@adrianavenussinger1998: Thanks Adriana :-)

there is some major haunt going on in that intro

A really GREAT! folk song you wrote here Chris and you done a solid job all round on it too sweetheart and very well enjoyed.

A very touching and emotional listen. Thank you for sharing this Chris!

Well done Chris, we'llkeep that lamp burning.

Love this Land   https://youtu.be/k0N2AcWDLRc
Bothering that thing  https://youtu.be/Os82Z9Y-V-k
Salt River Town  https://youtu.be/2bh5B0MGWfg
Good Lovin' Man   https://youtu.be/cj5cM-MtKwM
The Lamp of Welcome   https://youtu.be/fY1RSBKL6LM
Whiskey, Blues & Coffee   https://youtu.be/p_WSEnJzbyc
Troubles in the Kitchen   https://youtu.be/s0m29cXC56M
Little Kelp Waltz   https://youtu.be/JGFRDPmo7Sk
The Salley Garden   https://youtu.be/Kzodqzwbjr4
Ein kleiner moondance   https://youtu.be/cwkF6MZ8E4k
Fire Burning   https://youtu.be/Yioq18GlzZ8
Get me out of Memphis   https://youtu.be/tkpuUDGlxO4

Songs & Tunes with "home movies" ~ Chris O (see video links in description)

Video link:   https://youtu.be/Os82Z9Y-V-k
An old country blues written by Kansas Joe & Minnie McCoy way back in 1930.
My friend Keith Nicholson makes cigar box guitars...so here's a fun lo-fi track with  both the cigar box picking (via piezo & Krivo pickups) and  Canjo rhythm.

Botherin' that thing (video link in description)

Musique composée par O#D Composer 12 avril 2019 de 19h15 à 19h30 (N°108)
Arrangements par O#D Composer février 2022
Production O#D Composer
Tous droits réservés

A la sortie du cinéma, après avoir vu le dernier James Bond, il était clair pour moi, que James devait être immortalisé, après cette triste fin. D'où ce morceau, qui j'espère, évoquera l'atmosphère de 007.

Le Thème essentiel de ce morceau est donc James Bond : d'où le titre.
Pour les non francophones, "Thème et T'aime" se prononcent de la même façon.
"Thème" étant très commun et très souvent utilisé, "T'aime" s'imposait de soit.

Le titre "James Bond T'aime" basé, aussi, sur le thème de l'Amour, ne pouvait donc sortir que le jour de la Saint-Valentin. Et donc je dédie ce morceau à tous les oubliés de l'Amour.

J'espère que vous aimerez ce modeste morceau, et cette ambiance.

Bonne écoute.

O#D Composer

James Bond T'aime

Video here 💜

https://youtu.be/G7je9x_x_0Y

A song I wrote with my dear friend Orla in mind and memories of our teenage years and the great times we had. sadly Orla left this world 7 years ago and left an empty space in many people's lives...
               💜 
Snowy bus rides, foreign scenes,
the way we laughed, hysterical teens,
singing "I don't belong here"
life is not what it seems.


ooh dancing in the long grass
ooh closing time.


Traffic lights, staying out all night,
scary stories, your eyes so bright.
Those empty spaces...
floating out of our sight.

ooh dancing in the long grass,
the fire inside fire inside, fire inside

oooh reflections of time..
oooh can't rewind...
reflections of time
can't rewind, when it's closing time.

reflections of time
can't rewind
when it's closing time.


Empty spaces...
Closing time.


Empty spaces (Adrian Smardzewski and Áine Parkes)

modern day

photos are memories I keep within my mind
stored in the basement in a crate I’ll never find
songs are the stories and the places I have been
authored before this mental knot I’m tangled in

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears

poets and prophets weave our words into their art
read in dramatic mien and spoken from their heart  
unseal the parchment let the words escape their cage
left with a book with seven hundred empty page

styles we made are old and frayed 
where all the past is filed away
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
the sky is wet with ink

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears
modern day is bland and beige
remembrance of the golden age
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
my heart is black as ink

Modern Day

The Rabbits of Memory

Sting Owes Me Money

find the light : )

one for the kids. c'mon, sing along, it'll make you feel good :

the light I saw

Fond Memories

 A bit of fun this one.  Everybody thinks about running away to somewhere tropic.  I just like the thought of drinking alcoholic beverages with large reptilian beasts.
Enjoy

Hey Hey (What A Way To Go)

A Little Rain

The tragic tale of a foreign girl forced into prostitution in England during the First World War, and the terrible fate that awaited so many of the soldiers. Many, many thanks to Ale Destiny for her poignant and plaintive vocal. You can hear her latest song "Vincent" here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfa7jjZoK0U&list=OLAK5uy_kwTdpzKWQbJ5Xm05Ok3ulGPmfAm_xv7s8

