The Music of None Yet

Here's an original song or two (maybe more, eventually) by None Yet

  A. R. Moore is the sole member of the band None Yet (can it really be called a band if it only has one member?!), which has yet to produce a CD. Or even release a single. Or even really exist. The name of the band came from A. R. Moore's always putting "None Yet" when installing Windows (a registered trademark of Microsoft) onto a computer and answering the question about "company" (you know: Name, Company, Windows Serial Number). Since he wasn't installing it for a company, he always put "None Yet" in that field, eventually figuring he'd need to start some company called "None Yet" in order to fully legitimize his copy of Windows (note to Microsoft: these are fully legal versions of Windows he was installing, not pirated versions; he just often made changes that required reinstalling Windows). Note: this music was created/recorded using very inexpensive ("cheap") computer recording gear (and something like a $10 microphone). And it sounds like it. Enjoy it anyway!

Here is some of the band's original music:

  • Not me - Him! - this is (again) a work in progress; I'm very tired, it's very late, and I probably shouldn't "release" this one on the world. But I've been wanting to put it on vinyl for a while now (ok, I know it's not really vinyl!), and I thought, why not tonight? My family's back in HSV getting things ready to move this weekend, and I'm here in Daphne, AL. This one was recorded using a Rock Band USB microphone (from the PS2 version of Rock Band). It's just a reminder - it's not about us (me), it's about Him (Jesus). I wrote it for me, and I'm singing it as a reminder to myself. This particular recording of it is pretty lousy, but hey, it's not about me. Let me know if you're musically inclined and want a chord chart or anything (or want to make it better). There actually could be alternate versions (faster/slower), and I have some harmonies in mind for the chorus. Yes, there are significant flaws in this version... I'll try to update it sometime soon, but then again it's been a long time since I've added anything to this site...
    (lyrics are below version #2, below)

    Not me - Him! - this is version #2. Again, very rough; these are both single-take recordings made with a Rock Band USB microphone (ok, technically two takes: one for the guitar, one for the vocal, since I only have the one mic).
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    Not me - Him!

    copyright 2008 A. R. Moore


    [verse 1]
    I was living in a selfish lie;
    Being good I was on Jesus' side.
    Working for Him, my every whim,
    Missing the point, blinded by pride.

    Doing this and that, in Jesus' name,
    Feeling good, building holy fame.
    But secretly I was feeling proud
    Praying all right, praying out loud.

    [pre-chorus 1]
    But then it hit me when I heard Him say,
    Through a preacher's voice, "That ain't the way!"
    I felt a fool, right then I knew,
    Just what I had to do:

    [chorus]
    Not me – Him! That is all I want to do,
    Not me – Him! Point you to the face of truth.
    Not me – Him! I hope and pray I'll fade away,
    Not me – Him! To live a life that daily says:
    Not me – Him!

    [verse 2]
    You see the point, it isn't me,
    I need to live invisibly.
    John the Baptist got it right,
    When he pointed people to the Light.

    And Paul and all of his disciple friends,
    They shouted "Jesus" right to the end.
    No matter what my work may be,
    Have to do it for the King of Kings.

    [pre-chorus 2]
    You see, it's not for my own praise,
    I need to get myself out of the way.
    Then just maybe, looking at me,
    This is what you'll see:


    [chorus]
    Not me – Him! That is all I want to do,
    Not me – Him! Point you to the face of truth.
    Not me – Him! I hope and pray to fade away,
    Not me – Him! To live a life that daily says:
    Not me – Him!


    [bridge]
    You see the moon shines bright,
    But that's not its light.
    It's a reflection,
    Of the awesome sun!
    And in this world of night,
    I am not the light;
    I simply reflect
    The One Who is perfect!

    [chorus]
    Not me – Him! That is all I want to do,
    Not me – Him! Point you to the face of truth.
    Not me – Him! I hope and pray to fade away,
    Not me – Him! To live a life that daily says:
    Not me – Him!

    (repeat chorus)

  • Off Key - this is a testament to God's love of man, even when we are a little off; for more info on God's love for you, check out how to get to Heaven (thanks to Wall Highway for the link!)
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    Off Key

    copyright 2007 A. R. Moore


    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    Even when I sound like this he loves me

    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    My God loves me even when I'm off key
    Even when I sound like this he loves me
    Even when I sound like this he loves me

    My God loves me even when I don't think
    My God loves me even when I don't think
    My God loves me even when I don't think
    Even when I'm really stupid he loves me
    Even when I'm really stupid he loves me

    I don't know the next verse of this song
    'cause I never wrote the next verse of this song
    I really don't know the next verse of this song
    But even when I don't have words God loves me
    Even when I'm speechless He still loves me
    Even when I don't have any words God loves me!
  • The Cowbell Song - this song features mad cowbell skillz (as my friend Dean would put it; check out his blog for inspirational, theological, and just plain fun discussions and thought-provoking commentaries - it's updated quite regularly!); not quite as "inspirational" as "Off Key" but just a fun little song... note: the intro is kind of long (over a minute)... just hang in there and the words will start soon enough...
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    The Cowbell Song

    copyright 2007 A. R. Moore


    When I was a wee lad growing up on papa's farm,
    I knew this wasn't the life for me; I wanted to be a star!
    So I asked my papa for a rock 'n' roll guitar,
    But all I got that Christmas was an empty cookie jar!

