Hey man, this is a very well played and sung song. Great vocal melodies, too. Way to go with it!

Very nice Ariel--love this Raw acoustic!!

me gusta que lo has grabado live autentico

It reminds me of life before livin' - It's my truth but take away givin'
It's my hope for the dead not the livin' HO,HO,HO, HOpium

Like a firefly burning out in the night

HOpium - Like a man with his hand out
HOpium - Like a screamer that can't shout
HOpium - A dollar sign in a penny jar
HOpium - A rock that can't be thrown far

Like a light bulb burning out under the bleachers
Like a funky hand of god and just a bevy of preachers
Like a soul suckin' mutt but it's devoid of all features
HO, HO, HO, HOpium

Kind of like COpium it gives you a reason
Like swimmin' in the summer sun when you're really freezin'
Take another snort and you'll be sure to be sneezin'
HO.HO,HO, HOpium

HOpium

walking down the street 
going to the station
buy me a ticket to salvation
back home down to the basement
where no one stares
where no one  keeps me waiting
I’ll fly away from yesterday 
a kind of inner transportation
away from baby town

my baby knows that I will be back in time
to call some names off that little book of mine
one last time
one last time

brother, I won’t file for appeasement
it’s high time we disentangled
mother always tries to shut my engine down
now, that daddy’s gone
I took his best car out of the barn
I’ll ride away from yesterday
my inner kind of transportation
away from bradytown

my baby knows, that I’ll be back in time
to call some names off that little book of mine
one last time
one last time

Salvation

hadn’t we been drinking some
to wash down words
all we had gathered
awaiting to tell each one
what we had found
past those open graves
we‘ve walked and talked

I say, you say
and all we have in common

hold on tight, my little friend
I will listen when we meet again
solid air, my friend
say a secret and I’ll keep it safe again

and soon the bottles will bang on the doldrums 
while we both sit and joyously wonder
and we’ll grin and remember the hidden guns
and the others won’t see the conundrum

carelessly wild
carelessly wild

Carelessly Wild

Video: Any views, likes and subs very gratefully received! :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVs0xQeBQJA
A new bossa nova tune for a summer that's slipping away too fast .......

Ordinary Daydreams

El derrotado, Ariel en Bicicleta

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https://youtu.be/E8hQlSgudDc?si=xsLGAJbQO_ibci6Q

My latest is a tune based around a couple of acoustic guitar parts. Hope you enjoy, and thanks for listening :)

Lyrics:
Another year, another bad debt
Snow is on the ground
Follow a trail of broken promise
Lost and never found
Its hard to know
When things go wrong 
And  word is on the street
The last to know 
And the only one 
To leave 

Even though we’ve been full circle
The ice is something new 
And tonight it’s unfamiliar
A place I thought I knew
I feel the dark 
And taste the cold
There’s nothing  here to see
The last to know 
The only one 
To leave 

Waking up too early
A bright light in my eyes
The clues were all around us
Thrown away with all the lies


In the morning I come looking
Somewhere in the snow
I know the footprints will be buried 
No where else to go
The wind gets up
The ghost has gone 
No hope of a reprieve
The last to know 
And The only one 
To leave

The Last To Know

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

A Good Boy:  MidiSound, Oddrun Eikli, 1234567890

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

EYES WIDE OPEN

The leaves are changing
There’s a chill in the air
So many people
Walking the same path

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

I’m on another hill
I watch as they pass me by
They seem to know
They have their destination

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Such a wondrous time
So many colors
So many lives

All joined together
Some left behind
There’ll be another day
Another day

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Eyes Wide Open

Arco Iris- Ariel en Bicicleta

Watch the movie here! :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RML8gUlDyGw

Having grown up with the songs of Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye and other soul greats, and more recently been impressed by the songwriting of artists like Tom Misch and Mac Ayers, I’ve wanted for a while to add an R&B feel to a some of my tracks. 
I’ve tried a few times over the years, and found that blending a strong groove with my usual acoustic, singer-songwriter type stuff didn’t really work. 
I still wanted the songs to sound like my songs :)
This is the first time I’ve finished a track, in that style, that I’m confident enough to put out there. 
Hope you like it :)
Richard

Lyrics:
Needed time to think it over
Get my head straight
Diving overboard           
Maybe Its too late                                                
Make same mistakes 
Its time to move on
But something else is pulling me 
To this old town
 
Its You
I’ve got a feeling that’s its 
You
You’ve got me, I’ve got you 
Its True
End of the journey found us
Somewhere out there
In this underworld 
of two

Someone told me once
To love is to feel free 
Coming home is back to reality
You said it all
The first time
Catching up on feelings 
Harder to define

Its You
I’ve got a feeling that’s its 
You
You’ve got me, I’ve got you 
Its True
End of the journey found us
Somewhere out there
In this underworld 
of two
  
So many years
I tried for it to make sense
Saw our love 
But only in the past tense
Years are slipping
Losing all our nine lives 
Only one thing to decide
  
Its You
I’ve got a feeling that’s its 
You
You’ve got me, I’ve got you 
Its True
End of the journey found us
Somewhere out there
In this old underworld 
of two

Its You
I’ve got a feeling that’s its 
You
You’ve got me, I’ve got you 
Its True
End of the story found us
Right here, right now
In this underworld 
of two

Cursed (prod. by DRAG)

Lamentablemente no puedo seguir a màs artistas, no es porque me crea estrella.

El derrotado, Ariel en Bicicleta

Ariel en Bicicleta

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