throughout your songs you have a very diverse style. Really fun, listening to you and your vocal arts :-)

Nice one - sort of Ry Cooderish. Do you normally construct songs on the piano?

Love this unique burn.it rendition of this calypso classic. Very classy! (Also love the late David Lindley's version.) Valuable commentary background and go with the guitar - audacity will get you far : )

They had a really hard time when they came to help our labour shortage. Good to remember.

THE RANDOM YET ELEMENTAL POWER OF FRIDAYS

A trans-Pacific cooperation at it's best. Josh (Entheogenic Psychonaught) asked me if I was interested in working on a project together. I had a basic idea that he transformed with his amazing drum, bass, organ and guitar wizardry into what you can hear. Many thanks to Josh for giving me this opportunity and for all of his time spent on this. 
It's quite amazing what can be achieved through modern technology. I never imagined being able to work with someone on the other side of the world on a music project and that someone other than my family might hear the result (showing my age here).

Far & Wide

Far and Wide (Collab with Entheogenic Psychonaught)

Fall sessions demanded to do remakes of a bunch of tracks that just ask for it.. again.

lyrics:

all the devils and the beasts now have gathered for the feast
behold the naked human meat - surely they won't eat the least
but the angel's left outside though this hell is opened wide
to her mercy long has died, escape the darkness she has tried
now she sees her dying moon - see her dancing in the gloom
through the mist and through this room
watch the angel's flower bloom

where the streets are shades, where the demon waits
the angel turns out to be strong, she embraces the angel song
and the calling from afar, see the rationale at war
feelings that were, feelings that are - bound together in a star

she is here for you to see, she is here for you to be
she holds the love that we all seek beneath the black, beneath the bleak

she is breaking through the glass - follow the footprints on the grass
float with the smoke through the sky - a-where the angel hides
and right here, up above, she's still crying out for love
she is sick of all the lies, she is sick not knowing why

and no, I can't believe - all the visions I receive
but the truth it must be real, I taught the angel to feel

here it is and here's it plain, now the angel's not the same
she knows now that she can see, I taught the angel to feel

the angel - feel

The Fall EP @BandCamp

Angel (fall session)

Fun little tune about the great social media fail….

Community Spread

WOMAN IN A BASKET

Forgiveness Dub

In The Spotlight:

Recorded / mixed: Audacity. 
Guitar / Beat: Synth Mashup
Keyboard: Roland E-X20 
Mic: Rhode USB Mini

LYRICS: 

I used to think
That I would be someone
If you called my name
I used to think that
Every day

I used to think 
That I would feel something
If you held my hand
It was perfect 
In my mind

You were the melody
And I was the harmony
You were a symphony
And I was the leading beat

You were the band
And I was a fan
Then you walked walked away
From my open hand

Cos this is a song
For the artist's way
This is a song
To know it will be okay
We are the art
And the road on which art is made

This is a song for the girl
Who turned my head
Caught my eye
Now she's all alone
In the spotlight

I used to think
That I would be someone
If you called my name
I used to think that
Every day

I used to think 
That I would feel something
If you held my hand
It was perfect 
In my mind

© Tam Hastings, Ben-Tam Jennifer, 2022

In The Spotlight

In The Spotlight (2022)

Soft Power

Random sightings-Released: 11/07/22

Here we go with these lyrics ——chill out feel the hype 
this is what I’m thinking while I’m spitting— flames from the mic
It’s long overdue ———so hang tight ——-it’s alright
Some new sound bytes coming through——at the speed of light
38 degrees Celsius ——- converted to Fahrenheit 
That 100 degrees of heat——but don’t sweat it —-it’s alright
Explosive on contact——like——a falling meteorite
could be wrong ——could be right ——but—— I bet you’ll see Tha light (delight)

🎵No limits no hangups ———no safety nets 
think it—- plan and do it ——with no regrets 
not the last brushstroke —-cause the paint still wet 
creating something out of nothing —-is the art outlet🎵

