Not Lonely When Alone - original version

Music, lyrics & production by Sergey Ruban

So Far...

Taken from the forth-coming album Tales of Generation X the final frontier is a science fiction inspired space rock odyssey inspired by my 
love of the cosmos and my fascination with ufos and unexplained events ,this song went though many different forms and mixes eventually i got my friend the producer Russ sinfield to mix and master the track and also add a proper percussion section ,we also rebuilt the middle 8 which i call the star section and what you here is what we decided to release
written and produced. by Jim Manser
mixed and mastered by Russ sinfield
percussion by russ sinfield
visual video by Jim Manser made using storm and node tools
watch the inte-rsteller lyric video on youtube https://youtu.be/A7PIen-5U1Q

the video link

The final frontier [watch the  video on youtube]

Bientôt nouvel album: https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/

J' suis pas à la bourre
Et j' ai pas les boules
J' suis à la Bourboule

La Bourboule

The Illusions Of Light And Silence

In The Field Of The Sun/ From A Different Angle/ Synthesis

(Song Terry Reeves, Lyrics Janice Slater)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Vocals, Congas, Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Cover pic from Janice Slater's personal archive.
Arterial-flow – Rive-gauche
australianjazzrealbook.com/artists/janice-slater/
bentenlaughing.blogspot.com/
www.reverbnation.com/janiceslater

I arrived in London in early ‘71 and landed on the Holland Road, Shepherd’s Bush not long after.
My good pal Julie Lewis (from Durham) with whom I’d worked with in Sydney, had digs there and invited me to stay. Nonetheless I found it a challenging place to be after Sydney, Summer, beaches, family and gigs. Amongst Julie’s record collection was Nick Drake’s 'Bryter Later' which brought solace to me as I often felt very alone and completely at a loss as to how to navigate London town.

Years later I was to learn that Freddie Mercury was living just a few doors down from us on the Holland Road...no I never knew him...but when I wrote the lyric it seemed apt to pay homage to Freddie and our collective dreams. I’m so happy with Cripple Club’s interpretation of the lyrics, bringing to life a musical collage that depicts the highs and lows of living on the Holland Road through my first cold winter! From my heart; thank you Terry & Gary Reeves; you are two soulful & gifted brothers; I feel so indebted to you both and to Hans Albers for his powerful musical contributions. Thank you, everyone, for listening. (Janice Slater)

Having been such a good friend to us over the years, it has been such an honour to work with Janice on this song. It is dedicated to every one of the beautiful friends we have made here on the Cloud. Thank you all for the support you have given to our music. The last ten years have been filled with such wonderful memories. Much love to you all. (Gary & Terry Reeves)

I’m standing on the fraying edge
Of golden russet gown
Everything’s evolving
Spinning and turning my head around

A familiar voice insulted
And 'Bryter Later's so understated
There’s evidence of a circumstantial nature
But once again, I don’t feel the danger

(Spoken) But now I’m declining all invitations...

I hear the doorbell
But there’s just a stranger
Standing on the fraying edge of fear
Of a city without pity and you’re not near

Freddie he’s walking
Heading down the street
Just like me
The snow and sleet under his feet

Oh but we’ve yet to meet
Looking down the Holland Road
Nobody can see us
Standing on the fraying edge

(Spoken) I was just like you Freddie, looking for that song...

Or three or four
We are looking for salvation
On the Holland Road
And Shepherds Bush Station

Freddie he’s still walking, heading down the street
Just like him, singing music for trick or treat

(Spoken) Oh but we’ve yet to meet…

GUITAR BREAK

(Spoken) Just around the corner from…
Portobello Road
On the fraying edge (repeat x 8)
Of a fraying town

THE FRAYING EDGE - CRIPPLE CLUB, HANS ALBERS & JANICE SLATER

An original idea by Stone catcherye

Music & Lyrics, Guitars, Drums, Vocal : Stone catcherye https://soundcloud.com/stonecatcherye
Music & Lyrics, Synth Bass, Organ, Vocal: Jan Schonander

Image partially created using OpenAI

BLUE MONDAY

Sunday night the tension is more than I can bare
Time moves slowly as I count down the hours
A load off of me as I walk out the door
This ain’t no 
This ain’t no 
This aint no blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Just live the life you need

Thursday night pressure’s low I’m breathing again
Time is moving why can’t I just press pause 
I’m comin home, I’m putting my helmet on 
This ain’t no
This ain’t no
This ain’t no blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Just live the life you need

Oh, I'm a ghost, oh, you the most
Oh, I want a Blue Monday
Oh, just give me a Blue Monday

Oh, I'm a freak, oh you're disease
Just give me a blue Monday 

Just give me a blue Monday
Just give me one
Just give me one
Just give me one blue Monday

Wake up and change your believing 
Wake up and see 
You don't have to live a life of  feeling blue to spite the green
Wake up and change your life 
Like  you want it to be
 You don't have to wait 'til you die 
To live the life you need

Live the life you need

Blue Monday

Blue Monday | Stone catcherye & TheGat(s)

"If love is your poison / Then love is the cure"

Letting Go

daydreaming

Daydreaming

(Original song, mastering, vocals and lyrics by KidOfEarth)⚠️ © Copyright France)
"Tout pardonner" (forgive everything)
I walk alone in the street
I think of you that I lost
will i still be ready to love
and when can I give again?
In the arteries, I sneak
I find a bar where the wine is good
the landlady sees me as fragile
but it doesn't matter, I get drunk more than reason

the sky is clear, the stars twinkle
and I get lost in the slums of the city
through brothels and neon lights
I satisfy... my addictions

I walk alone, I'm lost
I think of everything that is no longer
can i forget everything tomorrow
Will I finally be able to forgive everything?

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Composed & produced by Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2023
Photography by  Stephan Seeber

Title again inspired by the poem by Pablo Neruda "Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche" 
https://algundiaenalgunaparte.com/2016/02/26/poema-xx-puedo-escribir-los-versos-mas-tristes-esta-noche-de-pablo-neruda/

My voice flew in the wind to touch her ears

Auteur Compositeur Français.
Soutenir:  https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/

La Bourboule

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