It’s in the news. On the radio and TV. And it’s in the books and magazines. People (and I use that term loosely) increasingly hate God. And they increasingly hate anyone who loves God. So, they paint on their hate-filled … Read the rest
Category Archives: Tony Funderburk
Elgielene will back me up on this (and she’ll probably add how annoying it can be). But there are almost always notes and beats going on in my brain. And the annoying part (for others who can’t hear them) is … Read the rest
You can learn to fly. And it won’t cost you lots of money for oodles of hours of training. AND you’ll be able to fly up to the sky much faster than technology can take your text across the globe. … Read the rest
I’ve written thousands and thousands of rhymes, stories, books, and songs. But there’s only one of my many creative works that’s truly gonna last. And that’s the engraved art in my heart. And even though it’s there because I chose … Read the rest
Here’s a little music tidbit I didn’t know. The first musical performance on Saturday Night Live was Billy Preston singin’ his hit song, Nothin From Nothin. And that didn’t just pop up, randomly in my poetmagination brain. Because I wanted … Read the rest
I know you’ve heard this. Because, if you haven’t, where have you been hiding? People say you should judge no book by its cover. And that’s especially when they don’t want you to judge someone for the way they look. … Read the rest
According to one reliable source, a star explodes about every 26 years. No, I’m not talking about Alec Baldwin. These are actual stars. You know, those blinking lights up in the sky. So, evidently, exploding stars are not a rare … Read the rest
You can find differing opinions and evidence about which day is the actual first day of the week. Without trying I’ve already seen conflicting opinions. And, not surprisingly, some people get more than a little upset when you disagree with … Read the rest
Check out this word definition: “full of danger or risk, exposed to imminent risk of disaster or ruin” That’s the definition of perilous. And it certainly describes the times we find ourselves in right now. But these dangerous days aren’t because … Read the rest
Dream Town. I remember playing a multi-timbral sound on my fairly new Korg Triton keyboard several years ago. And the ethereal setting immediately set my imagination in motion. It was one of those magical moments songwriters love almost as much … Read the rest
33 years have passed since an exotic woman said one word and changed my life. And those years disappeared in just a few blinks of my eyes. How is it possible? Yep, it was 33 years ago, today, that I … Read the rest
If I said I’d give you 2500 pieces of paper, for free, would you get excited? Yeah, probably not. But if I told you those 2500 pieces of paper were actually American dollar bills, that might make you change your … Read the rest
Valentines, ecards and how this day bombards
Valentines ecards. Ever get one of those? They’re OK. I’m not gonna put ’em down. Because even if someone goes to enough trouble to send you one of them, at least you know they were thinkin’ of you. And I … Read the rest
What do Henry Hathaway, Lee J. Cobb, Whitney Houston, and Doris Garner have in common? My guess is that most people who read my articles or listen to my podcast might only recognize one of those names. And that’s OK. … Read the rest
As I write this, it’s quickly turning into a Friday night out there in the big, bad world. And once again I’ll be stayin’ in. No bar-hoppin’ or country-clubbin’ or dive-dippin’ again this week. So, here I sit. All I … Read the rest
Some are more important than others. And some have little to no consequences. But some can make you stop in your tracks. Because you realize the choice you make today could change your whole life. And there’s no choice that … Read the rest
Jim Stafford co-wrote and recorded a really stupid song called “Spiders and Snakes” way back in the 20th century. I don’t like the song. But I agree with his lyrics. “I don’t like spiders and snakes.” Yeah, that’s a big … Read the rest
Several years ago I shared an old love song I wrote. It wasn’t for anyone in particular. I guess it was sort of a culmination of feelings and thoughts from different relationships. But I’d be willing to bet this melancholy … Read the rest
I’m a nice guy. Ask anybody. Well, don’t ask Greg. Because he’d life if the truth sounded better. But other than that, ask anybody. Well, come to think of it, don’t ask the millions upon millions who hate me just … Read the rest
When I was a kid, most moms were homemakers. And they’d make breakfast for us kids before sending us off to school. Because moms love us. And they want us to start the day with plenty of brain power. We … Read the rest