ANGELS DIGGING IN FAR ASTEROIDS

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All instruments, backing vox, arrangement, production

I have been trying to play the guitar since the early 70s but even after all this time still don’t think I’m really good enough to actually call myself a guitarist.  I was lucky that there were always guitars laying around the family house and could therefore pick one up any time I wanted and strum away to myself.  Having two older brothers who were semi-pro musicians was also a big encouragement and I used to love going down to see them rehearsing with the band they were in at the time, developing a yearning to join them, whilst never believing it would actually happen.

When I moved into a place of my own, my brother Bri gifted me one of his guitars so that I could play any time I wanted.  I can’t actually remember when it occurred to me that I was actually starting to write my own songs but as I continued to play,  pleasing chord structures just seemed to emerge and I started to sing along.  Eventually, I wrote down some lyrics and gave each piece a title. It became a kind of therapy, channelling a lot of my personal and political frustrations into song but keeping it all to myself.  Fear of rejection ruled my thinking for some time.

That I managed to overcome that, tentatively recording a few songs onto cassette and sending them to Bri & Gal turned out to be one of the best things I ever did.  I’ll never forget them calling to say they thought the songs were great and that we must get together to rehearse and record them. 

So that’s how Root Division became an actual band.  We drafted in John Palmer, who had played bass in the band I used to see rehearse all those years before and soon after, there we all were in my living room, recording my songs onto Bri's four track reel-to-reel machine.  It all seems pretty stone-age now but it sounded bloody great to me.  

Those first sessions were recorded in a house on the edge of a school playing field (I was the groundsman) so we could make as much noise as we liked.  Later on, we gravitated to the attic of a house Bri was sharing, going on to record 13 songs and having a blast in the process.  The memories I have of those days still loom large in the memory.  Days full of wild ideas and even wilder laughs.  Days I will never forget.

In all the nostalgia of yesteryear, we mustn’t forget Hans Albers, who has once again produced another brilliant arrangement.  I cannot ever thank him enough for everything he brings to these songs.  Thanks to you all for listening.  Your encouragement means everything.  (Terry Reeves)

Head in the clouds nowhere to go
Empty room with guitar solo show
Playing demo of songs for reaction
Cathartic moments, hidden rejection

Searching for a root division (Dividing dreams, finding truth)
Searching for a root division (Concerts in telephone booths)

Expressive words tried to be taken
Spying musical notes not unshaken
Hopeful moves toward a joint decision
Holidays end in disappointing collision

Searching for a root division  (Dividing dream, avoiding life)
Searching for a root division  (Cutting sharp, use surgical knife)

Writing words with a political slant
Separation of four directional plants
Playing music with family heroes 
No thought of ending with ‘Another Zero’

Searching for a root division (Dividing dream, avoiding truth) 
Searching for a root division (Finding time, a musical sleuth)

(Never expected my brothers to call...)
Searching for a root division (repeat)
 
Live band recording reel to reel tape
Buzzing feeling with a chance to escape 
Start to finish our music engagement 
All on my own to a foursome arrangement

Searching for a root division (Dividing dreams, avoiding truth) 
Searching for a root division (Keeping time all under one roof)

(It’s time to get the band out of bed…"Come on John!")     
Searching for a root division… (Repeat to end)

SEARCHING FOR A ROOT DIVISION - Cripple Club & Hans Albers

Produced, Written, and Performed By: IAN GREAVES, DOMINIQUE MONIQUE aka  DOMINIQEFRENCH and RS FRAWSTAKWA 

Instrumental, Mixing and Mastering By: IAN GREAVES

DOWN LIKE THAT RIP-IT-UP

Down Like That  Rip It Up

WHAT'S IN YOU
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2022 AB Music

IT'S ALL THE COIN YOU'VE GOT
AND ALL THE LOVING IN ONE HAND
THERE'S A CHANCE TO TAKE THE LOT
UNTILL YOU FIND THE KEY, IT TURNS TO SAND

IF I COULD UNFOLD THIS MYSTERY
THE OLD MAN SAID NOTHING COMES FOR FREE
IT COULD TAKE YOU LIFE, WITH WHAT YOU CHOOSE
THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO

