CrippleClub

Some of my Soundcloud Favourites #125

PERSONAL GOODBYE TO THE VINYL WORLD

Jazz and Blues New 2 -- Mute Underground - https://soundcloud.com/materialschlampe

Jazz and Blues 3

Donna La Mulatta

Tear Jerker

Highway Knight

To The Last Frontier

The term “Mellow” refers to both melodiousness and sweetness. “Afrodyte” refers to the goddess of love and fertility, Aphrodite. The main theme of this project is of course love which is depicted in all its states (encounter, enthusiasm, sensuality, jealousy,
sadness, hope).  I hope you will enjoy discovering my universe.

Special thank to these amazing and talented people :
Producer: Fair'Son 
Mix Mastering:  Phil aka Audioblend
Additional drums: Yannrms
Additional guitars: Simon Harel
Publisher: Abricatalog
Photographer and cover art: Cosmo Pista
Stylist:  Yulissa Aranibar
Makeup artist: Jess Oz

01 Tell Me The Truth

Another

Go Ahead!

DRUMAX No. 11 DANCING WITH VENUS .... Happy New Year !!!
https://soundcloud.com/docfritz // Composition, Arrangement, Soundscape, Rhythm-Design, Drums, Mix & Production
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx // Tenor Sax // EWI
© 2022 by docfritz and joerxworx / DRUMAX PROJECT

DANCING WITH VENUS

Josh Clary - Bass and Guitar work! Thank you!!
https://on.soundcloud.com/FZBBmwsHdSkTDMK49

Dim Sum Orgy

Dub is my weapon ...Positive Energy
 A Jungle Dub Fusion track ,between Jungle ,Dub ,Reggae ,Electro & Breakbeat...
The Picture is a part of my side ,when i'lm living in my city , inna di jungle , inna Babylon ...

Inna Di Jungle

Inna Di Jungle (Electro Dub Meet Jungle)

https://hotterthandecember.bandcamp.com/track/final-destination

Final Destination [Synthwave]

Website

Embrace

Alcoholic Summer Night

Dolbania - Alcoholic Summer Night

Distant Lights

TMSV Collaboration. Check out Simone Versitano's Original music at https://soundcloud.com/simone-versitano.

Always Gonna Be Me - With Simone Versitano

Well i have been promising myself for some time now to have a mid life crises, but i fear i may have left it too late because I'm probably TOO OLD  to have a mid life crises, so instead i wrote a song that to my mind and from Observing my friend who was young enough to  had a midlife crises i think this song encompasses most of the elements associated with a Male Mid life crises, if i have left any out please let me know and i can add them in ...ha ha 

Written, played and produced by Yours Truly: Johnny Mc .
I'm going to have me a mid life crises
I don't care what the price is  
I'm going to buy me a Strat 
I'm going to get me a Tat 
I'm going to roll those dices

Mid Life Crises

Supernatant

Bandcamp

Heuristics

Original Song by J.J. Terrell
Artwork is by friend's wife Margaryta Yermolayeva
Please check out her paintings at margaryta-yermolayeva.pixels.com

Original lyrics:

A lake, an ocean, to be crossed
The light shining through the surface, sometimes lost
Around the bottom of the sea we almost cried
I was never colder than that artic night

Going straight ahead is all that I can do
Up and down, all around; life's whirlpool
Lay my tail upon a rock
And dream

The schools of fish seemed lost in all the noise
A passing whale who lost his voice
A nice warm pool of a fleeting duel
A cloudy red trial, a happy ruse

The light shining through the surface is sometimes bright
The deeper you are, the harder it is, to tell day or night
Travel far and wide

The Lost Merman 🧜‍♂️

C-Piazza Barberini

Carpenter Brut - Looking For Tracy Tzu (Tommy '86 Remix)

An original idea by Jan Schonander

Lyrics, Lead Vocal: Amanda Sanderson https://soundcloud.com/phoebeelena
Guitars, Bass: N.o.B.S https://soundcloud.com/nobsmeyer
Music, Lyrics, 2nd Vocal, Piano, Synths, Drums, Mix, Master: Jan Schonander

I was never satisfied with the final mix and master of this track from over 3 years ago. Having learned a few tricks of the trade I revisited the mix and made quite a few changes involving selective limiting on some stems, saturation, upwards compression, cleaning up the drums, rebalancing of some of the levels, fixing the vocals, eliminating a superfluous synth and probably more that I can't remember. I decided to relaunch the track as I think there is a huge difference.

A rueful look back at what might have been.....if only.

