Past praise:
“An astonishing lyricist and songwriter immersed simultaneously in ancient tradition and 21st century sensibilities” - Tom Robinson, BBC 6 Music

"Easy going charm and fine songs" - Ralph McTell

Written, performed and produced by Jack Cookson.
B-vox by Rosie G.
Artwork by Stephanie Black.
Mastered by Bob Cooper.

Jack Cookson - PCAP (Radio Edit)

I saw your face
I could illustrate that smile from memory
I saw your eyes
With their kindness blind
I felt your warmth in my hands

I could’ve sworn you were fabricated
My imaginary friend
I could’ve sworn you were fabricated
A character I made up for my health

But here you are
Here you are

I heard your voice in a glass roofed dock
and stopped and stared for a while 
Have I known you from some place before?
Another realm, another life cycle?


I could’ve sworn you were fabricated
My imaginary friend
I could’ve sworn you were fabricated
A character I made up for my health

But here you are
Here you are

You’re standing right in front of me 
Saying everything I want to hear 
I so badly want to believe in you
Sitting straight across from me 
Saying everything I want to hear 
I need to believe in you 

‘Cause here you are
Here you are 

Someone’s watching over me
Looking out for me beyond belief
Am I as lucky as one can be?
Making fantasies reality 

Here you are
Here you are
Here you are
Here you are

Here You Are

Brook (small stream)

https://springvogel.blogspot.com/2023/05/heimweh.html

Heimweh

Ob ich nun am Meeresstrand
stand oder in Regensburg, Mälze
mein Herz in der Hand, stand
doch flog mit Wolken und Vögeln

Ob ich nun fort oder heim geh,
bin ich eh auf der Suche nach Weh
Denn du bist mein Heimweh, auch
wenn ich längst einseh, ganz tief

In meinem Bauch, trag' ich dich
auch, einen schönen Gedanken, um
den Sehnen und scheue Ängste
sich ranken, noch bleiben sie stumm

Du bleibst und treibst mit jedem
Wellenschlag an meine Küste, wenn
ich dich nur wüsste auf hoher See
Heimweh, setzte ich die Segel, denn

vielleicht sah ich dir schon in Augen
wie sie zu Tiefgang und Möwenflug
taugen, habe ich dich schon an Tagen
voller Fragen in meinem Herzen getragen

Kein Meer ist so weit wie das Heimweh
dessen Tiefe so sehr mir ins Blau
des Himmels steigt und mich zieht, hinab,
in den Arm nimmt, mich wiegt: irgendwo liegt

was ich nie versäumt und träumt Heimweh

14.5.2023

Heimweh

A song for Jamie.

"About Love"
This is just too sad
It’s best not to talk about it
Unimaginable,
No words can really capture it

I’ll do one like you would do
I’ll try to

You were singing about love
Always singing about love
You were singing about love
Always singing about love

There’s a feeling I can’t shake
Like you’re writing this instead of me
You’d want it to sound happier 
I’m trying 

To do one like you used to
But it won’t come as naturally 

You were singing about love
Always singing about love
You were singing about love
Always singing about love

If you can, I hope you hear this
It won’t bring or give you any justice
But I’m at a loss of what to do

I’ll keep singing about love
Always singing about love for you
I’ll keep singing about love 
Always singing about love for you
I’ll keep singing about love 
Always singing about love
I’ll keep singing about love 
Always singing about love

About Love

At the bottom of the pile
Not the first, won't be the last time
I’ve forgotten what was mine,
Taken you for granted
When I flourish
You fade

I cherish those moments
Cannot strip those away

Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind 
Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind 

Seems I have been ostracized 
When the company expects, I shrink
Cast in your shade
You used to be fascinated 
I am still enchanting 

I cherish those moments
Cannot strip those away

Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind 
Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind 

Can you handle every version 
Can I accept what I’ve become

Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind 
Don’t let me fall out your mind
Don’t let me fall out your mind

Fast Lane

Don't Let Me Fall (Out Your Mind)

2 AM: A Nocturne

FAITHFUL JOHANNES X NEOCIA

Sincerity rapper Faithful Johannes and producer Neocia's debut collaboration.  A childhood obsession with astronomy collides with devastating moment the 2008 moment that NASA's Ultra Deep Field image revealed graphically how terrifying big the universe is.  It really is easier not to think about it.

Word and Vocals Faithful Johannes
Music, production, mixing and mastering Neocia

Ultra Deep

One of the true pleasures of living in a northern country is the occasional feeling of the warmth of the winter sun on your face. There's a word for this --apricity. A brief burst of apricity warms both the body and the spirit.

Apricity

Have you ever experienced the silence after a catastrophic event in your life. The complete and utter void that you experience after hearing bad news or experiencing something utterly devastating? This is what Silence is about. It’s about the unknown of what comes next. Does life actually continue after this moment or is this it. Can you find the strength to move on to tomorrow?

Silence

"A coldly furious diatribe." Tom Robinson, BBC Radio 6Music.

LYRICS - Richard Pierce
MUSIC - Richard Pierce

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

These dead
In their cold houses
In their ambulances
In their hospitals
Their fire engines
Their post vans
Their trains
Their homesless tents
Their tentless homes
Their immigration centres
Their small boats
Their cold streets
Their food banks
Their starvation
Their disease

The real cost of living
The real cost of living

No public service
No public service broadcasting
No independent news
No education
No living wage
Epidemics
Pandemics
Failing healthcare

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

Profits
In billions
Public lies
Overflowing gutters
Sewage in seas
Seas in drinking water
Governments breaking the law
These dead 
Try to save lives
Do their duty
But duty doesn’t pay

The real cost of living
The real cost of living

Ghettoes next to palaces
Gates where streets should be
Castles where hospitals should be

Here
Here’s the real cost of living

These dead
In piles
In their mortuaries
In their uniforms
In their PPE
In their stiffened poses
In their body bags
In their cold houses
In their  ambulances 
In their hospitals
Their homeless tents
Their tentless homes
Their immigration centres
Their small boats

The real cost of living

Ghettoes
Palaces
Gates
Body bags

Heimweh

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