Relax))))) ๑Miper๑ and Conover

The Inescapable

A track for a movie about drawing blood at 3 am in a hospital.   Abstract poetry to say the least.  

Begins as [Instrumental], then words.  

[Lyrics]
Where you live
Where you go
And yet you're not conscious anymore

Up in the snow
turning to water
like a fish you 
avoid the surface

Finding the truth
Aligning with doubt
You must shout
I am not you.

3:02 AM BLOOD (remix of 3:00 AM Blood)

I asked Mia if I could sing background vocals with her on this wonderful song "Relax". She agreed and with her kind permission I invited https://soundcloud.com/juswel in for electric guitar sweetening. This is the outcome.
We hope you you enjoy
Bruce & Mia

RELAX

Relax
Relax your mind
Relax your body
Surrender 
Let go
Fill your heart with light
fill your soul with love
Let love shine in.
Relax
You are beautiful
I am beautiful
We are all beautiful
We are all one
May we all be happy
May we all be healthy
May all live happy lives
Fill your heart with light
Fill your soul with love
Let love shine, in.
Relax
Surrender

Here is the link to Mia's original track  https://soundcloud.com/miper/relax

Notes from Mia on her page for Relax
This song I wrote in India during a TTC(Yoga teacher training). I wrote it for my first ever lesson I was going to have. I was SOOO nervous, and I refused to have more than 4 "students". 
I remember some of my fellow students got very dissapointed (Im still sorry, but I was just too nervous;)
So anyways this song was for the last part of the lesson, where it was time for some "Savasana" Relax time.. also called "Corpse pose" haha. 
And now I felt for producing it. 
I hope you like it <3

Relax  (Miper/Conover/Welin)

Bed Music composed and performed by https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas
Lyrics, Vocals, synth, guitar solo and added production by conover
Horn solo by https://soundcloud.com/styrmonix
Guitars and Jazz guitar solo https://soundcloud.com/juswel

Please be kind to me
I can only be happy for so long
When you retire
Are you ever going to retire?
You could enjoy your golden years
You could stay or you could go
You could read a book
or go to the show

Your kids will visit you
They will be the talk of the town
Will take good care of you at Destiny Found 

Please be kind to me
I can only be happy for so long
When you retire

Are you ever going to retire?
You could enjoy your golden years
You could stay or you could go
You could read a book
or go to the show

Your kids will visit you
They will be the talk of the town
Will take good care of you at Destiny Found

Destiny Found Inc.  conover/Rivas

Composed and Performed by Jussi Welin https://soundcloud.com/juswel
Orchestration by Roman Czerny    https://soundcloud.com/gotchi
Flute performed by Jörg Stohwasser  https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
vocals, production and mix by conover
mastered at Abbey Road by Alex Gordon
www.abbeyroad.com/engineer/alex-gordon
© 2017 Conover/Welin

Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day's useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one;
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colours from our sight
Red is grey is yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion\\

Spoken word penned by Graeme Edge of the Moody Blues
Voiced by conover
Artwork by https://soundcloud.com/dominiquefrench and conover
Photograph c) 2014 Nicolas McComber
https://mccomberphoto.wordpress.com

B r e a t h e D e e p.   (The Conover/ Welin Adventure)

Male vocals and lyrics added by conover
© 2017 Conover/Juli im Mai

Procrastination

Music by https://soundcloud.com/dom-ffm
Voice and lyric by https://soundcloud.com/conover
Orchestration by https://soundcloud.com/gotchi

It was just a little part
With all these little pieces
There were miles of excuses and indeed they had their reasons
For what?
Let’s talk about why:

Now I knocked on many doors
And I made all of the 'phone calls
I turned off all my lights and left my purpose on the floors
For what?
Let’s talk about why:

Life is precious but it's stolen from an old man on the way
That's what I say….
It's what I feel

That's what I feel....

64 is getting old now…
I know
I feel it...
64 is getting old now…
I know
I feel it... just a little bit

65 is down the road for a young man and his dreams
In his pack
And he's never looking back….
No way...

No way...
There always a path home...

65 Seems Old (Conover / DOM / Gotchi)

Track

An explosive, high voltage blues rock number intended to ignite the flame inside you, inside each and everyone of us! So, please, just pretty-please, take the one you love & have a good time tonight🔥🙌🔥

Dearest Stefan, thank you so much for your wonderful friendship and asking me to sing on your Bomb-Fire track that I find out of this world amazing, every bit of it! I'm so deeply pleased, so very proud to be working with you...May this song ignite the fire within each & everyone of us🌷🙌🌷

Rockin' Deep | Music by Stefan van Walsum | Music & Lyrics by REKHA | New Collab, March 29th, 2020

Check out the amazing music of Stefan van Walsum: https://soundcloud.com/stefan-van-walsum

Rockin' Deep - Music & Lyrics by REKHA

Oo Yeah
Baby you look so fine to me
Can't you see I'm your lovin' woman
And there's no one else I'd rather be with
Ahn, yeah, yeah, how, how , how

We're goin' out tonight
I'm gonna put my red dress on and my high heels
We're gonna have a really good, good time Baby

Come on take my hand
Take it for I'm full of your love
You are my Darlin' and I want you to
Have a good time with me tonight
Wo-Ho-Ho, Ha, Ha, Ha

Babe, Babe, Babe...
You know you look so fine
Gonna put my red dress on
With my shiny high heel shoes
We're gonna, rock the night away
We're gonna rock and roll like no-one else can
We're gonna rock and roll, with my man, I'm gonna
Give you everything you ever wanted and more
You are my

