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Song by Tony Harrell and Leland Scott as recorded at Buck's Place studio.

I Love You Waltz

(Song Terry Reeves, Lyrics Janice Slater)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Vocals, Congas, Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Cover pic from Janice Slater's personal archive.
Arterial-flow – Rive-gauche
australianjazzrealbook.com/artists/janice-slater/
bentenlaughing.blogspot.com/
www.reverbnation.com/janiceslater

I arrived in London in early ‘71 and landed on the Holland Road, Shepherd’s Bush not long after.
My good pal Julie Lewis (from Durham) with whom I’d worked with in Sydney, had digs there and invited me to stay. Nonetheless I found it a challenging place to be after Sydney, Summer, beaches, family and gigs. Amongst Julie’s record collection was Nick Drake’s 'Bryter Later' which brought solace to me as I often felt very alone and completely at a loss as to how to navigate London town.

Years later I was to learn that Freddie Mercury was living just a few doors down from us on the Holland Road...no I never knew him...but when I wrote the lyric it seemed apt to pay homage to Freddie and our collective dreams. I’m so happy with Cripple Club’s interpretation of the lyrics, bringing to life a musical collage that depicts the highs and lows of living on the Holland Road through my first cold winter! From my heart; thank you Terry & Gary Reeves; you are two soulful & gifted brothers; I feel so indebted to you both and to Hans Albers for his powerful musical contributions. Thank you, everyone, for listening. (Janice Slater)

Having been such a good friend to us over the years, it has been such an honour to work with Janice on this song. It is dedicated to every one of the beautiful friends we have made here on the Cloud. Thank you all for the support you have given to our music. The last ten years have been filled with such wonderful memories. Much love to you all. (Gary & Terry Reeves)

I’m standing on the fraying edge
Of golden russet gown
Everything’s evolving
Spinning and turning my head around

A familiar voice insulted
And 'Bryter Later's so understated
There’s evidence of a circumstantial nature
But once again, I don’t feel the danger

(Spoken) But now I’m declining all invitations...

I hear the doorbell
But there’s just a stranger
Standing on the fraying edge of fear
Of a city without pity and you’re not near

Freddie he’s walking
Heading down the street
Just like me
The snow and sleet under his feet

Oh but we’ve yet to meet
Looking down the Holland Road
Nobody can see us
Standing on the fraying edge

(Spoken) I was just like you Freddie, looking for that song...

Or three or four
We are looking for salvation
On the Holland Road
And Shepherds Bush Station

Freddie he’s still walking, heading down the street
Just like him, singing music for trick or treat

(Spoken) Oh but we’ve yet to meet…

GUITAR BREAK

(Spoken) Just around the corner from…
Portobello Road
On the fraying edge (repeat x 8)
Of a fraying town

THE FRAYING EDGE - CRIPPLE CLUB, HANS ALBERS & JANICE SLATER

See the music video (made in VR):  https://youtu.be/Nnxe3I16FMM

We Are Not Robots

I don't know what she just did to me
I thought she was above such childish things
She said to me my truth will never change
But please don't expect me to act my age

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

She said people don't know me, they just see
My mistakes and eccentricity
When you get to know me you will see
I'm trying to escape reality

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah nah
Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Sometimes I just want to be child
Sometimes I want to get a little bit wild

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

Because we are not robots
Nah nah nah nah nah

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We Are Not Robots

FULL SONG NOW AVAILABLE HERE:
https://soundcloud.com/mystictapedeck/the-feathered-crown

We often do some quite elaborate percussion ensembles within our songs which can get a little buried under everything else we do. The aim of this release is to highlight some of the more interesting percussion passages in our songs, before you hear the songs themselves. 

Just thought it might be fun to feature these. 

This one has a drum kit, tabla, tambourine, finger bells, finger snaps and claps, and some crowd sound samples.