IF ONLY

If only you could see through my eyes
If only I could find just one more way
If only we could go back in time
If the two of us didn’t feel so lonely
If only could be sublime

And I will never forget
I remember your tender embrace
I miss gazing into your eyes
I miss hearing your laughter
Seeing your smile
Feeling your love 

And yet
There’s so much more
Why I walked out that door
I can’t ever forget
Lying on my back 
On a cold floor

If only you’d never got mad
If only you hadn’t made me sad
I sing every night and day
I sing if only
If only

If we could get back to just having fun
If everything could be undone
If we could live on regret
If the two of us, had never met
If no-one had to run

If only you’d never got mad
If only you hadn’t made me sad
I sing every night and day
I sing if only
If only

I pray from Monday to Sunday
I pray for both of our souls
I sing every night and day
I sing if only
If only

If Only

Spotify

If Only Revisited | Amanda Kim Sanderson, N.o.B.S, TheGat(s)

K2 and the Three - drums, percussion, bass
@k2andthe3 / @k2-kara

Cosmic Keanu - mix, guitar and vocals

Mastered by Hobocop (OfficerMurphy)
https://soundcloud.com/metrocityrecords

Personal Jesus - Johnny Cash Cover (K2 and the Three & Cosmic Keanu)

My Everything

Thanos - Keys
Thannasis - Bass
Petros - Drums
Bill Barek - Guitar
Christos - Vocals , Lyrics

TASCAM DR-100

IN TO THIS WORLD

Very often, my tunes are journeys. This track took off on a rainy Tuesday evening in a cold and lonely Denmark and somehow ended on a Saturday night in a samba procession in Rio de Janiero. During the trip, you can hear me play a piano solo as well as a guitar solo. Lots of horns, percussion and a lot of details.

Night Flight To Rio

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums/Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement, Production

Video: https://youtu.be/kg9qOAl6KNM 

Although we all may want to continue with our creative pursuits for ever, age has a way of catching up with you in ways that you hadn’t envisaged.  Our 3-piece garage band still enjoy creating and recording new tracks but as time goes on, we’re all  becoming acutely aware that each song is taking a little longer than it did previously, the input required a bit more energy than the last.  Factor in all of the daily ‘looking after yourself’ stuff and you start to realise there's less and less time to do everything that needs doing.

Gal does pretty much all of the admin. work on our page (listening, commenting, re-posting and the like) and for various reasons, fitting all of this in has become a somewhat impossible task for him.  That is not to say he doesn't still enjoy interacting with all of you but is finding that he no longer has the time nor stamina to carry on.

For myself, as the one who generates the material, songs are taking longer to write and develop.  For Hans, who so brilliantly arranges and produces them, fitting the process in with his real life responsibilities certainly doesn’t get any easier.  

Consequently, we are announcing our retirement from active involvement here on SC.  As the song explains, we don’t really want to stop. It’s more a case of having to.  For family archive purposes, we still plan to record and upload songs from time to time but since we won’t be around to provide any return support, know it is wholly unreasonable to expect any listens or comments.  You have all given so much already.    

We never expected the last 10 years to happen the way they have and want you to know that it's been a journey the entire Reeves’ family have enjoyed so very much.  None of this would have been possible without the support of our many friends here on SoundCloud, whose encouragement has buoyed us through the difficult personal times. We’ve had an absolutely wonderful ten years and we wouldn’t have missed it for the world.  We wish all of you the best of luck in your future endeavours.  From the heart, to one and all, thanks so much for everything.  
(Terry Reeves)

Tens years passing, with many distant lands
Unexpected friends, using voice and hands
Sharing music with freedom of thought
Expression of kindness, always giving support 

Chorus:
I had the best time
No regrets to call
Look back to look forward 
Only sideways to fall

Fame has a limit to a number of choice 
Happy to share, no need for Rolls-Royce 
Talent not in question, music to give
Opinions from many, helping each other to live

Chorus

SoundCloud a vehicle, movement of skills
A decision of finance, no room for old thrills
Changing future, believe a much younger need
Stopping communication, no longer to feed

Chorus

I want to thank you for calling 
I don’t wanna say goodbye
I apologise for high notes falling 
I don’t wanna say goodbye 
I will try to keep music installing 
I don’t wanna say goodbye
I don’t wanna say goodbye                  

Time for a smile, to all the friends passing by
No need to regret the chancing look of an eye
Many comments exchanged, a feeling of strength 
No regret of creation, our garage band of length

Chorus

I DON’T WANT TO SAY GOODBYE     - CRIPPLE CLUB

Earth's orbital speed averages 29.78 km/s (107,208 km/h; 66,616 mph) - what we notice of this speed is almost nothing, except of the seasons :-) .... They say time flees, I don't think it does ;-) It is rather we who are taking the flight forward, but ... idle philosophising :-D ....... All instruments played and programmed by me, illustration from Pixabay, by AdisResic, with a bit of post-processing. Enjoy the time !