Oh take my hand
You are, Eh-Eh-Eh
Wo-Oh, Oh, Oh
How, How, How, How-Ha
Wo-Ho
Wo-Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh ,Oh
Oo-Ahn...Yeah
Wo-Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Hey, Ahn-Wey-Own
Oo

Oo Baby come on dancin' with me
I'm gonna put on my red dress and my high heel shoes
We're gonna, rock-rock the night away
Cuz' you are my man and I'm you're good lovin' woman
We've got so much to share
Rock the night away-hey
Oo-Ahn...
Oo-Ahn
Oo-Ahn-Ahn-Ahn...Yeah
Oo-Ahn-Ahn-Ahn-Ahn
Wahn, Wahn, Wahn
Wahn, Wahn, Wahn....
Wo-Ho, Wo-Ho

Original Photo, Graphic & Cover Art Design by REKHA Iyern [Fe]
Music by Stefan van Walsum, Germany
All instruments were played by Stefan van Walsum. 
The drums were programmed with Toontrack's EZ-Drummer-2.

Mix and Mastering by SvW at Nandi´s Cavern-Studio, Germany

All Lead & Harmony Vocals Composed & Produced, Performed & Recorded, Mixed by REKHA @ IYERN Fe RECORDS in CANADA
Copyright by Stefan van Walsum and REKHA Iyern [Fe] Records CA 2020

Rockin' Deep

Rockin' Deep | Music/Stefan van Walsum | Music/Lyrics/REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Classic ROCK Mar 29/2020

Six Feet from Heaven

Alex Arcady:  Drums, Mix & Master
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Trombone, Vocals

Photography by Tim Cannon
Mixed & Mastered at Joytime Studios, Togliatti
Recorded at Gatsby´s Garage

This song is for Sar Araion who disappeared. Thanks for listening!

Hey Now!

Missing  (Where Is Sar?)

Many thanks to Lady Of Fire Poetry, whose vocal sample is featured here.
Visit: @ladyofire

Shake

The photo is Marc performing in a house concert at our place in 2005. Water On Stone has always been a real favorite of Marc's songs and we set about recording it about 10 years ago. Marc being a perfectionist - it look ages just to record his guitar and vocal and I added the 2nd guitar and vocal later. This is much like how we performed it as a duo. What a force was Marc - such a huge personality in our lives.

Marc Steyn - Water On Stone

Run, Rivas, Run
https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies
Jimmy stood upright, stomach sucked slightly concave, lips gently pursed as he admired his full length reflection in the hallway of the Woodlands Hotel. He had treated himself to a new, snug running jersey, matching shorts and trainers. He looked briefly left and right, checking he wasn't observed and adjusted the inner-liner elastic around his groin, which had snagged and ridden up into a pinching diagonal. He dipped into four deep squats, and then shadow boxed in the mirror, finishing a combination with a looping right hook, which overbalanced him slightly and tweaked his ankle. He adjusted the elastic again...front and back this time.

"More comfortable, Sir?"
Jimmy let out a yelp and reddened a little. He turned sharply to see a large, flamboyantly dressed older lady, in a pink and gold lamé shellsuit, a huge meringue of peroxide hair, scarlet-lipped and navy eye-shadowed.

"See ya out there Sonny" she said as she shimmered past and broke into a lumbering trot out of the main entrance and into the woods.

Jimmy set his stopwatch, retied his laces, screwed his earphones into his ears and set off. There was only one route into the woods. Jimmy intended quickly accelerating past Liberace's Mum and running hard in the pure woodland air. He powered through the first 300 yards and saw her vanishing around a bend in the road. She looked rather like an ice cream sundae from behind he though, then told himself not to be unkind and took the opportunity to break wind sharply whilst undetected.

As he leaned into the bend, travelling at impressive velocity, he looked up and she was gone.. he squinted into the distance and saw nothing..another bend maybe 200 yards away.. looked around..nothing.

He glanced at his watch..pulse was high, good pace. Settled into a steady rhythm..gouged again at his elastic. Time to appreciate the air, the pine scent, the peaceful, creaking, whispering trees. The hypnotic percussion of footstrike...Jeez..there she is! Shuffling and galumphing in the distance..how the..?

She disappeared around another bend. Jimmy's knees and elbows pumped higher and harder. Cut into the bend..relieved to see her, drew up alongside her, quietened his breathing a little, touched the peak of his hat as he passed

"Those shorts nipping, Sonny?"

Jimmy muttered to himself, irritated and a little embarrassed. He waited until she was out of sight, double checked and gave a savage yank at the elastic, both hands, at the front.

The next couple of miles were uneventful, save for the frequent need for adjustment and the cumulative effect of the sawing elastic against tender intimates. The last quarter mile and Jimmy discovered that slight bowleggedness gave some relief. A sign for the Hotel..the facade comes into view, then..she's there! Same four-inch lollop, turkey-winged elbows.. How? Impossible! A final, orchid-rasping sprint but he couldn't catch her.

Wheezing like a quarry cat, Jimmy went to the Reception Desk for his room key. The kindly gent, rosy-cheeked and twinkly eyed..like a shaved Santa..

"Nice run Sir?"
Jimmy nodded, too out of puff to answer
"Been out with the triplets, eh?"
Jimmy looked at him, bemused. He was looking into the bar room
Three identical versions each held up a cocktail glass and winked in unison.

Jimmy touched the peak of his hat, and could only smile
He looked back at the Receptionist

"Forgive me Sir, but I think you may have put your shorts on back to front"
Jimmy felt behind him and touched a drawstring.

"Will Sir require some talcum powder?"
Jimmy nodded minutely and took the elevator..the stairs, he was certain, would have drawn blood

24/Septenber/2020

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