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Here's a video that was created by Philleann.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2Yf5PJ8_QM

I was very lucky to collaborate with Philleann @philleann: on such a beautiful song. 
Peter @user-264930040 collaborated on the lyrics. 


The Glimmering Shore

They married in haste on a bright winter’s day 
Knowing the next tide would sail him away 
But he pledged his return come the warmth of the May
 And to wait for him there on the glimmering shore

High masted whaler, fading from view 
Beyond her horizon of shimmering blue 
Steeling her heart, through tearful adieu 
Set to wait for her love by that glimmering shore

May’s softness as swallows came dancing on air 
July blessed her life with his daughter so fair 
Then autumn winds rising, whispering despair 
While she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Darklings of winter, snow blankets the sand.
 Earth forged to ice, life stripped from the land. 
Daily returning, the horizon to scan 
To wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Weeks swelled to months that folded to years
 Hope’s light expiring, extinguished by fears 
And the salty sea roared and it crashed like her tears
As she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Like a ship gripped by tempest ne’er to break free
 Her heart imprisoned on a turbulent sea. 
No lighthouse of guidance to lead her to lee. 
She'd wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Vocal - Suzanne Ledwith 
Guitar - Philip Hitt
Lyrics - Philip Dale & Peter Keenan 
Music - Philip Dale

Picture by Lukas Robertson via unsplash.com

The Glimmering Shore (feat. Philleann)

Walk In A Dream

This is an instrumental piece that I wrote using my usual method of noodling around until something occurs.  I feel that it represents the passing of a period of time in my life, which saw the passing of loved ones, changes in my life and coming to terms with the passing of time.  I  play this on a lovely Gretch resonator, which is apparently a replica of an original 1930's Gretch resonator.  It was recorded by sound engineer Carl Hetherington from York, as part of a series of tracks that I made into a CD in 2017 as a treat to myself.  I hope you enjoy this.
The image is mine and is a chalk and charcoal drawing.

Passage of Time

Passage of time.  Relaxing Guitar Instrumental

Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli.
Poem: by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)
Piano , keys, and instrumental composition: Yann Kifer @annkifer
Vocal and vocal composition: Oddrun Eikli

Thank you so much for this JOY Yann.

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight by Emily Bronte (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight . Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli

This is about a place i love in portugal where my step family lives where sadly we found lithium...
(traduit plus bas)
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It's a small piece of paradise but
I get lost all the time
When I'm alone
When I feel sad
It's rising up, knocking my beating heart, and now, every night

There are no  words to describe it 
You know, this view is unique
have a  look at the sight
So what about Earth ?
What about us ?
What are we waiting for to wake up ?

Gazing, watching the sky from this place
Stands for all the speeches
Protect my river
Please save it

Gazing, observing life in this place
That's what learning is
Protect the river
Please save it

All ressources, Commodities 
Have soon raised the stakes
And within months, companies came
Sounds clear, the paradise that blinds them
Is more and more lithium

But we'll waste it again
And we will dig again
Even deeper, harder, everywhere !
And the rivers will disappear, polluted at their heart
And our tears will form new rivers to come
 
Gazing, watching the sky from this place
Stands for all the speeches
Protect my river
please save it

Gazing, observing life in this place
That's what learning is
Protect the river
please save it

Gazing, watching the sky from this place
Gazing, observing life in this place
Gazing, watching the sky from this place

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C'est un petit coin de paradis mais
je m'y perds tout le temps
Quand je suis seul
Quand je me sens triste
Ça monte, frappe mon cœur qui bat, et maintenant, chaque nuit

Il n'y a pas de mots pour le décrire 
Vous savez, cette vue est unique
Jetez un coup d'oeil à la vue
Alors qu'est ce qu'on fait pour la Terre ?
Qu'est qu'on fait pour nous ?
Qu'attendons-nous pour nous réveiller ?