“Many home-front brothels served an increased number of clients following the war’s outset owing to the influx of men in arms preparing to go into the field.”
- Journey Steward (International Encyclopedia of the First World War)

Slang used in the song:
Dose: (in this case) a venereal infection
Dough: money
Slut: term for a person, usually a woman or girl, who is sexually promiscuous or considered to have loose sexual morals. It dates from the late 14th century in Geoffrey Chaucer's The Canterbury Tales, although ironically he was describing a man!
Squaddies: soldiers
The clap: gonorrhea (The narrator in this song gets gonorrhea, or the clap, which was rampant at the time because so many soldiers were catching it from the prostitutes operating near the front. Many of those soldiers, believe it or not, were still virgins and didn't want to die without experiencing sex)
Whore: prostitute

Lyrics
There’s many a squaddie comes visiting
From the barracks up the road
And they all, if they pay, get a welcome
And a rest from a soldier’s load
They’ll be fighting for King and country
And be paid with a grisly end
So, the least we can do is to hold them
To be, for a while, their friend
To be, for a while, to be, for a while
To be, for a while, their friend

Ah me, I was born in a Catholic land
I’ve no love for you Protestant lads!
But I got put in the family way
And reviled as sinful and bad
I’m in England now, a whore for sure
But I dance and I sing and I play
And the squaddies laugh so innocently
As night gives way to the day
As night gives way to
as night gives way to
As night gives way to the day

I fell in love with an Irish boy
No more tender a lad you could meet
He was set to ask me to marry
But was lost in some bloody retreat
I’m carrying his child in my belly
But it’s whoring that brings in the dough
I’m to visit some witch in an alley
To make sure that there’s nothing to show
Make sure that there’s nothing,
Make sure that there’s nothing
Make sure that there’s nothing to show

The doctor says that I got the clap
A soldier, I’ll bet, from the front
The sluts down there do a roaring trade
Death so close, that they bear the brunt
Of virgins wanting a taste of the flesh
‘fore their bodies are ripped to shreds
And if they survive, return with their dose
To pass on in the heat of our beds
Pass on in the heat, pass on in the heat
To pass on in the heat of our beds

Yes, many a squaddie comes visiting
And will do for some time to come
But will there be any lads left alive
To march to the military drum
Yes, soldiers are welcome, one and all
And will be for some time to come
But where are all of the marrying types
To save us from our whoredom
To save us from our, to save us from our …
To save us from our whoredom

From One Singer Left to Mourn; track released August 11, 2023
Music: Michael Sellers; Sergio Aguilar
Lyrics: Michael Sellers
Lead Vocal: Ale Destiny
Backing Vocals: Alejandro Hidalgo & Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass, piano, percussion; musical arrangement, & production: Sergio Aguilar
Cover photo: Photo by The British Library on Unsplash, combined with a photo provided by Loretta Sellers
Cover design: Michael Sellers; Loretta Sellers Fortuny

One Singer Left to Mourn

Soldiers Welcome!

Buy at bandcamp NOW!

Soldiers Welcome! 5 Stars; Highly Commended Entry; UK Songwriting Contest, 2023

A new song, written in the old style - (c) 2015 Chris O
Love happy endings ;-)

Recorded in my lounge room, and thanks to Eliot from Songcave Studios for the audio engineering on the mixes.

That beautiful photo is of Muddy Waters and I believe that is  his wife, Geneva Morganfield.


A Good Lovin Man

I had me a real flash dresser, with a pearly smile,
And a gold chain against his chest. 
He stood way out from the rank and file,
A daddy all the women loved best.

But it just ain't fair, I do declare,
'Cos he didn't have what I need.
Its just not fair and he didn't care,
Couldn't give me what I need.

Then I found me a Sugarman with lots of dough,
A chauffeur and a Chevrolet.
He didn't thrill my soul, and I told him so,
And sent him on his way.

But it just ain't fair, I do declare,
He couldn't give me what I need,
Oh it's just not fair, ain't had my share
'Cos he couldn't give me what I need.

Then I found me a man to love me true,
He rocks me all night long.
Don't need no heater when I go to sleep,
'Cos baby keeps my damper up strong.

Well life got fair, Lordy heard my prayer,
That man knows just what I need.
Life's divine and I'm feelin fine,
'Cos my man gives me what I need.

Now life's divine and I'm feelin fine,
'Cos baby gives me what I need.

Hmm hmm
Talkin about that good lovin man!

