I Can’t Give You Anything But Love, Baby…

Image by YREA from Pixabay

My dad used to sing this song to me and my siblings at bedtime.

It’s another one co-written by Dorothy Fields with composer Jimmy McHugh.

This song recently entered the public domain, which means that we — Molly Ruggles, Carole Bundy and I — can now release our own version of this beloved standard.

Molly is a pianist, singer, songwriter and arranger who worked at Harvard and MIT for many years.

She kept her love for music alive during that period of her life by writing songs (including a complete musical) and working as the music director at a UU church.

Image by soufiane koraichi from Pixabay

During the past few years, I have discovered that Molly has a fascinating musical gift.

She likes to write entirely new sections for pre-existing songs!

Some people write new lyrics for songs, and she has been known to do that as well.

But I have never met anyone who can write an entirely new section which matches the musical style (melody, chords AND lyrics) of the original song in such a seamless way.

If you listen to our recording (in the player above and or via a music streaming service), the entirely new part written by Molly begins “I gotta tell you, I wish that I had a big bank account” and ends with “and I have one simple goal — giving my love to you!”

Image by Walter from Pixabay

It is brilliantly done.

She also wrote a new section for Cole Porter’s song “Let’s Do It” (which recently entered the public domain) and for a few others which are not yet in the public domain.

We perform those songs live but cannot release a recording of them (which would include Molly’s new section) without getting permission from the people who wrote them and/or their descendants and/or the music publishing companies which own them.

Going forward, I am hoping that Molly focuses her creativity on songs which are already in the public domain — of which there are MANY from the early years of what is now called “the Great American Songbook.”

Image by Jasminka Kovačević from Pixabay

For example, a bunch of Irving Berlin’s earliest hits are now in the public domain including “Alexander’s Ragtime Band.”

And one of my favorite songs of all time, Makin’ Whoopee is also in the public domain, I think.

Thank you to Molly for creating this great arrangement of “I Can’t Give You Anything But Love, Baby” as well as playing piano and singing on it.

Thank you to Carole for singing on it.

Thank you to Doug Hammer for engineering our recording session and then mixing our version with me via Zoom.

Thank you to the generous and talented photographers at Pixabay — who let me use their beautiful photos in my blog posts.

Image by Jürgen from Pixabay

And thank YOU for reading and listening to yet another blog post.

Deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

ps: If you are inspired to stream our version of this song, you can click here for links to various companies including Pandora, Apple Music and Spotify.

Don’t Blame Me…

Image by Thomas Wolter from Pixabay

Greetings!

I hope this blog post finds you well.

My most recent song release — “Don’t Blame Me” — was co-written by Dorothy Fields and Jimmy McHugh.

I wrote a long blog post about Ms. Fields on October 1, 2017 which you can read (or re-read) by clicking here if you are curious.

The more I have learned about her, the more I admire her. 

And the more I perform her songs , the more I savor the ease, wit and humor in her lyrics.

Image by Thomas Wolter from Pixabay

Dorothy Fields was an extremely successful lyricist and librettist in a very male-dominated entertainment industry.

She was friends with — and sometimes collaborated with — all of the songwriters in the Golden Era of Popular Song including Richard Rodgers, Larry Hart, Oscar Hammerstein, Jerome Kern, Cole Porter, Irving Berlin, and the list (of male songwriters) goes on and on…

She had hits from the 1920s to the 1970s — and did not get discouraged (as many of her male colleagues did) when rock-n-roll began to displace her songs from the hit parade.

Image by Thomas Wolter from Pixabay

Instead she started working with a much younger composer, Cy Coleman, and had one of her biggest hits — the musical Sweet Charity — when she was 62 years old.

I, as a late-blooming songwriter, find her to be very inspirational.

I have chosen freesia for this post because I imagine she would have enjoyed their delicious fragrance ‚ and because they always seem very elegant to me.

According to her biographers, she was always very well-dressed (one grandparent was a tailor…) with separate closets for hats, shoes, active wear, evening wear, etc.