    Papa said we couldn't afford a rock 'n' roll guitar,
    But I could save my money in that empty cookie jar.
    He would take me to the store when I had saved enough,
    And I could by my own guitar and my own guitar stuff!

    Well I started saving every penny I could find,
    Before long I had enough to buy a gumball and a dime.
    This just wasn't going well, I'd never have enough,
    So I concocted a new scheme that wouldn't be so tough!

    I went out into the field and found our stupid cow.
    I took her bell off her neck and got a stick not too big around.
    Then I started banging on that cowbell right away;
    I formed a band with my best friend and now we rock all day!

    Cowbell, oh, cowbell, this is the cowbell, cowbell song!
    I'm the cowbell rock 'n' roll star, and you can sing along!
    Oh, the cowbell, it's my instrument, and I can play it well,
    And the cowbell is my pride and joy and cowbells rock it swell!

    Now I play the cowbell in my own rock 'n' roll band.
    I knew this life was the way for me; not farming the open land!
    When I play my cowbell for an audience you know
    The band is great but I'm the start of this here rocking show!

    Cowbell, oh, cowbell, this is the cowbell, cowbell song!
    I'm the cowbell rock 'n' roll star, and you can sing along!
    Oh, the cowbell, it's my instrument, and I can play it well,
    And the cowbell is my pride and joy and cowbells rock it swell!
  • Life's Unfair - this is an early, raw, single-take acoustic-only version of my new song, "Life's Unfair" which is along the same lines (lyrically) as The Kingston Trio's "Tom Dooley" (but not the same musical style, as you'll hear if you listen). Eventually this one will have some additional instrumentation, probably an instrumental break or two, and a better vocal track, but I wanted you to have this version now for your listening pleasure. Note: this is absolutely not, in any way, written to or about my wife! Or me, for that matter! :)
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    Life's Unfair

    copyright 2007 A. R. Moore


    I used to be in love with you all the time
    Then I started going out of my mind
    I had a thought that you couldn’t be left alive
    So I ended your life with my .45

    And now you’re gone and life’s unfair
    ‘cause I’m strapped to this electric chair


    Now my life is filled with such regret
    I hear your voice … inside my head
    I wish I hadn’t done the thing I did
    If I’d have used poison then it could’ve been hid

    But now you’re gone and life’s unfair
    ‘cause I’m strapped to this electric chair


    It won’t be long now until my life is through
    I guess I won’t be reunited with you
    I wish I’d found a way to outsmart the law
    Hid your body … in a pile of straw

    Now you’re gone and life’s unfair
    ‘cause I’m strapped to this electric chair


    I see the man about to pull the switch
    I feel a tingle, I start to twitch
    It won’t be long… things starting to spin
    And on my face… an evil grin

    ‘Cause now you’re gone, and life’s unfair
    I’m frying here in this electric chair…


    I’m in the ground… unable to scream
    The light floods in… it was all a dream
    You’re lying there, right by my side.
    I close my eyes, and start to go out of my mind…
  • Dog Poop - this is my rendition of the old, Irish jig that is a love song about gifting dog poop. Ok, not really, it's a fairly modern poem (circa 2002) of my own creation, but I wanted to showcase my (lack of) mad Irish Tin Whistle skillz, hence the Irish flavor to the tune (some might suggest that the "flavor" more resembles the subject matter). Each track was a single take, and the drum track was laid down by my 10-year-old boy - in a single take!
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    Dog Poop (a Love Poem)

    copyright 2002 A. R. Moore


    I gave my lady dog poop
    On our anniversary;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw the poop at me.

    I gave my lady dog poop
    For her birthday, by and by;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw it in my eye.

    I gave my lady dog poop
    As a Christmas gift so dear;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw it in my ear.

    I gave my lady dog poop
    As a valentine so sweet;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw it at my feet.

    I gave my lady dog poop
    As a new year’s gift for luck;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw it at my truck.

    I gave my lady dog poop
    On Halloween so quick;
    She said, "You are retarded!"
    Then she threw it as my trick.

    I give my lady dog poop
    Every chance that comes along;
    She always says, "You retard!"
    As she throws it back quite strong.

  • The Pocket Furniture Song - this is definitely a work in progress, and probably not worth it. The recording is a capella, recorded from my laptop's built-in mic while sitting on my couch in my living room... and, yes, I'm aware of the incorrect grammar in the last line, but I was taking poetic license and rearranging the grammatical format for rhyming reasons...
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    The Pocket Furniture Song

    copyright 2008 A. R. Moore


    If I had a pocket chair,
    I don't know where I'd sit.
    A pocket chair is really small,
    And I don't think I'd fit!

    If I had a pocket couch,
    I don't know what I'd do.
    A midget might fit on a pocket couch,
    But I don't know about me and you!