I love love your outstanding piano's motifs Annie

Reminds me of the wonderful percussive piano of Bruce Hornsby. Fabulous violin too.

Related tracks: Rapid Rivers (Blazing Across My Mind)

Did this piano session  for you recently, and I hope you enjoy. Love, Rina  

Live Reflexion#007

When we were clearing my brother in law's house after he died in an accident,we came across a little written musing. It's the spoken part at the end of this short track. Perhaps not polished,yet poignant. Rest easy Alan.

Magic at work
There we go
Watch it unfold
It's all guesswork
Nothing to show
All uncontrolled

Drifting along
Aimlessly
Life and the flow
Is there a song
Just for me
Will I ever know

When life has lost it's theme
It's crazy impossible dream
And a heart is beyond tears
And worries and fears
Then the answers lie at best
In the scudding distant clouds
Or in memories of vibrant years
Long gone

Hoper

This song sprung out of a practice session, with the lyrics, especially the first verse, just tumbling out.
It's another love song for my partner.  Can't seem to stop writing them, but that's how much she means to me.  Will be more worried if I stop writing them.  
Hope you enjoy it.

Rapid Rivers (Blazing Across My Mind)

My sister and I wrote this bouncy jig a few moons ago. Very grateful to my lovely Sander for this new sparkly remastered version. We hope you enjoy! 😊🎶❤️🎻🎵🎹🎼🌚🌜
@jane-hamilton-1
@wane-of-summer

MOON JIG (by Annie and Jane on violin)

A real joy to have Karin-Maria Brunner join me on this song. She has really done an amazing job with my basic track. My grateful thanks and deepest appreciation to you, Karin-Maria. (@user-53145152-479345033)
https://soundcloud.com/karin-maria-brunner

K-M: Epic pad, Vintage synthesiser strings, harp, violin, viola, cello, crash, bass, processing, mixing and mastering 
Me: vocals, guitars, drums, keyboards

Promise Me (Brian Peters)

It's hard to believe
Takes courage of man to admit it
There's a memory within me
The sound of your name recalls it

We're living in days
Dancing too close to the heat
There's pockets of fires
Scattered all over the streets

*Promise me baby
You won't let another come between our love
Promise me baby
You won't imprison the dove*

They tied up the servant
They killed the messenger
Made a home explosive
Marked it ‘return to sender’

There’s a crack in the conscience
A finger of light in the skies
There’s bug on your telephone
Your windows are full of eyes

It’s the day of the aliens
Night of the UFOs
They took all the war brides
The baby boomer girls

There’s halls of illusion
Perverted sex on the screen
Young minds in confusion
Old men with adolescent dreams

The prophet is dishonoured
Especially in his own home
I’ve been reading Borges
Listening to Leonard Cohen

There’s sex on the telephone
A hundred iniquity dens
But the women are sexless
There are no real men

There’s blood on the doorposts
The angel of death is near
Speak softly, darling
Even the walls have ears

There’s a place in the hills
It’s like the top of Masada
It’s the gateway to paradise
Or the scene of a murder

Well, the world’s getting smaller
It’s like a one horse town
But the circle gets faster
As it spirals down

And the more things are changing
The more they are the same
And I sound like my daddy
I guess he felt the same

Promise Me

Recorded at Chillhouse Recording Studio with Will Holland.
Art mine.

(In)Sane

Anxiety Building Until Stillness And A Sigh of Relief

I've been away from SoundCloud for a while working on my new album and several writing projects, but the album's nearly done, so I thought I'd emerge from my cocoon and post this song, which means a lot to me. It features my good friend Akmaral Zykayeva on violin. For the past ten years, I've been doing a lot of consulting work in Kazakhstan. I met Akmaral in Almaty, Kazakhstan about six years ago. She is a hugely gifted composer, singer, and violinist who records as "Akmaral Mergen" and also as "Mergen" (Mergen means "woman warrior" in Kazakh).
For this song, Akmaral wrote a beautiful six-violin arrangement, playing all the parts herself.
The photo on the cover is the view from my hotel room in Almaty on one of my trips. In the foreground is Almaty Opera House and in the distance are the snowcapped Tien Shan Mountains (the "Celestial Mountains"). Beyond the mountains is Kyrgyzstan. 
Main guitars on this song are my Taylor GC-5 acoustic and my 1966 Guild Starfire XII (electric twelve-string).
The cricket and bird sounds at the beginning and end were recorded by me with a field recorder in a wild area of southern Wisconsin.
(This song can be found on my "Twilight on Tunnel Road" album, which I'm happy to say won the Alternative Album of the Year award from the Madison Area Music Association.)
LYRICS:
"Let Me Go”
Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

Nothing I say to you makes it untrue.
Let me go—I can’t say how much I love you.

Taking it all away, I can’t bear the day.
In the night I just see your face staring at me.
Let me go.

Seeing I don’t know why, why you must try
to go far away now, climb mountains so high.

Every single day, I’m making my way.
I can’t deal with you gone and I’m not okay.
Let me go.

I don’t say you should not go—closing off the future before you can know.
I just can’t get loose from your strings,
they’re wrapped around my heart entangling all things.

I remember how we used to play, how we used to dance, how we used to run,
dissolving in the moonlight as if we were one.
And all those days, all those times, all those nights we held to each other,
held so tight as if we might lose the one thing we love.