The rigid lake of time

'An Insubstantial Moment' .......a Smooth Jazz track.....

An Insubstantial Moment

Jacques Hotteterre (1674- 1763)
Alto recorders dúo, enjoy! 

Rondeau, Gay (Première suite de pièces, op.4, 1712)

KICK / Paploviante Download Bonus
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Free Download Bonus

Kick - Paploviante Download Bonus

Light My Fire by the Doors

… You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
… Come on, baby, light my fire
Come on, baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
… The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
… Come on, baby, light my fire
Come on, baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
… The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
… Come on, baby, light my fire
Come on, baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
… You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
… Come on, baby, light my fire
Come on, baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jim Morrison / John Densmore / Ray Manzarek / Robby Krieger
Light My Fire lyrics © Doors Music Company, O/B/O Capasso, Universal Music Publishing Group

WARM COVERS 3

LIGHT MY FIRE (Doors Cover)-LYRIC-Info here

That feeling when you pass through the clouds and enter the space called the Ether

Alone In The Ether

Out of the blue pink sky, a nice offer to collaborate came at a beautiful time,
I was free and dying to make something different. Thanks for those fun tracks PinkDot!

PinkElectricVolcano

PINK ElectricVolcano (Collab PinkDot)

Mind Blowing

ghost

Hello friends, Listeners, and Music lovers. ☺

We ask you to simply Let Go... and Let the Music gently lift you up and carry you as it expands and swells... rising to the first of many Crescendos!  😉

And Remember... Timothy and I are Improvising In the Moment. We have not preordained any chord patterns or anything. I started with my keyboard... and as we Listened Deeply, we heard something emerging. And if you really settle... and Let Go... you will hear it unfold as well. 😊 
 
All the sounds in this piece of Music are created with only a Fender Telecaster Guitar thru a Fender Reverb Tube Amp & a Kawai ES7 Stage Piano.                                                                                                                 
We recorded the improvisation through a Stereo ZOOM Microphone, the Cheapest function rich portable mic available. I MiXed it later in my Home Studio to bring out the fullness of what we heard as we were creating it.

Guitarist Tim Elliot and i are Really thrilled and delighted to offer you this music...   It's our first Track as the Band _  Shekinah Fire * which will now be the vehicle for all of our future Improvisational Creations.

And so... 
to each and every Listener who has enJoyed, commented, and supported our endeavors over the past year or so, we extend you a huge Thank You!  🤗 

And May you enJoy! 😊


© Gary Courtland-Miles & Tim Elliot 2023
℗ Gary Courtland-Miles 2023 & Tim Elliot 2023

Tim Elliot on Telecaster, Fender Reverb
Anomon   on  Kawai ES7 Stage Piano

Photo : The Egg Nebula in Polarized Light

Image Credit ©   Hubble Heritage Team (STScI / AURA), W. Sparks (STScI) & R. Sahai (JPL), NASA

Explanation:  Emerging from a Cosmic Egg, the star in the center of the Egg Nebula is casting away shells of gas and dust as it slowly transforms itself into a White Dwarf Star.  Indeed... the Egg Nebula is a rapidly evolving pre- planetary nebula spanning about one light year. It lies some 3,000 light-years away toward the northern constellation Cygnus. Thick dust blocks the center star from view, while the dust shells farther out reflect light from this star. Light vibrating in the plane defined by each dust grain, the central star, and the observer is preferentially reflected, causing an effect known as polarization. Measuring the orientation of the polarized light for the Egg Nebula gives clues to location of the hidden source. Taken by Hubble's Advanced Camera for Surveys in 2002, this image is rendered in artificial "Easter-Egg" colors coded to highlight the orientation of polarization.

Radiations* - Shekinah Fire

One Trick Pony

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Congas
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments,  Arrangement & Production

Illustration by Michael Tompsett

Behind the mix video:  
https://youtu.be/B8sz6TwQfh0?si=_vU1R8YKlnKTCMNm

My niece Sam has always been a wholly free and singular spirit, something which enables her to fully embrace life and live it exactly how she pleases.  For his proposal of marriage, her partner Tom arranged for a busker to play ‘Here Comes The Sun’ (her favourite song) as they walked along the beach one bright Sunday morning.  They decided to tie the knot on the Isle Of Wight, a small island set off the coast of Southern England and known by locals as ‘The Jewel Of The South’.  For various reasons, none of the band are able to travel to the ceremony, which is taking place today, on the 27th. August 2024 so, as means of both apology and compensation, I decided to write a song to commemorate the joining together of two profoundly unique people.  We hope our gift will always help remind them of this very special day on their Island of Dreams.

