Really digging the smooth vibe and feel of this!

Oh how wonderfully creative, sound, story telling, vocal, arrangement, simply superb

Captured Fragments

15-year-old Andriy recounts to CNN's John Berman the moment his family was forced from their home at gunpoint in Chernihiv, Ukraine, and the attack that claimed his mother's life. 

V1
right
It ain't right
It ain't right
It ain't right

When fifteen year old ripped from his life
When his towns on fire and his mother just died
It ain't right
It ain't right

you see
It's strange
That just a week before
Andriy was playing guitar with family
dark night
Dark night
He just want play his guitar now
And get through this dark night

Ch
And he just wanna go home
And he just wanna go home
And rebuild a city

{post ch}

V3
He's the same age as my son
to see what he has been through.
it is just,
heart breaking
He said
I was supposed to be playing with my band at a concert…
instead I am here.
heart breaking
heart breaking
And I wanna go home
And I wanna go home

{instr}

Ch
And he just wanna go home
And he just wanna go home
And rebuild a city

Bridge
And want you to know that my mother was a beautiful woman
And want you to know that my mother was a beautiful friend

Ch
And I wanna go home
And I wanna go home
Heart breaking

Outro
And I wanna go home
And I wanna go home
Heart breaking
And I wanna go home
And I wanna go home


Watch the music video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELX1Rf6t4cM

The situation in Ukraine is heartbreaking and incomprehensible……it ain't right.

I saw one specific example (of many) in a news article that really got to me about the effects of this senseless war on ordinary people.  People just trying to live their ordinary human lives in peace, coming from towns probably similar to the one you or I may have grown up in.  Instead, they are ripped from this existence because a psychopath decides he needs to acquire a new piece of dirt and a bigger crown.  He will level cities and mow down innocent people to get it.  

I recently watched a news feature covering a shell shocked 15 year old boy who had lost his mother in an awful attack.  He was still obviously stunned and coping.  Towards the end of the interview it became clear that one of his coping mechanisms was just wanting to play his guitar for awhile to get through the dark nights ahead….to hold on to a strand of something normal.  This hit me quite hard as it is probably a characteristic I too would have fallen back on as coping mechanism (a keyboard in my case)

 The other powerful thing that came through was his un-questioned determination to still go back and rebuild the city one day. This seemed to be just a given.  This was going to happen. This steadfast resolve and heroism in the Ukrainian people in general is moving and inspiring and probably has a lot to do with what they went through and achieved in the 2013/2014 timeframe when they ousted a Putin placed dictator the first time.  The Netflix documentary called Winter on Fire captures this struggle for independence very well.  They will not give up this hard won independence easily.

This all influenced my latest song creation.  

Thank You for your courage Andriy and I wish you strength, resilience and resolve to keep moving forward.  This song is dedicated to you and your family.

V/r
Dave

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Andriy

Safe Corridor

Dick sent me this great instrumental long ago, full of details and different sections. I was too busy then, now I've enjoyed working on it at last !!

https://soundcloud.com/oorlab: composition, drums, bass, synths, guitars... all before 0:20 and most after that.
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: lyrics, vocals, lead guitar, pocket sax, and 40 years old school flute.

Letra  / Translated Lyrics:

(Coro:  /  Choir)
De coger café yo vengo  /  From collecting coffee I come
A coger café voy  /  To collect coffee I go

(Solista:  /  Lead:)
Quisiera ver lo que no vi,  /  I’d like to see what I didn’t see,
quisiera ir donde no fui,  /  I’d like to go where I didn’t go,
quisiera hacer lo que nunca hice…  /  I’d like to do what I never did…
… pero veo lo que no se ve,  /  … but I can see what cannot be seen,
voy donde nadie nunca fue,  /  I go where no one ever went,
y hago lo que no hace usted. /  and I do what you don’t do.

Picture by Carlos Duque Rangel: "Recolectores de café"
https://www.artelista.com/obra/2345713654034411-recolectores-de-cafe.html

De Coger Café (with Oorlab)

Cover of   https://soundcloud.com/killedmonkmusic/slow-times
Artwork by Kristina Mills of Chattanooga, TN
Thank you KilledMonkMusic for the kind words and inspiration. Good luck on your journey.

Slow Times by Killed Monk Music

Youtube Video Link: https://youtu.be/fUNMcnzG7Yo

This song is about that dividing line between reality and the in-between. That space where your chattering mind continues to chatter but that wise essence speaks just beyond the still harbor breathing; allowing your loud to be just a little bit softer now; floating down near that water line. You can paint your masterpiece from there too; perhaps along a quiet beach. Muddle the fresh mint leaves my friend; yes, Sugar and Lime, stirred easy.

