right on..really well done Dominique..enjoyed

j'adore ! La grande qualité de la musique, du chant, et le charme et la créativité de l'écriture !!!

J'adore ce coté dérision, la tartine qui tombe le matin, vraiment excellent :)

LET IT COME TRUE WITH TIME

Another forgotten song that has been hanging around in my files for some time.  I finally decided to share it with the public.

Sparkling Eyes

Intro:
Since I first saw them
Those eye had me at first glance

Verse 1:
Yes I love those Sparkling eyes
Those deep intense eyes of yours
They send me on wonderful highs
That take everything with no cures

Chorus:
Sparkling eyes
Shining so bright
Helps me realize
Everything’s all right

Verse 2:
I look at them in wonder
They shoot those beams like thunder
When the sun shines 
There are so many signs

Verse 3:
It is their wonderful duty
To make you a beauty
They are what make you 
such a fabulous brew

Sparkling Eyes

Vorlon Rick Medlock @rick-4-1 - Drums & Percussion Ideas
She/Her Janine Levinson @janinelevinson - Vocals & Ideas 
Tiresias Phil McWalter @phil-mcwalter - The Other Stuff

Pronouns [Let Me Be Me)

She 
He
She 
He...

I don’t want this
I do want that
I don’t want that
I do want this
You call me he
I call me they
They call me him
Let me be me
Or be him...

She Him They Them
She Her Me Him
He Her She Him
Why not be him?

Let me be me
Let me be me
Let me
Be me
Me

© July 2022 Phil McWalter

Pronouns (Let Me Be Me)

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(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, arrangement and production.

Einstein determined that time is relative and that the rate at which it passes depends on your frame of reference.  Now I’m not saying that I’m much of a scholar of his work but what I do know is that when the Covid pandemic was at it’s height and we were all confined to our homes, many of those that I spoke to didn’t even know where in the week we were, let alone the time of day, so yer man Einstein probably had a point.

This song was written long before the pandemic surfaced and came during telephone and email conversations I had with my two fellow Cripple Club garage band members, Gary and Hans . For example, I was chatting to Gal one day when he said “You know, I just can’t get the hang of time, these days.  Weeks seem to just merge into each other”. 

On the very same day, Hans sent me an email in which he stated "I’m really struggling to get the hang of time at the moment…” As someone who spends much of his time at home anyway, the two ‘hang of time’ statements did resonate with me and therefore carried an intriguing synchronicity.  I’m not someone who thinks these things have any mystical significance but the fact that they had both used precisely the same expression on the same day certainly placed the idea for this song in my mind.

Thanks again to Hans for taking the concept and formulating it so brilliantly into his arrangement for the song.  And many thanks to you for listening.
(Terry Reeves)

I just can’t get the hang of time
Tomorrow seemed a million miles behind
And yet a date turns up in front of mind
What more to remember or try to find

I just can’t get the hang of time

Another month goes by without a breath
Although breathing in moves me to the left
Time to the right can cause calendar theft
Pitching very low sounds to a musical clef

I just can’t get the hang of time

No shaking up time without showing my age
As click track continues keep missing the page
Never losing my temper but cheating a rage
There is never a tempo that keeps sounds in a cage

I just can’t get the hang of time (Repeat)

BREAK

Qualified people pointing a direction to live
Not one understands why I’m mentally captive
Each box with a tick but the time doesn’t give
My Individual need making all words so inactive

I just can’t get the hang of time

A window reflection shows a man with a beard 
Tuesday or Wednesday? All days disappeared
I just can’t get the hang of time
It wasn’t meant to be an ageing skill of mine.

I just can’t get the hang of time

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/jaime-pas

"J' aime pas quand la tartine tombe parterre du côté confiture
Ca m' rappelle que j' vais mourir un jour
J' aime pas les polochons, les chaucidous, 
Le saucisson aux choux et les chats qui sont trop mignons
J' suis pas à l'aise dans mon époque,  j' suis engoncé comme dans un froc
Bien trop serré pour mes petites breloques
J' rêve d'espace et d'impatience le soir sur le pont de mes souvenirs
J' aime pas l' béton, les sarcophages, j'aime pas les cons ni l' maquillage
J' aime pas les autres et j' m' aime pas moi
Ca fait beaucoup oui j' suis d'accord, Ca fait beaucoup oui je sais bien, 
Mais c'est comme ça.."

