Songs by Harper Nicole Anderson

Slap some great music to it and you've got yourself a hit Harper!

Oh, but keep in mind the price of fame and fortune. Soon you will be partying with famous rock stars, then you will experiment with various kinds of drugs, then you will find yourself alone and destitute as your bid for a comeback fails. You try to drown your sorrows in alcohol as all your "friends" leave you. Your empire collapses. You finally find yourself living under a bridge seeking help from stragers.

Of course, maybe not!

Thanks, I do have a nice melody. I have tried marketing my songs, but all I have gotten are rejections. Of course, that was in another life...maybe my new "career" as a Stand-up Comic will open some doors but I am not holding my breath. On the other hand, sometimes I think if I ever really started believing I could really do it, maybe I could, "everyone" says I belong on Broadway...seems I remember a song about that too. Anyway, hugs for the encouragement.

Hey Harper, I AM a stand-up comic! And I am a comedy writer. Plus I do voice overs and acting. However, I will stop there for fear of revealing my true identity. Good luck to you!

TheHawk

Don't tell anyone but actually I am Larry David.

You profile reveals you are a pre-op transexual. Not that there's anything wrong with that...

Your lyric is fine. The real problem is getting someone interested in it. Some songwriters go a lifetime with no hits, or only one. Train Called the City of New Orleans was the only successful song one writer had over his entire career.

Here is a song I wrote in my prevous life:

BTW it is rather tongue and cheek, totally fictional and I have a beautiful haunting minor blues melody, I might redo this and pit it on my mp3 site:


I Got the blues for my baby
Left me face down on the beach, crying drunk and crazy
Lord oh lord I got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Eyes as deep and blue as that ocean
Why did she have to go and take a fool notion
To leave me here with these Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Yeah, I got the Biscayne Bay baby blues
That woman she left me with nothin but some
Sand in my shoes

on a moonlight stroll along Biscayne Bay
She told me she'd love me forever and a day
But I know that wasn't true, I've got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues




Yeah, I'll get by
Somehow I know I can
But don't you dare tell me
You seen her with another man
I can't stand that kind of news,
I got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Just settin here watchin the breakers go by
Got a good mind to jump off that bridge and die
I got nothin left to lose, I got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Yeah, I got the Biscayne Bay baby blues
That woman she left me with nothin but some
Sand in my shoes

Got a find a way to quit this drinkin
Into a sea despair I feel I'm sinkin
Down deep in my shoes I got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Somebody told me but it don't seem right
They say they seen her cruisin the boulevard last night
Oh no, no, no, say it isn't true
I got the....


Six months have gone by, I'm sober and rested
All my friends tell me I ought to go get tested
But I can't pay those kind of dues
I got the Biscayne Bay Baby Blues

Harper you are both talented and lovely. As soon as you have the operation don't hesitate to give me a call.

Was it worth it? I don't know. She gave me my only son, so I guess that makes it worth it. But she also took him away, robbing me of the experience of watching him grow up. Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, Pretty, Pretty, Pretty…The love of my life. Hah! I had this stupid idea that her abuse would help me write…maybe even a hit record. Christ, I was in my late twenties could I really have been that much of an idiot? Oh, I did… I did write a couple decent songs but never anything to warrant the torrent of abuse. Met her in a bar in Austin, she served up the drinks …I served up the songs. Had to fight off a dozen guys to get to her, not then understanding the true pyrrhic nature of my victory. She was a looker and should I say this delicately possessing those special talents that make me a man feel like a man…like perhaps he's the greatest lover in…well at least in the last millennium…unfortunately…as I found out later, she was quite liberal in sharing those talents with as many members of the male half of the species as were interested…not to mention the other half of the species, but we won't get into that… at least not now...to be continued

Wrritten after the 2000 election mess:

Standard Blues Slow Shuffle

I got the George W Bush Blues
And I'm about to lose my mind
I got the George W Bush Blues
And I'm about to lose my mind
Cause the bossman say he ain't got no work today
And my bills, they be way behind

I'd gone down to the poll booths
To cast my vote for the President, Mr. Albert Gore
I'd gone down to the poll booths
To cast my vote for the President, Mr. Albert Gore
But they said Ms. Harper you must be a criminal
We don't see uyour name here anyomore

Oh my life had ben so fine and mellow
All throuhgout the Clinton years
Oh my life had ben so fine and mellow
All throuhgout the Clinton years
But since them Republicans took the oval office
My life ain't been nothin' but a vail of tears!

