Your music and your voice are unique. And what I particularly admire is that it's not just your voice that sings. Your voice, heart and soul sing together. Great, Conil. 👏

What a great song! What a fantastic voice!

Another masterpiece, thank you Conil for sharing your tracks! Wonderful!

would love to be able to hold notes that long

Just come back for another listen. Lovely 👏

Round Midnight - Lyrics 

Round midnight when the engine’s on
Lose my head from the rolling throng
Get my house out of the fire
Get my car out of the wreckage pile
Straight out of lullaby land 
Straight out of Birdland
Like waking up in the morning without my head in my hands

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And I woke up around midnight to see Charlie Parker fly in a saxophone
Well there's gold on the road

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Charles Mingus
That’s so like Philly Joe Jones
Miles she likes your Miles Davis shit
Miles Davis shit 
Miles Davis shit 

Gone midnight and I'm just moving on 
With a couple of fellas with sticks and songs
Got my head into a St. Louis fire
Haven’t seen daylight for a couple of nights
Straight out of lullaby land
Straight out of Thelonious land
Like waking up without feeling like my head’s been up my ass

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And if I’m not home before midnight I'll be playing here with this whiskey and these songs
From somewhere out of the earth

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Second cousin of the Dizzy man
And the nephew of the devil
A girl sent to me by the devil

I'm getting it on and I can’t do me wrong
Got jazz inside my vein now and the blues even comes out of my asshole
It's the door to my soul

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Strange Part of the Country

Round Midnight

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Years Between - Lyrics

Time to go home
Time is not enough

And I have seen down the ways of time
And I feel them coming through me in waves

In my life, like a shadow in the sunlight
Just passing over all the days and the years between
And the long way and the journey into night and day
And when it's over our days are lost into real life

Breathe in the years
Time greeting me

And how all these things have me weighed down
When I have seen far away

And in my life, like a shadow in the sunlight
Just passing over all the days and the years between
And the long way and the journey into night and day
And when it's over our days are lost into real life

And what about when I get old?

And in my life, like a shadow in the sunlight
Just passing over all the days and the years between
And the long way and the journey into night and day
And when it's over our days are lost into real life

And what about now?

Years Between

Old Irish Drunks - Lyrics

Well he left home one Sligo day and he kept on going until he came to a halt
And they heard nothing of their lost son since London had swallowed him up
Each night he drank himself to sleep in a town where he lived but did not belong
These streets were built by men who came from the earth then covered it up

They built these streets of Cricklewood
They built these streets of Kilburn
They built these streets of Cricklewood
And they built them good
Built them good

Living on the far edge he broke his toes in the High Road cold
His last days he told me how much he loved all he said he hated most

They built these streets of Cricklewood
They built these streets of Kilburn
They built these streets of Cricklewood
And they built them good
Built them good

And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain

Built them good
Built them good
Built them good
Built them good

Old Irish Drunks

we listen to our music and stare at the silver screen
that’s where we got all our wisdom
but we haven’t learned a lesson yet,
no we haven’t learned a lesson yet oh no, oh no

records and concerts and flowers and dope
love-ins and blue jeans and politics and hope
meditation yoga and non pollutant soap, oh yeah
it all loses meaning when you’re crazy and broke
it all loses meaning when your crazy and broke oh no

it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
oh yes i swear now that i’m aware now
oh yes i swear now i say a prayer now

we listen to our music glued to the colored sets
we pretend that we don’t care at all
but we haven’t learned a lesson yet,
no we haven’t learned a lesson yet oh no, oh no

communes and stereos and women’s rights,
it all loses meaning in the new moonlight
dance in the clubs to the lazer lights oh yeah
it's all or nothing, which one is right
its all or nothing, which one is right oh no

it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
it’s just the time now to sing the rhyme now,
oh yes i swear now that i’m aware now
oh yes i swear now i say a prayer
..........
written & sung by eddie angel
produced and recorded by kid otari
drums by greek god yannis alfiers
keyboards by guillaume
guitars & additional vocals by naldo

Recorded on Otari MX5050 8-channel 1/2" tape at the Laundry Room, Oakland California

Silver Screen 3.3-4 44k EQ'd

Silver Screen

“4 Stars - Q Recommends”
- Q magazine

From the album Strange Part of the Country:

w/ Grammy-winner Tchad Blake (Tom Waits, Elvis Costello), and bass legend Danny Thompson (Robert Plant, Nick Drake)

"One of the most original artists out there"
- Blues Matters magazine

Time Settles - Lyrics: 

And the decision made a hole, a vacancy in a vital inner chamber in my bones
This is what finally separated me from all my friends for whom I became skeletal

Time settles over me
Time settles over me 

And then the places I visit became the same inside world that I thought I was in
And like a fly scribbling the air I know neither the place nor what the hour is

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And I, far off inside, was old

