Wonderful songwriting my friend...and great production

you live in the world of broken hearts, and convey it so tenderly, without a hint of bitterness. a magic trick

thrillN chillN awesome soundN/feelN enchantN/enthrallN mixN/trackN/pic pickN singN

Words/Music by Netta&McGill
Available on Spotify, YouTube, iTunes and other music streaming platforms.

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OFF THE TRAIL

Looking for something 
a distance away
Both surely brightening
Our unknowing way

Far ahead is a flame
a promising sight.
Two souls of the same
Hurry on, while daylight

Come take my hand as we walk the path
This kind of love was meant to last
We'll balance without fear
It's still safe to fail
Knowing one of us is here
If one falls off the trail

Now slowly ascending
In the lateness of day
Warmness igniting
Flickering out the gray

Find time for some rest
Night is coming fast 
hands intertwine
Silently meant to last

Come take my hand as we walk the path
This kind of love was meant to last
And we'll banish all the fear
It's still safe to fail
Knowing one of us is here
If one falls off the trail

Off the trail

Knowing one of us here
If one falls off the trail

Off The Trail

A very, very long time ago, when I was 18 years old and a fan of the Beatles, I promised myself: “When I turn 64, I will definitely sing this song.”
Well, the time has come to fulfill my promise...
This karaoke came out of it :)

"When I'm 64" (cover)

So it Begins

Lyrics - Andrey Voznesensky
Music - Nadir Shamuhamedov
(When I sang it for the first time, I was 23 years old and madly in love...)

English Translation:

Play, grasshopper, play,
Oh, my acoustic grasshopper!
And in these delicious musics
Save all meadows of August...

Play the azure of forest
And  the organs of Lielupe pines,
Sing me a song about the happiness
Of an intolerable woman,
Because she is all, I live by...

Play, green music fan!
Our romance is orchestrated with sadness...
Love is not a musical toy,
But it’s also scary to break it.

Play, grasshopper, play, don't stop,
After all, your life is even shorter,
Than the lives of other musicians,
Even though they are not eternal too...

Video version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_PxnIDL9_V0&t=40s

«Grasshopper». Op. 04. 1983.

words and music K Gennery


little bird, guess you have flown
over many an ocean exploring the globe

please be my eyes cause ill never see
the seven wonders of the world describe them to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

little bird tell me where have you been
have you circled the earth hey what have you seen

good or bad happy and sad
does it make you confused as the news does to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

tell me is it true what they say
that the lungs of our planet are being cut away

when you come back
ill be waiting for you
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

Little Bird

A song about power and privilege.

Written, performed, produced by Kar Stanton
Mixed by Joe Rodwell
Mastered by Nick Lewis
Bass, trumpet and guitar solo at the end played by Joe Rodwell

Lyrics:
If you play with fire
You're gonna get burnt

You make it so easy
how can you blame me?
For taking what's laid out right here before me
I just give them what they want
I just give them what they want
If you're coming after me
you better watch out

I am taking action
I'm the captain
And I will do whatever it takes to defend the nation
I am taking action
I'm the statesman
And I will do whatever it takes to make it right
To save our way of life

If you play with fire
You're gonna get burnt
If you play with power
You're gonna get hurt

I was born to this
I was born to this
I was born to this
I accept nothing less

Born To This

I hope that if I have known how to fill this track with sun, it will give you the sensation of burning your feet with the hot sand of the brazilian beaches.
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Composed & produced by Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2024
Photo: cottonbro-studio

Bossa para Uma Menina Triste

Bossa Para Uma Menina Triste

I wrote this song for my son who went to Australia a while back. Before he went we went camping and surfing over to the west of Ireland to the Maharees, beautiful place. We camped in the dunes, lit a camp fire, cooked burgers, drank beer and later we lay on our backs watching the stars. The sun when it sets in the West of Ireland is Golden as it sinks into the sea. I am comparing the Golden Sun to my Golden son. 
Beautiful Memory in Song. 

This is a remix.

Golden Son

From my youth I always wanted to compose something in this style. It's time to finally try :) Music, lyrics and performance - Nadir Shamuhamedov. Special thanks to Jane Johnson for proofreading the text.

I hope, one day, in the blooming May
I'll bring a ring and you'll say "Ok",
My heart will be filled with peace and light,
And flying bees will buzz gently "Right!"

Daisy!
My love made me almost crazy,
Don't let me think so hazy,
Now, oh my love,
Just tell me: "Yes I do…"
You and I
As tea and pie,  
I know, you love me too…

Even if it comes later
Maybe in a year or two,
Spring anyway
Will come and play,
Knowing  what tricks to do.

A Cardboardbox

Dag Olav Hermundstad

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