Well it has been a dull few months, hence the need for surprises. I'll leave it up you as to what the surprise might be.

Big thank ya to Jörg https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx and Yaron Engler for helping out this lounge lizard on this track.

If you'd like some visuals: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bl143kuuqE8

Lyrics

I’ve got a surprise for you  
Like Miles you’ve been feeling ‘kinda blue’
Missin’ Valentine’s was hateful 
Now we’re here in April
But I’ve got a surprise for you

First thought about getting a tat-too
An arrow through the heart, that’s cut in two
Or something from your wish list
We don’t have to wait till Christmas
I’ve got a surprise for you
 
I’ve got a surprise for you
So what if we’re financial-la-ly screwed
No compromises
When it comes to surprises 
I’ve got a surprise for you   

I’ve got a surprise for you
I’ve got a surprise for you
Open up your eye-ziz
I know you like surprise-ziz
I’ve got a surprise for YOoooooooouuuuuuu xxx

I've Got A Surprise For You!

I 've Got A Surprise For You! (feat: joerxworx)

Life goes on day by day and that's the best thing that can be) My new little track is about that) Enjoy listening) Music Composed/Produced by Guitarbeard © 2021

Buy https://guitarbeard.bandcamp.com/track/day-in-day-out

Day In Day Out

Music & Lyrics T.Clua 
01/2022
First test for starting year

People

Recorded last year my first notes on this track when mixed started with the word 'madness'.
Somewhat refined by editing the structure is ABCBDBEBB...
'B' could represent both bridge and breakdown...the heart of the piece and the initial musings on a alto sax/flute riff that sort of drifted off into improvised ramblings.
Other sections feature flute solo, melodica/synth, distorted clarinet and soprano sax in celtic mode and rumbling triple tongued bass-effect alto sax.
Behind it all (somewhere) is a chugging thai violin. 
Still somewhat crazy.

Thanks to Dianne C. Zweig for artwork.
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/165859198762625196/

Stomp And Reel Breakdown

I like many am shocked and appalled at what is unfolding before us. In the midst of this darkness I salute the people who are opening their hearts and offering assistance to the refugees from this disastrous conflict.

Here are some UK links to appeals providing humanitarian aid. I'm sure each country has equivalent appeals happening now.

https://www.dec.org.uk/appeal/ukraine-humanitarian-appeal
https://www.oxfam.org.uk/oxfam-in-action/current-emergencies/ukraine-crisis-appeal
https://www.unicef.org.uk/donate/donate-now-to-protect-children-in-ukraine/

Empathy For The Agony

Beautiful Girl

I live in a country where, for example:

•	A new “animal welfare” bill will ensure that around 100 million sentient animals each year will suffer extreme, prolonged trauma and pain as they are slaughtered without having first been stunned.  This is in order to respect minority religious beliefs.
•	Male convicted child abusers and rapists who decide to “identify as a woman” have the right to serve their sentences in women-only prisons so that their rights are not compromised.
•	The desperate, hysterical craving for universal “equality” manifests itself in obscene levels of positive discrimination to deliver race / gender etc "quotas".
•	Ransoms of hundreds of millions of pounds are paid to crass despotic theocracies to release hostages – money that will fund the development of nuclear programmes that those state-agents of god intend to deploy for the obliteration of neighbouring countries and their cultures.
•	A high ranking female politician declines the invitation to define what a woman is, for fear of “being dragged down a rabbit hole”.
•	Police and local government services turn a blind eye to industrial scale sexual abuse of vulnerable young girls to avoid stirring racial tensions.
•	It is decreed that if we can’t buy our oil from a thief we may as well buy it from a murderer as pumping our own plentiful supplies locally may offend environmentalists.
•	Ad infinitum.

The country I live in used to be called England.

Last night I read her the last rights, sang her this little poem I made up for her and cradled her as she slipped fitfully away.

I didn’t bother to mark the grave.
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The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Whisper, sweet love,
Did you feel any hurt,
As they hacked at your heart
With their blunt knives of dirt?
Love of my life!
Did you feel any pain?
As they raised up their rocks
To stone your brain.

The true paragon of fair
Balanced and just.
Slain by dogmas of air
Lunatic liberal lust.
I’ll lullaby your dead heart
That pulmonary shocks can’t restart
We’re history consigned,
To bedlam resigned.
But I’d rather rot dead
Than wake in a contemporary bed
Of moral principle smoothies
In a world that eschews me.
Hush, don’t make a fuss, there’s no need to discuss
Spinning whirlpools of statuesque dust
All relics of pride, I’ve laid delicately aside
In simple disgust.

The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Thank you for joining me on another attempt at music. 
This track is to counter some of the doom and gloom that has taken over my mind.
When you look at the statistics of poverty, crime, and human misery, the numbers show that life is getting better for most people. 

lyrics:
no waste
no war
no lonely
no poor
no disease
no crime sprees
enemies

it may seem like
out of our sight
never closer 
than this very night.

you dont have to imagine
all the pieces are in place
love will hold us
science will save

yes peace
yes trees
yes equality
yes love
yes clean free energy
we will rise up
like everyone in time
never closer 
than this very night.

Art: Saving the world with science. Illustration by John Devolle

hopium

Still Burning

Aurora Calida

A rambling guitar fest,an overindulgent lyrical example of cereal box religion and home grown philosophy. Still,it's pretty short!

We've been here a million times
The wheel will turn again

Don't think of life in absolutes
To succeed or fail
We are merely players
In a futile tale

I have no pretence of honour
I won't be falling on my sword
Principles are fine you see
If it's what you can afford

I'll tell you my stories
Solemn tales and grave
It took me years to teach
My mind to misbehave

No Principles-The Storyteller

I keep bees and write music
Big thanks for your support!!! You find my music also on Drooble https://drooble.com/sergey.chuprikov and Hearthis https://hearthis.at/sergey-chuprikov/