Wonderful singing and another brilliant song. Well done guys

sad story for sure..it must have been hard to write the second last verse looking back/regret...you chose an interesting melody for the lyrics

Great lyrics, Alex!! A poignant and moving story!! Great vocal and instrumentation!! PJ is great on the guitar!!

Now THIS is my kind of stuff!! its nice to see you are very versatile :)

DIDN’T THE RIVER KNOW?
© 2022 Lucidi/Olson/O’Brien/Henry/Johnson
Music by PJ Lucidi, Hollie Olson, Brian Henry, Steve Johnson
Lyrics by Alex O’Brien

Hollie Olson: Vocals
PJ Lucidi: Rhythm and Lead Guitars
Brian Henry: Drums, Mixing and Mastering
Steve Johnson: Bass

One New Year’s Eve he walked out
In his Tux he looked so fine
We thought he was off to a party
Thought he was having a real good time
But he didn’t come home that evening
And he didn’t come home that night
They didn’t find him till the springtime
His body washed up, cold, wet, and white

Didn’t the river know?
Didn’t the river understand?
That troubles don’t last forever
And mountains wear down to sand
Why couldn’t that river refuse him?
Why couldn’t that river keep him safe?
The beach should be a place to swim
Not a holding place for graves

A sensitive man, he was a painter
So many canvases left undone
The man he was a brother
And a pool hall wayward son
Well the man he was my uncle
And he loved to go for a walk
He showed me the world of fossils
And we fished off the cottage dock

Didn’t the river know?
Didn’t the river understand?
That a pain can’t last forever
That one can always change a plan
Why couldn’t that river reject him?
Why couldn’t that river flow him home?
The water is there to give us life
Not to drown a mind that feels alone
 
With divorce my father felt guilty
He thought that he should have been there
I was a teenager and selfish
Having too much fun to show I cared
His therapist felt discouraged
And the talks and the pills and how they failed
The pool hall debts they were relieved
And the angels did they wail

Didn’t the river know?
Didn’t the river understand?
That love comes to the lonely
Every hand can find a hand
Why couldn’t the river sustain him?
Why couldn’t the river hold fast?
Why couldn’t the river restrain him?
Till all his fears and worries passed

Didn’t the river know?
Didn’t that river know?

Didn't the River Know

A tale from the present and from the past, a conversation between a man and his father, across distance and time. A connection, a long-ago promise made, perhaps forgotten, finally kept.

Song Finn & Phil

Hey Dad

bizarrely awesome song about a beautiful day. code name Ronald Goddamn Chase. I had no choice on this one, it came from the overlord.🗿 it's super positive and has a some kickass raw stuff. brace yourself.

🤘🤡🤘
love, ronald 
xoxo

ronald goddamn chase - raw songwriting track

Will the lonely oak tree remember the embrance of its sisters? 
What will she fell when she shades the men who left her orphan?
Will the human being ever learn that without enviroment there is no future for humanity?
Will it then be too late?

THE TREE THAT WAS FOREST

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 03/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

An Electro-Jazz track inspired by one of the very 
beautiful photos brought back by Julie during a recent 
trip to Thailand.
Many thanks to Julie.

Un titre Electro-Jazz inspiré d'une des très
belles photos rapportées par Julie lors d'un récent
voyage en Thaïlande.
Un grand merci à Julie.

Raise your eyes

Raise Your Eyes

HINDSIGHT - (JunkHeap (c) Refixed Apr 2023 / (c) Aug 02, 2003)

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

He remembered the glory and strength of his youth, 
wasted his older years yearning for its return. 
Never realized that wisdom is more than a fair trade; 
Beauty in ones' own introspection.

Things could have been so different, 
if they could have been done again. 
Countless times we see the chance, 
and let them go, they wont come again 

They never will...

Hindsight

Foratroca

Old school drum & bass house techno. Dedicated to the great underground selector. jaKe. Music & artwork. D.k.A. Spencer

Biodiversity

Lingering Echoes – The City Centre
July 2023
Duration: 2:50
Fascinating sonic places that provoke lingering memories. 
Photo of downtown New York City  
Special thanks to John-Marc Ventimiglia @john-marc-ventimiglia for his highly valued musical input and for creating the “The City Centre ” sound library used to compose this piece.