WHAT'S IN YOU

SOMEDAY YOU'LL WIN A TRICK IN A HAT
YOU BETTER WISH REEL HARD, IN ONE HAND
IS ALL THE TRUTH TO MUCH
MAY'BE  IT'S ALL, IN TWO HANDS

I GUESS YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT IS TRUE
YOU'VE LOST THE BIGGEST PART OF YOU
IT COULD TAKE YOUR LIFE, WITH WHAT YOU CHOOSE
THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO

WHAT'S IN YOU
(break)
IF I COULD UNFOLD THIS MYSTERY
THE OLD MAN SAID NOTHING COMES FOR FREE
IT COULD TAKE YOU LIFE, WITH WHAT YOU CHOOSE
THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO

WHAT'S IN YOU

WHAT'S IN YOU

I Should Have Tried

I Should Have Tried (Original Mix)

For song and album art visit Wou-Wou & the Wormling at:
https://wouwouandthewormling.com
https://www.instagram.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://www.redbubble.com/people/thewormling/shop
https://www.patreon.com/wouwouandthewormling

This is the 6th song posted from the album I started using demo tracks given to me by Wou-Wou & the Wormling during the start of the pandemic! This song was inspired by the mass shootings that plague the United States and the lack of progress this society and government makes toward increasing the safety and well being of all. I was recently surprised by an article in support of the “good guy with a gun” solution in a mainstream liberal news article. It’s basically the wild wild west out here still, lol. 

Big thanks to Wou Wou, Bit-zone, and Stricknice for sticking with me through this long project and being an awesome group to work with. And big thanks to The Magnetic Dog Sisters for working with me on this second track. I love their fresh experimental sound!

Track Credits:

The Magnetic Dog Sisters: Organs and Organ effects
Stricknice: Guitar additions, Samples and Sample Work, Ending Guitar
https://soundcloud.com/j-nice-6
Bitzone: Drums, Mix, and Master
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone
http://www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Bass, Lead Guitars, Synth, Original Demo Track, Song Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

It’s true, dreams get shattered on a daily basis
You can see the disappointment on the multitudes faces
And on this occasion, even though I was sent to the ground I try to be gracious
As I watch the hind from behind, I plot how I’m still going to taste this 
Facts, I ain’t going to lie
Each time I try to sneak by the stag into his harem, I feel like I am less of a guy
I don’t know why I am always living in comparison
Stuck in this seasonal competition 
At the same time living in fear of becoming venison 
The life of an unfettered stag should be one of rugged individualism 
Yet here I am, alone and disappointed by my under actualized freedom, it’s embarrassing 
I walk alone once again and hear the birds singing
Try to let go of these dark thoughts that I’ve been thinking
It’s just me and this cool stream from which I’m drinking
The last thing I noticed was my ear ringing

I should have been running 
I should have had fear
Its clear that deaths near so you always 
Better beware 
I would have stared down that bullet 
If I knew it was my time
Look my maker in the eye 
As I’m about to die
Just as I was hitting my prime
With a fully aligned spine 
And a F.U. on my mind 
I would spit my cud on the ground 
And I would bellow out a sound
For the millions of lost deer to the round
Bullets of men, the scourge of the earth

The Shrike

The Shrike Pt. 2

The Magnetic Dog Sisters, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & The Couch King - The Shrike Pt. 2

Moonlight bath

This is a song i wrote for my next album[Tales of generation x]
it is about class division how the rich and the poor have to share the same citys and the same planet  how we conquer and divide.
Its also a song about our fears and anxietys about love and how we interact with other humans.
We make our own desires so mind the gaps of history us wolfs we hunt alone
keep calm and carry on -jim sept 2022
watch the music video on my youtube https://youtu.be/wLanb1-hulI

Fear of Attraction

fear of attraction

Fear Of Attraction [watch the music video on youtube]

My white swan

The most beautiful journeys
on the most beautiful shores
out of sight
you stole them for me

the sweetest of faces 
and facade smiles 
to hide the ravagers
of a brutal childhood

i think of you 
whaterver the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like before 
My white swan 

All that remains from you 
are those old pictures 
of an unfailing friendship
but i haven't turned the page

i think you 
whatever the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like chasing the wind
we were like kings 
we were like beggars
my brother in blood 
my white swan 

Far away , i keep far away 
from those who called you « the black swan »
far away , from envious and means 
who understood nothing 
who just couldn 't even … see 

i think of you 
whaterver the weather is 
i dream of you 
just like before 
i look for you sometimes
in the corners of time 
my brother in blood 
my white swan

