(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

(traduit plus bas)
----
I open my eyes
It's time to go
And start the show
And even if I don't feel like it
I hear a voice
I've got no choice
I just wanted to sing
Above all keep my wings

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play I feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

Yet if the spotlights blind me
I can still make my mind, hey !
I'm looking for some meaning
A song with rhyme
But it seems reason's a crime
And deep inside, a soul is awakening 
For a glimpse of light
To reclaim the night

I would have liked you to explain my role
In this play i feel like a puppet that swings
And in this world where chaos takes its toll
I see that crazy people are pulling the strings

And in this masquerade
In a world of charades
The puppets twirl and spin and sway
 
Amidst the madness, yet a glimmer of hope
A puppet rebels, no longer bound by the rope
In this theater I will find the way
With some others we will rewrite the play

I guess I've finally understood my role
For I'm more than the puppet they thought I'd be
And now i count to three
No one to control me
I'll free all the puppets I'll see !

One
(no one can stop me)
Two
(no one can stop me)
Three !

----
J'ouvre les yeux
Il est temps d'y aller
Et de commencer le spectacle
Et même si je n'en ai pas envie
J'entends une voix
Je n'ai pas le choix
Je voulais juste chanter
Et surtout garder mes ailes

J'aurais aimé que tu m'expliques mon rôle
Dans cette pièce je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Mais si les projecteurs m'aveuglent
Je peux encore décider !
Je cherche un sens
Une chanson avec des rimes
Mais il semble que la raison soit un crime
Et au fond de moi, une âme s'éveille 
Pour une lueur d'espoir
Pour reconquérir la nuit

J'aurais aimé que vous m'expliquiez mon rôle
Dans cette pièce, je me sens comme une marionnette qui se balance
Et dans ce monde où le chaos fait des ravages
Je vois que des fous tirent les ficelles

Et dans cette mascarade
Dans un monde de charades
Les marionnettes tournent, tournent et se balancent
 
Au milieu de la folie, une lueur d'espoir
Une marionnette se rebelle, elle n'est plus liée par la corde
Dans ce théâtre, je trouverai la voie
Avec d'autres, nous réécrirons la pièce

Je crois que j'ai enfin compris mon rôle
Car je suis plus que la marionnette qu'ils pensaient que je serais
Et maintenant je compte jusqu'à trois
Personne pour me contrôler
Je libérerai toutes les marionnettes que je verrai !

Un
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Deux
(personne ne peut m'arrêter)
Trois !

The Puppet

I Feel It Now

mnOTR is Marie-Noëlle Reyntjens + Shane Watt

Music & lyrics by Marie-Noëlle Reyntjens
+ piano, lead and back-up vocals

Production and arrangements by Shane Watt
+ bass, guitar, drums, percussion, glockenspiel, keyboard, accordéon, back-up vocals

Back-up vocals on 5 by MoMeTi

Mastering by Fran Ashcroft

Artwork by Elléonne 

2 est égal à 3

Sincèrement vôtre

Radio Haze

And the rest will follow - 30-8-2025

Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
24.9.2025

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

No Time For Second Place

Funkmagic Moonlight Sensation DD 1980  "Violin Power"  COWBOY TYPE

Un álbum de beats rap diseñados pa’ romper en freestyle: bases crudas, bombo y caja al frente, pianos y strings tensos, ambientes callejeros y energía de batalla. Pistas listas pa’ soltar barras, fluir libre y matar cualquier ronda.

freestyle rap 7

Präsident and Boss

I am a frozen statue, watching seasons come and go, feeling changes, doing nothing, forever...
Last movement of the rock symphony, where I pay tribute to, and play, my mom's spanish guitar.
Main theme (bass E1-A1...E1-A1-E2...), appears all along the album, and also main themes of other 3 movements sound here as refrains (Vienen y van / Hora tras hora) which are thus sung over 4 different musics ;) E-Ruizzo project is finished, what's to come?... below translated lyrics.

SE NOTA (PRIMAVERA EN EL POLO)  /  ONE CAN FEEL IT (SPRING AT THE POLE)

Se nota… después de seis meses  /  One can feel it… after six months
el sol amanece y se nota…  /  the sun dawns and one can feel it …

En el despertar del zorro ártico,  /  In the awakening of the arctic fox,
en el fluir de los glaciares se nota.  /  in the flow of the glaciers one can feel it.
En el nacimiento de icebergs,  /  At the birth of icebergs,
en los acantilados poblados de aves.  /  on the cliffs populated by birds.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy sitio de paso.  /  I’m a transit point.
Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through,
un sitio de paso soy.  /  I’m a transit point.

Se nota… como cada mañana,  /  One can feel it… as every morning,
que la primavera ha llegado al Polo.  /  that spring has come to the Pole.

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

En la migración del narval,  /  In the migration of narwhal,
en el aliento del viento,  /  in the breath of the wind,
en las nubes que huyen de él, se nota.  /  in the clouds that run away from it, one can feel it.

En el canto de las sirenas,  /  In the singing of mermaids,
en las inflorescencias de hielo,  /  in the inflorescences of ice,
en el paso del noroeste se nota.  /  in the Northwest Passage one can feel it.

Vienen y van, no me hacen caso,  /  They come and go, they don’t listen to me,
soy para todos un sitio de paso,  /  I am a transit point for all of them,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy),  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am),
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

¡¡¡ La frecuencia diaria del proceso estacional  /  The daily frequency of the seasonal process
me permite hacer estudios estadísticos !!!  /  allows me to do statistical studies !!!
Ja ja ja ja ja ja jaaaa !!!  /  Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa !!!

Vienen y van…  /  They come and go…

Hora tras hora, los meses pasan,  /  Hour after hour, months pass through, 
nuevos migrantes, nunca se cansan,  /  new migrants, they never get tired,
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).
(soy) una estatua de hielo (soy).  /  (I am) an ice statue (I am).

Hora tras hora…  /  Hour after hour…

Se nota…  /  One can feel it…

ER37 PA04 RUIZZO ©1996 ®2020

Now all 44 songs I wrote with mom's guitar in my university years have been arranged and posted, 
after 8 years of E-Ruizzo project, which I'm about to finish. I plan to stay here, commenting as 
usual, and post future and still not scheduled songs from another profile. That's all, no alarm!

Maybe you played this version before? https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/se-nota-piano-version

Se nota (Primavera en el Polo)

A Musical Journey of FlexHead
Best known as a local Northern California Funk Band, FlexHead and their sound have developed and grown in popularity since 2015. Influenced by the community, culture, and sounds of their hometown, they perform music that speaks to fans across the musical spectrum. Their signature style has become synonymous with a diverse collection of melodies and compositions. This Funk Band is on the rise, and nothing can stop them from achieving the success they work so hard for. 

Contact FlexHead at FlexHeadFunk@gmail.com