I've stuck an artical in the track description. It's what inspired this!

This was inspired by the following BBC article about Gail Albert-Halaban.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p08jjh3x

Although, it's turned into more of a love song to a stalker, can at least be interpretted that way.  That was unintended, but there we go! 

In searching for a "fly on the wall" image on Google, I was annoyed to find this was also the title to a Miley Cyrus song - ah well! 

Lyrics...

You could just watch me through the window
To see a little glimmer show 
of my life much like a bird at rest
It’s the one place that I’m at my best

You could just watch me while I’m eating,
Watching TV, pick my toes, and sleepin 
Who knows how well, can you see through my shell?
Who knows what I dream underneath your spell

You’re like a fly on the wall
One that silently crawls
I don’t see you at all but I feel
A little shift in the air
While I whisper alone
It’s the only way you’ll see me for real

You needn’t hide you’ve got this covered
These lights inside mean that I won’t discover
What might lay outside, gazing with those scoped eyes
Kind of out of mind, in the dark of night

No need to stop I won’t know better
You may just pass by fade much like the weather
Guess I’d never know, won’t feel what you admire
Like a worm in sight of birds upon a wire

You’re like a fly on the wall
One that silently crawls
I don’t see you at all but I feel
A little shift in the air
While I whisper alone
It’s the only way you’ll see me for real

** remastered 2024

Fly On The Wall

Everybody needs to hold out hands
Everybody needs to hold out hands
Everybody needs a helping hand but I don't
Everybody is getting to my brain
Everybody is driving me insane
WHERE ARE YOU x2
WHERE
Tell me Tell me one more time x2
And I will see you
And I will remember you
Quickly get to me
Pounding in my head
Think of how you fucked me up
Make me want you dead
I cant control who the fuck it is you are
But I'll be me I'll be me
I cant control who the fuck it is you are
But Ill be me Ill be me

Find yourself alone x8

I know I know I know
Just why Just why Just why
You cry
You're gone You're gone 
to me to me
You're gone You're gone 
To me to me

Everybody

This track was made with CS 80,  Propheti V, Modullarr3, Emulatôr V.
Graphics was made with Ai

Story about a Meeting of two flutes and a bird under an oak. ....

In a Forest

Zpeters: Music
Dollar Store Batman: Vocals & Guitar
Witches of the Alamo: Lyrics & Mixing

Lyrics:

In Tulsa's dawn, a fractured tale unfolds,  
A chasm deep, where silence holds
Streets whisper of a past, once torn,  
In the morning's light, history's reborn

Eyes open wide, on this quiet ride,  
The hidden scars, we can't abide
Beneath the steeples, judgments made,  
In this city's heart, the debts unpaid

Shadows stretch, where the lost find rest,  
Hidden from daybreak, in the city's breast
Against the facade of faith's high spires,  
The contrast sharp, of unmet desires

Driving through, the narrative clear,  
Of divides deep, we've come to fear
In the light of dawn, so raw and real,    
The city's wounds, time never heals

Whispers of equity, drowned in the din,  
Tulsa's facade, a veneer so thin
Beneath the gloss, a bitter divide,  
Where hope's silhouette, is starkly denied

Beneath the facade, the fractures lie,  
Tulsa whispers, beneath the open sky
In every dawn, a lingering spite,  
Shadows cast long, in the morning light

Old City

Old City (w/ Zpeters & Hollywood Worm)

This sinister jam will rattle dark vibes thru the speaker!
The bass will shake you into losing your mind!

Love all my fellow creators, keep passionately pursuing your higher self!

DARKNESS DIVINE

Nearly 40 C here in Thailand.
I shot this photo here in Thailand 17 years ago! It still simmers ;-)

Simmer

11 - 5 - 2024

speak from the heart

Upper Rooms - Bent Fragments Rondo

Johnny Stole the matches

mother mother may I have another moment in the brilliant light
sister bother seeking renovation
in an nation with an ugly reputation-
but never meeting in the middle
and craters morphing into something more connected,
lovers haters closely followed by the wind
that wanders all about
while we shout
We didn't know the difference
and we didn't till much later
when the blooms had all fallen from the Bush--

And I was standing at the crossroads
smoking cigarettes with god
while she was telling jokes about the devil-
momma said don't play with fire
Johnny Stole the matches just to spite her
that little shit
he set the house on fire-

always hope to give a final gesture of concern
That's not to much to ask-
all things being equal as they are, how far we must have traveled when we wagered on a winner and free dinner and other things
that sings about a history told by a boneless prophet
in a moment of reprisal on the holy desert
about a girly whirly swirly apparition-

Will you tell me if you know the truth about the candle in the window
and why it's Lit? 
and the where abouts of the lighter
was he fighter in the Revolution
When the guillotine was king=

it didn't matter to the mother
she was not appeased
and the dreadful weather it continued 
with no abbatement
they should of left it but they didn't being human as they are
but it didn't change the nature of the crisis-

The silent witness, unafraid, standing on the corner in the Rain
 finally had a reason to recite the dictum of the ages-
burning pages after pages
as she read them in a rage---

Johnny Stole the Matches

Sad to say my trips to 'The Headstone' on Sheffield's Hallam Moor have been curtailed by my arthritic knees. But...I can see my old friend from afar and hope to commune with it one day.

Track: clarinet ensemble with soprano sax solo.

Photo....from happier times with H!

Headstoner Blues

I've been writing songs for ages and ages, because it's something I enjoy doing, and that's about it. 

I've added dates to titles, however, these aren't always dates recorded, mostly just dates written because the original offerings, back then, had little to be desired with consideration to production values and all that stuff!  For the older tracks some tracks have the old backing with a modern vocal (often with a lyric rewrite), the original vocal with a new backing (when I could work with the original vocal, but not the original backing), the original song newly recorded in all areas, and less often the original vocal and backing, but with a few additions, "No" is one such example.  Otherwise, most of it is newer stuff, post 2018, and is as is, when written and recorded.    

I've had to re-record some things on account of my abilities to record demos and all that being very limited once upon a time.  

In the early days I only had a Farfisa F1 workstation thing (it's amazing what I managed to do on that), later an Atari ST, with Cubase 2 probably, a Proteus 2000, and Fostek 8 track recorder thing, and now I've got Native Instruments 14, and Cubase 12, in what amounts to an astonishingly good set up compared to my earlier resources, for about the same money as that older rubbish was back then. 

I still use the microphone I've had since I was 18, though did just recently upgrade that as well, however still pick up and use the old one, as it's still good - a Sure SM58 with a dent in it! My upgraded mic is a Sure SM7B, which is great, and I see it all the time on TV and podcasts, so must have made a good choice! 

My musical chops are focused on the piano, my main instrument, and the ukulele, which I play a lot as well.  Not doing a lot of piano-orientated songs at the moment, but I do sometimes, and mostly try to get the best out of my Native Instruments stuff.  I'm barely scratching the surface with all of the NI stuff I've got.

Fly On The Wall

Dirk Diamond

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