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Reflections on the life of a boy working in a glass factory in Glasgow, Scotland over 100 years ago.
Copyright 2024 Brian James McDonald (ASCAP)
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Measure Of A Life (Piano)

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"What Did You Expect?" (Fusion)

The Beautiful Dark , Carl on amazing vocals , mesmerizing lyrics and great write up
https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark/tracks

Note: 'Psychedelic Dance Well Shadow' - is spelled downwards on the left hand side. Strangely, this form of writing does limit your scope, however it makes a decision for you on every line so in a way it can help your flow as you are forced into a foundation for every sentence and not left with thinking of everything each time for each line. You have direction. This can remove writing blockages sometimes. Having technical reasons that inspire can sometimes be as important as your intuition when deciding on an idea. The technicality you bring in can always activate your intuition so I'd recommend considering it as a kick starter if ideas aren't coming your way. Add to that, the technique  encourages poetic licence so gets the imagination running in different directions so it's excellent brain food

Lyrics
Psilocybin trance through neurons
Sync the web quantum entanglement
Young again mind has more crayons
Chase these cha cha whacky brain spawns
Hula do that dance of colour
Evolve our path with fungi fuller
Dendrites tuned tame speed of light
Energy cheered feeling bliss thats right
Liberty capped by reasoned subconscious
Cathartic relief

Dream express strong emotion
Alkaloid mine trip the mind
New neurological defined
Control where once we were told just opposite
Ecstatic grain drain brain must fit

Well of wonder escape tonight
Elated dance psychedelic delight
Live a little to love a lot
Like a lot stoic mind plot

Seek the shadows for the lessons
Håkan, high son soothes depression
Addiction go
Dent anxious gloom
Oratory muse
Well wonder womb

The Beautiful Dark and Well  -  Psychedelic Dance

HUNDIDA EN EL AGUA

De tanto estar en el agua                         E-G#
Quizás no te ahogues en mi                    E-G#
Un corazón es un arma                             E-G#
Vacía hundida en el agua                         F#
Oxidada en el agua                                    F#
Y si dispara otra vez 
En que lugar morire
Dejar que sangre tu alma 
Vacía hundida en el agua 
Oxidada en el agua 
Desde ahí para mí...                            A-E-F#
Me vi escondido en las rocas 
Mientras buscabas el fin 
Tenías la boca roja 
Vacía hundida en el agua 
Oxidada en el agua 
Y nuestra sombra en la estrella 
Forma los rayos que vi 
Aunque algunos te dejan 
Vacía hundida en el agua 
Oxidada en el agua 
Desde ahí para mí...

HUNDIDA EN EL AGUA

"Don’t Want to Be Your Gogo" tells the playful yet soulful story of a mature man being seduced by a young woman (of age). Mixing funk, jazz, soul and alternative vibes, this track brings groovy basslines, sharp guitar licks and jazzy harmonies with a storytelling edge
« Don’t Want to Be Your Gogo » raconte l’histoire à la fois espiègle et pleine d’âme d’un homme mûr dragué par une jeune femme (majeure bien sûr). Entre funk, jazz, soul et touches alternatives, le morceau mêle lignes de basse groovy, riffs de guitare funky et harmonies jazzy dans un esprit narratif.

Don't wanna be your gogo

maybe it's just me, but the end of summer has always felt like someone suddenly flipped a switch and changed everything overnight. the light, the air, the mood, everything. of course, there's this spectacularly beautiful transition called indian summer in canada and north america, and simply "herbst" here. but the beginning of this magnificent end always feels abrupt to me. recently, it happened again. just like when I was a child, I felt a sense of melancholy, as if it were a permanent farewell. maybe for it will actually be that way. someday.

anyway, in 1981, I had the bizarre idea of writing a musical. I was attracted by the complex challenge. but, above all, it was because I had always been immensely impressed by the musicals of the 60s and 70s: just freaking divine melodies, usually too dramatic, playful and operetta-like for radio.

I got started and wrote a musical about mice (while in london someone way more talented was creating one about cats;-) of course, autumn had to play a role, with all the feelings I associate with it, which I also attribute to mice. scene: two mice sitting together, watching a beautiful sunset, one of them starts singing and dancing.

over the past 40 years, I have reinterpreted the theme of this special part countless times (just example in the case of massive curiosity: ( https://youtu.be/az0T2Uzkgk0?si=QLOK4hJ5i5GcsDbr ), but it has only now become a song with the vocals written once.

I’d also like to share the very first sketch on the subject, once recorded in my band's rehearsal room with a working text. we shared the room with a keyboardist with an unimaginable amount of money. this allowed him to afford things I secretly used for this recording: a brand-new wonder machine called the teac tascam portastudio 244 80s 4 track multitrack cassette tape recorder!!! a yamaha cp 70 grand piano!!! a korg cx-3 organ!!! and a roland tr-808 rhythm composer!!! absolutely insane!!! the rest is my “voice” and, of course, the strat.

And since I’m already at it, I created a template-free hip hop interpretation of the lyrics that more closely reflects my current mood, which is certainly age-related;-)

©music and lyrics written by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover and vocal performance by suno 4.5+

One last warm ray of sunlight.
reflected in the leaves' dance.
A flock of birds flies away.
A sky full of differences.