The Feathered Crown (Percussion Excerpt)

Suffocated by my dreams terrorized by my life. Conversations in my mind creep through secret tunnels, stepping out into the light of open spaces. I feel the blood draining from my face, as I hear whispers of denial from pristine cages mingling with homeless mothers. Who loved the day and pray for another. The dying embers of freedom colors are fading into the blackest of nights. Walking through shadows that leave the mist of time, my fingers are holding fragment of what’s left of my life

Intrusive Thoughts

Lyrics:

Time is short
Pack your bags
Open up
Your old mags

Seize the way
Walk and say
"Happiness"
Not far away

I'm watchin' Simpsons
and everything is okay
hey, hey, neigh

How much longer can I keep this up for?
Not too long

Have a laugh
Have a cry
Don't deny
Your apple pie

Do a voice
Sing songs
Write a joke
Wear your thongs

I'm watchin' Simpsons
and everything is okay
yay, hey, neigh

how much longer should I keep this up for?
Not too long

Watchin' Simpsons (with melody and lyrics)

The new album “Fight The Oligarchy” is out now
It is an album talking about the anger and frustration with the world of crime in politics. It can be found on 
BANDCAMP and YouTube and  Spotify know, all other platforms early March. 

https://thebargainbasementbutterflies.bandcamp.com/album/fight-the-oligarchy

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lFWndW-uBd0_lP3HP5WLr8OS2MGVRKxQ4&si=4ep7eEV1Ea1VV63Z

https://open.spotify.com/album/57UjH1Ll9LlRpTUiia2zop?si=FuVHeKBXTE-ACy1_e8Tmpg


Fight The Oligarchy 

We don’t believe all you stupid lies
We don’t need you in our lives 
We don’t believe your shit will set us free 
We won’t be ruled by white supremacy 


Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy

The hate that you fuel will eventually die
The hate that you fuel will consume your own life
You’re just a fungus, you’re just a disease
Your lust for blood will never appease 

Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy
Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy

We will Take off your mask and tear down the facade 
Remove all your power you are no god
Shut your mouth we don’t give a damn
To hell with you and your mother Fucking plans 

Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy
Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy

This is not a game these are lives
This is not a joke we won’t just stand by
We won’t let you take control 
We are more powerful then you’ll ever know 

Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy
Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy
Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy
Fight, Fight, Fight, the oligarchy

Fight The Oligarchy (explicit)

Heart enough... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0op4r_XmKtk

Against The Grain

“ Colpi Dritti “  by Luke 

During Medieval & Renaissance days the fencing word..
“Colpi Dritti”…means: “Vadi blows from the right side used to defend one self” as the warriors had to do…

Just a fun experimental piece …

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Guitar & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
I use Open A.i for Album art pictures 

                           Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“Colpi Dritti”  by Luke

Original composition by Neno J. (song for my little grandson)
Nylon electro-acoustic guitar Cordoba Studio GK, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100.

Bossa for little Noah

Vocal: Tea Kiara & Minette
Piano: Deesan & HeyAlex
Violin and string arrangements TTS

Was going to do add bass drums etc..... with this track. But, after a few seconds of listening to what I already had, I thought  it wasnt required. 

If you want to listen to Minette´s music heres the link https://soundcloud.com/minettefourie

OUR LAST DANCE & HOME FT  TEA KIARA & MINETTE

Written by---Pete
Pete--Vocals,Keyboards, Guitar
Paul---Drums,Percussion

Another World

Listen to the Birds  is written by Joe DeFilippo and performed by the R.J. Phillips Band, a group of Baltimore musicians. Joe DeFilippo: vocals, bass guitar; Bill Phelan: electric and acoustic guitar; Glenn Workman: piano; Sarah Larsen: fiddle; Sue Pratt: backing vocals; Bill Pratt: drums, backing vocals. Produced & recorded by: Bill Pratt @ the Bratt Studio, Baltimore,MD.




Listen To The Birds

For the first time I used an acapella and composed the piece from the melody.
It's an interesting and fun exercise. 😉
I just learned from Frank that the  femal voice is an AI. Too bad! I spent time on this piece so I'm publishing it but you have been warned.
I have released the instrumental version open to collaboration.

PS : The guy who doesn't sing very well... that's me 🙄


Pour la première fois j'ai utilisé un acapella et composé le morceau à partir de la mélodie. C'est un exercice amusant et intéressant 😉

Je viens d'apprendre par Frank que la voix est une IA. Dommage ! J'ai passé du temps sur ce morceau alors je le publie, mais vous êtes prévenus.
J'ai publié la version instrumentale ouverte à collaboration
PS: Le mec qui chante pas très bien... c'est moi 🙄

WannaBe Your Lover  (Use of femal Acapella from Frank Zozky)

This is a 3-person collaboration between Del Griffiths, Mel Meow and me. I hope you enjoy our song. 

An original song by Andrea Brennan (lyrics) and Del Griffiths (music).

