2nd listen, you have a great compassion . brilliant . Johnny

DAVE MOHAN *

Gaelic language version of the original song. With many thanks to Eileen Coyle (Irish Gaeilge vocals) & Ciara Hall (translator):

The isle of Inishmore and the other Aran Islands off the west coast of Ireland hold a mythic significance within Ireland’s cultural heritage (it’s where the great Irish playwright Synge, amongst others, went to immerse himself in the Irish language and its creative spirit). This tribute is something of a dreamscape inspired by the strength of the Celtic soul and the majesty of the scenery. The imagery and poetry are intended as a general homage (the visual images are taken from a wide range of locations both within Ireland and further afield – they’re intended to conjure up something of the haunting grandeur of the west of Ireland rather than being a literal representation). The themes embodied - exile, love/longing and the dream of redemption - are elemental within Irish poetry and song. If this little offering adds anything to enhance the special place which Ireland holds in many of our hearts (or soothe, even for a moment, any of its wounds) it will have fulfilled it’s goal.

Lyric Vid link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdFp6Drq9JA

Inishmore (Gaelic version)

A vocal duet reworking of my Time and Tides original. I felt the spirit of the song is perhaps even more apt for the present than when first conceived.  If you’ve learned to value those close to you a bit more in these troubled times; or known something of the enduring loss of so many - this one’s for you! Of love and loss:

You're in the rain
You're in the air I breathe in
You're in this fire inside my brain
You're here again
In every silent moment
That's when I hear you call my name...

Lyric Vid link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OXJnkeLp-4

Time and Tides (Re-Vox Version)

- A musical offering for cello & piano - 
where words fail, let music be a prayer 

"for peace comes dropping slow,
dropping from the veils of the morning
to… the deep heart’s core" (W B Yeats)

[CAOINEADH: from the old Gaelic for crying or to lament]

Many thanks to all who contributed to this one, not least Andy Walter for adding his usual magic and mastering down at Abbey Road Studios.

Lyric Vid link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MhnsDoYHFE

Caoineadh for Ukraine

Seldom does a day go by but I return, at some stage, to Bach. I recall the magic of first hearing the D minor Chaconne, the glorious opening mvt of Cantata 140, the slow mvt of the double violin concerto... the opening Arioso of Cantata BWV 156, to which I owe the inspiration for this particular little offering.

I've never subscribed to the notion that Bach's music is more cerebral, less emotionally charged than the music of later generations. Despite its transformation into a contemporary love song I'll be delighted if something of the romance and warmth of Bach's original shines through here. The final section of the song resorts to a simple vocalise elaboration of the Arioso melody. A heartfelt tribute to the composer who, more than any other, set me on a musical journey (from classical roots to folk, rock, jazz, fusion... and back) that still, so many years later, feels like it's only just begun.

A very special vote of thanks to the many others who've contributed to this recording, including:
Carolina de la Muela (vocals); Nicholas Ojeda (Dble Bass). Strings - Nightsongs Studio Strings. And not least, to Simon Gibson down at Abbey Road Studios for his customary prowess in the final mastering.

Lyric Vid link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOD8gMqJoKg

Arioso in Red

Artist: Gareth Wood
Title: Grenade in the Head
Album: Sweet Nothings

https://www.youtube.com/@garethwood8233

Grenade in the Head

written and performed by Jim Manser
production by Russ sinfield
watch the lyric video on Jim Manser youtube.com
https://youtu.be/FP3GEvRdm54?si=-b8zYplTqAzY_TW8

I wrote this song about a year ago and was inspired to write the music after my uncle passed away who was a big part of the 1960s underground and psychedelic music scene in london ,the hippies of that time would frequent a place called the ufo club where they would drop acid and watch such acts as the early syd barrett era pink floyd and many other upcoming music stars of that time.
This song is a bit introspective as well as all things must pass like the music it was an end of an era [jim 2023]

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End Of An Era [watch the video on youtube]

Sunset Impro WAV

Not lost in space as such, but more lost in herself. 
A bit dark maybe, but I really love this acapella 😊

Happy 2024 to all of you! Thank you for the music & also for your awesome support throughout the year 🙏💛🎵

Vocals: various royalty-free sources.

Free download if you like it.

Thank you for listening 💛

Lost In Space

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

Tired of cold short days? Me too. Let's party!!  I haven't posted anything new in a while so here's a 10 year old tune that will be new to some of my peers, and those who've heard it have already gotten over the shock. This is an exercise in licentious sexual innuendo and lewd, funky sounds. It's what happens when an otherwise innocent childhood is spent listening to Jimmy Castor Bunch, New Birth, Slave, James Brown, Funkadelic, etc, and there are some biblical metaphors thrown in for good measure. It can be downloaded in case I decide to run for Governor and need to quickly hide all scandal.

OK where does this nonsense come from? 

