Beautiful vocals, music, and message! Congratulations to all! Truly an enlightening summer series and a wonderful collaboration  ❤️❤️❤️❤️👏👏👏👏

Here's hoping it all comes true one day. Thank you for this title and this hope for the future.🤍🤍🤍

amazing Vocals and music recording quality

A completion of a great series of works played and performed by the best there is on SC. kudos to you all and what talent, you should all be very famous....maybe you are ? :-) Johnny

A heartwarming and beautiful production! :)

This is fun, especially hearing a different vocal style from Oddrun

Absolutely superb guitar playing as always David!

Welcome to our 2024 summer song series exploring human development from cave dwelling, to the shadow of nuclear destruction, to a hopeful vision of shared peace and prosperity. If we work together, we can solve most things if we talk. 
Our international band in this series:
With Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Acoustic guitars: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Our inspired producer, composer, compilation, and mix master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

A Shared Horizon, We Solve Most Things If We Talk (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

Here we present this fabulous new song by the great singer songwriter Richard Gonfrier called "Smile To My Lies".
In this track, his wife Delphine also intervenes for the first time with a sensational voice creating a fantastic duo.
At MTM we have been lucky to have done the mixing and mastering of this incredible new composition by this great artist.
You can also listen to it on his Soundcloud account.
From here we thank both Richard and Delphine once again, for trusting us again to be able to do our bit in this wonderful production.

Guitar : Nicolas Gouzeland
Voice : Delphine & Richard
Music, Lyrics, Arrangements : Richard Gonfrier  Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/richardgonfrier/tracks
Mix&Mastering : Freddie M from MTM Productions
Cover Design : Delphine Portier


Lyrics :
Just tell me why you're so kind
Why you think it's worth to try
Hold on tight
Never change your mind
Let me know what's behind
What you need to mystify
All this time
I was colorblind

How can you be so determined
Holding back your tears and smile
To my lies
If I could rewind
All the words that I can find
Giving hope you can't rely
To keep you fine
Always on my side

I've heard it say before
Like a hundred times or more
That secrets learn to war
Let them blow away
Our love we thought so pure
Is now lying on the floor
I'm feeling insecure
I should walk away

Backing 1
Just tell me why you're so kind
How can you be so determined

Backing 2
Listen to your love
We can all lose our way somehow

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Smile To My Lies - Richard Gonfrier Feat. Delphine Portier

Hello my friends, this is my new track....I hope you like it
free download

Fantastic World

Had a little dry spell, hopefully it's over now. In the span of 24 hours I have alternated between hating and loving this track about 400 times...

If you need a helping hand
Someone who understands
Don’t shed a tear, I’m right here

If you need a dollar bill
Or have a little time to kill
Baby you know I will
I’m right here

When you’re down and blue
And you need two big strong arms to pull you through
Hold on tight, that’s what i’ll do

These are more than just words I say
I’m here for you night and day
Have no fear I'm right here

When the road is long
And you need someone to beside you, I’ll come along
Anywhere with you, is the place where I belong

These are more than just words I say
I’m here for you every day
Have no fear I'm right here
Have no fear I'm right here
Let me make this clear

I'm Right Here

Gotta let the cow out of the barn once in a while ;) Sometimes we just need to take ourselves less seriously, and laugh at ourselves and life's predicaments.
Start the summer with a tongue-in-cheek tune to lift our spirits.

Lyrics:
                                Sell My Cow
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    I needed a drink…I needed a drink
    A nice drink of milk…ah-ha…oh yeah
    I’m so thirsty and you know what they think
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…I needed a drink
    A nice drink of milk
    My cow she’s a good old girl
    A very fine udder, with her tail a twirl…oh yeah
    And a very fat ass that drives me insane
    With the taint of methane
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…For the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…that’s me!    
    (INST)
    As I made my way to market
    She followed on behind
    For all that bovine intelligence
    She didn’t read perfidy in my mind…oh no
    I’d sell my cow if I needed a drink
    If I needed a drink…For the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…Oh Id’ sell my cow…I’d sell that cow
    I sold me cow, because I needed a drink
    I needed a drink…for the price of a drink
    A nice drink of milk…I sold my cow…I sold my cow!
    I sold my cow ‘cos I needed a drink.