Nothing blooms or sparkles in the air anymore.
Only the weary scent of farewell.
Of all the strength that once was.
Now, only memories remain.

A quiet dying, piece by piece.
Looking forward, we look back.
To everything light and carefree,
that returned every morning.

as if nothing was ever too late.
Because time turns in circles.
in a boundless world,
where nothing lasts forever.

Do you feel it, too?
Do you feel it, too?

Colourful and enchantingly beautiful to this day.
A play of colours, no farewell.
One last warm ray of sunshine.
There won't be another one.

There won't be another one.

Do you feel it, too?
Do you feel it, too?


Spürst du das auch? (Musical Version)

reframe 8.23.25

Let The Good Fight Begin
Lyrics & Music: Brian James McDonald (ASCAP)

Hold on tight to the pain within, it’s all right, just let the fight begin 

When it begins, there’s no stopping you 
When it’s happening, there’s no way you lose
And when it’s over, I just count my bruisin’, 
I get back up again, I stand back up again

Hold on tight to the pain within, it’s all right, just let the fight begin
She saw the light just like she saw God
Here in jest, you fly, just let the fight begin

And when it’s over, I just count my bruises and I get back up again. I stand back up again.

So let the fight begin, yeah, only then I can begin again 
We can rarely step away - another hell

So here it is — my final plea of need
in a world where I long to be, to be free.
With the weight of silence, I break the chains, calling out the fury — a pouring rain.

Hold on tight, true love, the stars we sail
It’s all right, let the music flail 
She saw the light just like she saw God
Here in jest, you fly, can we just find a life?
She saw the light just like she saw God
Here in jest you fly,
Can we just find a life? 

Copyright 2025 Brian James McDonald (ASCAP)
Copyright Hoon Toons Publishing (ASCAP)

Let the Good Fight Begin

A Bridge 2 Burn - Empty Glass (featuring KRD).mp3

in the Tropic of Cancer

Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCNEjnyJc3w

Soulful Sun

Soulful Sun & Video Link

You set out long ago, and you’re still enjoying your life.
Your goal is to find the essence within yourself.
There’s always just one goal — to be yourself.
But now’s the time to admit it to yourself, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a new world, one that could be better.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, among the stars, a small treasure awaits your discovery.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when you’ve lost yourself in your goals?
Sitting back in an armchair, you slowly count the passing minutes.

You’ve been traveling for so long, and you still love your life.
Your goal is to find the lights of the world.
There’s always one goal — to be selfish, too.
But now’s the time to learn the secret, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a small house where you’ll be at peace.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, you’ll buy all the secret objects of your desires.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when your dreams are gone?
Sitting in an armchair, you just count the years.

There’s always one goal — to be moral.
But now’s the time to confess the secret, maybe...

...at the end of your journey, you might find a torn flag to pick up.
Maybe...
...at the end of your journey, standing in the fire, you might save your small world.
Maybe...
...but at the end of your journey, what will you do when you no longer believe in principles?
Dreaming in your armchair, you’ll finally glimpse the lights.

...

Elindultál, már réges-régen, és úgy élvezed az életed,
Célod az, hogy megtaláld majd önmagadban a lényeget.
Mindig egy a cél, hogy önmagad legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy magad bevallhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy új világot, mi jobb lehet.
Talán...
...utad végén a csillagok közt egy apró kincset, hogy felfedezz.
Talán...
...utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha céljaidban már elveszel,
egy karosszékben hátra dőlve számolgatod lassan a perceket!

Úton vagy már olyan régen, és még mindig szereted az életed,
Célod az, hogy megtaláld majd a nagyvilágban a fényeket.
Mindig egy a cél, hogy önző is legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy a titkot megtudhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy apró házat, hol jól leszel.
Talán...
...utad végén vágyaidnak titkos tárgyát mind megveszed.
Talán...
...,de utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha álmaid többé nem leled.
egy karosszékben üldögélve számolgatod csak az éveket!

Mindig egy a cél, hogy erkölcsös legyél,
De itt az alkalom, hogy a titkot megvallhatod, talán...

...utad végén megtalálhatsz egy tépett zászlót, mit felvehetsz.
Talán...
...utad végén tűzben állva kis világod megmentheted.
Talán...
...,de utad végén, mit csinálsz majd, ha elvekben többé nem hiszel.
egy karosszékben álmodozva megpillantod majd a fényeket!

Utad végén / At the end of your journey

"Forever's Just A Pain In The Ass"

Music & Lyrics: Eddy Mango

YESTERDAY, SO FAR AWAY

Yesterday, so far away, so far away, yesterday...
Tomorrow, is tomorrow, tomorrow is not today.
Yesterday, nothing can I do about, yesterday...
Today maybe it will be okey.

Good morning to you a happy day,
good morning I sing this serenade.
Good morning feel good I open up,
window starting up a brand-new day.

Don´t forget, don´t forget live today,,,
never stop, don´t give it up.
Yes I say, live today maybe this is your day...
You never know, around the corner,
maybe maybe, you will find the gold.

"Forever's Just A Pain In The Ass"

Brian James McDonald

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