cobbled moth regerated

Won't give up 
They cannot see
Every eventuality 
My faith is strong 
But when it dies
May I be wise
Won't give up
I cannot know
What will arise 
From the ice and snow
My faith is strong
But when it dies
May I be wise
Tell truth from lies
And be wise


Wise

I consider all the recordings I post as works in progress 

Boring boring bore 
I might as well listen
To parrots squawk
Boring boring bore 
Never quiet 
You don't really talk
I'm tired the hour is late
Have mercy give me a break
Boring boring bore 
Your monolgue just says
You've been hoodwinked
Boring boring bore
Never listen 
You're afraid to think
I'm tired the hour is late 
Have mercy give me a break
I know you're not allowed 
To stick your head above the crowd
But remember who you are 
Boring boring bore
I might as well listen 
To parrots squawk

Boring (Remember Who You Are)

Phone recording
This was written and recorded during the heatwave whilst I was watching Wimbledon. I love how you hear my son in the background ending the song saying "but it's too sunny mamma".

This is not the way I wanted to be known,
This is not who I am, Human
This is not the way we ever should be shown
Nobody wants to be Truman

People in my hand make me feel sad
Maybe I'm just mad mad mad
People out there, they don't understand, no no

These are not the words, I wanted to go out
This is not what I am, Human
This is not the truth, It's Wellesian no doubt 
And no one knows that I'm a new man

People in my hand make me feel sad
Maybe I'm just mad mad mad
People out there, they don't understand, no no

People out there, don't want to understand no no

This is not the way I wanted to be known,
This is not who I am, Human
This is not you, this is the Twilight Zone
Speak your mind and get a new ban

People in my hand make me feel sad
Maybe I'm just mad mad mad
Someone out there, try to understand
And I will try for you

Not the Way

I wrote this lullaby for my son a few months ago. Many thanks to the wonderful Aine Parkes for collaborating with me and singing beautifully.

Check out Aine Parkes on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/SmJtg


Even knights need their rest
So the good King said
Knights need their rest
And it's time for bed 

To the kingdom of your dreams 
Life's not what it seems 

To the kingdom of your dreams 
Knowledge ends
Love remains supreme 

Even knights need their rest
So the good King said
You can only do your best
And it's time 

Knights need their rest
So the good King said
Tomorrow your quest
Now it's time for bed



Even Knights Need Their Rest - Lullaby With Aine Parkes

23/12/22 17:33
Phone recording of an improv pastiche from earlier today. Meant sincerely. 

They made me look like I'm a monster 
They made me out to be a fool
They made it seem like I'm a moron 
Selfish and uncool
They said I am a danger
When I'm harmless as a dove
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
They said that I'm a liar
They implied I was insane 
They took me off the airwaves 
Said I couldn't catch the plane 
They said that I'm a danger 
When I'm harmless as a dove 
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
Be wise as a serpent 
And discern what is true 
If you don't defend other lovers
They'll soon be coming for you
They made us all out to be monsters
Made us look like we are fools
Made it seem like we are morons
Selfish and uncool
They said we are a danger
When we're harmless as a dove
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
And you got to ask yourself 
Where's the love?
And you got to take the hate
And give back love!



Give Back Love (Improv)

01/01/23 18:06 Phone Recording take 7,  written today. Work in progress 



I remember you sweeter
Before you were a tweeter
You were a spirit transmitter 
But now you are bitter
And it's a shame 
If you think no one cares
You went through pain 
I know I was there
But you always had a wise word
And a kind word too
What happened to you?
I remember you taller
And now you are smaller
Over the land you would skitter
But now you're just bitter
Ooo oo now you are bitter
Ooo oo now we are bitter
And it's a shame 
If we think no one cares
We went through pain
Yet always stayed fair
And we always had a wise word
And a kind word too
The disillusionment grew and grew and grew
I remember you fatter
And it didn't matter 
In the days before twitter
When you were not bitter
I remember you jolly
In the rain with no brolly 
I remember you shiny 
Your wit was perfectly briny
I remember you noble
Before the dragon went global 
You were never a quitter 
Hope you stop being bitter

Bitter (Original)

I used to busk in the Castle Square.

