Fantastic vocal track..What a mesmerizing track that is overflowing in such detailed and exacting instrumental deliveries !! An absolutely amazing arrangement that exudes a great warmth in the way the you recorded and performed this!

Thank you, a memory, never to forget. Beautiful comforting music.

Amazing! Such sweet tenderness caressing my ears! Love the vocals too!👍

Words cannot truly describe the sorrow, fear and pain, all the more I truly wish that this will be heard and moved in the hearts of many more. Just: "Beautiful" would mean something else... Therefore, simply: Thank you for sharing your really touching music and dedication! 🙏

There has been so much tragedy, so many broken lives and hearts since the outset of the war in Ukraine. In the earliest days of the conflict, a Kiev family was brutally attacked whilst trying to flee the city; most, including Polina, did not survive. To reflect on one particular instance from the enormity of grief in Ukraine is, I sincerely hope, to give focus to it all.   

So, in memory of Polina (aged 10), her family and so many others who have lost their lives in Ukraine.

As always, I am most grateful for the assistance of so many in making this song possible including:
Juliet Lyons – Lead vocals
Nightsongs Studio Strings – ensemble/solo strings 
Simon Gibson (Abbey Road Studios) – Mastering

View Lyric video for this track: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_ZkFTpwG18

For Polina: Till Tears Run Dry

une inspiration et un hommage au Japon et a Ryuichi Sakamoto.

Earth keep turning

Earth Keep Turning

La realtà somiglia ad un fiume che scorre incessante nel mare dei ricordi. In quell'accumulo invisibile che chiamiamo memoria, spesso andiamo in cerca delle nostre cose più care, nell'inane tentativo di non perderle per sempre. È questo il tema di un dialogo immaginario tra due amici che provano a trovare un senso allo scorrere inesorabile del tutto.


Ricordi 

A un tratto sei partito
Dal porto il tuo veliero 
Andava via leggero
E non ti ho più sentito
Ferito ti ho inseguito 
Ma il tuo volto si allontana
Sempre più sbiadito 

Tu lo sai quanto segno 
Hai lasciato tra noi
Che sei stato un gigante
Un condottiero/guerriero
La tua spada era sempre 
E soltanto pensiero 

Amico mio 
La vita scivola
In un rapido istante
Già andato, finito
Se vai nei ricordi
Lo troverai (lo troverai) 

Allora forse
Ho capito dici che
Se la vita è perduta
In un lampo in un minuto 
Ciò che abbiamo vissuto 
Non scompare all'istante 
Come avevo temuto 

Del tempo compianto
Grumi di istanti di vita
Come per incanto
Si addensano in memorie
Più vive delle storie 
Senza alcun rimpianto 

Amico mio 
La vita scivola
In un rapido istante
Già andato, finito
Se vai nei ricordi 
Lo troverai (lo troverai)
E non saremo mai troppo distanti
Se la memoria di una vita 
È un sole che arde dentro di te 

Se vai nei ricordi
Nei ricordi 
Se vai nei ricordi 
Lo troverai


Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved

Ricordi

What came first, the tree or the telegraph pole?
Either way, there was no foresight by those involved.

Bamboo didgeridoo
Yamaha tenor saxophone
Some drum sounds
Chainsaw

Journey Through The Land Of The Deformed Trees

Cover of the Dire Straits classic - sometime its good just to have some fun. Best heard with AirPods walking at a brisk pace.

Six Blade Knife

Rodolfo https://soundcloud.com/rplanes first shared this beautiful piece with me 2 years ago, which has had a gradual development since I first wrote the lyrics back then. More recently Ce Mastro https://soundcloud.com/cemastro added some exciting backing vocals which transformed the chorus and then even more recently we invited Dave McKeown https://soundcloud.com/dave-mckeown to contribute some lovely sax that we believed was just what the song needed. Rodolfo's song has such a feeling of romantic innocence yet with a wonderful rhythmic flow, that I hoped the words might feel from a simpler time. We hope you all enjoy our song of innocence (and inexperience) which thankfully is a work of fiction. Thanks again to Rodolfo for sharing this magical piece and his great skills as well as Ce and Dave's unique gifts to make this one happen. 
We thank you all for taking the time to listen.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix.
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals
Me - Lead vocals and lyrics
Dave McKeown - Sax solo and fills

https://continentalcollision.bandcamp.com/track/almost-lovers

Almost Lovers (by Rodolfo Planes / Mark Bennett)

Once we were almost lovers, without a care.
We weren’t like all the others, somehow we just didn’t dare.
We never faced the fact,
What we had wasn’t real,
Didn’t have to deal,
With the truth while we were putting on an act
We’d have to pay,
And quite how that would feel.

