45) Fionn Regan - Dogwood Blossom

La libertà ha un caro prezzo

"As Moments Drift Away" is a captivating slow jazz blues piece with a magnetic female voice guiding listeners through an introspective journey. Accompanied by classical guitar, soft drums, and piano, the song's emotional lyrics explore time's fleeting beauty. Its soothing melodies create an intimate atmosphere, perfect for reflecting on life's precious memories and bonds. The soulful verses and poignant chorus evoke nostalgia and wonder, making it an evocative, heartfelt experience.

[Verse]
The whisper of a gentle breeze,
As moments drift like waves at sea,
Time flows softly, as we sigh,
And dreams take flight, reaching high.

[Verse 2]
Stars may fade and seasons change,
Yet through it all, our hearts remain,
In every glance, a silent vow,
We'll find our way, here and now.

[Chorus]
As moments drift away, my dear,
We'll hold to every smile and tear,
For in the flow of time, we see,
The beauty of life's melody.

[Verse 3]
Sunsets paint the sky in gold,
Stories of the days retold,
In every touch, a memory,
Of what we've shared, eternally.

[Bridge]
Though shadows fall and nights grow long,
We'll dance along to our own song,
And with each dawn, a new surprise,
A world of wonder in our eyes.

[Outro]
As moments drift away, my dear,
We'll hold to every smile and tear,
For in the flow of time, we see,
The beauty of life's melody.

[End]




As Moments Drift Away

The Way It Leaves

“Love Like a Landslide” is a hauntingly poetic journey through a relationship marked by beauty, danger, and emotional collapse. With vivid imagery and raw vulnerability, the song explores how love can feel like both sanctuary and destruction—graceful on the surface, but unstable underneath. From whispered secrets to seismic heartbreak, it’s a soulful reckoning with loss, resilience, and rebuilding in the aftermath of emotional ruin.

Love Like a Landslide 

VERSE 1

I traced your fault lines, baby,
Like they were poems on your skin
Should've known they weren’t just stories—
They were where the cracks begin
You held me like a secret
Too dangerous to keep
And I stayed like some fool lover
Half in ruin, half asleep

CHORUS

Ceilings caving gently
Floor’s got no more grace
Gravity’s your weapon
And I wore it like lace

---

VERSE 2

Your silence sang like thunder
But I kissed it like a prayer
Ignored the pressure droppin’
Just happy you were there
Built my heart from broken fences
You slipped in without a sound
Now I’m diggin’ through the pieces
Of the girl you let fall down

CHORUS

The maps, they don't mean nothin’
When the roads all shift and slide
Your chaos is my compass
And I let it be my guide


BRIDGE

There's lipstick on the mirror
And the glass cuts like the truth
But in those shattered corners
I still find a bit of youth
See, wreckage ain’t just ending
Sometimes, it clears the way
I drowned in your disaster
But I breathe just fine today

---

OUTRO

I still feel your tremors, love
In every street I roam
But I danced through your disaster
And I built myself a home
I’m not alone
Not ever alone again

Love Like a Landslide

This track is inspired by the sinking of the Titanic and the debate people have had ever since, about 'The Coward of the Titanic' - J Bruce ismay. Some say the story is accurate, others say he has been misrepresented. I don't know, but this song talks about the events on the day, and how he lived his life afterwards.

This song is about the sadness of 1500 people in the water and if it could have been avoided.

🎵 With haunting melodies and deeply felt lyrics,  this song asks the question that needs answering, "Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat'.

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Lyrics

Tell me your thoughts, in your cabin
A hidden iceberg, a famous ship sinking 

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat
A five-pound bribe, to rescue you, to stay afloat

Only twelve on board, with room for forty
First you, then your wife, feeling guilty

Should have been, women and children first
Did you ignore, the shouts from the weakest

Could have gone back, to rescue others
Fifteen hundred, drowning in the waters

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat
A five-pound bribe, to rescue you, to stay afloat

Captain told ‘Beat the record and go faster’
Were you the cause, of a human disaster

White star owner, he too, deserted early
Said, no children, were begging for mercy

Only twelve on board, with room for forty
First you, then your wife, feeling guilty

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat
A five-pound bribe, to rescue you, to stay afloat

The unsinkable ship     oo oo
The unsinkable ship     oo oo

He never discussed it, again, ever
Living a lonely life, fishing on the river 

Tormented, it could have been avoided
A stroke, left him motionless and blinded

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat
A five-pound bribe, to rescue you, to stay afloat


He never discussed it, it ever again, EVER
A lonely life, spent fishing on the river 

Tormented, it could have been avoided
A stroke, left him, unconscious and blinded

The unsinkable ship     oo oo

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat

Why did you pay

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat

Posi - Darling

In April 2023, a group of 22 organisations, including cladding company Arconic, Whirlpool and several government bodies, reached a civil settlement with 900 people affected by the fire.
As of 26 February 2025, seven organisations are under investigation for Professional misconduct.