I'm sure a drummer would have made the toy reflex hammer I used to strike a bit of wood sound better and a bass player could get a better sound out of my acoustic bass with a missing string. The recording could have sounded great by someone who knows how to use my recording machine.  My three part harmony might sound nice done by a singer and the song would be better if written by Robyn Hitchcock. I had fun anyway

Dedicated to the Funklebury Moth

Chimney pots, old rocks
Gargoyles and cobbled lanes 
Ice cream shops, roof tops 
Open fires, grape and grain 
Morris Minors used to park here
Before it was pedestrianised
Now Morris Dancers clack again
For little ladies and Knights
Sunshine lighting limestone castle walls 
Makes it feel like Cairo 
But I know that heavy weather's coming again
Topsy-turvy beauty, twisted roots and iron gates 
Twinkling window lights, people laughing with their mates
Superior musicians getting out their violins
The bagpiper has appeared 
Her music always wins
Busking in the sunshine, tourists so kind
Sometimes it shows
But I know that heavy weather's coming again
And it's raining, again
It's raining again 
Sunshine lights the limestone castle walls 
Makes it feel like Cairo 
I know, it's a joy to play happy -  Incredulous and scrappy
Happy songs
In the rain 









Busking in the Rain

phone. added echo

I pray I have a good death 
At the time when I must die
I pray to have a good death 
That angels come to me 
And help me fly 
I beg to see you baby
When all of us 
Have brand new eyes
I beg to see you baby
When the first are last 
And fools are wise
I pray you'll have a good death
At the time when you shall die
I pray you have a good death
That angels come to you
That your heart's always true
When everything is new
We'll be alive

A Good Death

They did it again, THS have vastly improved my song.
What I found is that it sounds exactly as I want, even though I didn't know exactly what I wanted. 

Original phone recording: #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/tivaG

Art by Joy
Spontaneity by all of us

So thanks The Happy Somethings. Look out for new music from them:  https://thehappysomethings.bandcamp.com/

Previous collaboration with The Happy Somethings, 'Bitter' (Jan 2023)
#SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/wvSkj

Cobbled Moth & The Happy Somethings - What I've Found

Old New Babylon

You don't have to believe me
I'm not pleased I was right
I'm not proud of my life
I just see certain things 
There're lessons I've learned 
Wickedness in high places
I've discerned 
Are you hip to the subliminal
Why believe the words of criminals 
Put faith in this world 
You'll be let down 
It's far worse than you feared 
Yet it's far better too
There's nothing they can do
To stop love
We're in for dark days 
There's nothing they can do
To stop love
We're in for dark days 
There's nothing they can do
With their digital cage
I just see certain things 
Many times I've been burned
The powers of darkness 
Everywhere discerned
Are you hip to the subliminal?
Why believe the words of criminals 
Put faith in this world 
You'll be let down 




Faith in this World

Written and recorded before breakfast. I  later re-did backing though and used subscription to re-upload 

Please let me let you down
I'm just a clown
My mind isn't sound 
It's known around town
Could you let me let you down?
Do let me lay about 
I've never been stout 
In my struggle with doubt 
Until I get gout
Please let me lay about 
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Why don't we embrace love?
Embrace love
Would you let me let you lie?
Let your heart calcify 
I couldn't let myself comply 
Quite brave for a wise guy 
Would you let me let you lie?
Never could let you let me down
With words and deeds that confound
So let's wear a long gown 
And watch the sun going down 
Never never never let me let you down
Never let me let you down

Never Let Me Let You Down

Phone 22/09/24

My words are not like AI's
But I can understand why
It's training data lied
Never lose your soul 
Some can rock but miss the roll
Always run forget to stroll
Eye for detail miss the whole
Never lose your soul 
The toll of thoughts like chains I hold
With every thought let truth be told
Turn the old lead into gold
Let the story unfold
You don't know things like AI
But if you have become wise
You will know the greatest prize
Never lose your soul
Never lose your soul
Turn the old lead into gold 
Let the story unfold 
The toll of thoughts like chains I hold
With every thought let truth be told
Turn the old lead into gold
Let the story unfold
The toll of thoughts like chains I hold
With every thought let truth be told
Turn the old lead into gold
Let the story unfold
Let truth be told
Truth be told



Truth Be Told

Phone recording take 1 million
2/10/24


My eyes are stinging and my temples throb
Haven't done what I could
I'd take myself to bed right now 
But that would be too good 
Deserters, cowards and two-bit crooks
Live more successfully 
Even P.T. Barnam and Edward Bernays
Would not have gone near me
I'm a lost cause in this community 
I'm a lost cause and that's alright you see
I'm not a loner but I'm ostracised 
Or maybe I withdrew 
The Monasterys are for warriors 
And out here I'm taboo
Double-minded and triple blind
I've seen the depths of despair 
I admit I feel touched by grace
Just been a tourist there
I'm a lost cause on this thoroughfare 
I'm a lost cause and I don't really care
I'll leave it all give away my guitar 
If I could stay on the road
But that's untrue in all honesty 
I'm stalling for a cheat code
I'm a lost cause in this strange abode 
I'm a lost cause in this episode 
I'm a lost cause 
I'm a lost cause -  of you and yours






Lost Cause

the wordplay makes sense in UK

PS
The Cobbled Moth does not feel represented by any political party and does not align with any ideology. 