And I think that I can’t go on now,
without you I’m lost, I just don’t know how.
Now the light has gone out of my life,
nothing ahead but torment and strife.

Twilight on Tunnel Road

Let Me Go

It's all about constant change, both in life and in music. As for the music, the original goal was to make use of panning to illustrate the "walking on by" at the beginning and end of the song. The second phase was creating a fuller sound without having various parts drowned out, or in some way, channel my inner Phil Spector.

The finale is the sound of footsteps walking by and then the shutting of the door as the song ends. End of a relationship. End of the song.

Maybe the best relationship advise I can give is: if you love someone, set them free ... don't quote me, quote Sting. :-) This is sort of my "resigned to my fate" version. I've been on both sides of that fence. I've walked away knowing it wasn't going to work out (long term). Sadly, I've been on the other side knowing the pain of love lost. But in the end, I didn't really lose anything that was mine to lose. I could go on and talk about how a true love is neither possessive nor jealous but hopefully, the song makes that point clear.

Original Mix using Reaper v4.x
Remix using Reaper v7.x
VSTs:
- Voxengo OldSchoolReverb
- Blue Cat Chorus
- FocusRite Red 3 Compressor
Image courtesy of FreeDigitalPhotos.net
Footstep Sound FX courtesy of freesfx.co.uk
Drum sound bytes courtesy of Free Studio Drum Sounds and 9th Wonder Kit

Just Walk On By
----------------------
Just walk -- walk on by
No need to tell me another lie
Keep it to yourself (I tell you)
Just walk on by ...

That's what I said -- keep on walking
You don't need to do any more talking
What you say just don't matter
Just walk on by ...

[Solo]

You say that you love me, ain't that right?
So where were you all last night?
He he! That really don't matter
Just walk on by ...

So many years, I've been holding on
Now you don't want to say: "So long."
Well, you know I hate long good byes, so
Just walk on by ...

[final solo]

[footsteps as she leaves and shuts the door
thus closure to the song and the relationship]

... you know I hate long good byes.

:: Words and music copyright Rick Engler

Reflections

Just Walk On By

Just Walk On By (Original)

Album : Niepokój - Anxiety 
Autor :   nowyyorg 2013 - 2024 Remastered

Too Bad, Mr. X ( For my Father )

Thunder Pants

Too bad I was your Rembrandt in waiting
Though you sensed you were Ms Convenience
So many days in a chamber debating
Instead of between sheets of Salinas

There you go again 
Mount Vesuvius – in your hands
Manufacturing pain
Emphatically – Thunder Pants
(your cross you bear is burning dangerously near)
(Here seeking comfort from anxiety wizened)

So soon the ejector seat after the thrill
Brings the acid to the back of your teeth
You can’t let it go like a Janice girl
So it’s almost time to lay a wreath

A rational man would cut you dead
But testosterone makes fools of the best

Sometimes it seems that you’re talking nice
But I know it’s the crack end of the bench
It’s a midday roast and my tongue is dry
Anticipating that rapier sledge

Thunder Pants

This sinister jam will rattle dark vibes thru the speaker!
The bass will shake you into losing your mind!

Love all my fellow creators, keep passionately pursuing your higher self!

DARKNESS DIVINE

Dear friends, once upon a time there was an opposition politician in a great and powerful country. After surviving a very severe poisoning, he was put in miserable prisons and later died under mysterious circumstances - It hurts!!

Lyrics in English

A Poor Man

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear when someone has died
when he fought for something that is good
he had striven for the freedom of his people

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I see that children in the world are suffering badly
when they were hit by bombs in their home
there they would have been safe from wicked men

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear people are starving to death
when there is so much money in this world
it would be very good if we can share everything we have

What is it that hurts so much?
which hurts so much - in me
that's when I hear tyrants torment their people
they have thrown many people in a cage
and they have murdered several of those who oppose themselves


Lyrics in Swedish

 En Stackars Man

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör när någon människa har dött
när han stridit för något som är gott
han hade strävat efter friheten för sitt folk

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag ser att barn i världen lider svårt
när de träffats av bomber i sitt hem
där skulle de ha varit trygga från elaka män

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör att människor svälter ihjäl
när det finns så mycket pengar i denna värld
det hade varit väldigt bra om vi kan dela på allt vi har

Vad är det som gör så ont
som gör så ont - i mig
det är när jag hör att tyranner plågar sitt folk
de har kastat många människor i en bur
samt de har mördat flera av dom som opponerar sig

En Stackars Man - A Poor Man ( Lyrics in English in description below)

I have posted this song some years ago, but I decided to do some new recordings on bass, synths and piano. 
Some latin vibes inspired by Carlos Santana.
Lets go:)
Oddvar Solheim Guitar
Torbjørn Vagle, compositon, Hammond organ, percussion and the rest

Pacific Crossing.  Oddvar Solheim guitar (instrumental version)

PARA AMIGOS

Sympathetic Devil

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

A female composer, singer, musician, pianist, piano teacher, choir leader (Heart of Scotland choir), song writer living in Bonnie Scotland! I have grade 8 piano with distinction and an LTCL piano diploma. On band camp too! 
I also have a duo with the wonderful @wane-of-summer
Follow us @user-949559825 (Passion Arcade) 💕
I teach online piano and singing via video if anyone is interested just message me!

MOON JIG (by Annie and Jane on violin)

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