Groovy Mon; I want to go there dude

Paint With No Color
by David Husted

The ocean doesn’t mind, mind, the ocean doesn't mind, mind
Drifting down from the water line,  down from the water line
Your loud's a little softer now, Your  oud's a little softer now
Floating down, floating, floating, floating, floating down 

Muddle the fresh mint leaves; yes
Sugar and Lime, stirred ea…………sy          
White………………… Rum………………, 
Hot……………………. Sun……………….,  

The beaches of Shoal Bay East;  yes 
Beyond the still harbor, brea………..thing out 
Mind's…   rush ………………………..
Fear's…crush……………………..

Paint with No Color

Shoal Bay East

Paint With No Color

I’m honoured to take part in a fifth collaboration with the amazing Torbjørn and Jimmy. A development of a Torbjørn demo, this one is a straightforward, no nonsense rocker, play it loud.

Credits:-

Torbjørn:- Musical composition, Hammond Organ, Organ, String Synth, Bass, Drums, Percussion. https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv

Jimmy:- Lyrics, Vocal composition, Vocals. https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas

Dairv:- Guitars, Production, Mix, Mastering, Cover Art.

Mean Streets (Torbjørn Vagle  - Jimmy Rivas - Dairv Dubbleyew)

Link to cool Youtube Music Video of the song here: https://youtu.be/XT0Gdy9s4lU
Link to my Youtube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCoY7Kh-Ok7KMue0NnNBRRjQ
Link to my Home Website: https://davidhusted.com/welcome

The lyrics seem to be about my general aversion toward the momentous amount of shitty events that took place in 2020.  Perhaps a psychoanalyst would see even more in them. The lyrics are a bit esoteric.  My sub-conscious was definitely spewing on this one.  I kneaded the words and phrases against the texture and flow of the driving pulse of the  musical content. What emerged is something special. A real rocker!  The song slowly builds, creating an incredible sonic vibe with many subtle aural sweet spots.

Lyrics
Chugging down the Qi
by David Husted

V1
Stained glass windows broken
The shit upon, plain folk, discarded and forgotten 
 The sea of swelling slogans
 And sky that always follows the long sleep of exhausted
Chugging down the Qi, waking underneath a park bench
Manhattan calves, a butterfly laughs at a snowflake

Ch 
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you          

{Verse bare}

Ch
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you        
{instr}

Bridge

V3
Lonely bird you make me smile
So smeared across the day I think I'm bending in straight spirals 

Come on mon, mop the ground
Out beyond the hobbit hill, I can prove the Earth is round

Ch
Now where would you have me go?
And who is this I'm talking to?
Let's erase,  2020s face,
 this year's a disgrace I think I'm better off  without you        
{instr}

Chugging Down the Qi

The Hobbit Hill

Chugging Down The Qi

Youtube Video of Moonbeam Blue: https://youtu.be/B9_n4zahcZU
Happy New Year and even more importantly, Happy Martin Luther King weekend.  

We continue to move forward.  The world can be difficult, frustrating, complex and sad. Yet……(queue long pause as we look up at the starry sky together) it can be quite beautiful despite this reality. A reality inside a reality. I catch glimpses of this world in the spaces in-between my chattering, worried, planning, catastrophizing incessant thoughts. It is the feeling that sits behind the other ones. It is the faintest echo of peace and happiness that can't quite be articulated without sounding corny.  Some of you know what I am talking about.  Music can tease this feeling out from hiding too. Life is so short and it seems to speed up with each passing year. A summer in child time can last years. Years in adult time can feel like moments.  We are star dust. We are myth makers. We are ………something that is very good.  You are something very good and my wish is for you to see this my friend for this New Year and the ones to follow. In your darkest corner, may you see a little light; Moonbeam Blue.

**************************
some details about the actual song below:

What's all that plucking about anyway Dave? This song captures that state of mind between awake and dream; sanity and madness. A place perhaps you have encountered yourself at times in life. It happens to be one of my personal favorite musical offerings of the year and the year is still so young. I hope you enjoy.   

Lyrics

Moonbeam Blue
Words and music by David Husted

I  
Ride
Moon Beam's
Blue
And I'll
Follow you
home

In the night
In the night

In the night
By the light
Of the fire
I lost my
Mind

near the pools
Along the sand
World between the do and don't
Of the mad

Hello
In the darkest corner
I can see a little light
Moon Beam Blue

Hello
In the darkest corner
I can see a little light
Hello,     Moon Beam Blue

*********************

This song has a sweet laid-back arpeggiated Hawaiian ambiance counter-balanced by a reversed sampled pad effect that creates a more surreal edgy vibe that hints at the story to follow. This pad was created using recorded samples of reverb tails created from the very instruments playing in the song itself. This sample is then reversed and carved up a bit. This texture adds a strange, yet familiar feel and gluing effect that I liked. 

