So much feeling from that voice, beautifully arranged...

Great message I wish more would adopt. Really enjoyed this!

@803992456: Thanks very much for listening!

Full of emotion, the voice is warm, it communicates the text perfectly

Agree about the Leonard Cohen feeling in the prev. comment

You don't half do a good breakdown, do you? Excellent songwriting again. More, please.

HAGE PARADISE

Lyrics
talk
if you want to avoid the worse
i can let you live
or let you die

talk 
i want the whole truth
you need to understand 
that it s no time to die 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse that bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond 

talk
you know like me 
that you'll never say again 
 you'll escape me

talk 
you know you're wrong
to keep protecting 
the man with the golden gun 

I must save the world 
from those filthy beings
i have to diffuse this bomb 
just in a few seconds
i live surrounded with bombs
red , brown or blonde
just remember my name !
my name is Bond .. James Bond

My Name Is Bond (translated lyrics)

Our first new song as Watchglass reunited. This started as a single idea that came to me through pondering another duo, Moon and Aries, who make music, separated by half a planet and yet not separate at all in their vision and shared passion. We hope you enjoy!  
PS Mark made a YouTube video for this one and we would love for you to stop by and let him know what you think. He's a quiet achiever but he's really proud of this and ought to be so.
https://youtu.be/sm6s5wXZqbw

It's not every day
It's not every lifetime
Something like this comes along
Hold it close
Feel it breathe
You have each other now.
She's come back to you.
There could be worse things
And better still to come.

Copyright Gina Graham 2022

If you love me keep me

Eons Romance

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

modern day

photos are memories I keep within my mind
stored in the basement in a crate I’ll never find
songs are the stories and the places I have been
authored before this mental knot I’m tangled in

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears

poets and prophets weave our words into their art
read in dramatic mien and spoken from their heart  
unseal the parchment let the words escape their cage
left with a book with seven hundred empty page

styles we made are old and frayed 
where all the past is filed away
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
the sky is wet with ink

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears
modern day is bland and beige
remembrance of the golden age
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
my heart is black as ink

Modern Day

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually, as part of a future solo album)

Greetings my SC friends. I have a fun one to share with you today. In fact, it might exceed the legal limits for perky and quirky… so don’t go driving under the influence. :D

So here we are, choking down the remainder of January 2023 (try it with the honey mustard. It goes down a lot easier). Here in the US, many of us are trying to make the most of this potentially quieter year, as we count down to what I like to call Apocalyptageddon (otherwise known as the 2024 Presidential Election).

Despite (or perhaps in the face of) the ‘OMGHOLYSHITARGH!!!’ going on everywhere, I’m seeing the most interesting evolutions in this community. And it’s not just me noticing this. I’ve recently read quite a few comments about how much people have grown creatively. I’m seeing huge strides in the musical skills and songs of so many of our SC friends, many in just the past year. And I have a theory for why that is… and I am prepared to demonstrate…

Imagine for a moment that you are a human being with feelings. Someone comes up to you and says “I love who you turned out to be. You have a great mind and a great imagination. Your creations are quite magical. And I really want to spend more time in your space, seeing what you do next.”

If you’re like me, and I know I am (line blatantly stolen from a favorite MST3K), positive reinforcement like that is tremendously motivating. I can’t wait to get back to my creative space to see if I can make something even more awesome the next time. I know to a certain degree, that’s just me feeding my ego. But let’s face it. Ego is the Operating System we have been provided in this lifetime; and it does love to feed (it’s overfeeding that leads to bloating, so just try to keep to healthier serving sizes).

Now imagine again that you are one of those peeps with feels. Someone comes up to you and says “You suck. You’re worthless. You always will be.”

I personally find this slightly less motivating. And if you already have a less than ideal self esteem, that kinda crap sinks in deep and destroys confidence.

I think the point I’m trying to make is, the human experience isn’t meant to be a hermit-like adventure. I’m pretty sure loving ourselves for just being us may be one of the highest achievable goals. But as long as the ego is in the pilot’s seat, we need interaction (both verbal and physical). We need validation. We need to feel like our lives are meaningful. And we get that from each other. But it’s important to remember a subtlety… we also have the privilege of giving that to each other. And giving might actually be more beneficial to the soul than getting, where this gift is concerned.

This is where so many of you come in. You are the kind and loving voices, letting people know they’re doing great. You take the time to remind them, their creative explorations are worth the effort. Many of you motivated me to try harder through positive reinforcement, and even direct guidance. And I happily watch as you continue to do the same for the folks just starting up. You’re a beautiful bunch of people, and I admire you greatly. 

So please, you wonderful souls, keep doing what you’re doing; both being creative and being supportive. We all benefit from the kindness this group generates. We are all inspired to be better people through the actions of those who help us out along the way. You are all a huge positive influence in my life, and I hope I can be the same for you. Let’s make 2023 obnoxiously loving, friendly and funny. Let’s brighten this world again, dancing naked on the dining room table, a rose clamped tightly between our teeth.

I hope you enjoy my latest sonic meandering ‘Choosing Our Own Adventure’. :)

WTF! The Musical

Choosing Our Own Adventure

Lyrics (Original Song)
Fear can make us jump like a puppet on a string
Survival mode to the rescue designed to save our skins
But when I let fear get a hold of me 
I can never be who I am meant to be
Am I my brother’s keeper  
Am I a stranger’s friend
Can I find safe harbor  
where I can live my life despite my fear  
The Dragon Slayer warned us of  the enemies in our midst
who strips the clouds of rain corrupts our spirits
So we rallied around the Dragon Slayers banner
And forgot the kindness we once knew
Repeat Chorus
In an instant fear rallies against danger
But calls us to set aside the beauty that blooms only  when we feel safe inside
Repeat Chorus

Fear

The Valuable Friends:

@janinelevinson - Incredible Vocals and Voice Effects
@rick-4-1 - Beautiful Drums
@phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

WAITING FOR THE RAIN

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill

The hidden lines and lives
Walk their natural time above the plain
From hill fort to the bunkers underground 
The hill can quicken up your pulse
Standing on Dryhill
You can taste it on your breath
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain 
Waiting for the rain

Aeons old and yesterday
In a scintillation (Standing on Dryhill)
A breathless moment under 
The curious twinkling stars (Standing on Dryhill)
The water moves beneath us
It moves below the ice

(below, be-low)

A long-gone, summer swift scream
The hill is not dry
The vines do not wither
Rippling the waters of our many lives
The heart of the hill 
Beats on
Pushing the sleeping rabbit to awake and run (run, run, run)
Seize the seasons
Hang the reasons
In a thousand years the hill will not remember us or its many names…
Our heads boiled, eaten down to the white bone

And the vines abide
And lean on old familiar ways
From Hadrian to the Satellite Empire
You can feel it in your soul
You can feel it in your soul
Standing on Dryhill
Standing on Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Standing on Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Looking from Dryhill
Waiting for the rain
Waiting for the rain

Standing on Dryhill…

Phil McWalter Jan 2023
Recorded at Dryhill, Upper Rissington, Coventry and California
Art: My own manipulated image from the top of the hill...

Waiting For The Rain

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It's May, the warm season has begun! How about having breakfast with someone you really like or are in love with? That's what the song is about. We tried to capture the atmosphere of the morning.
“Weekend! Saturday morning! The night makes way for the early day and in the early sun rays of light you bring the covered breakfast tray. The smell of fresh coffee fills the room in this sunny month of May…”

Breakfast with You

Wrote this song years ago about loss then rearranged it recently to reflect on the loss of my youngest brother.

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