The moment when I discovered, not wanting to share,
You with any of the others, that I just couldn’t bear.
But when my back was turned,
You made out with a guy,
I thought was my friend.
Then I knew that my world had been overturned,
Put out to dry,
And what a way to end.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Were never really lovers, just make believe.
Like sister and brother, with only ourselves to deceive.
I should have known right then,
I’d be out on my ear 
Instead of in love.
Waiting for the finale, not knowing when,
I’d disappear,
When the push comes to shove.

It’s not the way that I’d hoped this scene would play out,
Leaving the stage in the first act. 
It was cruel but at least I was left in no doubt.
C’est la vie, as a matter of fact.

Almost Lovers - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro & Dave McKeown) Now Available on Bandcamp

Happy Happy Birthday Debbie!!!!!https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking
I wish you the best day dear Debbie. :) 

Music: Jean-Pierre Dubois.
In a version from Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli.
Piano and Cover design: Debra Buesking
Vocal: Oddrun Eikli

Thank you for sharing music and friendship dear Debbie :)
Thank you to your friend Jean-Pierre for this music, and for your beautiful piano-version. So sensitive and pure.
It was just for me to sing in it, with the lovely poem from  Christina Rossetti 
(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894).
Poem:
A Birthday
By Christina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894)

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.

Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894) was an English writer of romantic, devotional and children's poems, including "Goblin Market" and "Remember". She also wrote the words of two Christmas carols well known in Britain: "In the Bleak Midwinter".

A Birthday. Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli.

A song about doubt, fears and holding on. 

It has been mastered by Ryan at RCD Audio. 

Lyrics:

This washed out, mid week Morning

This morning you said you loved me
Where the hell did that come from?
I’ve been waiting months for some affection 
Now this just trips off your tongue!
On this washed out, midweek morning, 
There’s hope again! 

My routine has been disrupted 
As I’m thinking about your words
For weeks I thought that it was over
But now it seems a future’s there for us  
on this washed out, midweek morning, 
Confusion grows

And doubts intrude where trusting thoughts reside
I know I can sense it
I’m sure there’s a reason
For you to have this change of mind  
On this washed out, midweek morning 
I Feel so unsure 

And I could dig a little deeper
Yeah I could really shake that tree 
But i don’t want confirmation 
Now you’ve said you love me!
On this washed out, midweek morning 
Let’s move on! 

And doubts intrude where trusting thoughts reside 
I know I can sense it
I’m sure there’s a reason 
For you to have this change of mind
On this washed out, midweek morning, 
I’ll ignore to love 

James Whiteman Copyright May 2023

This washed out, midweek morning (RCD MASTER)

FLYING TURTLE

Here is a track I made for a video game i created, you can download the game for free here(Windows only);

https://rizlix.itch.io/topdowntown

This my first attempt at developing a game, let me know what you think.

Cover art created with Leonardo.ai.

Peace

Dan

RiZLiX - TopDownTown

My Reality (Mastered With Aurora At 100pct)

Sometimes introspective; always driven by a wider social conscience and a sense of human fragility. Touching on topics that tear at the heart of the human condition (loneliness, love and loss, homelessness/poverty, social exclusion).  And, there again, what’s a songsmith if not a conjurer of dreams? Dreams to lift us, if but for a moment, above the dull vicissitudes of life. Dreams of a world reimagined, that brave souls will always aspire to whatever the cost (Martin Luther King Jr...). A glimmer of unfeigned empathy. A glimpse of sunshine after rain. Music offered as a little healing for troubled times; a solace for the soul; a little heartfelt scattering of dreams - tread softly! 'Our life is no dream; but it ought to become one, and perhaps will' (Novalis)

For Polina: Till Tears Run Dry

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