Regarder, contempler le ciel depuis cet endroit
Ca vaut tous les discours
Protégez ma rivière
S'il vous plaît, sauvez-la

Regarder, observer la vie à cet endroit
C'est ça l'apprentissage
Protégez la rivière
S'il vous plaît, sauvez-la

Toutes les ressources, les matières premières 
ont rapidement fait monter les enchères
Et en quelques mois, les entreprises sont venues
C'est clair, le paradis qui les aveugle
Est de plus en plus en lithium

Mais nous le gaspillerons encore
Et on creusera encore
Encore plus profond, plus fort, partout !
Et les rivières disparaîtront, polluées en leur cœur
Et nos larmes formeront les nouvelles rivières 
 
Regarder, contempler le ciel depuis cet endroit
Ca vaut tous les discours
Protégez ma rivière
S'il vous plaît, sauvez-la

Regarder, observer la vie dans cet endroit
C'est ça l'apprentissage
Protégez la rivière
s'il vous plaît, sauvez-la

Regarder, observer le ciel depuis cet endroit
Regarder, observer la vie dans ce lieu
Regarder, observer le ciel depuis cet endroit

Protect My River

Copyright Daniels & Durgy 2022
Gentle Rain Records
Featuring Adam Haynes on the Fiddle
https://www.fiverr.com/fiddlesnoop/professional-fiddle-mandolin-and-audio-service?context_referrer=logged_in_homepage&source=recently_and_inspired&ref_ctx_id=3f7b8ef89d572190bd296374ad59c329&context=recommendation&pckg_id=1&pos=5&context_alg=recently_viewed&imp_id=8b220836-3af3-4eff-b67f-c252a68dd055
Craig Durgy Vocals and Mandolin
Nat Daniels Vocals and Piano - Production 
Written by Nat Daniels & Craig Durgy
 
Our Profound thanks to Mr Adam Haynes, who is no stranger to the Grand Ole Opry Stage, for lending us your Exquisite talent on the fiddle!

Lyrics:

The Tripwire

Through the window, I can hear your voice
It calls to me in tones of Red..
On the outside… Perfect pearls and shades,
That hide so much I just never say.

But the silence is like a Tripwire, 
That explodes in thoughts of you!
And like a slow fire with golden embers
We remain unmoved…

Two hearts open, souls forever bound..
A happy place in you I found..
But the truth hurts..  in a different time,
I was yours and you were mine

But the Silence, is like a Tripwire
That ignites all thoughts of you!
And I remember every moment,
I had spent with you, and Hope remains unmoved

Tripwire

Misty By Sucole & 6qsax

3 Tailed Fox, Frosty Reception

A greenshank in the swamp´s fog reminds me of a grey sunday afternoon.

Grey Day

The backing is a layered series of experiments in creating textures, primarily using the Noire piano. Helen then improvised a vocal performance we might describe as a dreamlike stream of ideas and motifs. After some initial hesitancy wondering what it was we were creating, we decided we rather liked the end result and thought we'd share it to the cloud.

Sparrow

Those Were  Doris Day's

Our so-called consciousness is nothing more than a kind of sleepwalking for the mind and yet more sleep than change.

Awareness

Glaw Yr Haf

...fed by the river Splendor, Lake Crystal's mirror-like surface rests at the foot of the Centerspire of Bytopia's Dothion.

Release date: 06-05-2022 on Legacy of Thought label.
Check us out on: https://linktr.ee/legacyofthought

Artwork & Mastering:
Chris Held

Buy on Apple Music

Lake Crystal

River Dreaming

Perfect Day by Colin Towns
Arranged by Debra Buesking
Many thanks go to David Dunham for mastering my track. You can hear his beautiful guitar music @david-dunhamuser589535203

Perfect Day (by Colin Towns)

Another collaboration with the magnificent @georg-boehme at clarinets and alto sax.

Composition and all arrangements: Francesco Cartocci

Le cose che non ho - with Georg Boehme

'Silent Secrets' is an easy listening soundscape.