Wigmore: music, production
Allen: Lyrics, vocals, guitar and bass
2024

Free download
Track 10 of the album - Shyling
https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Shyling

We begin our new song series "A Shared Horizon--We Solve Most Things If We Talk". 
Have you ever thought about humanity and its so-called progress and development through all the millennia on our fantastic little globe, floating on its spiral path around our sun, in the infinity around us. 
Our little "international band" did that for a period of time, and our conversations and thoughts gave birth to music and lyrics. And this music and lyrics became a little story, in 5 parts, which we want to share with you all by publishing a part of the story every week. 
So we wish you all a pleasant experience and listening as you journey with us these next few weeks:)  First song of the series: "Ancient Man, Calm Stream"
Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about developing and expanding the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Spoken word/lyric:
I have no words, just thoughts, like these
Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
Browned and cracked I shiver colder
Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave,
Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
the perma-sleep will often fall
And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
upon the darkest terror's call.

Meat and heat is all I need,
Stone and bone, all I own.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Strip the skin, spit the pips,
Moisturize the burning lips.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

We who thought, conversed, composed and collaborated around this musical journey are;
Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Our fine acoustic guitarist: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Producer, composer, compilation, our gifted and visionary mix-master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Ancient Man, Calm Stream (Seagull; synths, Peter; spoken word and vocals)

The second song in our summer series; "A Shared Horizon..." takes us from the bare existence of cave dwelling and primitive art; to tribal society, city/state, and advancing civilization. But it has its pitfalls. Just as basic moral values are amplified for the good of society, there lurks in the shadows a growing evil of greed and lust for power, often by the very leaders placed in power.  It would become for mankind "the best of times and the worst of times".
A huge thank you again to Seagull and Peter for their vision, creativity, and production expertise in making this series possible:) 
Oddrun;
Lead us on
To a golden dawn
A warming place
Of hope’s embrace
David;
And lo! Established as it was, the platform of our species from caved ashes so to rise
Though needs of leaders quite because of traits depraved that good Gods may despise.
But why in aeons’ sequence led you must as always to the route of social harms?
We placed therein our sacred trust of democratic fruits within your grasping scaly palms.
Each brave insanity’s crooked generation of your leadership has truly failed.
As the slave galley of humanity to the devil’s veneration unto hellish waters duly sailed.
Oddrun;
Save us now
Help us breathe somehow
You sate your greed
While our future bleeds
David;
On every front we count your preachers labouring ‘neath our own travails,
Freedoms, equity, justice, truth, each our moral sense assails,
Education, nurtured health and social care just as with security, were never profit counted there,
All ghosted children’s wealth stolen with impunity whilst you, despotic, thrive on bountied fare.
No plans for the good, the safe and caring, where parental ties ever fearful, are left despairing.
For every future you have raped, baring lies bequeathed upon the tearful bible of your swearing.
Oddrun;
Buried alive
‘Neath your craven lies
Your cataract eyes
The blinding fog of our demise
David;
And now the circle is complete on its infinity of broken planal points,
As to the murk we fall replete, a trinity of cloven hooves profanely to anoint.
And yet, as poverty defines this shrine, wherein within, there’s naught that’s mine,
Not even of old bone and stone, or painted ochre fine
But whilst my furry forebears appreciated well, all that on their back was theirs.
I smell the consequence that all your works regressive lack, for we, the caveman’s heirs.
Music & Narration; Our fine guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Lyrics; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Our gifted Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Developing Man (Seagull; synths, Oddrun; vocals, Peter; lyric/poetry, David; guitars, narration)

The third song in our summer series "We Solve Most Things If We Talk" examines the so-called progress of modern man. Are humanity's societies and social structures built over centuries really for everyone? Or only for groups of self-selected members?
Unfortunately, it is clear that large parts of humanity, during the course of our collective journey, again and again, ended up by the side of the road.  And what is the difference between the man in the stone cave and the modern man in his cardboard box or concrete conduit/cave?  We can't help but get the feeling that the man in the stone cave was somehow happier and more satisfied with his situation; it is all he knew.  The homeless (for whatever reason) know better...and hope for better.