Here’s a streaming link for “Don’t Blame Me.”

Thank you to the glorious photographers at Pixabay.

Image by Alicja from Pixabay

Thank you to Doug Hammer for playing piano while simultaneously recording him and me on “Don’t Blame Me.”

And thank YOU for reading another one of my blog posts.

Here is a bouquet of freesia for your efforts!

Deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

What a fragrance!

Throwback Thursday (#7)

Image by ZenAga from Pixabay

Greetings!

I hope this email find you well.

Part of the fun of these Throwback Thursday posts is selecting photos of flowers from Pixabay.

Although I tend to prefer perennials, there are lots of lovely annuals — such as today’s featured flower, pansies — to savor.

Pixabay has so many beautiful photos of certain subjects — including flowers — that I am happily mesmerized by all of the options.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Image by sunflair from Pixabay

The theme of today’s Throwback Thursday is hope and trust.

A fellow blogger recently shared a post about an extended act of assistance that two strangers offered to a woman in need of help after a fall.

It reminded me that there are probably thousands — or possibly millions — of similar acts of generosity and kindness which happen every day here on planet earth.

They just don’t make the news.

So I am going to make it a habit — when I read the news and become discouraged — to remind myself that there are countless mitzvahs happening all around me which I will never know about.

Even the fact that 99.99% of the time everyone stays on the correct side of the road while maneuvering big, complicated hunks of metal at very high speeds past each other is a significant testimony to how much we trust other human beings when we are out for a drive.

Image by Petr Pivoda from Pixabay

Another deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

The anonymity of this idea reminds me of a short blog post I wrote on November 18, 2013 about how one never knows where one’s music might end up…

You can click here to check it out if you are curious.

Thank you to the generous photographers at Pixabay.

And thank YOU for reading another one of my blog posts!

Very gratefully yours,

will

Let The Day Unfold…

Greetings!

I first attempted to release this song several years ago, but complications at CD Baby — the company I use to distribute recordings to digital streaming platforms — led me to cancel that initial piano/vocal rendition.

Fast forward three years, and I am releasing a new version — this time recorded with my friends Molly Ruggles (playing piano and singing) and Carole Bundy (singing).

Molly also crafted our harmonies.

I co-write this song with two former bandmates, Scott Kowalik and Javier Pico, with whom I was in a pop-rock band a long time ago.

Here is a photo of us way back when…

Photo by Kymbob

Scott and Javier are on the right side, and I am leaning on Alan.

Robert sits in the middle.

That is when I still had a fair amount of hair.

I think Scott’s girlfriend at the time snapped this photo near the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston.

I am saddened to realize that some of the lyrics in this song (“and so we set off to fight another war…”) areeven more compelling today than when Scott (mostly the chorus) and I (mostly the verses) wrote them.

G-d only knows what will continue to unfold in the Middle East… and Ukraine… and so many other active human war zones…

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Image by Mohamed Hassan from Pixabay

I do not want my blog posts to be too discouraging, overwhelming or unhappy.

There’s already plenty of that energy in circulation here on planet earth!

That’s partly why I started sharing shorter, flower-filled Thursday Throwback blog posts this year.

And “Let The Day Unfold” offers a bit of hope and maybe even a smidge of wisdom.

I DO feel that many of us are caught in a losing battle — armored “with the righteous power of the either/or” — about all sorts of very important topics.

For example, I can easily find myself hunkering down in a judgemental, self-righteous, bike-riding, public transportation-using stance regarding our over-consumption of fossil fuels (leading to the increasingly erratic and dangerous weather here on planet earth).

But life is always — or almost always — more complicated and nuanced than a purely either/or position.

That’s why I love the yin/yang symbol — it so beautifully illustrates the concept of “both/and.”

And it reminds me that compromise is not necessarily a horrible option.

Image by Stefan Schweihofer from Pixabay

Sometimes it’s the only option.

Another deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

Thank you to the generous photographers and graphic designers at Pixabay.