Performed here by:
Mel Meow - vocals
Del Griffiths - vocals and music

Lyrics

Let’s walk through the forest
And talk of our dreams
About love beyond boundaries
‘Neath a blanket of leaves

With your hand in mine
We’ll blaze our own trail
Through warm winds that blow
And cold winter snow

Through good times and sorrow
Wherever we go

No darkness can conceal
The light in our hearts
No power so strong
That can keep us apart
No time so long to make us forget
We’re two hands, and one heart

Sunlight through leaves
Cast shadows around
A flicker of panic
My heart races quicker

Wherever you are
I will never be far
And fear can’t control
The joy in our souls

So, grip my hand tight
Everything is alright

No darkness can conceal
The light in our hearts
No power so strong
That can keep us apart
No time so long to make us forget
We’re two hands, but one heart

I look in your eyes
As our fingers entwine
And I believe
Your love is all that I need

I look in your eyes
And I see
Eternity

No darkness can conceal
The light in our hearts
No power so strong
That can keep us apart
No time so long to make us forget
We’re two hands, but one heart

Two Hands But One Heart

The title comes from a famous Irish poem from the 18th century . Cill Chais By Aodhagán Ó Rathaille ,It is a lament on the loss of land ,love and freedom , yet the last line ,this title ,gives a hope for the future ,a wish for a different outcome ,  a wonderful weapon to combat such adversity ,something that is still so important today .

Here's a link to the poem in Irish and English and a guide to some background .

https://irisharoundtheworld.com/cill-chais-by-aodhagan-o-rathaille/

Be well ,shine on  :-)

Ná Feictear é Arís Ar Lár ( We’ll See It No More Laid Low )

When the railway runs along the coast, right beside the sea, there are many tunnels. Sometimes they’re so narrow that two tracks must draw near to one another to pass through. That’s how a strange love story begins between them.
This is a song I wrote around the year 2000, one of my last. I think it has a good mood. I’ve remixed and partially rearranged it.
You can still hear the warm tone of the Washburn, along with the old Yamaha’s sounds (including the flute). The sax — reworked by me  — is kindly provided by Dropgun Samples.
Still, as always, everything is very handcrafted.

Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

They converged at the tunnel’s mouth,
suddenly parallel —
twins of the railway.
They looked at each other, studied each other,
just enough
to not quite grasp
how much the one beside you knows of you.
They hesitated, thinking of the road behind:
companions in adventure,
but now unsure why.
And then they stared at the night gaping inside the tunnel:
a magnificent promise
to be traveled on the thread of fantasy.

“Inside this darkness, maybe we will never part,
under this shadow, maybe you’ll finally know me,
after this night, who knows where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

They parted at the tunnel’s edge,
but a narrow wall concealed a silence
charged with jealousy,
shaped like fear — fear of that strange kind of courtesy,
fear of the light,
fear of the end of the tunnel.
“Parallel track,
mirror born of the railway,
traitorous twin,
lover made of parody.
Don’t tell me that
after this darkness we’ll never part,
that under this shadow you’ll finally touch me,
that after this night, who knows where you’ll take me —
perhaps down by the sea…”

And at the end of that masterpiece of engineering,
only one of them
came rushing out of the tunnel;
on instinct, he turned and saw
that the sea was beside him,
and under the sea, the sky,
and beneath the sky — who knows what lies...

“After this darkness, surely we will never part,
inside this shadow, surely you’ll let go,
after this night, I cannot say where you’ll fall asleep —
perhaps closer to the sea…”

----

Confluirono all'ingresso della galleria
improvvisamente paralleli 
gemelli della ferrovia.
Si guardarono, si studiarono quel tanto che
non basta a misurare sino in fondo
quello che hai di fianco cosa sa di te.
Indugiarono, pensarono alla strada dietro di sé:
compagni di avventura,
ma ora non capivano perché.
E poi guardarono la notte spalancata nella galleria:
magnifica promessa
da viaggiare sul filo della fantasia

"dentro questo buio forse noi non ci separeremo mai,
sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi conoscerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

Si congedarono sulla bocca della galleria,
ma parete stretta nasconde silenzio
fatto a carica di gelosia,
fatto a forma di paura di quella stranissima cortesia,
paura della luce
paura della fine della galleria.
"Binario parallelo,
specchio generato dalla ferrovia,
gemello traditore,
amante da parodia.
Non dirmi che 
dopo questo buio noi non ci separaremo mai,
che sotto questo scuro tu finalmente mi toccherai,
che dopo questa notte poi chissà dove mi accompagnerai,
forse giù vicino al mare ..."

