New From Laughing Raven:

50 Unorthodox Guitar Scales

The TOP PLAYERS in Blues, Rock, Jazz, Country and Rockabilly KNOW

how to creatively mix contrasting tonalities in many different soloing

situations. Such players have drawn from a wide range of stylistic

sources,enabling them to play SPECTACULAR "outside" runs that work

PERFECTLY in varying musical contexts.

But how does a learning player find all the right notes without spending

YEARS sorting through numerous playing styles?

Now there is an answer:

50 UNORTHODOX GUITAR SCALES!

The contrasting tonalities, "outside" runs, chromatic nuances, and other

cool stylistic "abnormalities" are built right into the sescales giving you

startling new possibilities to explore. Each one is presented in both chart

and tablature form so reading music notation is not necessary.

Extra “Dickey Betts style ” scale included as added bonus!

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Blues Guitar Players:

This is the most powerful comprehensive no-nonsense Blues Lead Guitar knowledge available!

Hundreds of Blues Licks, useable in any style of music!

We at LAUGHING RAVEN believe this to be the LARGEST COLLECTION of GUITAR LICKS EVER MADE AVAILABLE IN ONE PACKAGE regardless of style or price.

Included are hundreds of single-note licks, double- and triple-stops, chord licks and harmonized scale runs, all in sheet music form, in standard notation with corresponding easy tablature for every lick.

Suitable for any skill level, beginning through advanced.

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The Celtic music of Silverhand provides an eclectic and satisfying journey into the realm of high-energy, Celtic Folk-Rock fusion encompassing traditional Irish and Scottish tunes and stunning original songs.

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Track List

Silverhand's Lyrics

BY THE GREEN WATER

I knew you not well, but I'd know you now

If you did not lie in a field of blood

By the green water

A battle took you from this bright world

So now you lie in a field of blood

By the green water

A fair maid came to fill her flask

When she saw you lying in a field of blood

By the green water

Her eyes grew wide and her flask fell free

When she saw you lying in a field of blood

By the green water

"Oh, father dear",she cried to me

"My true love lies in a field of blood

By the green water

"I'll drain my life here beside my love

And I'll lie by him in a field of blood

By the green water!"

"Oh daughter dear, please stay your hand

Don't drown your pain in a field of blood

By the green water

"Oh daughter dear, your life is yet young

Don't lay you down in a field of blood

By the green water!"

I ran like a falcon before the wind

When I saw her fall in a field of blood

By the green water

I knelt to the ground as the light left her eyes

Now she's joined her love in a field of blood

By the green water

Words and Music by Chris Burbick. Copyright, Phonorecording, 2001, Laughing Raven Music/ASCAP All Rights Reserved.

BONNIE WEAVER

Fine young bonnie weaver will ye weave my cloak of gold?

My head is in a fever for your hands they weave so bold

Twining flaming colors; can your fingers never tire?

Fine young bonnie weaver now ye've kindled all my fire

Fine young bonnie weaver will ye twine me in your smile?

You've snared me like a salmon, have ye fished me all this while?

In your loom of moonlight will ye weave me in your wool?

Fine young bonie weaver, now my fire will never cool

Fine young bonnie weaver will ye weave my hero's song?

Your shield is wove around me and my spear is sure and strong

Your song is twining through me and your weave it cannot part

Fine young bonnie weaver you're the arrow in my heart

Words and Music by Chris Burbick. Copyright, Phonorecording, 2001, Laughing Raven Music/ASCAP All Rights Reserved.

IN THE GROVE

In the air I see it coming

In the night I see it coming

In the moon I see it coming

In the stars I see it coming

In the sky I see it coming

Through the trees I hear it walking

Through the trees I hear it calling

Through the trees I hear it seeking

Through the trees I hear it flying

Through the trees I hear it singing

From the past I feel it rising

From the past I feel it seeking me

From the past I feel it breathing

From the past I feel it calling me

From the past I feel it living

In the grove I find it watching

In the grove I find it waiting

In the grove I find it resting

In the grove I find it sleeping

In the grove I find it dreaming

From the earth I feel it rising

From the earth I feel it stretching

From the earth I feel it moving

From the earth I feel it stepping

From the earth I feel it flying

Words and Music by Chris Burbick. Copyright, Phonorecording, 2001, Laughing Raven Music/ASCAP All Rights Reserved.

DREAMING OF THE CHASE

As I awoke on a cold and misty morning

I heard the croak above, heard the croak above

The sky was black with the wings of fifty ravens

Shadowing the ground, shadowing the ground

The land ran red like a river stained in sorrow

Crying to the ocean, crying to the ocean

The battle was waged while I lay in the green glen

Dreaming of the chase, dreaming of the chase

The flakes of sleep flew from my eyes like sparrows

With hawks on the horizon, hawks on the horizon

My love had poured for me my cups of ale

And soothed me with her smile, soothed me with her smile

The herb she hid within her gilded sleeve

She slipped it to the drink, slipped it to the drink

She took my hand and lay me in the green glen

Dreaming of the chase, dreaming of the chase

The king looked down upon our scolded faces

With fire in his eyes, fire in his eyes

My love and I no longer to remain

Among the quick and free, among the quick and free

The morrow will see us dangling in the square

Swinging side by side, swinging side by side

Never more to tarry in the green glen

Dreaming of the chase, dreaming of the chase

Ho!

Words and Music by Chris Burbick. Copyright, Phonorecording, 2001, Laughing Raven Music/ASCAP All Rights Reserved.

THE ROCKY ROAD TO DUBLIN

(traditional)

In the merry month of May from me home I started

Left the girls of Tuam sad and broken hearted

Saluted father dear, then kissed me darlin' mother

Then drank a pint of beer me tears and grief to smother

Off to reap the corn, leave where I was born,

I cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghost and goblin

A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin o'er the bogs

And frightenin' all the dogs on the rock road to Dublin.

Chorus:

One, two, three, four, five

Hunt the hare and turn her

Down the rocky road, another way to Dublin

Whack fol-laddie-roll!

In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary

Started by daylight next mornin' light and early

Took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinkin'

That's an Irishman's cure whene'r he's on for drinkin'

To see the lassies smile, laughin' all the while,

At me daring style, would set your heart a bubblin'

Asked if was I hired, the wages I required,

Till I was almost tired on the rocky road to Dublin.

(Chorus)

In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity

To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city

When I took a stroll all amoung the quality

My bundle it was stole from that neat locality

Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind

No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin'

Enquirein' for the rogue, they said me Connacht brogue

Wasn't much in vogue on the rock road to Dublin.

(Chorus)

The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed,

Called me self a fool, Icould no longer stand it,

Me blood began to boil, for all I was a losin',

Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusin'

"Hurrah, me Soul!" says I,  shillelagh I let fly

Some Galway boys came by and saw I was a hobbelin'

With a loud "Hurray" they joined in the affray

And quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin!

(Chorus)