Ein Song über verpasste Chancen und die Einsicht, dass sich manche Gelegenheiten nur einmal im Leben ergeben. "Eine Andermal" ist meiner verstorbenen Chorleiterin gewidmet.

Ein Andermal

It was a time when downtempo was called Slow....spécial Thanks to Stepa.K for her a cappella….

SHADOW.   Feat Stepa.K

So much has happened in the World since I was last active on Soundcloud, nearly 3 years ago. The onslaught every day of so many people, animals and our precious Earth suffering, and no end in sight. I have been writing and painting how I feel, but my first recording is far from this, and of another time, a short, simple, and light offering for now.
I was born and raised in a small rural town that saw large amounts of snowfall in Winter, despite being the South of Scotland. We had plenty of hills to sledge down and no need to go to the Highlands. Through the years, in the many places I have lived in, my best walks were snow filled ones with the dogs, and in the mornings setting off when everything was pure and dazzling, and your whole body felt alive. The dogs would leap about so happy, and in turn affecting us, so that we were just as daft playing with them, totally energized! I give thanks for having had this.
This is for my beautiful wee Bridie, who died nearly 2 years ago.
Good to be with you all again on the Cloud!
Lyrics
Up with the lark and away we go
Treading so lightly in the snow
Skippin, and runnin, and jumpin so high
Scenting the air, as we touch the sky

Rollin and diving, and sliding away
Playing in a magical snow filled day
Skippin and runnin, and jumpin so high
Scenting the air, as we touch the sky

We play, all day, we play

Ooooh Ahhh
We're riding high today
Ooooh Ahhh
Love's shining all the way

Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Harmonies, Guitar - Lizzie Taypen 
Cover pic - Pencil Drawing " Bridie" - Lizzie Pentland (Yes, there are daisies in winter ;) haha)

Snow Skippin Days

This is a story of Captain Tod Carter who served in the confederate army. He was 22 when he was shot in a battle in front of his home. 

Lyrics:
Tod Carter was a captain who proudly wore the gray
From Franklin, Tennessee and raised the southern way
Captured while in battle by the Yankee  boys in blue
But from a moving train he found a window and jumped through

The Ohio and the Mississippi served him as a guide
Brought him down to Memphis where he didn't need to hide
Looking east to Georgia there amongst the Georgia pines
Was the 20th Tennessee just across the border line

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home.

Back within the Rebel camp but there's a bloody job to do
Heading home to Franklin to run off those boys in blue
The Yankee lads were fortified but Tod carried the fight
When a bullet found the target and brought Tod to The Light.

Tod Carter met his fate that day but did not die alone
In Franklin Tennessee, by the house that he called home
In only Five short hours, more than eight thousand men killed
And the souls of soldiers gray and blue still haunt that battlefield

The cannons opened fire and the deadly bullets flew
Brother fighting brother a nation torn in two
Blood was versing blood and lead was versing bone
In Franklin Tennessee, when Captain Carter came back home

When Captain Carter Came Back Home

I am going to be re-recording some of my older songs, and this is the first one I have attempted.  I messed up a few levels on the mix, hoping to fix it soon.

Shoes With Gray Laces 2025

A song about a man who has lost his way.
Remixed and reloaded again. Apologies to people who have previously liked and commented.

Paul Wilson Piano and Organ
Paul Rose Guitars and Keyboard
Me Vocals, Drums, Guitar and Bass

Lyrics
Got myself ready for a big night out
Shined up my shoes a new Italian shirt
I see her across the room I try to catch her eye
She gives a little smile as she drinks her wine

So I move across and sit by her and buy her a drink
We compare our spray on tans and we compare ink
Get your coat you've pulled and we go back to mine
But I've drank too much so she finds it's a waste of time

When will I ever learn
I'm like a moth to a flame going back again and again

But like falling off a bike you get back on
So I'm out again for the same again and the search for fun
I hit 13 bars I drink in every one
So it's unsurprising that I finish on my own

When will I ever learn
I'm like a moth to the flame 
Going back again and again

It wasn't meant to be like this
I had a home I had a wife and kids
But the bottle took a hold of me and it never left
Unlike everything and everyone else

When will I ever learn
I'm like a moth to the flame going back again and again 

Woke up this morning on my own again
My head is gonna burst
And I feel like hell.............

13 Bars (Moth To The Flame)

13 Bars

An updated version of this uptempo instrumental

The Safetool Sessions

Go Chase

For generations of Ukrainians, invaders have coveted the Donbas and failed to keep it.  The protagonist here is a teenager, fully aware of lost youth and clear as to his cause.  
Music and lyrics by Chris Curtis
Vocals and instruments:  Chris Curtis
Production:  Chris Curtis
Cover design:  Michael Sellers

We heard them coming; it was just before dawn
We sent them running; it didn’t take long

I saw those soldiers charge through that field
My great grandpa knows how this feels 

	Yeah, this is the same land we defended back then
	Yeah, the steppes of Donbas will be freed again

Blood, smoke, and iron share the same smell
We just get used to the fragrance of hell

My sister’s been blind since she was 13
Those F-16’s are her Dancing Queens

	Yeah, we’re not playing no video game
	Yeah, grab some ammo and tell me your name

		Then you’ll see what we say
		We’ll have peace one fine day

Back in the woods where grandpapa died
Is a rusted old Panzer with some bones inside

I killed my first soldier only last Tuesday
They cross that border we make them pay

	Yeah, see the world through my gun scope	
	Yeah, check it out, it’s our best hope

DONBAS

Chamber Work featuring Cello & Violin
Copyright 2025 Brian James McDonald (ASCAP), Copyright 2025 Hoon Toons (ASCAP)

Born To Endless Night

Ring Of Light (2008)

porcelain (live @ home)

Blender and Chirp is my current indie project.  I'm here to just try to improve and to listen to what other independent musicians create. "In My Lifetime" , “Routine" and “That Dam Song” were written and sang by my friend Travis Houghton.  Those along with a few of my songs are from our band called "Quite the Softie".