Only Spanglish song I have written

Coro:
Besame, besame, besame, besame
Besame
Una otra vez

Abrazame, abrazame, abrazame, abrazame
Abrazame una otra vez

I have no other words
That I can say
Except that you taught me to love the Latin Way
Entonces,

Repeat Coro

No Puedo Mas

(spanish version of TOO LATE NOW)



No Puedo Mas
No Puedo Mas
Quiero la vida tranquila
Quiero el amor
Quiro la paz
Y no puedo mas


Tu sabes como te amo
Tu sabes como te adoro
Porque me trates asi
No me quieres mi amor
No quires conmigo la paz
Y, como asi, no puedo mas

Hey that old avatar wasn't me anyway...this one is...but I can act!

Fantasy Ship
(pre-op lesbian transgendered sci-fi rock)

To the planet Advemosis in the galaxy Veztane
You took me for a fantasy ride on a cosmic hurricane
Girl, you got a thing for words, it's the truth that gets in your way
And now you got me so far gone, a billion light years away

Chorus
Honey, why'd you have to go and write that script
And take me along for a ride
My heart is torn. my soul is stripped
Cause you took me along for a ride
On your fantasy ship

On the planet advemosis neah the jagged rock terrain
I'm lost amidst a cold black void never to get back again
Gasping for my last breath of hope but vowing to return
To the chamber of undying lust and barely clinging on

Honey, why'd you have to go and write that script
And take me along for a ride
My heart is torn. my soul is stripped
Cause you took me along for a ride
On your fantasy ship

Bridge
Fantasy trip or was I dreaming
I wake up in the middle of the night
Hername I'm screaming

So go ahead and write your stories, your sci-fi fantasies
But the way I'm ending my last verse, it's simple classic tragedy
Don't you know my soul is real, I am not a character in your play
And if we don't land us back on solid ground, I'll take that final ride today

Honey, why'd you have to go and write that script
And take me along for a ride
My heart is torn my soul is stripped
Cause you took me along for a ride
On your fantasy ship

----Harper Nicole Anderson 1993

Harper-- I agree with NickFun. You should go out there and knock them dead with those songs.

Thank you drom! Love your avatar and your work as well...playing tonight at the Luna Star Café (across from MOCA in North Miami just in case anyone local reads this) With the acting, stand-up, and music AND needing to make a living, sometimes I get overwhelmed as to waht to focus on. Since I found my true self, the artistic expression is starting to pour out like a sieve...it is very exciting but also very tiring, I have taken up a new diet and exercise regimen and sworn off even the occasional beers I would have, maybe that will help...

Harper Nicole

Hey, Harper:

No problem! I am very glad that you've been enjoying my work . Thanks about the avatar; it looks rather better in full size, though. I have a similar-looking self-portrait in storage; perhaps I should upload it when I get my things sorted out.

Anyway, I'm talking beyond the point; is this the first time that you have played at that café? Have you a set-list ready, or are you going to do requests? it sounds as if you've been having a really busy and exciting time, although I can appreciate that it must be really tiring. I guess that you just have to do the best that you can with the juggling act, until making a living comes from doing what you want to do. I just know that you'll get there, if you carry on persuing what you want to do. What do you find you enjoy doing the most; comedy or singing?

I only do one set at LSC on Saturdays, I usuallly have an idea what I am going to do but go with the flow. Last night, I had technical problems with my guitar and never did get it right. I thought I was awful then, amazingly, people said they enjoyed it. That always amazes me and I can't help but wonder what if I had actually performed well? "After hours" I sat at the tables with an little handmade acoustic that another TG woman that I jsut met made and wowwed everyone.

I don't have a preference for acting, mucic or comedy. I think I might be most marketable as a comic though especially as I age, I can be funny til the day I die. It might be a little harder as an actress )limited roles) and a musician.