A song I wrote during lockdown. This is just the demo version but felt compelled to share it with the world. I was feeling a lot at that time and writing was a way to help get all my emotions out. At first i was reluctant to share something that ultimately shows a very vulnerable part of myself. Sharing this song is a way of acknowledging we can get closer to accepting ourselves for all of who we are. Don’t be ashamed of who you are. All parts of us deserve love ❤️

Time - Demo

The final track on Reg's 8th Album England Green & England Grey

FLORA SANDES                               
She was born to God’s disciple she was born to hold a rifle
She taught herself to fight while all the other girls played mum
Learned to ride and learned to drive fix a wound and stay alive
How to use a sword and how to shoot a gun

When the war broke in the east she begged her father to release her
To a front line nurse’s station in North Albania
He said ‘women are created to give life and men to take it
So care for and repair them and remember who you are’
She strapped a soldier’s tunic round her charms
She said ‘let the girls bear armies I’ll bear arms’
 
CHORUS
Flora Sandes Flora Sandes Wasn’t born a fighting man
But God help the man who finds himself At war with Flora Sandes
 
Drawing close she heard the rattle of the angry guns of battle
She begged her captain free her to the raging heart of war
He said ‘there is a way but you must swear an oath today
That you will love no man completely Give your body to your country
And wear the clothes that other soldiers wore’
And flora smiled sweetly and she swore
 
To her a woman’s life was boredom only fighting brought her freedom
Her lethal independence craved the brotherhood of men
Between killing them she healed them later married and concealed them
But their annihalation was her greatest pleasure then
She took comfort in their silence and their moans
Only then she knew she’d brought death’s victory home
 
She fought hand to hand with men winning time and time again
Til an enemy grenade cut her down – cut her down
She was honoured and promoted for her injuries deported
And her doctors tried to lead her to a woman’s life again
She said ‘I never came this far to lose
And I will be a woman when I choose’
 
She died at home among the flowers in the quiet English hours
The soft hands of a woman lay still upon her chest
Hands that killed and mutilated lie content and compensated
It was a woman that they buried and a woman laid to rest
But as she breathed her last she felt the joy
Remembering when she was a boy

The Ballad Of Flora Sandes - Reg Meuross (England Green & England Grey)

Charlie Dore's new album Dark Matter promises a cocktail of the metaphysical and the miniature, big themes and tiny dramas both sad and funny, served in a beautiful but cracked glass. With titles like 2000 Hour Light Bulb, Fifteen Minutes with Danny Kaye and Personal Hell, Charlie raids the instrument cupboard and shines an eclectic light on some of her darkest material yet.

To order a copy or to browse the tour dates: charliedore.com

Reviews:

“Dark Matter…an amazingly astute, moving, intelligent and connected songwriter…a voice like Kate McGarrigle meets Dory Previn. Wonderful ” Mike Harding

“Beautiful, existential, metaphysical and intruigingly other. Zen folk I want to call it…No one else makes albums like this. Charlie Dore’s ‘Time Out of Mind’ “ Ricky Ross, BBC Scotland

“She’s the real deal…wondering where she gets inspiration for her lyrics. Rarely heard any so clever.” Fatea

15 Minutes with Danny Kaye (soundbite from the album Dark Matter by Charlie Dore)

A Walk Across the Rooftops 			Paul Buchanan & Robert Bell

I walk across the rooftops
I follow a broken thread
Of white rags falling slowly down
Flags caught on the fences

I walk across the rooftops
The jangle of St Stephen's bells
The telephones that ring all night
Incommunicado

The traffic lights are changing
The black and white horizon
I leave the quiet redstone
And walk across the rooftops

I walk across the rooftops
On graduation day
To look for independence, 
Yeah!

The lights are always changing
The black and white horizon
I leave the redstone building
And walk across the rooftops 

There’s a glorious moment between receiving your final exam results and graduation. I remember those weeks as the sunniest, most carefree I have ever spent in Glasgow. Everytime I hear this Blue Nile song I’m reminded of days hanging out between the City Centre and the West End, barbecues, carry outs and late night sing-songs in tenement flats.

Glasgow

A Walk Across the Rooftops

Blankets Of Kindness

Time Tells Me This is the second single release (12 October 2018 via AWAL) from London Singer-Songwriter Catty Pearson's debut EP (out 24 October 2018)

“Her voice forms an oasis of serenity amidst the chaos of the world.” London based singer-songwriter Catty Pearson releases her soul searching debut EP Time Tells Me on Wednesday 24th October. The EP launch gig is at the Laylow in Notting Hill the night before, Tuesday 23rd October see laylow.co.uk/subs for tickets.

The new collection was recorded with Chris Kimsey, best known for his work producing the Rolling Stones at legendary Olympic Sound Studios:“when you listen to Catty Pearson, take a deep, deep breath as her gracious soothing voice transports your blood pressure and heartbeat to a new vista. Truly unspoilt, a breath of Mother Earth."

