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It's Gonna Sting

Revoir Chimay

Ambers song Genesha was born out of a new collaboration with ParQushea.

In the midst of our hot tropical summer we start the new year off with an ambient chill flow.
Ambers delicate vocals weave through fields of contrasting atmospheric harmonies.
Chris's guitar infusions complement the soundscape with Neil Orange Peel's percussion.
Arrangement, & production By Orange Peel
His vision brings all the elements together in a chilled ambient track.

Vocals ,Rhythm Guitar : Amber Legay
Guitars : Chris O'Shea
Bass & Percussion : Neil Parker
Song & Lyrics : Amber Legay
Recording ,Arrangement, & production By Neil Orange Peel

Ganesha

Lyrics from John Steinbeck's "The Pearl"

The doctor never came to the brush houses
he spent all of his time with the rich people
The doctor won't come to us
then we will go to him

Do you have any money?
He brought out eight small ugly pearls

I'm sorry my friend but this pearl is too big
No one will buy a pearl this big
Kino felt that he was in danger
the crowd became silent

Do you have any money?
He brought out eight small ugly pearls

Staying Back

Eight Small Ugly Pearls

As a child growing up in Liverpool during the eighties, I witnessed first hand the struggles people had to endure because of the government’s neglect of our city. The government got away with neglecting its children, whilst Yosser and no doubt many like him had theirs taken away.

Yosser Hughes, the fictional character from Alan Bleasdale's incredible television series 'Boys from the Blackstuff', depicted a single father unable to find work whilst trying to look after his three children. 

The perception of Yosser back then, and probably still now is that he was a crazy, weak, and dangerous person. The reality though, is that Yosser’s behaviour was fuelled by many factors, not just povery, lack of work, and a broken relationship that we witness on screen.

Mental health awareness was zilch back then and most men today like Yosser find it impossible to talk about their struggles in life. This is largely due to the stigma of being perceived as weak. The only person he felt that he could open up to was a priest behind a veiled confessional box, who seemingly offered no help, support or guidance.

There will have been many traumatic events in Yossers life, all as a result of a cycle of poverty and lack of support and understanding that was generationally passed down. 

Yosser struggled on with his failing mental health, but clearly his love remained for his children. He kept looking for work, feeding his children, doing the best he could with what little he had. He like many was unfortunately doomed to succeed, and yet if he had been given help and support he could have brought his children up and been there for them. His wife, like Yosser just another casualty of the continuing cycle of victims, and sadly their children next.

Anyone struggling with their mental health should break free from the societal  stigma and speak to someone. You’re only human and can’t carry that weight alone. You are not alone and It’s ok to be vulnerable, it’s what makes us human. Just please ask someone for help!

Additionally, If you know someone who may be struggling with things, ask them if they want to talk, lend your ear, normalize their worries or concerns, and encourage them to seek help and support.

Thanks to Liverpool artist Mikey Gannon, for letting me use his artwork: http://ko-fi.com/mikeygannon

Yosser hughes

Yosser Hughes

Stressed

(John Stone)

Life is a bitch
I’ve heard it said  
Some people even say they’re  better off dead
You’re in a hole
Then take control
Take care of business could be good for your soul

If I were you I wouldn’t get so stressed about it
Don’t waste the moment going OhOhOh
Instead of thinking what might happen and when
If something going to happen you can deal with it then

Let’s not get stressed Lets not get stressed about it
You should keep yourself together don’t get angry or depressed
Let’s not get stressed Lets not get stressed about it
Just keep calm and keep collected when bad feelings are expressed  
Let’s not get stressed stressed ….   

It’s true the future, may not seem  bright
And there’s no answer to the problems in sight
Just down the line  things could be fine
You often find and answer if you just give it time

Stressed

THE MELLOW SIDE OF MOON // Perhaps a different way of listening??
@docfritz // Composition, Arrangement, Soundscapes, Rhythm Design, Artwork, Mix & Production 
© 2024 | Peter Pasch @ ORCHESTRA OF ELECTRIC SPACEJAZZ

THE MELLOW SIDE OF MOON

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This country ballad is a heartfelt tribute to the warmth and enduring significance of home and family. With vivid imagery of a rural upbringing, the lyrics evoke a sense of nostalgia and deep-rooted connection to one's origins. The verses beautifully paint a picture of life on a dirt road, a loving household, and cherished traditions, while the chorus reinforces the powerful bond between the singer and their southern roots. The bridge adds a touching note, highlighting how these memories serve as a compass, guiding the singer through life's journeys. Overall, this song is a poignant reminder of the timeless values of love, hard work, and the comforting embrace of home.

Roots Run Deep

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ITS 1917 IN SURREY AND

 FROM THE MOUNTAIN TOPS TO THE LOWLAND SEAS NEW LINES ARE DRAWN IN CASUALTIES

It’s been nice but I can not stay
I’ve seen what the papers say
Reminds me of what Iago said
And part of it stuck in my head
Hey slacker some men in khaki cry
It’s the green eyed monsters call to die
But it mocks the meat on which it feeds 
As the more it takes the more it needs

And at Madame Lind’s the lights are on
The clink of Glass and pianola song 
I can still hear as I reach my door 
Where a letter looms on the hallway floor

Now I was nearly forty one
when I appealed for my exemption 
For domestic hardship would ensue 
If I should limp round the colours too
Cause rheumatic fever did for me
When I was young my stick you see
So to aid the prosecution of the war 
In a civil role I’d help much more

And mechanically it carries on 
The ticking clock goes on and on 
Below the mantle piece supine on my knees
The fires lit with obituaries 

And like the steam from the six forty six
I was compelled into a new office
Where the letters swam in elusive shoals
I cast my net of coherent wholes
And the thief of time had been and gone
when the knot i tied it came undone
And that’s when I began to roam 
Beneath starlight and hedgerow 
I made my home

And I woke with the feathered songsters song 
And in my bones I felt the sunlight shone
Touched by the beauty of life and its brevity 
From small mindedness momentarily 

I took my, I took my, I took my , I took my      leave

Clink of Glass (Acoustic)

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