Good Lovin Man ~ Chris O

*This track is a fundraiser to support refugees & asylum seekers, see the BUY button*
Video link: https://youtu.be/fY1RSBKL6LM

One World, One Humanity, One Love...I wrote this song about two years ago, the sadness of witnessing refugees fleeing persecution ~  at the borders, sleeping in the the cold and mud,  watching on my TV, in my safe and comfortable lounge room. Some people around were so frightened by the "otherness" of these refugees, they forgot their common kindness and humanity, fearful that their comfortable lives in a democratic wealthy society were under threat. 
More recently we have seen a very different approach taken in New Zealand...togetherness, unity, forgiveness. The quote from Rumi many centuries ago references pathways to godliness and humanity.

The Lamp of Welcome ~ Chris O ~ March 2019
A dreamless night, under fields of stars,
the blankets bind our bodies warm and tight.
A sleep of peace, of innocence, for all the family.
Certain of the way it was, and is, and will forever be.

We all love to lead a gentle life.
We all long for the simple life.

A cold restless night under an absent moon,
When hunger strikes and water's gone too soon.
Cities turn to dust, and children play no more,
The last threads of hope are thrown out,
thrown out, to this foreign shore.

They all want to live a gentle life.
They all try so hard for the simple life.

"From a distance you can only see my light, but move in a little closer.
Come close and you will see that I, I am you" (Rumi)

See it with your mind, it could be you or me.
Hear it with your heart, the song of exile.
Just hold out the lamp of welcome, to the refugee.

The Lamp of Welcome

The Lamp of Welcome ~ by Chris O

https://youtu.be/2bh5B0MGWfg

Such a lovely little town, it deserves its own love song.

Banjo, lapslide & vocals Chris O
Audio Chris O

Salt River Town        (c)Chris Okunbor, October 2020

Springing rains are here again, ground is soaking down.
Rolling clouds come darkening, chasing folks from town.

Front porch singing, banjo ringing.
Front porch ringing, banjo singing.

Gonna get me a line, get me a pole, go fishing in a crayfish hole.

Rollin rains are here again.
Springing clouds come a-darkening,
Around, Salt River Town.

Rollin rains are here again,
springing clouds come a-sparkling,
the waters round Salt River Town.

Sister's Creek's got a crayfish creep, but they're running like the devil from me.
Flathead hiding at the Bend in the River, now its hurry on home for tea.

Front porch ringing, banjo singing.
The front porch ringing, banjo singing,
wise-up, about what’s enough.

Darkening clouds are here again.
And the rolling rain comes a-blowing in,
Whoa, Salt River Town.

Hear the ringing, hear the singing.
Front porch ringing, banjo singing,
learning, the meaning of enough.

Oh you know we love, 
the waters around Salt River Town.

Salt River Town

Salt River Town  (a love song for my little town) ~  Chris Okunbor

You're going along...life is hum drum...then Maxwell's Silver Hammer comes down on your head. Better make sure you take time out to crunch thru the leaves before it whacks you!!

                                             Youtube   http://youtu.be/xGuYjrJ6qC8

I'm very privileged to work closely with the Traditional Custodians of the Blue Mountains, the Gundungurra and Darug people, as well as those from other Aboriginal groups living here. Through their teachings and practices I'm developing a deeper understanding of my place in the natural world, and the here and now. Land of the Wedge-tailed Eagle.

Featuring Charlie McMahon on didgeridoo.

Copyright 2012


Love this Land ~ Chris O (video https://youtu.be/k0N2AcWDLRc)

Chris, hailing  from North West  Tasmania in Australia, is a singer-songwriter who pens originals, and  plays vintage music the way it used to be.  Her mashup of  Folk, Blues,  &  Americana  draws on a lifetime of  encounters with places, people, and the magic of nature;  echoing  a multitude of  global grassroots traditions. 
Traveling around carrying her “band” like a pack pony ~ lap-slide, banjo, uke, as well as a few plain ole guitars, she  regularly performs in Australia and Europe.
Growing up in Merseyside, England, Chris was exposed to the vibrant music scene of the late 60’s and 70’s,  and her music is has been influenced by  traditional folk, country blues, and  world music .
In 2016 she represented her State at the International Blues Challenge & National Women in Blues Showcase in Memphis,  and her second album,  “Wailin’ & Raggin’ the Blues” was  a   finalist for “Best Self-produced CD with the Blues Foundation , USA.  Her third album, “Twisted Roots & Twisted Highways” was  a finalist for Blues & Roots Radio Album of the Year in 2018.
www.chrisokunbor.net

The Lamp of Welcome ~ by Chris O

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