Catty describes the songs on Time Tells Me as her enquiry into materialism and the invasion of technology into all our lives. It’s not unusual for a singer-songwriter to question the state of the world today in their songs. What IS rare is to discover a young musician as prepared as she is to turn words into actions. Catty has lived with a tribe in Malaysia, walked across Northern India with 1000 nuns to raise awareness of and help educate people about the detrimental effects of plastic and pollution on our planet, worked on a farm in California for 2 years to learn skills for sustainable living, and most recently swam from Albania to Corfu to help raise funds for an orphanage.

So when she talks about the passion behind her writing, we know she’s not just paying lip service, and nor is she preaching. Instead she holds up a mirror and reflects, beautifully and poignantly, what many of us are thinking and feeling.

With roots in folk, country and blues, she grew up listening to the sounds of Neil Young, Donovan, Cat Stevens, Norah Joans, Eva Cassidy, Joan Armastrading, Bob Dylan, David Grey, Eddie Vedder, Moby and Leonard Cohen.

‘Time Tells Me’ will be released on Spotify and iTunes via AWAL. The EP features Ollie Clarke on the guitar, Evan Jenkins on drums, Lukas Drinkwater on the base and double base, Flora Curzon on the Violin, Nichol Thompson on the Trombone and Jansen Santana playing Percussion.

for more info/photos/interview/press please contact katie@fromthewhitehouse.com

cattypearson.com

Time Tells Me This (Time Tells Me - Catty Pearson)

The Sea is My Brother

The Sea Is My Brother

From The Sea Is My Brother - release date 22:02:19
More info - harbottleandjonas.com
Management - Katie Whitehouse fromthewhitehouse.com
Press - janebrace.co.uk

There is a real maritime flavour to this superb album, every song tells a story and the storytelling continues between songs. A great live act, their songs cover the political and historical as well as the more personal. Partners in life as well as music, Dave and Freya combine a love of the richness of traditional folk with their own original and powerful songwriting. Over 6 years of writing and performing together they have evolved a compelling live signature sound, blending their distinctive solo voices with concertina, harmonium, banjo, stomp box, acoustic guitar and dobro with their powerful close vocal harmonies. 

They have received plaudits from folk icons including Seth & Geoff Lakeman, Jon Boden, Rod Clements, Lankum, Declan Sinnott, BBC Introducing and have been endorsed by Seasalt Clothing. Their music had been streamed in excess of 1,000,000 times in 25 different countries and they have also played a gig with Martin Carthy. Well travelled across the UK and playing up to 200 gigs each year, Harbottle & Jonas have managed to establish themselves as one of the most exciting prospects on the folk circuit. Dave & Freya will be leading the folk course at The Internationally renowned Dartington Summer School for the second time this year.

Definitely one of the best folk acts I’ve heard in a long while‘ – Music News  
‘I would stake money on a bright future for Harbottle & Jonas’ – Folkwords
‘Stunning songwriting and heart-rending arrangements 9/10’ – Americana UK

Hall Sands

The song is Track One on Reg's album, RAW, released November 2019. 

RAW will be the third in Reg's solo trilogy, following on from December and Faraway People. 
regmeuross.com

In conversation Reg said this:

“The first verse is about when I went to Dachau, the concentration camp, and I remember how suburban and leafy and comfortably middle class it was… with the camp hidden behind some trees. I thought about how those people would've seen the trucks but never questioned it. The second verse is about the dictatorships that even we seem to be under now with Trump and our own Government and the fact Mugabe hung on so long and Gadaffi… and how they continued to get away with unbelievable atrocities - the rivers ran crimson - and still they weren't deposed.. With Trump and Johnson it's less obvious but it still feels like we're being destroyed by them. And the last verse is about the environment, the Extinction Rebellion protests, the overwhelming proof of global warming ignored by governments.

I’m not trying to be accusing but just feel we should be more aware, and we should find our voice and speak up, and take action where we can. And I question the fact a lot of people don't even use their vote"

WE LOOKED AWAY lyrics

When the leaves were softly turning
And the constant engines rolled
And the ancient air was rich with summer turning
While the war was far off raging
We were safe behind these trees
And nothing changed but something distant burning

There was talk and there were rumours
Those who never came back home
Troops on the streets and cries behind the curtains
Those unsafe by their religion or the colour of their skin
Yes we heard the news but how could we be certain?

No we never asked the questions
We were busy with our day
We looked away we looked away

His eyes were bright with promise
And they shone with his great gift
And a nation swore allegiance to his vision
And his word rang like cathedral bells
Calling all lost souls to join
And praise and to rejoice in his great mission

While the rivers turned to crimson
We were busy with our day
We looked away we looked away

In the north the ice is melting
And the oceans fade to grey
And the whales cry for the dying of their nation
And the earth is stripped and wasted
Greed and progress have their way
While it sickens more with each new generation

Roll the blinds and draw the curtains
We are busy with our day
We looked away we looked away

Come the hour of your judgement
Would you take the stand and say
I looked away I looked away?

We Looked Away - Reg Meuross

Song A Week 2020/7

Theme:     Last Night,Nik Newark Saved my Life

Last Night Nik Newark Saved My Life (Song a week 2020/7)

uplifting trance inspired by the awakening of planet earth due to drop in pollution levels. See the video at mothwingmusic.co.uk

Open Your Eyes

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The Ballad Of Flora Sandes - Reg Meuross (England Green & England Grey)

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