And now the years are closing in, each minute the last minute and following me

Time Settles

Written By Nick Drake
Vocals / Acoustic - DMc.Music
Lead Guitar - I. Granton
Taken From The Nick Drake EP - Listen/Stream On Bandcamp - https://3844dmc.bandcamp.com/album/nick-drake-ep


Place To Be (Lyrics)

When I was young, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I'm older, see it face to face
And now I'm older, gotta get up, clean the place
And I was green, greener than the hill
Where flowers grow and the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be
And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought I'd see when day was done
Now I'm weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you

Lyrics - Written By Nick Drake Copyright @IslandRecords
credits
from Nick Drake EP
Performed By DMc.Music / Ian Granton
Recorded By David Tolley / DMc.Music
Copyright @IslandRecords
Listen/Stream Bandcamp - https://3844dmc.bandcamp.com/album/nick-drake-ep

Place To Be

Best of me
Written and Recorded by ThreePhotons Jan 2025


Written in B-flat Major for my wife 😉
Trying for a vintage jazz sound. Thanks for listening. 
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Technical Details:

Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 175
Lead Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Guitar Amplifier: Fender George Benson Hot Rod Deluxe
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay

Bass Guitar: Fender Squire recorded with API 505 DI
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mic: AEA R44 vocals
Mic preamps: API 312

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

Best of me

With the fall of the Assad regime, Syria is once again thrust into the international spotlight as new leadership takes hold promising much while its citizens took to the streets celebrating the ousting of Assad and now wait hopefully for positive change.  The country has been in a civil war of unspeakable cruelty since 2011. The swift changes have been on Peter's heart through the holiday season. It is a country, a land, and a culture that is deeply rooted in history going back over 10 millennia.  In many ways it is a cradle of Western civilization but its people are at a contemporary crossroads wanting what we have; peace, prosperity, civility, and freedom to determine their destiny as a nation.  This song addresses that hope, the first release of the year for our little international ensemble.  
Lyric, narration/singing - Peter the poet - @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely left & right guitar - David D - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, guitar, mix & production - Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria (Seagull, Peter, David)

prod. @yunnygoldz
lyrics:
Things got lost and lost our hope
Second chances still got choked
Highways always stall to slows
And true love always hurts the most

Honestly im telling the truth there aint been truer words
You got to meet my nan before she passed away in luneburg

had your bunny necklace laying for months on my nightstand
Whats tonights plan? Maybe rot in bed until i conceive the right plan
2 years fall apart within your hands, fine to grain and bits of sand
Even i had the bullseye point blank i doubt my shot would land
I need help now, im craving for attention even tho im in the background
Dont come back’round, cause i dont wanna waste more time just for it all to crash down


craving for attention even tho im in the background [prod. yunny goldz]

Morality Maven Album:

1. Impurity Bells
2. Pristine
3. From my Roots
4. Talk to me
5. Fuck the Flaw!
6. For the Meanwhile
7. Don’t Need to Know
8. January & December
9. Feather From a Swan
10. Walk in the Daylight
11. Drop me Slowly
12. Dysphoric Riches
13. I’m sweet, right?
14. D222RIVE (Interlude)
15. Utillix
16. Unrealistic
17. His Vision
18. Sonder
19. Ugly Wings
20. To be There (On Christmas)

Drop me Slowly

i'm writing and recording a song every night. this one is for my friend alex.

04 01 25 ~ 36 ~ 180

kill bill tee

"You don't sound like anyone else," said Danny Thompson - legendary bass player for Nick Drake and Joe Strummer - about English musician Conil.

Tchad Blake, the renowned audio engineer for Tom Waits and Paul McCartney, echoed Thompson's sentiment, declaring, "Strange Part of the Country is an awesome album! I still listen to it."

Conil's music reached great heights when Fleetwood Mac blues icon Peter Green paid a visit to his studio, driven by his admiration for Conil's music. The collaboration between the two resulted in a mesmerizing, mellow version of Conil's homage to the jazz greats, "Round Midnight."

As Strange Part of the Country continues to resonate with listeners around the world, it is experiencing a well-deserved renaissance and becoming an all-time favorite. 

Upon its release in the UK, Strange Part of the Country made some waves. Q magazine, the country's best-selling music monthly, recognized its exceptional quality with a prestigious "Four stars - Q Recommends" rating, while Blues Matters magazine celebrated Conil as "one of the most original artists out there," giving him the front cover feature.

Born in England, Conil's musical roots extend to England, Ireland, and France, but his deep affection lies with the sounds of American music.

Following the release of Strange Part of the Country, he embarked on a transformative journey, spending the past decade residing in various cities across the United States and Europe, including New York City, New Orleans, Chicago, Athens, and Berlin.

Conil is currently immersed in making a second album, a project that reunites him with the incomparable talents of Danny Thompson and Tchad Blake, as well as several other world class musicians.

Years Between

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