If I gotta do it all ——-then I’m gonna do it my way
I can’t answer every call—— but I bet someone will pay 
seems like just another wall—- can’t say that’s OK 
Wreck em all big and small —-black and white is just all gray 
if I gotta take the fall—— gonna keep it real all day 
so don’t try to break my balls —-and that’s needless to say 

got the mic step on—-combination weapon 
let the legend get on—-data mining brainstorm
anytime I come on—-dropping gems is the norm
feel the vibe transform—-born to win —move on
———if I do it —-I’ve gotta do it my way
—-throwing—down as always——- it’s my mainstay
murdering tracks —with each word——that—— I —-say—-
dividends adding up——————————-for a big payday
maniac— —-————-floating —flowing—like a manta-ray 
—-and if———they love it ———-I guess that—I’ll stay
for a while—putting styles—-on display—-
not stressing rhymes ——cause the——-rhythm’s —hitting———all day

Random Sightings

Friday Night Blues

Lord Kitchener, the calypso king, arrived at Tilbury docks 21 June 1948, on the Windrush. https://youtu.be/Zlv4dkS-s8w

Despite living and working in the UK for decades, many of the Windrush generation's children were told they were there illegally because of a lack of official paperwork. The scandal, which broke in April 2018, saw the UK government belatedly apologise for deportation threats made.

Footnote: I purchased my first guitar, an Epiphone studio dot and a small fender amp and I decided to add to this track having looked up the three chords, blushin' at my audacity!

Gimme Da Ting (Lord Kitchener)

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE


HE’S A SPIRITUAL MAN IN A MATERIAL WORLD
LA VIE A SON PRIX ASTRONOMIQUE
HE CAN’T STAND A SNIPE BUT LOVES ANY BLUEBIRD
LE CIEL EST ORNITHOLOGIQUE
C’EST LOGIQUE 
MAIS ERIC
EST JUSTE UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE DOESN’T CARE FOR DOUGH 
AND DOESN’T GO FOR  BLING BLING
IL SE MOQUE DE GAGNER DES BRIQUES
THE SPEEDIEST OF QUAKERS WITH NO SOCIAL STANDING
NON SA CAROTTE N’EST PAS LE FRIC
C’EST LOGIQUE
CAR ERIC 
IL MET LES VOILES SUR SON BRICK
YES ERIC
C’EST JUSTE UN MEC FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE’S A SMOOTH NAVIGATOR
A LEGENDARY CHRISTMAS CAKE MAKER

 
CAR ERIC
IL MET SES PAROLES EN MUSIQUE
YES ERIC
C’EST LE CAPITAINE FANTASTIQUE
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

HE WILL JUMP ON ANY BOAT COS HE CAN’T STAND THE BEACH
AIN’T THAT TYPIQUE OF ERIC
SO YOU CAN ASK MCGURK LE STUMBLE OR DOBSER
THEY’LL TELL YOU WHAT KIND OF MAGIC
IT’S A KIND OF MAGIC


FÉERIC
MAGNIFIQUE
YES ERIC
POÉTIQUE ERIC
SOMETIMES ÉROTIQUE
FANTASMAGORIC ERIC

UN HOMME MAGNIFIQUE (Lyrics) Song for Eric

A tribute to one of my closest friends Andy who passed last year from cancer. He left two beautiful daughters and his wonderful wife behind. 
Also a long lasting effect on me and I never got to tell him he really was one of my kings.
This is a raw live recording because that’s seems  more relevant to him coming from a punk background. 
I worked, socialised and shared some unbelievable memorable moments with Andy stretching over a 30 year period.
He was an original punk rocker in his younger days and played as a drummer in many different punk bands. Carried the tattoos of punk and that period carried him through the rest of his life. Very knowledgeable about music and cultures. 
He always got up behind the kit and blasted out at our soundchecks and when we were breaking down after the gig, he just couldn’t help himself. Always supported live new music and my band projects. 
Andy was one of the Co founders with me of underground music magazine Blag. Known as Andypunkrock to the readers.
I will never forget him and think about him everyday.
You don’t realise until certain people leave you how much it affects you. 
RIP Andy you were One Of My Kings.

One Of My Kings (Acoustic Live RIP)

Lyrics below...
The song evolved into this naturally and I did not perform it based from any personal life experience. Thank you for giving it a try!
Written by J.J. Terrell all rights reserved.

