Crutches and Crows (Conover/Bach)


C r u t c h e s  &  C r o w s 

Crows.........................
they laugh at my Crutch
they say far to much
with me down in the streets
the Crows they make all the cash
they spend way to fast
and that can defeat
the Crows
they make all the money
they spend it so fast
and that thing won't last
the Crows 
they manage my future
and i just sit back
when they hang me to dry
i hang on my Crutch
i keep at my side

The Crows.........................

Music Katze Bach
Lyric/vocal conover




Crutches and Crows  (Conover/Bach)

Music: Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli
Instrumental composition, piano: Yann Kiferhttps://soundcloud.com/annkifer
Vocal and vocal composition, photo: Oddrun Eikli
Mix: Arne Hiorth
Poem: Emily Jane Brontë (The first verse of the poem: Come, walk with me)

Come, walk with me,
There's only thee
To bless my spirit now -
We used to love on winter nights
To wander through the snow;
Can we not woo back old delights?
The clouds rush dark and wild
They fleck with shade our mountain heights
The same as long ago
And on the horizon rest at last
In looming masses piled;
While moonbeams flash and fly so fast
We scarce can say they smiled -

Come walk with me, come walk with me;
We were not once so few
But Death has stolen our company
As sunshine steals the dew -
He took them one by one and we
Are left the only two;
So closer would my feelings twine
Because they have no stay but thine -

'Nay call me not - it may not be
Is human love so true?
Can Friendship's flower droop on for years
And then revive anew?
No, though the soil be wet with tears,
How fair soe'er it grew
The vital sap once perished
Will never flow again
And surer than that dwelling dread,
The narrow dungeon of the dead
Time parts the hearts of men 

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Come,Walk With Me. Poem: Emily Jane Brontë. Yann Kifer and Oddrun Eikli

This Train.....

Are the clouds out tonight
Are they really so fluffy and white
And the stars in the sky 
Can you really depend on their light

Cause all these things
I need to know
These are the ingredients
we need to grow

Maybe there’s a time to cry
And maybe there’s time to say

All aboard This Train
we don't know where we’re going
This Train
 it’s runnin off the tracks
This Train
 we can't see where were going

This Train……..

J. Rivas provided music  https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas
conover provided lyrics, vocal and guitar
© 2016 Conover/Rivas

This Train..  Conover/Rivas  (ｏ`皿′ｏ)

Cosmic Soup

"Love begins in a moment, grows over time, and lasts forever." - Unknown

For Mr. Harris, who is often the subject or recipient of new music...This one was written in celebration of our wedding anniversary. Our wedding took place many years ago on St. Patrick's Day, over Spring Break. It was a lovely day despite the completely unpredictable March weather, and the years since have been beautiful, through good times and as well as challenging times. 😊

Love Over Time

Rumors of War

Mesmerize

For my sixth birthday for weeks and weeks I begged my dad for a dog
But my dad didn’t think I was responsible enough and he was also kind of cheap
But I kept asking him constantly and finally he broke down
He gave me a little cabbage plant growing in a Styrofoam cup

He said if you take good care of this cabbage plant
Next year I’ll consider buying you a dog

I named him Charlie and I planted him in the flowerbed in the front yard
And every morning I’d go outside, and I’d feed him water and fertilizer
I’d update him on what was going on inside the house
And as far as cabbages go Charlie was a patient listener

Every night before I went to bed
I’d stick my head out the window and say goodnight to Charlie.

Our friendship was more than one of those passing fads
And every day Charlie grew until his head was bigger than my dad’s

And I guess my dad must have noticed too because one crisp autumn afternoon
Me and Charlie were sitting in the flowerbed listening to a baseball game
My dad came outside, and he said to me, it’s time for you to become a man

He reached down and he ripped my best friend Charlie out of the ground
For a couple of seconds, I could see his little roots gasping for soil 
Then we took him in the house and we cleaned and we gutted him

 And I swore that would be the last time I’d ever have a personal relationship
 with a vegetable of the cruciferous type
And as we sat around the table, eating our cabbage soup
It occurred to me I was so glad my dad hadn’t bought be a dog

I dedicate this song to Charlie because he made such a big impression on me
Those months we spent together made me so happy.
I go down the produce aisle at the grocery store.  I see those cabbages and it makes sad
I’m glad for the time we spent together.  Sorry it had to end up so bad.

Charlie (Cabbage Song)

A Sunday morning piano improvisation about starting over. 😊 Wishing a wonderful day to everyone listening.

"As the day ends...put your worries to rest. Tomorrow is another day, filled with hope, potential and promise." - Sue Krebs

Another Day

Dinner for two

My maternal grandmother's cousin, Bill, had a lifelong interest in magic. It all began during his childhood when he had the flu. A friend taught him a few card tricks to help pass the time, and from that moment on, he was captivated and dedicated himself to perfecting his skills. In 1929, shortly after college, Bill joined the Society of American Magicians, hoping to make magic his career. His parents were concerned and did not approve of their son becoming a magician and entertainer. They encouraged him to give up magic and follow his father into the insurance business. He tried it for a while, but the allure of magic was too strong, and he eventually became a professional magician. Throughout the 1940s and 50s, he was constantly touring, performing a wide variety of illusions alongside well-known entertainers of the era, as well as his wife, who was his onstage assistant. Sadly, after many years, magic and fame became an unhealthy obsession that took a significant toll on Bill and his family. However, in the beginning, it brought him a sense of wonder and adventure. This piece aims to capture those early years.

The Magician

ANARS ! où que tu ailles



Divide and Conquer  collaboration by Conover/Anmafean

Divide and conquer
This is how it works.
Maintaining control
Over those little things that lurk.
Reducing their power
Encourage dissonance,
These tried and true principles
Will elegantly work


Divide And Conquer     Conover/Anmafean

Clean your room  BC

Clean your room.
For once in your life. 

Take the rubbish out if you have time.
Then come running home to me.

Set me free 
For once in your life.
 give it a try.
I just can't tell you why
I just can't tell a lie.

Music by Michael Cain
Vocals and lyrics by bruce conover

Clean Your Room   "the rare version"  Conover/Cain

Music bed by Alex of https://soundcloud.com/the-dark-afterglow
Lyrics, Vocals, 1954 Hammond B3, Wurlitzer piano and mix by Conover  https://soundcloud.com/bruce-conover
© 2018 Conover/Dark Afterglow
I could fall back into those big brown eyes 
I could fall back into your arms
I could trust a woman with hands as soft as yours
I could hold on
I could hold on

I could be calling you from the phone booth just outside of town
I'm sure I'm the worst thing for you now
If you would take me back and let me go on living
I'll show I could hold on
I'm sure I could hold on
I'll show I could hold on
I'm sure I could......

Hang up the phone and follow your heart....


https://youtu.be/98oxrn6sx1g
Try this: 10 seconds into this music track click the link just above and turn the sound down on the YouTube video while going fullscreen.

Fall Back Fall Forward (Conover/The Dark Afterglow))

Original Bed music by @sergiocortes
Conover on Mix, Lyrics and Vocal
https://soundcloud.com/juswel on Guitar

Middle Of The Day  ((Conover Cortes and Welin))

If there was only two traits that came through in my music, I would hope that it would seem to be effortless and inevitable.
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