This song is steeped in so many wonderful pop traditions.  Love everything about this piece.

pure beauty, and I am learning that your lyrics are always sublime.

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Photo: Physically choreographed charcoal art by Heather Hansen

The Price (Round And Around Go The Days)
August 19, 2021 All Right Reserved

Round and around go the days
Reaching for something that slips away
Is this the price we must pay

Speaking of things that you don’t understand
It’s a crying shame
Lingerin’ too long like an overplayed song
it’s a fools game

Over and over we go
Hoping for reason to take control
Try not to let it all go

Tellin me this and you’re tellin me that
to ad nauseam
I’m goin my way and you’re going yours
To the bitter end

Round and around go the days
Reaching for something that slips away
Is this the price we must pay

The Price (Round And Around Go The Days)

Early 50's style jazz, blues, rock'n'roll crossover.

Walkin' Shoes

The October 2022 DIAMC writing prompt was about displacement, taking a character either fictional or real and putting them into an alternative reality. I imagined a world where Little Red was all grown up and off to the bright lights and big city, in search of Mr Wolf.

Demo, recorded in the spare bedroom of our holiday cottage in Ackergill.



Little Red

Little Red she’s grown up proper
Little Red, nothing’s going to stop her
She’s going to shine, like the moon
Mr Wolf, big man in the city
Mr Wolf sure likes them pretty
In for a surprise, Mr Wolf
You’d better watch that back
Look both ways
She’s coming for her due
Little Red

Little Red, headed for the Hood
Telling Granny she is going to be good
She may be lying, but honest she’s trying
Little Red steps into his bar
Mr Wolf greets her with a snarl
“Hrrrrrrrr, Babe, you’re looking swell”
Little Red flicks back long hair
Walks by, ignoring his stare
“Make mine a double on the rocks 
And wipe that look, off your face,
I swapped out that blunt old axe,
For some Mace
And I’m not afraid to use it,
Don’t need a Woodcutter no more.”

Little Red, now she’s a star
Mr Wolf, he’s gone and bought her a car
And a house, and a yacht, and a ring
He fell under her spell
Little Red, she played him so well
But damn, that girl could sing
Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

“Turned out there’d been a bit of a misunderstanding. Mr Wolf isn’t all bad, you know? Last I heard…he’d gone and bought Granny…a new condo”

Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

"Turns out, it had all been a misunderstanding. Mr Wolf, well, he is all bad you know. In fact, the last I heard, he'd gone a bought Granny a new condo.

Ahoooooo, Little Red
Ahoooooo, Little Red

© S Barr 2022

Little Red - Demo

I created this quick little piece as a background music for the instagram reels of my wife. Compared to the orchestral composition I'm currently working on for ages, it went lightning-fast.
As I quite like the result, I thought I might as well share it to with you :-)

An Invitation to Whistle Along

Sonic Reducer (Dead Boys Cover)

Swamp Metal

Because desire is born when fire and ice collide…

Gelid Impact

CREEPER

spontanously, solo with EWI USB, and I added a hint of jazz brushes :-) ... all this on a backing ("free to download and covered by a Creative Commons license") by https://soundcloud.com/stan_magendanz
photo by Rodrigo Soares on unsplash / original track: https://soundcloud.com/stan_magendanz/ugraphra

Ugraphra / by Stan Magendanz / joerxworx remix

Thank you for listening!
This is my second collaboration with the great musician jh0st.
Lyrics, Vocals and Sax: jh0st.
Check out the great work of jh0st; @jh0st

Lyrics:
Like Lazarus
Awake from sleep
…Your face turns white just like
you just saw a ghost (but it's)
just the sun
…through memories turned dust
The street's they've all changed (but the) 
light remains the same
C
Strike lines
Erase the past when you can
Try and find!
the lines in the
sand
The lines you wrote the 
letters in stone
…a ring of flowers immortal
Walls remain (but the)
Faces changed
…welcoming turned cold
The street's they've all changed but the 
light remains the same
Decades turn to dust but
Memories turn today
C
Strike lines!
Blot out the view from your…
Brittle as a bone in
driving hail
Who cast the first stone?
Now the secrets out…
Shadow to light
Without a doubt
You never were
Now or never…
Strike lines!
Erase the past 
you know you can
Closed Doors!
And keep the rain from 
Flooding more
More…

Ladies, Whistles and Bells

Dag Olav Hermundstad

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