E alla fine di quel capolavoro di ingegneria,
di loro uno solo
usciva di corsa dalla galleria;
d'istinto si voltò e vide che
c'era il mare di fianco a sé,
e sotto il mare il cielo,
e sotto il cielo chissa cosa c'è ...

"dopo questo buio certo noi non ci separeremo mai,
dentro questo scuro tu sicuramente ti abbandonerai,
dopo questa notte poi non so dire dove ti addormenterai,
forse più vicino al mare ..."

----

Composed by Michele Ansani (1999)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2025, May 16

Down by the sea [Viaggio di nozze] *

Have the number of a good friend on my phone though he’s no longer here still tempted to ring.  https://youtu.be/Emt8UtM0vsI

Jesus would not agree
But I don’t share his pedigree
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone

Hades just takes the piss
No-one rows you across The Styx
I believe
When you’re gone
You’re gone

 I keep your number on my phone
Hoping that you prove me wrong  
But when I ring it no-one’s home
You’re gone
Gone
Gone

Jesus would not agree
But I don’t share his pedigree
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone
I believe
When your gone 
You’re gone

The Atheist

The Atheist  (feat. Jonathan Beckenstein)

Sergey Melody songs https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6MUUJPPPHyY

MilkyWay embrace

Lyrics

Hey Scratch,
it's my serve ..
Good luck returning this Agassi curve
Channel that inner Sabatini
These musical rallies making me truly free

Forehand to backhand
The net sees you in
Here comes the spin
I'm lobbing you man
Long, Out... Ah TBD
We must scratch more song
Umpirical free
An ace
There's the power of beast practice flower
You just saw my Sampras
Monumental hour

Trem lines through core
This court sees notes played
We're all found as winners serving pure ace

We're aiming for lines
Lines we find
Perfection in musical accuracy timed
Imagery painted
Steffi Graf like good measure
Treasure from feathered true inner peace pleasure

Just like Martina paved true way
Way for the fearless to enjoy their natural day
Day to Day the way they are
Seen on a screen
New homo sapien bar

Scratch, it's your serve
Show me that curve
Varied direction
Be seeding new nerve
Pathways of neurons
New type of ace
Let's enjoy life for a universal pace


We showing that grace
Let's show that grace
Show that grace
Thank you man
Mr and Mrs Sheridan

(Mary and John Sheridan were my next door neighbours when I was younger. We got to use their tennis courts and they have a beautiful family. Mary and John have passed on now, RIP both of you...  but I wanted to appreciate them as I learned to love tennis on their courts and felt reconnected with them making it. Sorry for losing your tennis balls all the time 😆)

Update: Bass added and 2 x Electric Guitar (One lead focused the other rhythm mostly - Twang setting on my Line 6 amp for both runs - no DAW modelling this time) also added keys - piano one run and airy strings one run... both played on a keyboard

Tempo 142 BPM (borrowed from BBC Wimbledon theme song)
Very nicely... I stopped the piece / acoustic guitar which started it at 142 bars... I didn't mean that but I will definitely hold it now as the songs duration aswell... The universe delivered that one. 2 x Acoustic rhythm runs / Drums and Two vocal lead lines so far...

Notes
Let's keep the empowering yourself by a sports person's mindset even if your not playing sport... (to save you listening to me in the poem track... I empower myself by recognising that I am my version of Fernando Alonso at what I do - Music and poems so....)... I just got pole position with the song like I knew I would because qualifying when you're making song is having no doubt whatsoever that your result will be what you want to get out of it. This is vital. We can only make music from a position of calm confidence so using a placebo like tool like I do works really nicely for me...

The only difference in seeing yourself as a 'star' you may respect... There's no competition... But the same mindset can and in my opinion should apply... All incredible sports people visualise what they will do and that prepares their mind to be laser focused on doing it in the moment when it arrives... They have a reference in their mind and the skill along with that imagined reference allows them to execute it more effortlessly and adapt to something they may not have foreseen... They call their own shot in their head and then make it most of the time... Call your shot and you wipe out the doubt because your always happy with your result then before you've made it... If you end up with a pile of shite! Well even the best lose sometimes... Look at Zidane in the World Cup final... He's still one of the greatest footballers of all time... Maybe Materazzi's questionable mindset was too strong for him that day... But we don't need to worry about that crap... We have no one to beat but ourselves... Zidane licked his wounds stopped playing football straight away and is now one of the best managers in the world continuing to build his incredible legacy with the help of an amazing daily mindset of a winner... Winning in the music business (ethically) the way society is.. Extremely difficult... Bring it on!🔆

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