It is wonderful when a previously released song has enough potential energy to be released as a new song in a different genre.  So it is with this song first inspired by Thommo last spring in a collaboration with him and Ren Faye called "Dream Catching".  I liked the initial soundscape and guitar parts enough that I wanted to do a separate acoustic release under a different title.  Debra Buesking's definitive artistry entered the picture when we were teasing ideas for another collaboration.  I submitted this to her, she loved it, and now graces it with her superb playing, actually re-inventing the song.  More of her fine music can be heard @debra_buesking 
Imagine a windswept veranda. a couple dancing to distant thunder, passions building and breaking as the storm approaches.  The original is much different, more Celtic and ethereal and can be heard here as well as Thommo's other amazing productions: soundcloud.com/thommo_tunes/dream-catching-feat-david-dunham-and-ren-faye

Dancing On The Veranda (Thommo, Debra Buesking, David Dunham)

KNIFELIKE

EARTH SCORED NULL

Spaced out baby body soul
Seven billion people living alone around this world
There is a party going in my fucking hood
Chicks will wait for something burn some Hollywood.
Spaced out baby body soul
Met with an old friend telling me cracking words
Story after story he said in the end
He was such a brother will see him back again.

Petros - Drums
Bill Barek - Guitar
Christos - Vocals , Lyrics

TASCAM DR-100

EARTH SCORED NULL (Lyrics on Description)

Written when I had just turned 15 (1982). I had forgotten about it but someone found a tape of me singing it back then. I then purchased a  MacBook in 2020 and decided to record it as a learning exercise/demofor using GarageBand. Naive and simple, but an innocent song for challenging times.
Lyrics:

John the fisherman 

They call me John the fisherman 
And I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

I live in a cottage on a cliff, 
I never move far from the sea
I live on fish and homegrown peas
And sleep with a bible close to me

The only things I respect in my world
Are god and the sea 
For they both have claimed the lives of many who meant so much to me
(I say) I never fall in love any more
I’ve been hurt too many times
 (I tell them) I know all loves pitfalls 
I’ll leave that game to the fools! 

They call me John the fisherman 
They say that I’m so hard to please
I disagree with war and many policies 
And dislike people who criticise me

All my friends and family have long since gone
And I’m left with memories 
Some say I’m mad because I talk to myself 
It’s only because I’m lonely 

I wish I had someone to love
Someone to share my life
Someone to talk to on the cold winter nights
And cheer me as I grow old
I wish that I had grandchildren 
Who would smile and sit on my knee
I’d tell them stories of my life and would love them dearly 

They call me John the fisherman and I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

(Hymn to the sea) 
The sea provides but takes away 
It’s power demands respect
Our care and love are ours to give
To guard and to protect 

Our thoughts and prayers are offered up
For those at risk each day 
To feed us all, may they be safe
Working on the waves

James Whiteman 1981 Copyright 
 (Hymn to the sea James Whiteman 2020) Copyright

John the Fisherman

   Rollercoaster

OH OH    my rollercoaster
OH OH   my rollercoaster ride, oh yeah

if you want me, come and stay with me
take  a look in my eyes
she said to me: first we should met again
before we fall into love  

if you want me, come and join me
on my rollercoaster ride
if  you want me  feel the faith
live to love openwide 

OH OH    my rollercoaster
OH OH   my rollercoaster ride, oh yeah
I wanna ride it...i wanna touch  the sky now ...my roller coaster, ride on
i wanna fly so high  . oh yeah 

I never look down ( 3X)  ...down to the Ground

if you want me, come and stay with me
take  a look in my eyes
she said to me: first we should met again
before we fall into love  
Oh...i wanna ride it...i wanna touch  the sky now ...my roller coaster, ride on
i wanna fly so high  . oh yeah

Rollercoaster

Night Of Dolls

One more dance song examining what happens when we die lol.
Oy, this one was really tough. I have such a hard time with words. I guess by now, half the population doesn't even know what 't-tops' are anymore! The vocal is really out of my range, and transposing was nearly impossible but I did drop it down all I could without being in the mud then i did what i could do vocal wise. The demo I used to practice was kind of fun I might post that later...

