G-Sonata Nagasaki

Not a Number

There's a time in a 90s club when tracks simply merged and merged and merged

Holiday

A joyous tribute to Spring!

SPRING IS HERE
Copyright 2023 Santtu/O'Brien/Kimberly C/Bradley/Licata/Zed
Music by Santtu The Sane, Kimberly C, Richard Bradley, Mario Licata, Kev Zed
Lyrics by Alex O’Brien; All Rights Reserved

Santtu The Sane: piano
Kimberly C: vocals
Richard Bradley: guitars, mixing/mastering
Mario Licata: bass
Kev Zed: drums and percussion

Children skipping in the street
Each happy as a child can be
Women dressed up in their best
Wearing tulips on their chests
And people talking, never stopping
Lover’s walking, almost hopping
Spring is here, and so is life
Goodbye sorrow, goodbye night

Water’s flowing
Warm wind blowing
Daffodils growing
Spring is here
Sun is shining
Lover’s binding
All unwinding
Spring is here

Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, and I am laughing
Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, it’s finally here

Dogs and cats are playing games
In the warmth of April rain
Country churches ringing bells
Captured by a magic spell
And people talking, never stopping
Lover’s walking, almost bopping
Spring is here, and so is light
Goodbye sorrow, goodbye fright

Water’s flowing
Warm wind blowing
Daffodils growing
Spring is here
Sun is shining
Lover’s binding
All unwinding
Spring is here
 
Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, and I am laughing
Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, it’s finally here

Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, and so I’m laughing
Spring is here, and I’m so happy
Spring is here, it’s really here
Spring is here
Spring is here, Ohhhh-ho-o

Spring is Here

Walkabout
Walkabout is a rite of passage in Australian Aboriginal society, during which males undergo a journey during adolescence, typically ages 10 to 16, and live in the wilderness for a period as long as six months to make the spiritual and traditional transition into manhood.

Walkabout

Electronic M1567

Mama

M-Fukushima Children

This is my song for Máire and for you. It doesn't really need much explanation. So, give it a listen and see what you think.

Written and performed by Stephen Mc Bride 
Produced by Johnny Mc Farlane

The Path

ON  THE  LOOKOUT

The winter is cold

But your embrace is warm

And the lights on the tree

Are inviting.

The radio plays

A melody

And we dance

Like we’ve known the song

Our whole lives

Kissing you

Under the mistletoe

When I really want

To kiss you everywhere

Its an excuse to be

Next to you

And held by you

Even out of

The cold air.

Happy holidays to you

Even when we’re apart

I wish we were together

This year

And I wish also for the next

And all others after that.

It’s not about the presents

But your presence

No matter what’s

Under the tree.

Merry Christmas baby

Maybe next year,

We’ll see.

Outside the snow falls

Quickly and accumulates

Covering the trees

A blanket of sparkling white

The dark and starry night.

I want to watch the stars

And the snow falling down

Hear the quiet of nature

Just us two.

The cold air is

Sharp, takes my

Breath away

You make me

Feel the same

I can’t breathe

Around you.

Happy holidays to you

Even when we’re apart

I wish we were together

This year

And I wish also for the next

And all others after that.

It’s not about the presents

But your presence

No matter what’s

Under the tree.

Merry Christmas baby

Maybe next year,

We’ll see.

While the snow

Flurries and falls

Catching on our

Eyelashes

Snowflakes

Delicate

And different.

Neither one is the same.

And there’s beauty in that

Being different or being strange.

Walking through the trees

And seeing the moon

Slowly rise.

Above the mountains

As long as I am with you

There’s less about this world

That I despise.

You belong with me

And I belong to you

One simple act

Would make my dreams

Come True.

Happy holidays to you

Even when we’re apart

I wish we were together

This year

And I wish also for the next

And all others after that.

It’s not about the presents

But your presence

No matter what’s

Under the tree.

Merry Christmas baby

Maybe next year,

We’ll see.

Next Year We'll See

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).

Spring is Here

AlexEOB