J'aime pas

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/track/pas-glop

Pas glop, 
J' t' aimais bien mon petit humain 
Pas glop,
 On dirait bien que c' est la fin 
Papillons éphémères dans un ciel d'été lointain

Pas Glop - Guit Solo

some of the skies of Ireland got a beautiful show of the Aurora Borealis last week ,

Aoibhneas Na Soilse Thuaidh (Northern LIghts Delight)

Aoibhneas Na Gealáin Thuaidh (Northern LIghts Delight)

℗© Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning 
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
Song Notes and Lyrics:
This song imagines one of those occasions when you by chance find yourself in a place where there is some great live music that somehow just seems right.....
Lyrics:
Somewhere in New York City
Or was it down in New Orleans 
Could have been in San Francisco
Or maybe it was all a dream
I was walking by an old blues bar-room 
When I heard somebody playing with some style
So I bought myself an ice cold beer
And listened for a while

Looked like he’d lived a whole life-time
Beard gone silver grey
The people in the place seemed spellbound
Happy just to hear him play
At home on stage under the spotlight 
Keeping time with his heel on the floor
I bought myself another beer
I stayed and Iistened some more 

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

He played until the bar-room closed
Right sound right time right place
He walked off into the night
With his old leather guitar case
Never knew his name
Don’t even know if he still plays
But I’ll picture that stage and hear that sound
For the rest…of my days

He wore a fine silk waistcoat
Jacket on the back of his seat
Hat pulled down to his cheekbone
Boots tapping out that beat

Fine Silk Waistcoat

Krosan by Night

Krosan By Night

Nothing escapes the scrutiny of the neighborhood watch dogs!

A sequel to Old Howlers, https://soundcloud.com/sunnybeck/old-howlers

Synth bass and pianos set to hip hop and Latin beats @ 85 bpm. Audio of dogs barking, howling, and ambulance siren recorded live in March, April, and May 2024.

Background photo of ambulance by Kurt Kaiser, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons.

Little Girl, the dog, is from my personal photos.

Neighborhood Watch

Espíritos

Cast of Characters:

J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ, electric piano, drums, synth sax, synth bass, composition, and arrangement 
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – guitar
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– guitar, production, mix, and mastering
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–ehru 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – lap steel

This ripe piece of funk started with JJ essentially composing it on the e. Piano, organ, drums, synth sax, ands synth bass. He had the Eclectic Collective in mind when he did so, though. JJ actually is playing his drum kit on this one, so funkily that we decided to keep his drums in there. That didn't leave a whole lot of room for Ken to get in on it, but he managed to add a really cool ehru part. The ehru is a two stringed Asian violin with a distinct high percussive sound. JJ's bass line was so well played and solid, we decided to keep it in there, too, which also left Josh searching for a place in the mix. He decided to go last with the lap slide to anchor the foundation of the blues idiom. But he did that after Stephen and Tez cast their spells on the song with their magical guitars. Tez can be heard with the trippy, delay-heavy staccato lines, and Stephen with the silky smooth crying blues lines throughout. 
  Of course, every great song needs a great mixer and producer, and we're lucky enough to have Stephen to do the honors on this one for us.
  This song represents The Eclectic Collective at our funky finest, and we always enjoy and appreciate when JJ starts a song for us. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it. 
  If you really dig it, and have read the whole way to the bottom, please consider sharing this, too. We all appreciate your ears and support.

Sly Willy Blues (Eclectic Collective)

Vital 134 BPM

noxpox - jammin 

https://soundcloud.com/noxpox15/noxpox-jammin?si=d55d91b8b54340a5b1b0c635e26542a3&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

noxpox - jammin clonJAH - slammin

Whiskey in the Wind

Evocative song to listen to without hurry... most serious job I've done lately, say no more.

Letra / Translated lyrics:

SI TÚ ME FALTARAS  /  IF I MISSED YOU

Abre tu risa mis ojos,  /  Your laugh opens my eyes,
olor a café por la mañana…  /  smell of coffee in the morning…
Para murmurarte un beso  /  So as to whisper you a kiss
me levanto de la cama.  /  I get up from the bed.

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

Me despierta muy temprano  /  Wakes me up very early
el olor de tu cuerpo a mi lado.  /  the smell of your body beside me.
Para que se haga de noche pronto  /  So that it gets dark soon
rápidamente me he levantado.  /  I have got up fast.

Siento que mi vida se desliza por el sabor tan suave de tu cuello y de tus besos.  /
I feel my life slips along such a soft flavor of your neck and your kisses.

Puedo ser ligero como el aire y filtrarme con mi fuego en tus sueños y en tus deseos.  /
I can be as light as air and percolate with my fire into your dreams and your desires.

Busco el momento cada día de volver para gozarte, para olerte, para amarte…  /
I look for the moment every day to come back so as to enjoy you, to smell you, to love you … 

para amarte, sí, aaaay! para amarte.  /  to love you, yes, aaaay! to love you.

Juega tu lengua en mi cerebro,  /  Your tonge plays in my brain,
recorren mi espalda tus caricias.  /  your caresses cross my back.
Miro el reloj y suspiro,  /  I look at the clock and sigh,
deseando que acabe el día.  /  wishing the day to finish. 

Aaaay! Si tú me faltaras  /  Aaaay! If I missed you
aaaay! de tedio moriría.  /  aaaay! I’d die of weariness.

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Si tú me faltaras (de tedio moriría)

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J'aime pas

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