Most of my songs are connected to events from both past and present and as I searched for the catalyst that would light my path to a song for Sam and Tom, my mind alighted on something that happened at my 60th. birthday party.  

In the traditional Reeves’ fashion, live music was an essential part of the celebrations.  
To get things going, Gal and myself played a few Cripple Club songs, my brother Bri’s kids Joby and Blue did a couple of theirs until we eventually reached a point where it seemed there were more people on stage than in the audience.  For those in the latter category, I left various percussion instruments laying around so that even they could join in if they so wished.  Sam chose an old  tambourine, which sadly fell apart in her hands as she was playing.  She felt so guilty that she brought along her older sister Elizabeth for support when breaking the news to me, thinking I might not react too well.  But I just smiled and told her that these things happen.  Over the subsequent years it became something of a running joke between us and was referenced every time we met at birthday celebrations.

Consequently, it was uppermost in my mind when I was writing the song and is even  referred to in the lyrics, so it struck me as a good idea to buy her, from the band, a wedding present of a lovely new tambourine as a way of keeping the memory of that lovely evening alive.  I can’t wait to see her playing it….  

I am most indebted to both Hans & Gary for their input into the song it has become.  Most importantly, though, we all hope that Sam and Tom enjoy hearing it.  Our distanced garage band wish them a lifetime of happiness, music and fun.  (Terry Reeves) 

Sam and Tom on a journey, channel to cross
Ceremony of joining, no history being lost
No forgotten treasures of a family and past
Dancing for enjoyment, recognition to last

Chorus:
A theatre of emotions 
Performance of dreams
Forward excitement 
Happiness it brings (Happiness it brings)

The asking of questions, the answer I do
Legal bonding connection of one into two
Marriage much more than a paper to sign
Promise to each other, feelings underlined

Chorus

Partnership giving a respect and affection
Supporting each other, every life direction
Jewel of the South, East Afton Farmhouse shines
Confirmation of your love, together combines

Chorus

Best wishes from the band, club of enjoyment 
Thinking of you both, this very special moment 
Synchronicity of music, on new tambourine 
Lifetime share forever, supporting the theme 

Chorus

This tiny island, brings the largest of dreams
Combined love and kindness always to be seen
Celebrate marriage, squeezing close real tight 
Commitment forever, on this tiny island delight

ISLAND OF DREAMS - CRIPPLE CLUB

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement and Production

Reaching the age of 60 can signal a difficult time in one’s future life but may also, if you so choose, be a time when there is much to which you can look forward. My wife Jo was 60 earlier this year and wasn’t wholly enamoured with the idea so, as a family, we decided to make it extra special for her. If anyone deserves to be spoilt rotten it is she, having had to put up with me for 37 years along with being the most wonderful Mother to 3 fantastic children. Our family means the world to her, especially since we were blessed with 2 beautiful grandchildren and what she loves most of all is having them gathered around her. Over the years, we have followed the Reeves’ tradition of making Christmas a time to push out the boat in right royal fashion and as soon as December begins our house is festooned with lights and decorations, creating a party atmosphere that stretches right into the early days of the New Year.
In the lyrics, you’ll find many references to moments that always bring a certain Yuletide brand of merriment. For example, our Golden Retriever, ‘Prince’ Marvin The Magnificent’, makes it his exclusive responsibility to collect Jo’s slippers as soon as her back is turned. Try as you might, he won’t let you have them back until He decides the time is right (see cover pic). For myself, I take on the combined mantle of Court Jester - without fail, the same jokes every year folks - and Dextrous Magician (hence ’Abracadabra!’). I have recently discovered a new audience for these sleights of hand (of which they never seem to tire) in the shape of said Grandchildren, Richard and Theo.
We eat and drink our fill, we laugh and we sing, for even in a world as mad as this there is always room for a month of unbridled fun, so you’ll certainly get no apology from me! If you can imagine such a thing, this year we have decided to crank things up a little to make it extra memorable for Jo, starting with this special song to celebrate all of the Christmas days she has known. She doesn’t know about it yet so let’s hope it’s the catalyst for her best one ever. For me, I’m sure they must all have been memorable, merely because Jo has been there to see them.
Sincere thanks to all our loyal, generous listeners. Hope you all have a Peaceful, Relaxing and above all Happy Christmas & New Year!
ABRACADABRA! SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS!
(Terry Reeves)