The city centre, often busy and vibrant,  is the area of a city where commerce, entertainment, shopping, and political power are concentrated. The term is commonly used in many English-speaking countries and has direct equivalents in many other languages. However, noticeably, in the United States, the term "downtown" is commonly used to denote a city centre, and in Canada the terms "city centre" and "downtown" are used interchangeably. The first citation for "down town" or "downtown" dates to 1770, in reference to the center of Boston. Some have posited that the term "downtown" was coined in New York City, where it was in use by the 1830s to refer to the original town at the southern tip of the island of Manhattan. During the late 19th century, the term was gradually adopted by cities across the United States and Canada to refer to the historical core of the city, which was most often the same as the commercial heart of the city.  In many metropolitan areas, the city centre or downtown, is marked by a cluster of tall buildings, cultural institutions and the convergence of rail transit and bus lines. 

For soprano sax, tenor sax, baritone sax. oboe, heckelphone, clarinet, xylophone, marimba, piano, bassoon, contra bassoon, city sound samples and percussion.

Lingering Echoes - The City Centre

Challenge was to make one of my shorter songs with one of my longer lyrics, so I 'had' to craft it into an amalgam of 9/4 and 4/4 signatures. Thus, it may feel crazy on verses but I hope also catchy on refrains.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)  /  I ask only not to have desires (I don’t want to imagine anymore)

¿Puedes explicarme qué es lo que me pasa?  /  Can you tell me what happens to me?
Señor, llévate de mí esta confusión.  /  Lord, take away this confusion.
Quítame el don de la inteligencia,  /  Take the gift of intelligence from me,
pues si no pensara tanto, sería feliz.  /  because if I didn’t think so much, I would be happy.

Siento que este mundo me es extraño,  /  I feel this world is strange,
estoy a disgusto con mis sentidos.  /  I get displeasure from my senses.
No puedo comprender su funcionamiento,  /  I cannot understand their functioning,
ni siquiera amoldarme a él.  /  nor even get used to it.

Sólo pido no tener deseos,  /  I ask only not to have desires,
ya no quiero imaginarme nada.  /  I don’t want to imagine anything anymore.

Esta situación siempre es pasajera,  /  This situation is always temporary,
pero se repite una y otra vez.  /  but repeats itself again and again.
Este malestar de cuerpo y alma  /  This discomfort of soul and body
me hace desear dejar de ser.  /  makes me wish to stop being.  

Pienso entonces en todos los que me quieren,  /  Then I think of all those who love me,
o al menos en los que a veces lo parecen…  /  or at least about those who sometimes seem to…
¿Por qué es tan difícil la coexistencia  /  Why is coexistence so difficult
en medio de una sociedad inteligente?  /  in an intelligent society?

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

No deberías dejar pensar a algo imperfecto,  /  You should not allow something imperfect to think,
sino limitarlo a cumplir su función social.  /  but limit it to fulfilling its social role.
Sólo quiero ser un engranaje más, señor,  /  I only want to be one more cog, Lord,
en tu rebaño de almas, sin preguntas.  /  in your flock of souls, without questions.

Esta vida que me has dado, señor,  /  This life you have given me, Lord,
me tortura, de modos insospechados,  /  tortures me, in unsuspected manners,
a buscarle un sentido a mis dudas,  /  to look for a sense to my doubts,
lo cual, tal vez, sea precisamente su fin!  /  which, maybe, is precisely its purpose!

Sólo pido…  /  I ask only…

ER43FI10 97-18

Sólo pido no tener deseos (Ya no quiero imaginar)

Progressive composition at the junction of genres and a great experiment with instruments
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Terra Sapiens - Der Schwarze Geist

To celebrate 2000, I took a year off to write songs, novels, plays, and stories - and I've been doing that since. At the end of my first year, I won first prize in the USA Songwriting Contest in the Lyric Category for 'Drum Machines and Beauty Queens.' This led to co-writing songs with many excellent musicians, including those represented in songs posted here. 

More recently, I was one of seven finalists in the Crisis Lyric Category of the 2021 UK Songwriting Contest for 'Lockdown Blues,' and one of nine nominees in the 2021 International Song Awards with 'Didn't the River Know' and 'Blue and Gold.'

For the past two years, I've been collaborating with many talented musicians on Kompoz. I release many of these songs here and compile the best into albums released under Captain Stormfield's Trip on Spotify and other platforms (see links below).

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