Well, Dan, this is a heatbreaker. And a knowing one, at that.

I wrote this song after an in-depth conversation with my mother who spent years searching for her mother.  It's in 7/8; perhaps reflecting the irregularity of relationships.

Bouzouki, harp, bass and drum programming, mixed and premastered by Dónal Lunny
Mastered by Ivan O'Shea
Editing/Vocals/BV/guitar/photo of my mum by SuZanne

(Because you asked Jeff.  When my Ma met her mother she commented on the colour of her eyes and said, "They're brilliant blue..." and it's the way she said it and looked that stuck in my mind)

Brilliant Blue
Her eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
I take after my father, they say he was a farmer
My mother's at the window as I say goodbye
I've only just met her, she is 84 0r 85

Refrain: Brilliant blue eyes, greet my brown
I've waited all my life, for this

2lb 4oz wrapped in cotton wool, placed in a cardboard shoebox
given to nuns in Bloom Street
Manchester in 1940, I was one of many a child and mother
sent from Catholic Ireland

Refrain      Lahlahlahs

Sixty-two years since we met, mother
I just wanted to see you one time, if you want me too
Your eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
as I leave the white-haired woman
It was dead of winter I was found

Lahlahlahs   Refrain

Brillinat Blue Master         

Brilliant Blue featuring Dónal Lunny

tried this piano blues piece for you, as I did not post for years..hope you like. Love, Rina

Live Relexion#006

Lyrics;
The sky was blue
The trees were bare
And Jimmy  wished
he wasn't there
Another year going to school
Where kids excel
at being cruel
In the classroom
In the corner
At the back of the class
As the teacher
Speaks to no one
Doesn't matter they'll all pass
Playing games at every turn
Complete with trophies
never earned
Comes the time to graduate
Blinders off
The world awaits
Dad shows him the door
This house is not home anymore
On his own he finds a trade
Modest job modestly paid
Hollow world
Of hollow men
Calloused hands
And Calloused friends
Wonders why he's still here
Go through the motions every year
Is he part of some great plan?
Is there a place where he fits in?
Same old questions he asks himself
Same old place he's always been.
The sky still blue
The trees still bare
And Jimmy wished
he wasn't there ...

The Book Of Jimmy

headphones that allow for deep bass recommended (you'll feel vibrations all through your physical shape - the way a spider would) 

method: the instrument seen in the picture was made for this song - I wanted to start out with direct vibration via a contact microphone. it is hardly dicernable, however, as it forms the basis for timestrech and shoegaze. two vst instruments (chinese flute, humming choir). voice. 
narration: a second hommage to spiders https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anansi , after koyangwuti
image: the instrument made for this song, copyright jo richter

anansi / copyright jo richter:

tracheensinne
aufnahmebereit
was schwingt, wird spinne
netzspannenweit

jede bewegung
bebt nach, lyriform
luftdruck, geistdehnung
erregungskonform

kürbishaut spannt sich
kuticular
ums hohlorgan ich
schon weise, noch narr

interlinear translation: anansi // trachea senses / ready to receive / what vibrates becomes spider / as far as the net reaches // every movement / vibrates, lyriform / air pressure, mental expansion / adapting to the action potential // melon skin stretches / cuticular / around the hollow I- organ / already sage, still foolish

anansi

Birdland Remix

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City ​​Blues

Sunday In May

Those people that have no problem living in winter in the northern most climes and have no need for Snowbirding south to save the hardships of a cold place. They live in this song by Paul LePage. Al Gibbs is on lead guitar to supplement Paul's acoustic guitar backup.

Winter People

Draft_103_031123_

Composed and produced by Val Akey. Used and programmed VSTIs:
Addictive Drums2/Broomstick Bass/FL Keys/RealLPC+GuitarRig5.

Release date: 10 October 2019

Summer Is Over

exp 20201121

East of the Sierras, west of the Wasatch, there is a great deal of sand, bitterbrush, tumble weeds, coyotes, and an incalculable amount of lost souls. Somewhere amongst all of this mystery and wonder is where you'll find me, guitar in hand, aimlessly looking for a way out.

All songs, with exception for covers and collaborations, are property of Refrigerator Door Productions. 😉

The Book Of Jimmy

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