Thank you to Javier and Scott and Molly and Carole and Doug Hammer (who recorded us and then patiently helped to mix and master this new version of “Let the Day Unfold.”)

And thank YOU for reading and listening to yet another one of my blog posts and songs!

You can click here to stream “Let the Day Unfold” on your favorite musical platform.

And you can click here to visit my website if you are curious.

Throwback Thursday (#6)

Image by Younggeun KIm from Pixabay

One of my favorite perennials is the Bleeding Heart.

Their flowers are like origami.

How does Mother Nature manage to create such an extraordinary variety of shapes and colors out of a such a limited selection of amino acids (adenine, guanine, cytosine, and thymine) in plant — as well as our own — DNA?

And how do the plant cells unfold in such complicated and exquisite patterns?

Today’s Throwback Thursday heads back to a November 9, 2013 blog post about how people who sing with other people — especially in choirs when they are encouraged to breath together during certain sections of the music — can end up aligning their heart beats.

Image by Younggeun KIm from Pixabay

You can click here to read more about this fascinating topic if you are curious.

It is another reminder that singing — and singing with other human beings — can be a very healthy and uplifting thing to do.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

I am most familiar with the pink + white varieties of bleeding heart, but occasionally I have seen a completely white variant in a neighbor’s garden.

It is very elegant — but I miss the pink/red part of the blossoms…

Thank you to the talented and generous photographers at Pixabay.

Thank you to Mother Nature, who keeps doing her thing regardless or in spite of the mess we humans are making in our own lives.

And thank YOU for reading yet another one of my blog posts!

Another deep breath in.

Image by Frauke Riether from Pixabay

And deep breath out.

You are always welcome to visit my musical web site — willsings.com.

And you can find me singing on various streaming platforms by searching for “Will McMillan featuring Doug Hammer.”

Throwback Thursday (#5)

Image by beauty_of_nature from Pixabay

We’ve been experiencing a cool, windy and wet spring here in the Boston area.

Today, for example, we are forecast to have 24 hours of rain plus possible gale force winds along the shore.

Yikes!

This hasn’t been very pleasant for those of us who ride our bikes from point A to point B on a regular basis.

But I think the plant world has been enjoying it — and flowers appear to be blooming over a longer period of days and weeks.

I have been very grateful for that!

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Image by Peter Kraayvanger from Pixabay

This week the allium bulbs I planted a few years ago next to our driveway have started to bloom.

Hurrah!

They are the one type of bulb I’ve planted (other than some crocus) which have managed to blossom robustly each spring.

They always remind me of something Dr. Seuss would have drawn.

I especially like the purple ones.

Today’s Throwback Thursday takes me back to a short blog post about creativity from October 25, 2013.

It’s very sweet until the end, when I realized that the open mic I mention no longer exists.

Image by Gosia K. from Pixabay

And the restaurant which hosted it has closed.

And the lovely woman who ran it recently died.

Another deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

Ahh, change…

If I needed any more reminders to “carpe diem” and seize the day, there they are!

I just learned from Wikipedia (after I went to Google and checked the correct spelling of this Latin phrase) that “carpe diem” is more accurately translated as “enjoy the day” or “pluck/harvest the day.”

Ahhhhh…

Image by manseok Kim from Pixabay

I like these more accurate translations MUCH better than the traditional one.

I associate the verb “seize” with military campaigns, kidnappings and my European ancestors confiscating almost all of what is now South, Central and North America from the folks who were once living here.

“Enjoy,” “pluck,” and “harvest,” however, all feel less violent and more sustainable to me than “seize.”

And I did, in fact, pluck two allium flowers from next to our driveway — which were part of double stems from two different bulbs — to enjoy inside.

I think allium are part of the garlic/onion/leek family — so I suppose I might even be able to dig up and eat some of the bulbs if things get dire in the future…

But for now I will remain very grateful that no animals (rabbits, squirrels, rats, skunks, etc.) have dug them up for food so that I can enjoy their springtime extravagance.

Image by Matthias Böckel from Pixabay

Thank you to the talented and generous photographers at Pixabay

Thank you to the earth and to bulbs and to rain and to the sun.