Music & Lyric; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Compilation, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
With his high-string guitar; David Dunham, @david-dunhamuser589535203 
Thank you Seagull and Peter for letting me share this painful and poignant vision with you.

Modern Man:

I shuffle to, in my dripping cardboard palace,
Introspect on what the mental mind of evening brings.
The muffled dealer with his clingfilm-wrapped tripping malice
Prospects his kindly rental of the used syringe.

My box of brokenness shadowed by a higher human soul where lumens dare not tread
Detox wrapped in hollow stories still untold that crucify the thoughts within my head.
Needle patterns deathly blue upon my inner arm profess of no tattoo,
But of the crystal meth, whose harm, distressed, for me a living lie holds true.

Woven flaws, tangled webs of sins and hopes, regret a past mis-spent of futures told
Proven cause reflected in the ancients, whose tropes my nights now represent from days of old
Nothing that all of history built can yet detect the progress dial shifted
Nor the deeds nor the strength nor the intellect with which this vile human head was gifted

And within our minor symphonic demise, against which burning cold I close my eyes
All sin and crass politic lies now clear unfold, presenting no surprise that’s evident
I clock the days with callow patience as light defrays and my hopes relent
Futility and contradiction, sallowed latent time displays my childhood benediction rent asunder

Amid the sweet fair calling thunder of the ghosts of every child as yet unborn
There to meet me, falling at the hanging post, tempered mild, await my passing, so to mourn.

Modern Man (Peter; guitar, vocal, Seagull; synths, David; guitar

The fourth song of our summer series "We Can Solve Most Things If We Talk" is a hymn to Hope.  It is the enduring attribute of mankind to be able to think beyond the most painful circumstances and imagine a better life and a better world.  Peter is not just a fine writer of melody and lyrics, but a very able and eloquent guitarist and vocalist.  Oddrun graces this song with her angelic voice as if she were Hope itself, and in duet they give the song wings.  Seagull's synths, bass, and mix are ever sure and seamless, a true labor of love.
Music, Lyrics, Guitars & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
Compilation and mix by visionary producer; Seagull, @farout-music-studio

Will you Raise Your Right Hand?

Peter
Can you number the circle’s rim, each point on a list?
Enumerate the air, simply cupping of your hands
Freedom lantern’s falling dim in honesty’s fading mist
But will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun
Can you census the clouds, in a ledger of the sky
Set out in a single line each and every grain of sand
When the despot weaves his thieving lies will you stand idly by
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Peter & Oddrun
Can you audit every atom, in a volume for the shelf
Each uniquely named, indexed on demand
Does the mirror only fathom, a shallow of your self
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you detail every shimmered light on a canvas of the stars
A snapshot of the cosmos as at light speed it expands
Will you document but passive shame in the volumes of your pale memoirs
Or will you raise your right hand, when hope makes its stand?

Oddrun & Peter
Can you hoist the flag of humankind above the crass material world
Crush the armies of greed, their legions to disband
When the shining banner of grace is finally unfurled
Did you raise your right hand, when hope made its stand?

Hopeful Man--Will You Raise Your Right Hand (Peter, Oddrun, and Seagull)

We conclude our Summer Series on a hopeful note and a glimpse into the future.  Mankind has finally found that it can accept the differences that divide us, share the bounty between us, and become a vast community governed by faith, hope, and love. How did such a thing come about?  We collectively took a step back from the brink of self-annihilation by realizing "we solve most things if we talk".  
Ironically, this was the most complex song of the five to put together,  We all had an idea of how we wanted it to turn out, and thanks to Seagull and a lot of talking between us behind the scenes, we came to consensus and a final version.  Our little band is proof "we can solve most things if we talk":)  It has been an honor to work with each of you: 
Music composition, 1st guitar (center), bass, synths, mix and production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Right & Left Guitar; Our wonderful guitarist; David, @david-dunhamuser589535203
Lyrics & Vocals; Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Vocals and harmonies; Soundcloud's most wonderful voice; Oddrun, @oddrun-eikli
And the key phrase at the end; The lovely little Finley, 7 years old.

