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This is a song I wrote and recorded in the back room of a desolate farm house outside Stellenbosch. It's a very raw, acoustic sound, bringing me back to my roots. I only have the gift of music to give so I wrote this to all the mothers of the world. Bless you.... and Happy Mothers Day, everyday.

Oh Mi Madre

Feat: Lucy Kruger on vocals & Jess Van De Merwe on tenor Sax
Written & Arranged By Riaan Smit (Redeye Riaan)
Published by Sheer Music Africa

Recorded & Produced by Jo Ellis (Bloo room studio's)

photo by: Jonx Pillemer

Just Dreaming

Give It All Away

Datun

We're going here &amp; there &amp; Back again.
on the N7 to the B1 and back.
061 to 021

Desert Rose (back in Nam)

Silver Dollars

04 - THE SPELL

07 - MIRROR

This is a festival love story, when two people meet in the moment they are feeling their best, when they are the best versions of themselves.

Critical Mass

Take A Chance

the 4th Studio album by Crimson House "Bounceology"

Unicorns - Crimson House

Vocals, electric guitar, Sannie Fox
Vocals, Adrian Day (Bilderberg Motel)
Drums, Werner Von Waltsleben
Bass, Omar Kimmie
Engineered and Mastered at Paris Zannos Studios
Lyrics and composition, Sannie Fox
2013

Freedom

“A revelation of the divine power of music to transcend the barriers of class and race and not only delight and uplift men of different colour, creed or occupation but also to make them feel as one by virtue of music’s exaltation and is a noblement of mans soul and spirit.”
Uys Krige

Would i be free of the things holding me ?
Would I be free like some?
Yeah I’ll be ready when my freedom finally comes

Under the heel of the boss
Here’s one for the road
Told the boss to get lost
And Returned to the Unknown

He said if all this,
Could fill the body of a ship and be sent away across the seas to expand,
In the middle of an ocean and be turned into big dreams

He wanted Freedom
He wanted to feel free-
Freedom for all to touch
And for all to see
He said if I could turn,
This flame into a fire that never dies, a flame to burn,
So high it touches the sky with its hands

He said if I could turn these shadows into a hundred silver horses
If I hurled my bitter quarters out into open waters?

History’s got its band around me, I got it, mother its my disease (x2)


Desert Rose (back in Nam)

Crimson House

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