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Sixty four to a twenty four phase
Family singing classic hit songs
Melodic vibes, help Jo party long
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Repeat the Father Christmas craze
Dressed in red with individual style
A gift for Dear Jo and a family smile
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Experience a life of generations
Family growing with imagination
Sixty Christmas Celebrations
Giving all our love for inspiration

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Making sure the groundhog behaves
Repeating good times, fun we have
I think we’ve heard that joke before, Dad
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Deja Vu theatre of Panto plays
Shouting out loud “it’s behind you”
Prince Marvin knows, Jo fits the shoe
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Entertainment in grandad’s matinees
Abracadabra, another magical spell
Rich and Theo know but never tell
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS
ABRACADABRA! ABRACADABRA! ABRACADABRA!
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS - CRIPPLE CLUB

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

(Music: Hans-Michael Albers, Lyrics: Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Today, 22nd. August 2025, marks 13 years since our dear brother Bri succumbed to the deadly combination of leukaemia and Guillain-Barré syndrome.  Watching him through 2012, unable to do anything for himself and increasingly confined to a hospital bed is something none who loved him will ever forget.  
He has never been (and never will be) forgotten, not only for the music he created but for the force of nature he most certainly was.  In 1964, our Mum & Dad bought him an entry level acoustic guitar as a Christmas present and his progress on the instrument was something to behold.  By the time he was 18, he’d bought himself a Gibson Les Paul on HP (24 payments of five pounds and thirteen shillings per month) from Selmers in Charing Cross Road, London.  He joined a band, somehow co-opting me in as lead singer at the tender age of 15 (still a schoolboy, no less) and over the ensuing ten years, formed bands of whose line-up I was always a part, graduating from singing to percussion and eventually drums.
There being guitars laying around the family home, Tel took to playing and encouraged by Bri, never stopped.  Fast forward another five years and he too started writing songs so that by ’82, the 3 of us decided to form a band (Root Division) to play them.  It’s a truly special thing to be in the same band as your brothers and recording those songs became something Tel and me still remember with an abiding nostalgia.  No wonder we still talk about those days…
This song started life as an instrumental, written by Hans and of course, it’s brilliant as is but Tel liked it so much, he asked if he could write some lyrics and a vocal melody.  Being a generous fellow, our dear friend from Hamburg said he’d love to hear what Tel had in mind.
His basic idea was to incorporate as many references as he could to Cripple Club tracks, in celebration of the firm friendship we have formed in together recording what amounts to over 50 songs.  There may be a few of you who can spot one or two…
So this is for you, Bri.  We love and miss you, sweet brother.
(Gary Reeves)

Last Summer day reasons
Hamburg always shines
Shadows of Superheroes
Another surprise will come in time
Click toward a pension
From birth but never knew
Surprised to find a blackbird
In the flames as the music grew

Touch wood for satisfaction
CC music every day
Root of strong existence 
Step off the world to feed the phrase
Another Titan message
Titanic stories past
Image of a fraying edge
Never thought hang of time would last

It’s the time, it’s the place
It’s the only performance I can show my face

Last chance for singing
Avoid resistant tide
Pleasing distant garage
Remember 4 to 3 to 5
Stars in space that linger
Soaking up the blue
Palette of sunshine yellow
Mix to green for go - but for who?

T,G & H, Two and you!

LAST SUMMER'S DAY BLUES - CRIPPLE CLUB

Sibling Rivalry

Fraught with danger, the way has not been easy. Traversing the depths of hell and climbing the mountain of Purgatory, finally it is time to end this journey. The last step is….ASCENSION.

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Ascension is the last in my trilogy of albums dedicated to Dante Alighieri's 14th-century epic poem the Divine Comedy (the other two albums are ‘Nine Circles’ and ‘Purgatory’).
This album focuses on the heavenly bodies and the final journey to Paradise. The names of each of the tracks refers to levels and chapters of Paradise.

No remixes, no collaborations, no record label, no filler, just 10 high octane tracks oozing with power.

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A huge thanks to everyone who has been supportive of the music I’ve produced so far! Please share the album if you like what you hear and stay tuned for more!
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released February 21, 2017

All artwork and music created by Tom Stuart (Occams Laser)

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Deficient Justice

A track off Bionic Chrysalis, out March 2017

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Am I Wrong/Keb Mo/(Re-Wiff)

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

In the late 1940’s in the Fulham\Hammersmith area there used to be a club that would raise money for people with disabilities. The club itself would have various activities which a large number involved live music. The name itself was created by the local people who used the club as there main place of entertainment. When my mother in law told me all about it the club and its name I was sold. It seemed to suit me and my brother for so many reasons.