The percussive sweetener details and the push and pull of room space as the song progresses were strong artistic design focus areas. They help to create and solidify the moonlit beach fire atmosphere. This crucible helped the luminosity of the vocal story-telling to come to life. Later I add a Chinese Yangqin instrumental section just because I could.

Moonbeam Blue

Home

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
______________________________________________________________________

Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

The video for Drawbridge can be found here: https://youtu.be/RXHflm14XGI
Thank You for listening.  I appreciate.

Dave

Believe it or not:
DRAWBRIDGE was created at my home studio and referenced a hugely popular pop song called Driver's License by Olivia Rodrigo. The song sounds nothing like Driver's License but drew inspiration from this song's sound textures and arrangement. DRAWBRIDGE was crafted to deliver an emotional tension and buildup in a similar fashion.

Draw Bridge
By David Husted

V1
The universe gives up her memory
As time goes back to sleep
The Vast so relatively small before
The still begins to dream
Gravity reach out and compose               
A new cosmos, a new symphony
 
We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything
And this new beginning is an old song received
 
V2
Without my thoughts this pen still writes
I will travel to the end 
Where time is running out, 
without traces , without breath
We dance between the atoms 
With the Shamans and Ignorance.    

We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything
And this new beginning is an old song received

ch

somehow I knew, I knew, but I could not cross that Bayou
This castle is magic please lower down that Drawbridge 
Space slept with time so fine just before the Big Bang
Then gravity and light beams exploded on the main screen

Star dust, black holes, white dwarf super nova
Then planets, imagine they somehow even managed to make us
Trees, this breeze, this miracle of life seething
Madly, so madly love lowered down that Drawbridge

outro
We presuppose our stories while we craft our little biographies
Shutting out infinities inside little rooms of quantum suffering
and who could have dreamed that our heart beats in everything                    
And this new beginning is an old song received  received
From before the next heart beat begins

Drawbridge

The Castle

I miss the days / Paploviante
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Vocals:  Alley from Ghosthack www.Ghosthack.de
Lyrics:: „I miss the days“

Verse One
Sunday turned into Friday 
I spent 5 days
Hiding
Trying everything to forget you
Trying to get back to my youth

Pre - Chorus
Oh, 
how things have changed
I’ve fallen from grace
I miss the days
When it was just me
Before I met you
Before I got all these wounds

Chorus
you said
I’ll love you always
But always is a promise
That no one can keep
Thought you were the one in my dreams
Guess I’ll just keep fantasizing

Verse Two
Im awake at 2am
In a cold sweat
Cause the bed 
Gets colder and colder 
Dont know what I’m doing
It’s so confusing
Can’t find my footing

I Miss The Days - Paploviante

I usually share quite personal songs with you . In a certain manner that s the case for that one too . But the one's who s talking to you here is an 8 years old Franky boy. Every time someone asked him"what will you do with your life in the future ?" , he just answered : I'll be a magician , of course !
The old guy just lends his voice and plays a few stuffs here and there. 
Of course this is not a "serious" song , but many artists currently post their summer songs , and i've never composed a summer song . So here's my first try !

Magician

Even as a little child, people ask you 
what you want to be when you grow up
but really when you think about it, it's a strange thing 
to ask a child that 
I want to answer the question 
but give me time... 
and one and two and three and ... 

I would like to be a magician 
to make doves appear in my hands 
I would like to be a magician 
to make the tears disappear from my mates' eyes

now that I am grown up 
they still ask me
what I do with my life 
my projects my desires
so I say to myself, here we go 
here it comes again
it's true I don't like it 
but if you want to know 
I've always had this dream since I was a kid 
so give me a chance 

I would like to be a magician 
to make scarves and rabbits appear from a hat
I would like to be a magician 
to make doubts and sorrows disappear from your heart 

I would like to be a magician 
to write in golden letters in the sky 
a hope for tomorrow

Magicien (translated)

Space Development

essence

Meant to Be

Cosmic Flight

Visit davidhusted.com to encounter my music in a deeper way.

Deep bow of gratitude to you for giving my music a listen, for liking, for commenting and/or for sharing when any given song resonates with you.  You help create a community that lifts music out of the nooks and crannies and allows it to be heard a little bit more than it otherwise might have been.  Thank You sincerely for that. Gratias tibi ago; Pax!

I love to create music.  It is really that simple.  

Dave

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