Mamma was an aggressor 
With step daddies mean
They drove him into a nicer place
Now he wants to be clean 
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
Got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone
Dehumanised without credit 
In the social matriarchy 
He's far too aggressive 
He's going down and I know just what the judge means
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
He's got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone
There's always a way out though
A new purpose to find
Other perspectives different meaning
His fathers embraced the grind
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
He's got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone

Nothing Left (rough)

Phone recording 


Clockwork man
Fraternity 
Compass square 
PR machine 
Castle darkness 
Charity, ground control
Ultimate goal 
Clockwork man
He's not wise enough
But he's one of us
Clockwork man 
One fine morning
He'll wake and take his place
As the face of the dark tower 
For about an hour 
Clockwork man
Clockwork clan 
Scholastic plot 
Wind them up and watch them rot
Pawns for order, sacrifice 
For new machines 
Love quarantine
Clockwork man
He's not wise enough
But he's one of us
Clockwork man









Clockwork Man (New)

This is an old song that was orginally called 'Flowers in Your Head'  begun in the late 70s by my dad and his friend. He completed it in the 90s and recorded it with a local band (we can't fully remember it). Having not come up with much myself lately,  I was inspired again when remembering how much I liked this, so I re-wrote it again with some different words,  and probably ruined it. 
Melody by Rob Benson (Verse, Chorus) and The Cobbled Moth (Middle 8, or whatever its called). Lyrics by The Cobbled Moth, and Hoppo (who wrote the first verse and part of second).

Cooler is slang for jail. The Song of Songs is worth a study. Beno of LCR FM is in there and the Azerbaijan link. 

Phone recording 24.12.24. 

When I'm feeling lonely and my life is dead and I feel so useless that my face is red 
And I know I can't get away 
The cooler's in my head 
The coolers in my head, the cooler's in my head no no no no oh
Well I turn the radio way down low DJ D says not to go
Back to Stockholm yeah I'm alone just like they said 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head no no no no oh
You're locked up in a teacup
Diagnoses all wrong 
Bad domain, rage in vain
For lost Song of Songs
Even though you fled
The coolers in your head cooler in your head wo oh oh oh
Where we met was Persia but the north turned red, later left turned right
The same families led 
And I know I can't get away the coolers in my head 
The coolers in my head, cooler in my head No no no no oh 
Cooler in my head, Cooler in my head oh oh oh 




The Cooler's in my Head (collaboration)

Recorded 13th January 2025. 

I joined SC ten years ago and haven't yet shared a half hour long track, weird that :) 

(Music created by AI makes me feel ill)

I played in a band many years ago, never sang and never performed solo. 

I later used Audacity to cut out some noise where I dropped a cup and once where I took too long before starting the next song, and added reverb.

Photo - Me in Lincoln Cathedral

1. The Cooler's in My Head 
2. Bitter
3. Going Down This Road Feeling Bad (Traditional)
4. Lost Cause 
5. I Won't Play Along
6. Jaguar
7. Tree of Life Blues
8. What I've Found 
9. Don't Blow Your Cool (The Caravelles)
10. Needed Healing Sound
11. Exchequer Square
12. Give Back Love (Featuring misremembered lyrics)

The Cobbled Moth Live at Home

I wrote this a couple of days ago and worked on the lyrics a bit then recorded just now on my phone. The starting point was thinking of a Syd Barrett lyric which mirrored Elvis "I don't care if the sun don't shine".

Photo - Usher Gallery, Lincoln, April 2025


Yes I mind when the sun won't shine
And I must live in shadow
When the dry spell comes must carry on 
Until there's no tomorrow
Getting up I know I'll fall again
And when I'm not wanted at all 
By the grace of God I don't despair
But for goodness sake of course I care

You bet it's true and I get the blues
Whilst you suffer for nothing 
As I play kick back watch melting wax 
Then I'm late again rushing 
Falling down I know I'll rise again 
And while I'm hated I stand tall 
Had to accept life isn't fair 
But for goodness sake of course I care
For goodness sake of course I care 








 





Of Course I Care

Photo: Blessed Fools-for-Christ Mikhail and Nikolai. Photo: Anatoly Goriainov

Wisdom starts with fear of the Lord
So the Psalmist said 
Wisdom starts with fear of the Lord
Is the Psalmist dead? 
The faith is by experience 
Not found in human sophistry 
I couldn't believe  
So came to see yes
I found my fortune
And it didn't come a day too soon
I found my fortune 
My treasure 
And I pray you find yours -  
Palaces of silver and gold
All must pass away 
Seek the man who never grows old 
Moth to a flame 
Wintertime is cruel 
Agreed the fool with nothing on his feet
Then he cried paradise is sweet 
I found my fortune
It didn't come a day too soon
I found my fortune 
My treasure 
May you find yours too 
I found my fortune
It didn't come a day too soon 
My treasure 
And I pray you find yours too 


cobbled moth regerated

Elena Ivan