Mon Cygne Blanc (translated lyrics in description)

End of summer = longing for endless summer 
Pure EDM in Tomorrowland atmosphere
Written, performed and produced by Deep Sky Musics 
Corsica September 2022

Thinking of you... so far across the ocean.... 
💚

Seasons of You * End of Summer EDM from the Isle

Another fabulous collab with the AWESOME -Nakedverse :- https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Lyrics:-
I can't take it anymore
I'm impatient now for sure
Got to let the people know
They got a long long way to go

When we start
To rebuild
Make it stronger
From Love
With a heart
With some trust
Build it higher
From Love

Nakedverse/ winkandwoo 2022

From Love

From Love - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

Here is the result of our first collaboration with @GrevusAnjl. What started off as a straightforward piano piece was passed to Justin who added a sprinkling of synth magic, upon which Helen then developed her vocals. 

So here it is released into the wild, we hope you enjoy it😁 

Vocals: Helen
Synths: Justin aka @GrevusAnjl 
Piano: Andy

Leopard image courtesy Patrick Bouquet

Predator | betterlate & GrevusAnjl

READ THE ACCOMPANYING POEM HERE >> https://mystictapedeck.com/bards/the-gravedigger/

All drums and percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, synths, scraping sounds, vocals, bass, lyre, slide lyre, lyrics: PS Perkins
Mix and master by PS Perkins and R Thomas

E'en that...

Who'll supply the shovels used to split the sacred soil?
And who will help the spirit shuffle off this mortal coil?
Who'll embalm the body, who will mummify the husk?
And who will sail the flaming ship into the drowning dusk?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

Who is going to drive the hearse and consecrate the wine?
Who is going to build the box from the gnarled and knotty pine?
Who will be the artifex to decorate the tomb?
And who will bribe the jackal waiting at the gates of doom?

And who will dig the grave digger's grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will dig the grave diggers grave?
Who will bury them?

E'en that...

"In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for, ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing meet."*

But age, with it's stealing steps
Hath clawed me in it's clutches
Age, with its stealing steps.

E'en that...


*From Shakespeare's Hamlet Act 5

BARDS:Of The Shimmering Seraphs

The Grave Digger

THERE’S AN OUTAGE WHAT AN OUTRAGE
CUT OUT FROM THE WORLD
UNSEEN UNTOLD UNHEARD 
IT’S LIKE YOU DON’T EXIST NO MORE
NO REASON TO LIVE FOR

THERE’S AN OUTAGE LIKE A BLIND CAGE
LOCKED OUT FROM WITHIN
LOCKED IN AND WITHOUT
NO COMMUNICATION 
YEAH CONNECTION BREAKDOWN

IN THE DEEP OF THE NIGHT
WITH NO ONE NOTHING IN SIGHT
BUT THE FLICKERING FLAME 
OF A CANDLE LIGHT
LIKE IN THE OLD DAYS 
IN THE OLD WAYS 

THERE’S AN OUTAGE 
ZERO VOLTAGE
DUSKY BACKSTAGE
BLACK ADVANTAGE 
THERE'S AN OUTRAGE

IN THE OLD WAYS OF THE OLD DAYS
IN THE OLD WAYS OF THE OLD DAYS

OUTAGE

Seagull was kind enough to share a childhood memory with me of fishing boats with old spark plug engines, the scent of the sea, the sound of gulls looking for a meal, all of which he had put into a lovely musical portrait.  It is a different world compared to the childhood I had growing up in suburban Denver, Colorado.  Now with us both in our later years we get to meet on this wonderful platform called Soundcloud, and I asked if I could tag along with him as he shared this lovely memory.  Thank you my friend for letting me join you.  Always an honor.  Hear more of Seagull's beautiful music @farout-music-studio. A real treat awaits you.

