Name: Mood! I'm so angry by burn.it.smith in CLICKETY DANCE IS ONE ODYSSEY
Duration: 47 s

Gorgeously interlaced with all the instruments!

I wish my fits of pique only went for 47 seconds!!!! Big loves for the drums, that awesome descending bass and everything else. I can't imagine you angry though.....

Ha, I missed this one - a different presentation but the same great observations in verse. That clapping back - my father used to do that to me, kind role reversal

Awesome bass line and piano playing - it has a kind of White Album short piece kind of feel, which is charming for sure

short and efficient to draw the mood ! I love the way no harmony is present, but this does not sound "false".

My favourite wordsmith does it again. Great.

CLICKETY DANCE IS ONE ODYSSEY

You can stream this song on the platform you choose here: https://smarturl.it/naomms

Mera Khai - not afraid of my mental state (chapter 4: breaking free)

Mountain alien is a mysterious song played with piano and sung beautifully with clear voice.

Mountain alien

Why Deberly? Because sometimes I get it wrong. 
Once upon a time during my early elementary school days I was being interviewed on a TV station.  The interview went something like this:
Interviewer:  And your name is..............
Me: (in a very quiet voice) Debbie
Interviewer: Beverly?
Me: (in a much louder and somewhat offended voice) NO!! DEBERLY!!
I said my own name incorrectly on TV and it has been a little joke ever since. 
Sigh.

Deberly Takes A Spin

My slightly ironic tribute to " the common man"! 
The title is a reference to efforts in the past.

The last track in this album of songs with a beat! LOL!
Turn Turn Turn

Everyman, Justice – Justice for every man!

1
I turn to the North, I burn in ice.
I turn to the South, I’m burned alive.
So I light a fire and open a door –
life is short, don’t wanna suffer no more.

2
I turn to the East, it’s far too bright.
I turn to the West, not enough light.
So I pull the blinds and open a door –
life is short, don’t wanna suffer no more.

Chorus
One of a kind, you can count on me –
I’ll give you my vote, give prosperity.
I more I thrive, the more I strive.
I am the salt of the earth, just look in my eye.
I am the gospel of all that prevails –
Justice for Everyman’s weighed in my scales
and nothing is gonna change!

3
No religion on the factory floor,
no religion at my front door.
The turnstiles take one at a time –
no other reason gonna change my mind.

Chorus

11  Turn Turn Turn

Actually the track already disappeared in our archives. But something made us dig up "BOB`s ISLAND" and rework it. But one important detail was missing. So we asked "joerxworx" if he would like to use his sax. No sooner said than done. And the wonderful relaxed song "BOB`s ISLAND" was born.
Ralf Wadephul > keyboards, synthesizers
Peter Pasch > Drums, Percussion & Electric Grooves / Mix and Production @docfritz
joerxworx > Sax  @joerxworx
Composed, Arranged & Performed by OESJ | ORCHESTRA OF ELECTRIC SPACEJAZZ Artwork and Graphic-Design by Peter Pasch 
© 2022 OESJ | All Rights Reserved | www.oesj.eu

BOB`s ISLAND ft. joerxworx

Last year whilst I visited my daughter in France before Christmas, she surprised me with this gift of a "Séance de Shiatsu"....the lady who treated me, knew I write music, and she asked me if I could hear anything....
This is what I could hear......
My good friend Jean-Pierre Dubois (JiPé) was so kind to add his own orchestration to it, my sincere thanks go out to him...
I hope you will enjoy listening....

Art picture by k-mitch-hodge on Unsplash

Séance de Shiatsu by Jean-Pierre Dubois & Elisabeth Dicker

This is another one from the recordings we did with our former chanteuse Julia back then. Credits and hugs! Cheers @user-20931549 & @bonetender

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/2svzzUWE6xKNHJkWpkdM1G

Original by The Velvet Underground!
©The Journey Weavers 2022 All Rights Reserved

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning (The Velvet Underground Cover)

i tried to write a love song and this is what i ended up with.......close enough......thanks for having a listen

Flo T. - Odyssey
You Tube Video: https://youtu.be/ztwRY3CK_fY

Odyssey

Download

a little grab from a recent gig in our home town of Hobart

Live@The Founders Room Kirby/Ward

A lil' bagatelle 'bout 'anger', a curious emotion.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=02FaRsGyrHk

Ya know that brat
In the snap back cap
The one that’s spilling tea
Well, I told him that
And he clapped back
Mood! I’m so angry

Feeling shook
I told him look
You don’t get to flex
He says, says who?
I said, I do
Sure ya wanna mess?