And thank YOU for reading another one of my blog posts — and maybe two of them if you click the link many paragraphs above, too!

I realized recently that I rarely include a link to my official website in my blog posts.

If you are curious, you can click here to visit willsings.com.

Happy spring — at least to those readers who live in the northern hemisphere!

Asleep At The Karmic Wheel

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

I hope you are well as you read this bog post.

Thank you for dropping by!

“Asleep At The Karmic Wheel” is a song I wrote many years ago after I stumbled upon a particularly satisfying chord progression on my ukulele.

My understanding of the concept of karma is that each of our actions has consequences.

Here’s a more detailed explanation from The Himalayan Institute if you are curious to learn what they think...

I love combining the idea of a karmic wheel with the idea of us all (or many of us…) being asleep at the wheel — which is, of course, an extremely dangerous situation both for the person who is driving and also for all the other beings who are on or near the road on which this drowsy person is driving!

Because I have set up my daily life to be walkable, bikeable and/or busable (as dictated by the weather), I almost never drive a car.

Image by Jessica Latorre from Pixabay

Every time I am able to walk or bike from point A to point B (such as from home to Music Together classes or from home to Trader Joe’s), I am happy that I am not adding to the ever-more-precarious imbalance of greenhouse gasses in our planet’s atmosphere.

But I do ride to gigs at retirement communities in either a hybrid car or a regular gasoline-burning car — depending upon which accompanist I am working with on that day — which can leave me feeling like I am part of the problem rather than part of the solution.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

I remain aware that advertising agencies, the companies who hire them to inspire/hypnotize us into buying lots of things, and our various media who feed those messages (hundreds per day!) to us have created a completely misleading narrative about how to find happiness and meaning in our lives.

And now we are living in a period of reckoning — both politically and environmentally — for all of the untruths and PSYOPs to which we have been exposed.

Here’s a fascinating example of how maddeningly f–ked up things have become here in the 21st century.

Apple, a company which prides — and markets — itself on protecting its users’ privacy recently settled a lawsuit which alleged that it, in fact, was recording its users’ conversations and sharing them with advertisers.

What???!!!

I do not have an iPhone or iWatch, but I do own several Apple laptops (going back twenty years), a couple of iPods (also going back many years), and I continue to love Apple’s GarageBand musical composition program.

What a disappointment…

Here’s an AP article/explanation from 1/2/25 by tech writer Michael Liedtke:

“Apple has agreed to pay $95 million to settle a lawsuit accusing the privacy-minded company of deploying its virtual assistant Siri to eavesdrop on people using its iPhone and other trendy devices.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

The alleged recordings occurred even when people didn’t seek to activate the virtual assistant with the trigger words, ‘Hey, Siri.’ Some of the recorded conversations were then shared with advertisers in an attempt to sell their products to consumers more likely to be interested in the goods and services, the lawsuit asserted.

The allegations about a snoopy Siri contradicted Apple’s long-running commitment to protect the privacy of its customers — a crusade that CEO Tim Cook has often framed as a fight to preserve ‘a fundamental human right.’

The proposed settlement filed in an Oakland, California federal court would resolve a 5-year-old lawsuit revolving around allegations that Apple surreptitiously activated Siri to record conversations through iPhones and other devices equipped with the virtual assistant for more than a decade.

Apple isn’t acknowledging any wrongdoing in the settlement, which still must be approved by U.S. District Judge Jeffrey White. Lawyers in the case have proposed scheduling a Feb. 14 court hearing in Oakland to review the terms.”

Image by Luiz Antonio Toni from Pixabay

Yowza!

I just checked online and learned from BloombergLaw.com that on 2/20/25, “A federal judge gave his preliminary approval to a $95 million settlement that would end a five-year class action over alleged privacy violations by Apple Inc.‘s Siri virtual assistant.”