We Solve Most Things If We Talk

Summer rain finds my face, splashing through my smile
Thunder rumbles fall away, storm is phasing through
Peace of mind is on the case, misery is in denial,
Yesterday’s squally day, tomorrow’s skies are azure blue.

Dreams of history’s tension gladly start to ease
Gripping claws of lunacy finally shun the past
Seems things turned out badly for hunger and disease
Slipping towards unity, laying down the guns at last.

Call my neighbour as my friend, our meanings line as one
Colour, gods and politics accepted as they are
Mutualities to defend no conflict clouds our shining sun
Consideration and respect, a communal repertoire

Mother Mary called today
Handed me a flower stalk
Kissed my worries clean away
We solve most things if we talk.

Need as might we understand equality’s a bed of lies
Celebrate uniqueness as a cast of human thread
Day and night, hand in hand, no polity compromise
Learning from our weakness past, focused on the light ahead.

Mother Mary spoke today
Led me on a learning walk
Eased my troubles on the way
We solve most things if we talk.

Mother Mary sang today
Left me with a simple thought
The wisest heads will simply say
We solve most things if we talk.
"We Solve Most Things If We Talk"

Contented Man (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

Picture from the video game God Of War
We are nothing more than mortals waiting for the day when Átropos cuts the thread of our life.

Átropos

A Portuguese Cyrano, how would he be?

I have an older version (not published here in SoundCloud) with a faster tempo. Here I tried to slow it down to see if it still works.


Nascido para vencer,
senhor do meu nariz.
Mas tu podes crer:
Nunca serei nada neste país
à beira-mar plantado.
Já não escapo do meu fado.
Só me resta ser feliz.

E as melodias, e os sonhos desta arte
seguem-nos,
seguem-nos por toda a parte.
E ao partirmos com as lembranças,
com o talento, com a esperança e o sentimento
de uma nova madrugada,
é um novo dia, cheio de versos, de poesia,
e a suave companhia de umas tágides anafadas.
E as doces brisas, e os furacões da sorte
levam-nos
levam-nos para além da morte.

Porque a vida eterna é esta:
Que te conheçam a ti só
por único Deus verdadeiro
e a teu filho, a quem enviaste.

E, ao repousar na terra,
os corpos unem-se às raízes
e as vidas áridas e estéreis
crescem lindas e felizes.

Nascido para vencer, senhor deste país.
Mas tu podes crer: Nunca serei dono do meu nariz
na face mal plantado.
Já não escapo do meu fado.
Só me resta ser feliz.

Nascido Para Vencer (2024)

A peculiar peace invades the heart when we do the right thing.

Uma estranha paz invade o coração
quando se faz o bem.
Sou bem capaz de amar o bem
só pela paz que ao mundo vem
quando Deus entorna o céu.

E, se eu chegar ao céu, serei um rio de Deus
para dar de beber aos filhos meus.
E, se eu chegar ao céu, em rio me irei tornar
para ver os meus filhos navegar.

O amor é luz, não se apaga.
Brilha para sempre no tempo.
Enche de paz a minha alma.
Onde há amor não há medo.

Uma Estranha Paz

have a great day

R&N (6.5)

False Hope

I am a finger-style guitarist living on the Texas high plains.  At the core of my music is melody that is inspired and informed by my Christian faith, family, friends, and countless influences through the years from the great composers, to jazz, folk, rock, Latin, Celtic, and the many fine musicians I have come to love on the Cloud, some I have been privileged to collaborate with.  Thanks for stopping by to have a listen. Comments are always welcome. Feel free to click on the picture of any track to learn more about it.

Contented Man (Seagull, Oddrun, Peter, David)

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