four walls, one door, one window, a bar keep slinging whiskey, and a simple sign reading: SALOON. That's all that was needed back then. No flashy lights, no neon, no gimmicks and crap. If women then needed to find their husband, often times they knew where to look.
Well it's always nice to see a fellow railroad worker in the comment section. I'm planning on making my own backyard railroad; are you experienced in laying tracks?
