Name: Pub Crawl by Chessman
Duration: 4 min 17 s
Description: Rondo form with episodes inside various pubs and a chase at the end.

Rondo Form: Put Coats on (2 bars), Staggering between Pubs (8 bar silly theme), Inside Pubs (Various Mood Episodes), Ends with a chase

The drummer has fallen into a ditch - best place for him.

Some tasty arranging here!  I'm enjoying the musical conversations..

Songwriting, Production & Mastering: Rebecca Leach
Piano, Strings & Vocals: Rebecca Leach
Electric Guitar & Ebow: Gary Walker
Copyright Rebecca Leach 2015

Lyrics:
This year the winter feels appealing,
Got feelings I should now confide,
Quick now the doors will soon be closing on the corners of my mind.

Catch that familiar downward spiral,
Skidding on the rails to take me home,
Oh but I won't be so easily distracted in company alone.

Wait, what's this?
I could steal a kiss from this new hope,
He's the reason I'm breathing,
A secret worth keeping.
Believe me when I say you feel like home,
Believe me when I say you feel like home.

Count the days of talking it round it circles,
Actions speak much louder in the end,
And it can feel as though you're losing love forever but it's really just a friend.

Wait, what's this?
I could steal a kiss from this new hope,
He's the reason I'm breathing,
A secret worth keeping.
Believe me when I say you feel like home,
Believe me when I say you feel like home,
Believe me when I say you feel like home.

'Home' by Rebecca Leach

Original soul/jazz song from Clayton/Morgan
4

Falling _ Katie Morgan /Brian Clayton

Oscar Peterson - The Gentle Waltz

Debussy - Album Leaf

Composed and arranged by Mimis Nikolopoulos
Guitars and percussion by Mimis Nikolopoulos
Video by Htet Gyaw

This recording took place at the Media Lab of Veria Public Central Library, January-February 2016.
Sound engineers: George Konstantinidis, Margiori Tsiounta

Σύνθεση, ενορχήστρωση  Μίμης Νικολόπουλος
Κιθάρες, κρουστά              Μίμης Νικολόπουλος
Βίντεο                                  Htet Gyaw 

Η ηχογράφηση έγινε στο Εργαστήρι Πολυμέσων της Δημόσιας Κεντρικής Βιβλιοθήκης Βέροιας, Ιανουάριος-Φεβρουάριος 2016.
Ηχοληψία, μίξη              Γιώργος Κωνσταντινίδης, Μαργιορή Τσιούντα 

A dream within a dream

So when I originally wrote this piece it was intended to be for an orchestration project for doing indie music but with each listen, even after I handed it in and all was done (or so I thought), I would just imagine going through life with my lovely wife. Intimate moments like watching the sunset on the patio of a cabin, enjoying a cup of hot cocoa by the fireplace, playing in the sand on the beach while the sun's rays lit up her face. Ya know those moments... Anyway, so I'm dedicating this song to my lovely wife and what she means to me. Belated Valentine's Day gift, haha!

F OR  |  H E R

Herman Vandecauter invited me to sing this song along with his beautiful instrumental performance. I was so happy he asked me, because my young friend Cashel had just introduced me to the astonishing life story of its composer, Queen Liliʻuokalani, last monarch of the Kingdom of Hawaii. Thank you Herman, and Cashel!

Aloha Oe

Keep Blazing                        

You feel so heavy now, you think you’re dying,
You feel so heavy now, you can’t move on,
Soft and clear as a bell sound falling, 
far away sad, from a strange pale bloom,
Pulls your blood in a deeper imagining,  
Colours untangle and dance in your room

Keep blazing on now as the beat’s moving on,
Keep blazing on babe as the colours move through you,
Keep blazing on now as you’re blown into pieces
Keep blazing on, Baby keep on

You rise and you fly and you’re touching the sky,
You’ve never felt ever so free and so flying
Your heart is so high but your head’s down so low,
Separated, you’re lying there dying
Divided we rise as a wild cloud of birds
separated to dance in the air,
The sound of the half-crazy beat of our hearts,
the feathers, the scent of a summer half dying

Weaving in weaving out as the wild women shout
and the reason is simply to fly,
The ribbons drift silk in the blue of the air
fill the sun-splintered skin of the sky,
You rise now and fly and you’re touching the sky,
you never felt ever so free and so flying,
Your heart is so high but your head’s down so low
Separated you’re lying there dying


Written played sung and mixed up by Emma...
the photo is taken from my magical beach.

Keep Blazing...

A milonga is a slow tango. Brodmann PE-187 grand piano. AKG Perception microphones. Pro Tools recording.

Alberto Ginastera - Milonga

Rondo form with episodes inside various pubs and a chase at the end.

Pub Crawl

Amateur musician age 64. I have a well tanned complexion and finely chiselled features, but move in a rather strange way.
Self taught, I started playing guitar at 15 and piano & notation at 30 so my bridging, phrase answering and arrangement abilities are limited. Nonetheless I can't stop myself  'making stuff up' from time to time and it is nice to be able to share the ideas or more importantly the feelings which drive them. Most of these tracks have a hefty dose of auto-satire but hopefully also convey a bittersweet mix of childishness and gravity.
I have been on this site for 8 months now and I have learnt a lot whilst indulging myself in a truly eclectic mix of work, much of which is top notch. I played in a 'Group' (that shows my age) in the 60's bashing out chords at most of the Liverpool Clubs - I'm still here - so we couldn't have been all that bad.



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