Silent Secrets

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my BandCamp PWWO #07 album)

It is with unbridled glee that I finally get to share a (long overdue) first collab with our dear friend, and ambient artist extraordinaire, Jo (https://soundcloud.com/minimal_drone_grl, https://minimaldronegrl.bandcamp.com/). The results are quite exciting, to say the least. We hope you enjoy our sonic adventure, 'Flora's Beautiful Dream'. :)

And now for our little story...

The first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley below slowly fills with warmth and light. 

Flora watches from her vantage point high above; witnessing her friends in the forest come alive to greet another day; and the people in the city streets down in the valley below come alive to serve another day. She’s watched this dance for many years; the forest remaining peaceful in its ancient perfection; the people below growing ever more unsatisfied as they strive for an illusionary and strangely unattainable perfection of their own.
	
This idea might sound sad to you and I. But over the years she has also seen miracles occur among us. From her vantage point she sees us like fields of energy; and the majority of that energy looks rather stagnant and mucky, like cesspools of unmoving water, unaware of the renewing stream we have been cut off from. But once in a while, an explosion of light energy will burst outward from a single house or apartment building, as someone becomes disenfranchised from their false identity, and their hearts open up to new ideas for the first time.

Surprisingly, these changes often occur after great loss. And she suspects this is due to the fragility of our illusion. She sees how lost we all are in these roles and characters we have built for ourselves, and she sees how quickly that false identity can shatter when we lose the things we prioritized the most. The loss of a relationship or loved one, a terminal illness in the body, the end of a career, a complete collapse in financial stability… when we lose the things we thought mattered most to us, some of us experience a miraculous opportunity for awakening to the truth that we were never those things to begin with. 

Flora lovingly watches the majority of us grow more sickly and stagnant with time. And she never loses hope… because every evening, she has the same beautiful dream. 

In her mind, the first signs of morning sunlight appear above the mountain’s rock covered peaks, as the Earth spins us around to witness the brilliance of another new day. Bright rays shine visibly through the morning mist, and dewdrops sparkle like diamonds among the tree leaves as the valley slowly fills with warmth and light. 

But even brighter still are the explosions of light energy bathing the valley down below. After so many truly dark nights, many of us finally wake up the next morning to discover we were never all the things we lost in the night. In fact, we are something much larger. And as our energy explodes out, and the laws of attraction take hold, these simultaneous bursts prove to be strong and frequent enough to cause a chain reaction… and the whole valley lights up brighter than the sun itself. 

We have finally realized we are simply conscious life, and nothing more. And in our new found freedom from identity, we all begin again.

Flora slumbers peacefully, knowing full well… this dream will some day come true.

PWWO07

Flora's Beautiful Dream | Minimal_Drone*GRL & GrevusAnjl

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE (DADGAD tuning - all tuned down a half step).
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

I wrote this song during the lockdown, imagining how much more difficult things would have been in days gone by, when earlier generations had so very little means of communication. Travelling minstrels would go from town to town and entertain the local people. In my mind, I pictured townsfolk gathering to listen to a minstrel's song, bringing a message of hope, that their future would be brighter, all joining in to sing in candlelight, illuminating the darkness. I hope this song brings some joy in dark times.
LYRICS:
The people gathered round
To hear the minstrel sing
A song to bring them hope
That winter would turn to spring
The frost was biting deep
And the snow had lain so long
So the people gathered round 
To hear the minstrel’s song

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

Times may be hard
But somehow we know
That seasons will come
And seasons will go
So together all as one
With voices so strong
People gathered round
To sing the minstrel’s song 

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

Their voices all rang out
Out into the night
The magic of a song
Sung by candle light
Watching the flames
Of the candles burn
Waiting …for 
The winds of change to turn

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

The Winds of Change

The Winds Of Change

We're late starters, hence the name.  Andy started playing and learning how to use a DAW to keep distracted during the covid lockdown, while Helen finally realised a long held ambition to have a go at singing, and is now both writing and performing.
We love the community on Soundcloud, where we can share our music with like minded souls.

Andy & Helen

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