Artwork: Margaryta Yermolayeva (Ukraninan born artist and wife of good friend)
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I SAW THAT SMILE WHEN YOU GOT OFF THAT TRAIN
WERE THOSE TEARS OF JOY? 
OR DROPS FROM THE RAIN?
COME HERE YOU LITTLE ANGEL
I'LL HOLD BACK YOUR PAIN

ITS BEEN SO LONG
SINCE I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS
AWKWARD, DIFFERENT NOW
TIME’S NEEDLE WILL DARN

IM JUST A CAST AWAY
ON THIS ISLAND IN THE SEA
YOU KNOW I WILL HEAL YOU

STARING FOR A TIME OFF INTO SPACE
GLOWING SHEEN OFF YOUR SLEEPING FACE
YOU POOR THING, YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT

HILLS THAT ARE GREENER AND TURQOISE SEAS
FLOWERS EVERY NIGHT
BABY CATCH UP ON SOME SLEEP
ILL RUB YOUR BACK WHILE YOU LAY THERE AND DREAM

ITS BEEN SO WRONG
FOR ALL THIS TIME AWAY
FROM ONE ANOTHERS TOUCH
THE WAY YOU SAY MY NAME

IM HERE FOR YOU NOW
BABY I MEAN FOR KEEPS
YOU KNOW I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU

YOU ARE THE ONE AND ONLY THING 
MY STARS, MY SUN, MY MOON
MY HEART HOLDS YOUR KEY
LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH AS I GET DOWN ON A KNEE

TRAVELING THROUGH THIS LIFE WITH YOU
UPS AND DOWNS, WOW WE MADE IT THROUGH!
THE KIDS ARE LONG GONE
IT LOOKS LIKE JUST ME AND YOU

WE HAVE ALWAYS PUT EACH ONE FIRST
THATS WHY AS YOU LAY DYING
OH, GOD PLEASE! IT HURTS
JUST A SECOND CHANCE!
OH GOD PLEASE

THE RAVEN FLEW

OOH OHH OHH OHH 

I HOLD NEAR
YOUR VOICE I STILL CAN HEAR
HELPING ME THROUGH TROUBLED TIMES 
SEE YOU SOON GIRL  I STAND IN LINE.

Promise

Happy Friday!

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home 
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

We all spend our weekdays workin
take our orders from above
but I guess it's not the worst thing
when we're doin it all for love

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things 
that make up our lives
and give us reason to put up

Now it's real easy to just hang your head
and only look at all of the bad
but for everyday that you get out of bed
you got to think of all that you have

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

We're lucky to be worthy of
all of the good good things that make up our lives and give us reason to put up

We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Cool cool morning on a summer day
the alarm clock won't give up
I gotta punch my card so that I get payed
Pour my coffee in my cup

So when you punch the clock all day and night 
think of the roof that's sittin above
cause the money ain't comin
if you're not there runnin 
for the things and the people you love.

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free

Makin that bacon and I'm bringin it home
Theres a pretty woman waitin for me
We're hittin the beach
gettin takeout for dinner but  I know that all that takeout ain't free


V5.81 - DC - DB - MA - HL

Punchin The Clock

Song about love as a shelter against inclemency of life (translated lyrics below).

By means of some weather sounds, I oppose precise dark parts to more colored ones, with serious work till 3:25 when I had fun jamming, so you can skip to 4:20 & enjoy great outro !!

Clarinet was borrowed from my sister for summer practice. Reed & keywork managing is difficult for a beginner, & home cohabitance was set on serious risk, but with painful effort I got something presentable, or so I hope, as not willing to repeat soon...

Pic: edited eyefish photo taken by my other sister during one of my hard summer rehearsals.

LETRAS / LYRICS

ENTRA SIN MIEDO / COME IN WITHOUT FEAR

Fuera hay truenos; / Outside there are thunders;
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

Fuera hay viento; / Outside there is wind;
entra corriendo. / come rush in.

Soy tu refugio protector; / I am your protective shelter;
entre mis brazos estarás mejor: / whithin my arms you’ll be better:
ven a buscar mi calor. / come to find my warmth.

Dentro hay fuego; / Inside there is fire;
entra a verlo. / come in to see it.

Dentro te espero, / Inside I wait for you,
entra sin miedo. / come in without fear.

ER22HC02 - (C) Ruizzo 1995 - (R) Francés Records;) 2014

Entra sin miedo (No clarinet was harmed)

Piano player, singer,  righteous upright bass & concatenator of disparate factors.

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Gimme Da Ting (Lord Kitchener)

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