"There's a primordial dread and fear of the power of the Feminine expressed in the feckless desire to dominate and control a situation that the poor fool just oughta accept as way beyond his own meager forces."  -- Carl Jung

James Brown --  Hot Pants (use what she got to get just want she want)
https://youtu.be/lehBlK2MrD8
James Brown -- Just Look at Those Cakes (yeah he got away with this stuff)
https://youtu.be/7fMNganQ-z0
Jimmy Castor -- Trogolodyte (that bass tho')
https://youtu.be/n0zfdptxQvY
P-Funk -- Undisco Kid (the girl was baaad)
https://youtu.be/o38j7m3ZMWE
New Birth -- Got to Get a Knutt (sorry their title not mine)
https://youtu.be/2HQsslSYDbA
Ohio Players --  Skin Tight (ditches britches stitches, delicious)
https://youtu.be/5Smb9DkYDr8

TASTES LIKE CHICKEN
I went down to the melon patch 
gonna find myself a big 'un
it was Saturday morning and the sun was shining 
and I was ready for diggin'

there she was alone with her hands around a vine
sunlight shining through her summer dress I said my my my

my name is Daisy hope you don't mind
that I'm down here pulling on your vines
now if you please may i keep on pickin?
and one more thing I taste like chicken

she was in my melon patch already picking
and now she tells me she tastes like chicken
this could be the thing that I've been missing
now here's a girl that tastes like chicken

she followed me home with a couple juicy melons
I said baby where you are from but she wasn't telling
now something about her story just wasn't clickin'
I know a lotta girls don't none of them taste like chicken

back in my kitchen I cut the rind
it was pink and juicy on the inside
she said baby just a minute
I need to step outside before we get in it

she went outside behind a big old tree
I was following close behind but I didn't let her see
then I heard something that blew my mind
she was talking alien on a radio line

she came back in through the front door
wearing nothing but a smile
I know she's an alien
but I'll let it go for now

now I'm not sure how it's gonna all work out
I still got my extraterrestrial doubts
but man she looks good standing in my kitchen
and she tastes like chicken

Tastes Like Chicken

you might see me comin 
in a black Cadillac//diamonds and pearls baby 
and my guitar on my back
if you see me comin don't be afraid//take my hand baby
Im the guitar man 
Im gonna rock n roll over you//like you want me to

GUITAR MAN

Laura is my niece . The two people in the photograph above are my late mum n dad , Tom and Jean .This collaboration has been an emotional journey and our large family will now get to hear this contribution to the musical heritage of our family. She is a talented songwriter and International performer.
Laura's songs can be heard on SoundCloud and on her Website 
"Laura Oaks Music"  here  .........https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b9f94a_3ea687f1cb264bd3b08a3c1abdab4d8a~mv2_d_6600_4400_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fill/w_2500,h_1666,al_c/b9f94a_3ea687f1cb264bd3b08a3c1abdab4d8a~mv2_d_6600_4400_s_4_2.jpg
also on soundcloud here....https://soundcloud.com/lauraoakesmusic

There goes Tommy and Jean ( Collaboration songwriter performer  Laura Oaks a" Family Tree" tribute)

It’s a beautiful mess- this dreaming up life
We’re falling like stars- into each other’s sky’s
Everybody’s gotta have- a reason to shine
Who knows maybe yours- is just like mine

We all try to find reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line….
A great life’s a long goodbye

Life aint no test, pass or fail
So many times we fly off the rail
And sometimes it aint easy, but we aint wasting our lives
Because if we can stick together, it’ll be alright -Alright Yeah
Let loving in!

We all try find the reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in the story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line….
A great life’s a long goodbye

It’s a beautiful mess
It’s a crazy damn life
We’re all stars
In someone else’s sky

We all try find reasons why
For the seasons and our fates
And how they intertwine with lines we write in the story’s we create 
And I couldn’t find a better friend to roll on down the line, Yeah-yeah, we’re gonna rock it-rock it, rock and roll it

We’ll never say goodbye

A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long goodbye
A great life’s a long
A great life’s a long
Goodbye

A Great Life's A Long Goodbye

Epic, Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture Deviant Art - Asymoney
Music by Franck Charles ©
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4QL-bbI0P4

The Last Warrior

No time for compassion fatigue in the world we live in:

See the world down on hallway floors
Heads bowed to the cold
Time hangs on each breath that's drawn
For those that life disowns …
Homeless… faces without names
Homeless… inside we're all the same

[lyric video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SrWsRkiBCe0]

Tears And Ashes

See Through Lives

The isle of Inishmore and the other Aran Islands off the west coast of Ireland hold a mythic significance within Ireland’s cultural heritage (it’s where the great Irish playwright Synge, amongst others, went to immerse himself in the Irish language and its creative spirit). This tribute is something of a dreamscape inspired by the strength of the Celtic soul and the majesty of the scenery. The themes embodied - exile, love/longing and the dream of redemption - are elemental within Irish poetry and song. If this little offering adds anything to enhance the special place which Ireland holds in many of our hearts (or soothe, even for a moment, any of its wounds) it will have fulfilled it’s goal.          

Lyric Vid link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIDCC6J1fdg

Inishmore

“ ….There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light 
   gets in … “

Sorry, I cannot read or send private messages. Try to contact me on Ig: pativio. Thanks

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)

See Through Lives

Dave Mohan

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