It truly makes one wonder how one can trust any company whatsoever…

And it confirms what my brother-in-law Andrew had started noticing many summers ago when we were camping on Cape Cod — that conversations we were having within earshot of his iPhone were triggering uncannily specific ads (directly related to what we had been discussing) on his Facebook feed.

Another deep breath in.

And deep breath out.

Graphic design by Stephen C. Fischer

G-d only knows what our individual — and shared — karmic reckonings will be in the hours, days, weeks, months and years ahead…

Thank you to Doug Hammer for playing so elegantly and engineering/mixing so patiently on this song.

Thank you to Stephen C. Fischer for his beautiful graphic design work.

Thank you to the talented and generous photographers at Pixabay.

And thank you to everyone who has been streaming my music on Pandora, Youtube, Spotify, Amazon, Apple Music, and other digital music platforms.

Slowly but surely, my total number of streams continues to rise.

And so do the tiny amounts of money I receive each month from my music distributor.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

You can click here if you’d be willing to stream “Asleep at the Karmic Wheel” once or twice (and maybe even give it a thumbs up or add it to a playlist…)

One final THANK YOU for making it to the end of yet another one of my blog posts.

I will end with a deep breath of gratitude in.

And a deep breath of gratitude out.

I welcome any strategies about how YOU are not falling asleep at the karmic wheel in the comments below.

Throwback Thursday (#4)

I hope you are well as you read this blog post.

Our current political climate here in the USA continues to be extraordinarily challenging, but we did get some promising political news from our neighbor to the north recently…

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

I strive on a daily basis to find a balance between engagement — giving tiny amounts of money to political races around the country, sending postcards to potential voters in those races, writing to my elected officials, reading the news, etc. — and disengagement so that I can cultivate a little bit of optimism, hope, love and respect (which seem to be in short supply these days… at least in certain corridors of power.

Returning to my earliest blog posts has become part of the latter — soul nurturing — strategy.

Image by Freddy from Pixabay

I love being reminded of events which I have forgotten about — and also being reminded of how my life has unfolded/changed/evolved during the past decade.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

If you are curious, you are welcome to visit (or re-visit if you are a long-time follower…) a blog post about spontaneity from October 4, 2013 by clicking here.

It reminds me about the ongoing balance in our lives between being well-prepared and surrendering to the present moment.

Image by Ralph from Pixabay

Thank you for reading yet another one of my blog posts.

And thank you to the wonderful photographers at Pixabay for these glorious photos of tulips!

Deep breath of gratitude in.

Deep breath of gratitude out.

Let’s Do It

Cole Porter in the 1930s

Today’s blog post is made possible by our copyright laws.

Cole Porter’s terrific song “Let’s Do It” entered the public domain last year.

So my friends Carole Bundy, Molly Ruggles and I can now share a very fun version which includes some updated lyrics (by Molly and Carole) as well as an entirely new section of the song — written in the style of Cole Porter — by Molly.

Molly created the first draft of this song for a performance with her friend Kate Stringer at Club Cafe in Boston during which I sang some harmony.

Then — after Kate moved to London — the song evolved a bit when Molly, Carole and I added it to our repertoire.

Adding new sections to pre-existing songs is one of Molly’s many creative super powers.

But it can create copyright challenges — unless one is able to get permission from whomever owns the rights to the song.

But now, because “Let’s Do It” (which was first published in 1928) has entered the public domain, we are allowed to take creative liberties with it.

Molly, me and Carole in Maine

“Let’s Do It” was one of several hit songs from Cole Porter’s first big Broadway success — a show called PARIS.

He had been writing songs for a couple of decades — starting in Peru, Indiana (where he grew up the only surviving child in a very wealthy family) and continuing in Massachusetts (where he was valedictorian of his class at a prep school, Worcester Academy) and in Connecticut (where he attended Yale).

According to Wikipedia, he wrote hundreds of songs at Yale — two of which continue to be sung at football games.

He also wrote the songs for four entire musicals which were performed in New Haven and also on tour at college clubs during vacation breaks.