Grenfell. A Story Forever Told

Track from the album "Devil In The Detail"
Back to my roots, Alt Country and Indie Americana with influences from Tom Waits to Mazzy Star.

Devil In The Detail

Tijuana Nights

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Hey, it’s me again.

Today’s post is a quiet snapshot from a rainy afternoon in the studio. I was sitting at the Bechstein, playing around with textures and loops, and this short improvisation just happened — simple, moody, and full of echo.

It’s part of an ongoing shift I feel in my work: towards more atmosphere, more grain, more space. The setup is still evolving, but this recording captures a moment of transition — somewhere between felt piano and layered soundscapes. A loop emerged, and I followed it.

If you’d like to see the video version of this moment, you can find it here:
👉 https://youtu.be/p80XGK_ycoE

And as always — if it resonates, feel free to leave a like or share a thought. Thanks for listening.

Yours truly,
Sebastian

Another Loopy Rainy Day (Studio Diaries, Day 148)

"Les îles blondes" reste ma chanson préférée de par son parcours atypique..
Bloquée trente ans par un éditeur, remarquée par Eddie Barclay, puis à nouveau libre de droits aujourd'hui je la ressors avec beaucoup d'émotion..
Merci pour vos écoutes!
Paroles:
Elle rêvait d'une vie tellement claire,
Qu'elle en serait banale,
Une vie sans bruit et sans mystère,
Mais quoi de plus normal.
Elle à l'âge ou l'on ose encore croire, 
Aux étreintes d'oubli,
Et pourtant au fond d'un vieux tiroir,
Le journal d'une vie.
Une vie qui ressemble, étrangement à la sienne,
On y parle de vent, d'exil, d'îles lointaines,
Là bas les souvenirs se noient dans l'eau profonde,
Coin de terre oublié, à l'autre bout du monde.

Loin des rêves qui laissent,
Goût de cendre et de laisse,
Au bout des îles blondes,
Elle attend que change le monde.
Loin de l'indifférence,
Des guerres de la violence,
Au bout des îles blondes,
Elle attend comme un autre monde,
Au bout des îles blondes.

Alors vinrent, des années sans lumières,
Puis l'oubli de l'amour,
Choix d'exil quelquefois nécessaire,
Au point de non retour.
Sa vie c'est de l'eau, c'est du vent du sel,
Sentiment d'évasion, d'éternel,
Là bas les souvenirs se noient dans l'eau profonde,
Coin de terre oublié à l'autre bout du monde.

Loin des rêves qui laissent,
Goût de cendre et de laisse,
Au bout des îles blondes,
Elle attend que change le monde.
Loin de l'indifférence,
Des guerres de la violence,
Au bout des îles blondes,
Elle attend comme un autre monde,
Juste un autre monde,
Au bout des îles blondes,
Loin de l'indifférence,
Des guerres de la violence,
Au bout des îles blondes.

Christian PERUTI
auteur, compositeur, interprète

"Les îles blondes" remains my favorite song due to its atypical journey.
Lyrics:
She dreamed of a life so clear,
That it would be banal,
A life without noise and without mystery,
But what could be more normal
She is at the age when one still dares to believe,
In the embraces of oblivion,
And yet at the back of an old drawer,
The journal of a life.
A life that strangely resembles her own,
It speaks of wind, exile, distant islands,
There the memories drown in the deep water,
A forgotten piece of land, at the other end of the world.

Far from dreams that leave,
Taste of ashes and of leash,
At the edge of the blonde islands,
She waits for the world to change.
Far from indifference,
From wars of violence,
At the edge of the blonde islands
,She waits for another world,
Just another world.
Then came, years without light,
Then the forgetting of love,
Choice of exile sometimes necessary,
To the point of no return.
His life is water, it's wind, it's salt
Feeling of escape, of the eternal,
There the memories drown in the deep water,
A forgotten piece of land at the other end of the world.

Far from dreams that leave
,Taste of ashes and of leash,
At the end of the blonde islands,
She waits for the world to change.
Far from indifference,
From wars of violence,
At the end of the blonde islands
,She waits for another world,
Just another world
,At the end of the blonde islands,
Far from indifference,
From wars of violence,
At the end of the blonde islands.

Christian PERUTI
 author, composer, performer

Why did you pay, the man in the lifeboat

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