Now you vibe check
You rubberneck
Don’t talk like that to me
I told him that
He clapped back
Mood! I’m so angry
Mood! I’m so angry

Mood! I'm so angry

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2022.
Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

- Which one is me -
 
Sometimes,
I wonder,
Sometimes,
Where is my mind,
Sometimes,
will I finally find,
Sometimes,
stop counting the time,

Which one is me...

Which one is me

Which One Is Me

Electronic psych thing with lots of organ.
The electric bass was played by "Dehaas"

Dreams

🖤

(Lyrics translated in english below)
-----

Je file
Dans la nuit
Je n'ai pas le temps je file
En ignorant la pluie
Comme un pinson perdu la haut
Comme un poisson remontant le ruisseau
Bravant le courant
Avançant dans le vent

Je file
Dans la vie
Je n'ai pas le temps je file  
Sans abri sans appui
Comme une roue qui tomberait à l'arrêt
Comme un fou qui croierait s'évader
Ne jamais s'arrêter
Et le mouvement d'après...

Je file
Comme dans un rêve
Tout est bien plus facile
Quand le réel s'achève
Si l'existence est un combat
Perdu d'avance et sans aucune loi
Alors j'ai choisi
La fuite à la vie

Je vais en avant
Mais sans rien devant  

Je file
Vers ce lieu
Un rendez vous d'avril
Que j aimerais si joyeux
Mais j'ai si peur : si je me trompais ?
Dans mon coeur je ne sais comment aimer
Et souffrir alors
Pour mourir encore ? 

Je file
Perturbé
Je vois des flash qui défilent
Quelque chose a changé
Les jours qui passent,  et je retrouve le goût
Les souvenirs s'enlacent et dessinent un nouveau nous
Je ne contrôle plus vraiment
Je laisse aller gaiement

Je file
Dans tes yeux
Je ne vois plus le temps qui défile
Je ne vois plus que nous deux
Dans cette âme soeur j'ai trouvé la force
Oh ta douceur reforge l'ancienne écorce
Le destin l'a voulu
Le reste est superflu

----
I run off into the night
I don't have time I run
Ignoring the rain
Like a chaffinch lost up there
Like a fish up the stream
Braving the current
Moving in the wind

I'm running through life
I have no time I run  
Homeless and unsupported
Like a wheel that falls when it stops
Like a madman who thinks he's escaping
Never stopping
And the next movement...

I run like a dream
Everything is much easier
When reality ends
If existence is a fight
Lost in advance and without any law
So I chose
To run rather than live

I go forward
But with nothing in front  

I'm running to this place
A rendezvous in April
I'd like to be so happy
But I'm so afraid : what if I'm wrong?
In my heart I don't know how to love
And suffer then
To die again ? 

I'm running disturbed
I see flashes of light going by
Something has changed
The days go by, and I find back the taste
Memories entwine and draw a new us
I'm no longer in control
I let go happily

I run into your eyes
I can't see time passing by
I see only the two of us
In this soul mate I've found strength
Oh your sweetness reforges the old bark
Fate has willed it
The rest is unnecessary

Je File

Once I wrote a longer description here: a love song in 7/4 ¿or 14/8?

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti) /  Silvia II (What I feel for you)

Es de difícil clasificación  /  It is difficult to be classified
dentro de las variedades del amor  /  among all varieties of love
lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  what I feel for you, what I feel …

Sólo sé que no puedo vivir sin ti,  /  I only know I can’t live without you,
no puedo ver sentido a mi vida si no estás aquí.  /  I can’t find sense to my life if you are not here.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando todo va bien  /  When everything goes fine
lo que me une a ti es tu forma de ser,  /  what joins me to you is your way of being,
es muy fácil ver  /  it is very easy to see
todos tus encantos de mujer.  /  all your woman's charms.

Una idea que no puedo soportar  /  An idea that I cannot bear
es verte en brazos de otro, en otro lugar.  /  is seeing you in other one’s arms, in another place.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

No puedo imaginar  /  I cannot imagine
tu voz susurrando a otro compás.  /  your voice whispering to another compass.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
puedo contemplar tus defectos con claridad.  /  I can behold  your faults with clarity.
Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
sólo quiero escapar a otro lugar.  /  only I want to escape to another place.

Grab it !!

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti)

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

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Mood! I'm so angry

burn.it.smith

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