Childhood Memory (Seagull; Guitars, Bass, Synths, David Dunham; Acoustic Guitars)

Temp Friend Agency X Modes About Me - i suck at goodbyes - E Major - 161 BPM

Original song: https://soundcloud.com/tempfriendagency/i-suck-at-goodbyes

Music/Lyrics: Composed, written, and performed by Temp Friend Agency & Modes About Me "Mark David McClellan"

https://soundcloud.com/modesaboutme

https://soundcloud.com/tempfriendagency

Lyrics: Written and performed by Temp Friend Agency
Do you know why,
Good things come and go?
Because I don’t
I don’t know why
Why we must say goodbye

Lyrics: Written and performed by Modes About Me "Mark David McClellan"
I'll weave between the folly and the fib
The road will lead me back to chasing wind
Again
I know you know that good things
Good things always end, end
But I will die before I hang my head in bitter rest
In time my mind will turn away from thoughts of senselessness
And like a wine my age will soothen me of all this sin
Good things always end, end
Good things always end, end
Just like her lips
Glistening like carrots
Dancing in the ring 
She left it on the counter by the sink

Modes About Me Pt. 1

I Suck At Goodbyes (Ft. Temp Friend Agency)

Far Away

Download

Well once again  Uziel, Tex Mex Shaman, Janine Levinson with Tea are Sea and me made some musical poetry together.
Uziel sings, and co-produced with TMS (amazing work that saved us from disaster)
TRC layed down a beautiful foundation Synth track in the second half
TMS plays his Sitar and guitar and E-Bow throughout
Janine sings
Stonerjazz Lyrics/Synth/ roland boss bass and drum engine and sings.
A heartfelt thanks to everyone who made this music, and to everyone who joins us in this song😊

Lyrics.            Asteriod
Some asteroids in outer space are made of cheese.
We only need to capture one of these
And we can feed everyone in the world for free.
I'm hoping it won't be a Roquefort or a Brie,
A nice sharp cheddar would be just fine with me.

Make a list check the box then move on
Lock the door, mop the floor, do the chores then move on.
Love the world if you're able, if you're not please set the table
Time to eat, wash your feet, eat your meat
Repleat with rice and beans and broccoli.

High speed snow and sleet outside
While we practice worldwide genocide
In the name of economic prosperity for the few
How bout you, if you were boss what would You do?

Wood nymph hiding stealthily behind a giant Douglas fir
Off to the west. A most majestic tree.
She took my hand that girl with diamonds in her eyes
And said now follow me to a clearing where they were singing songs of love and war.

Getting back trying to unlock the doors
Crucifixion is the perfect antidote for lethargy
Oh can't you see.
If we had our druthers we'd be getting back to where we were before
Even though that bridge is burning brightly in the middle of a balmy night
The dog wood bloomed
Reminded me it used to be her favorite tree
When she still loved me like a bell that rings in distant memories.

ASTEROIDS---Janine Levinson, Uziel, Tex Mex Shaman, Tea Are Sea

Paradise in the sun.

Once I wrote a longer description here: a love song in 7/4 ¿or 14/8?

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti) /  Silvia II (What I feel for you)

Es de difícil clasificación  /  It is difficult to be classified
dentro de las variedades del amor  /  among all varieties of love
lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  what I feel for you, what I feel …

Sólo sé que no puedo vivir sin ti,  /  I only know I can’t live without you,
no puedo ver sentido a mi vida si no estás aquí.  /  I can’t find sense to my life if you are not here.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando todo va bien  /  When everything goes fine
lo que me une a ti es tu forma de ser,  /  what joins me to you is your way of being,
es muy fácil ver  /  it is very easy to see
todos tus encantos de mujer.  /  all your woman's charms.

Una idea que no puedo soportar  /  An idea that I cannot bear
es verte en brazos de otro, en otro lugar.  /  is seeing you in other one’s arms, in another place.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

No puedo imaginar  /  I cannot imagine
tu voz susurrando a otro compás.  /  your voice whispering to another compass.
Lo que siento por ti, lo que siento…  /  What I feel for you, what I feel …

Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
puedo contemplar tus defectos con claridad.  /  I can behold  your faults with clarity.
Cuando algo va mal,  /  When something goes wrong,
sólo quiero escapar a otro lugar.  /  only I want to escape to another place.

Grab it !!

Silvia II (Lo que siento por ti)

Re-worked Soundpiece from recordings taken in Florence that became part of La morte mi troverà vivo which investigates how noise can be a catalyst for communicating with the supernatural.
https://nomatesensemble.bandcamp.com/album/la-morte-mi-trover-vivo

Florence Nightscape

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

ANGELS DIGGING IN FAR ASTEROIDS

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