Music by Nic Evennett and Philip Dupuis (Classical Glass)
Lyrics by Nic Evennett
For more by us as Cellar Door https://soundcloud.com/cdoor
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You don't have to be right,
you don't have to be.
there's every chance the world is upside down.
in strange jaws
and broken mouth
though how the tongues are soaked but never drown...

don't worry yourself,
don't worry.
the ocean doesn't judge with all it knows.
say sorry to your tired limbs and lay them on the shore
the body won't stop pulsing under clothes

the colours of the massacre that opened up my throat
and dripped down to the floor
there's a pool of barely spoken, hardly thought , and never wrote,
and stains forever more.
who are we breathing for?
who are we breathing for?

are you brave enough to follow between the stolen sounds?
are you wise enough to know what cuts in two?
can you rise to the challenge whilst you fall to the ground?
am I asking you in me or me in you?
are you brave enough to follow between the stolen sounds?
are you wise enough to know what cuts in two?
can you rise?

Pulsing (Nic Evennett and Classical Glass as Cellar Door)

It is my pleasure to release my latest piano composition.  Thank you for listening and I hope you enjoy.

Blue Waves

The depths of loneliness

Played with parlor -style steel string acoustic guitar.
Tone captured with matched pair small diaphragm condenser microphones.
Recorded in an one take and only little bit of equalisation and reverberation has been added.

Dschingis Khan (Comp. Ralph Siegel)

Slippery slope

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Lead Vocals / Guitar
Hans Albers:  All additional instruments, Arrangement and Production

When Brian first played me “If The Stars Are The Dreams Of Spacemen“, I was absolutely stunned by its brilliance.  Of course, having grown up with his songwriting, I was already a huge fan of everything he wrote but did think there was something extra special about the song.  Knowing him as a brother, I saw just how revealing it was about his often uneasy relationship with the world and his place in the scheme of things.  The closing line, “Who am I?” said it all for me.  It was a song to which I often returned, particularly after he was gone.

Eventually, I arrived at the idea of writing something that in some way linked to his original composition but told the story from my own perspective.  Not wanting to ride on his coat tails in any way, I felt very uneasy about doing this, so decided it was something I would do purely for myself.  It took many long months to come up with something I thought would be a worthy companion piece but the more I wrote, the more the idea took on a strength and shape of it’s own until I had fashioned it exactly as I wanted it to be.

It took quite some time to summon up the courage to play it to Gary, thinking if he thought it was any good, I might take it further.  When he said that he thought that it was one of the best songs I’d ever written (something I really didn’t expect) and that I should send it to Hans, it had an overwhelmingly emotional effect on me, particularly since I was very doubtful about playing it to anyone else at all.

Hans always has a way of emotionally inhabiting the songs I write and the arrangement he produced was exactly what I felt the song needed.  There’s no doubt in my mind that if he and Bri had ever played together, they’d have created musical dreams that would spread throughout the universe.

Today, the 22 August 2021, marks the ninth anniversary of Bri’s death and I can only hope that this song does him justice.  We miss him more than ever.  (Terry Reeves)

*Manu (https://soundcloud.com/man-on-a-grill) put together a wonderful version of Bri’s original song a few years back.  If you’d like to hear it, you can do so here:
https://soundcloud.com/man-on-a-grill/rocky-mountain-wmoag-the-inconsistent-jukebox-if-stars-are-the-dreams-of-spacemen  


How can I write a song about the stellar writer?
Breathing music in space, helping bands to be tighter
A Bishop’s marriage of schemes inside your wigwam 
As the cluster of stars reflects only you as it can 

CHORUS 
If the stars are the Dreams of spacemen
Floating around by imagination 
Adjusting scope to seat the nightmares 
A magnetic field of dreams 
With musical chairs

A spaceman in search of the perfect mate
Floating through Galaxies more dreams of love can’t wait
Loving tears never seen behind a facial shield 
As the Milky Way melts revealing what Kepler’s laws might yield 

CHORUS 

I could never write the songs of stars
With your heart so full of love from here to Mars
The spaceship framed inside a past that lingers
Touching gravity with your skill of voice and fingers

CHORUS 

Isolations ending showing fusions of greatness 
Will never explain your skill of silence and lateness 
Knowing love as you do 
Making love a sad fool
I will never fully know who you are

CHORUS

STARS THAT LINGER (FOR BRI): CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Come Una Guerra Dentro

So happy to release this one! It's a beautiful and soothing orchestral piece AND it's my 200th uploaded song!! :)

Enjoy!

Starchild

A sunday acoustic song I wrote and recorded today.

Maybe

Jacarandas are blooming. The storm bird has arrived. Must be coming into summer...

Jacaranda Time

'In For A Penny' is a Jazz track, medium tempo.

Talking To Myself Again

In For A Penny

“A painter paints pictures on canvas but musicians paint their pictures on silence.” -  Leopold Stokowski

A member of Cellar Door which you can find here: https://soundcloud.com/cdoor

"The most powerful and magical language is music. The reason for this is that music is the original language. Music is not ornamented poetry, and poetry is not ornamented prose. Poetry is fallen music, and prose is fallen poetry. Prose is not the original language; it is poetry made practical. Even poetry is not the original language; it is music made speakable, it is the words of music separated from their music. In the beginning was music." (Peter Kreeft, Philosophy of Tolkien)