After he graduated from Yale, Mr.Porter pretended to study law at Harvard (to satisfy his very wealthy grandfather, who was paying for his education) while actually studying music and writing songs — and rooming with future a Secretary of State, Dean Acheson, who was then an avid law student.

Cambridge borders East Arlington (where I live), and I love walking through Harvard Law School — which happens to be next to Harvard’s music department — and thinking about Mr. Porter treading the same streets a hundred years ago.

Although he lived an extravagant life, the second half of it was filled with chronic pain due to a horseback riding accident on Long Island.

This accident (the horse he was riding fell and rolled on top of him) left him with multiple leg fractures which never healed well…

Molly, Carole and I leading a service at the UU Church in Milton, MA

He endured many corrective surgeries over the following decades and eventually had the lower part of one of his legs amputated.

Argh!

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Although some of his earlier songs had been interpolated into other shows, Mr. Porter did not have his own hit show until he was 36 years old.

But — in the midst of much revelry and travel — he could be a very disciplined person.

He continued working on music during his 20s and early 30s while simultaneously leading a life of extraordinary luxury — renting historic palazzos in Venice during the summer and hiring entire ballet companies to entertain at his parties.

He even wrote a jazz-inflected music score for a ballet production in Paris which pre-dates George Gershwin’s much more famous Rhapsody In Blue.

You can click here to skim his WIkipedia bio — it is full of fascinating details about his personal and professional lives.

Carole, Molly and I are not living lives of extraordinary luxury, but we ARE acutely aware of how fortunate/privileged we are to be able to devote time and energy to making music during this very challenging — and at time horrifying — time on planet earth.

A deep breath of gratitude in.

And a deep breath of gratitude out.

Thank you to Cole Porter for writing “Let’s Do It.”

Thank you to our copyright laws for allowing creative material to go into the public domain after a certain number of years.

Thank you to Peter Kontrimas for recording us.

Thank you to Doug Hammer for helping us fix, mix and master this recording.

Thank you to Rada Ruggles and Owen Hartford for taking photos of us.

Thank you to Pixabay for their talented and generous photographers.

Thank you to CD Baby for releasing our music — and for paying us (very modest) royalties each month.

Image by Anrita from Pixabay

And a special THANK YOU to everyone who has been streaming, liking, and playlisting our “Molly, Will & Carole” music!

We’re up to 2500 total streams on Spotify and 6500 total streams on Pandora (which are the only two music-listening platforms I currently keep tabs on…)

I have recently learned that streaming activity on the very first day of a song’s release strongly influences the future algorithmic behavior of that song on that platform — ie: whether a song is recommended to other potential listeners.

So if you might be willing to click here to stream “Let’s Do It” on the platform of your choice — and maybe even “like” it and add it to a playlist — we would be very grateful.

I will end with one final THANK YOU to you for reading and listening to yet another one of my blog posts!

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

Throwback Thursday (#3)

Image by Giovanni Edoardo Nogaro from Pixabay

Greetings from East Arlington, MA!

I continue to re-visit early blog posts in order to update them a bit and add photos.

I find myself asking, “How could I ever have written a blog post without photos?”

I guess I had not yet discovered Pixabay back then…

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

If you are curious/willing to visit today’s Throwback Thursday blog post from 11 years ago, you are welcome to click here.

It features a beloved Johnny Mercer/Henry Mancini song plus some thoughts about singing with other human beings.

Image by Gernot from Pixabay

I have chosen today’s glorious photos of iris because they are another one of my favorite flowers — especially the old-fashioned varieties.

We have a bunch of iris which grow alongside our driveway.

The purple ones have an aroma which — to my nose — smells exactly like grape soda.

Yum!

I am guessing it will be another week or two before our iris start blooming here in the Boston area… and I am waiting patiently for their aromatic arrival.

Thank you for dropping by.

Image by Giovanni Edoardo Nogaro from Pixabay

And thank you to the gifted and generous photographers at Pixabay.

Deep breath in.

Deep breath out.

ps: I don’t think I’ve ever seen a white-and-coffee-colored iris like this final photo.

Have you?

Wow!