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
Seems like yesterday
With a bottle of booze and your platform shoes
Off to dance the night way

And you ride through town with the t-tops down
And the wind blowing fast and cool
And you’re revved up hot in the parking lot
Nowhere to go and nothing to do

It’s the summer of dreams when you’re seventeen
There's no way that you can't win
Try new things, spread your wings
You don’t think about the summer’s end

Music’s loud in this lively crowd
She's dancing around the room
With the strangers you know and the friends that you don’t
Then you just turn around and they’re all gone

Where do the dancers go, when they’re not dancing anymore
Where do the dancers go when their feet aren’t on the dance floor
To the underground? To the atmosphere?
Do you stay around, do you disappear
To the great unknown, where the wild winds blow,
It’s a short ride here but a long way home   

Ah, those hot summer nights when it felt alright
What did we know
Now you lie in bed the music in your head
but you can't go back to long ago

when the dance is done and the lights come on
We all need a place to shed our skin
Place like home just to rest our bones till the night comes ‘round again

Where Do The Dancers Go When They're Not Dancing Anymore (VOCAL)

Landscape of the Soul.

JTSunrise cover of “The Tigers Have Spoken”, the title track of a 2004 live album by Neko Case. The album was recorded at several live shows in Chicago and Toronto in the spring of 2004. Neko's backing band featured The Sadies and Jon Rauhouse. Neko was a Seattle area musician from back in the day, she made it big an moved on 🌞

Neko Case's Introduction:
“Let's champion the tiger 'cause. You know, I think that maybe I wrote this song for many reasons But I was telling them earlier, I was in a cab in Toronto the other day And the CBC was on and they were talking to a lady Who specializes in animal husbandry And she takes care of the tigers at The Toronto Zoo. And they said "Well do you ever reintroduce the tigers?" And she goes "Well, no, because their habitat can't sustain them." And immediately I thought to myself 'There's so many extra children, we could just feed the children, to these tigers.' (Laughter) We don't need them. We're not doing anything with them. Tigers are, tigers are...
Noble!
Hungry!
Noble, and sleek Children are loud and messy I was one of those children If I were to become tiger food It would've been more noble than
Heavy!
Anyway Probably ruined the song for you now But we'll still play it for you anyway” 

They shot the tiger on his chain
In a field behind the cages
He walked in circles 'til he was crazy
And he lived that way forever
And he lived that way beside them
Separate from the other tigers
He did not know another tiger

They shot the tiger on his chain
In a field behind the cages
He walked in circles 'til he was crazy
And he lived that way forever
And he lived that way forever
Just as long as he could remember
If he'd wanted to remember 

It was the last time he had felt alive
When he saw that brown-haired lady
She fed him with a bottle as a baby
And he recalled her face and smile
They shot that tiger on his chain

They shot the tiger on his chain
They shot the tiger on his chain
They shot the tiger on his chain
They shot the tiger on his chain

Neko is also the Japanese word for cat. It can refer to actual cats or to characters in anime or manga that have catlike features. Specifically, the catgirl (a woman with cat ears, whiskers, and sometimes paws or a tail) is referred to as a neko. JTSUNRISE https://www.instagram.com/reel/C1OY8f-Ofd2/?igsh=ejZ2OTgweGg5Z3pk

They Shot The Tiger On His Chain

They Shot The Tiger On His Chain (Mr. Saturday Night)

Of All The Beautiful Faces

Produced, composed, arranged and performed by Andrea Veltroni. All right reserved siae 2018. hommage to lyrics on this song https://soundcloud.com/andrea-veltroni/star. buy here https://andreaveltroni.bandcamp.com/album/cemetery-of-icons

Star Part Two

Andrea Veltroni