awesome work translating Shel's poem into a wonderful music track.

really nice arrangement with an array of interesting sounds and spacing of parts and space Viv!!

I love how quirky this is! And those portamento glides sit very nicely :)

Small world she said
and it was
Narita spun
and then Wellington

Small world she said
and it was   
And her heart broke open
The rumble moved most everyone

Under the bridges
The wonder rolls
Is there really the room in heaven
for a couple billion sad and unclaimed souls

The light of the world
Thick as two cents
Oh in this earthquake weather
gonna be a rise in rents

Small world she said
And it was
Do we spin unnoticed as we
Arc around the sun

Light of the world
Thick as two cents
Oh in this earthquake weather
gonna be a rise in rents

Light of the World Thick as Two Cents

hear also (if you like) https://soundcloud.com/user-649412648/land-final-feel

(the owl and the pussycat was always my favourite 'love-poem/song'....i liked the beautiful nonsense)
'the owl' is on guitar duties at the end coda (thanks jeff for me using correct terminology!...it's better than my 'section')

similar theme from 3 perspectives on a journey (this is 2nd song called 'land')
sometimes when i eq all the harshest frequencies out of my voice, there is no signal left....hmmm  :-)
edit 1 : words need a little editing...a few mixed metaphors here :-)
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my feet
were in concrete
stripped back to
bone

woke up
falling through the world 
going down
alone

when the daytime
went
away

crescent
moonlight
on the sand

your eyes are new
ideas

you're
a sailor’s
scent of

land


your mouth
on my
mouth

and we're heading
due
south

in the harbours
of the east
waves are kissing
the golden sun again

let the dawn fly west
let the world unwind
you got force
to burn the fuse
eat the space up
drink the quicklime

green eyed girl
heal the world with
your pearls and your shells


you are the sea
you own the moon

carry me on

on your
tides
and
swells

feel the black pulse and
the white heat
when I take your hand

see the shores in the night
get my sweetest first sight
of
land

and the popes and the politicians
and all the people in the cars


are just clock hands
melting
in your kiss
as we cruise through
motorways and hours

and if the lights get cut
if the night comes down
over your faultlines and your scars

crow will fly to bring
black love and
white roses
underneath the milky
stars

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(ends with a midnight dance on the sand)

land (colchis version)

Until The Day Is Done (2021)

Based on the lovely poem by Shel Silverstein. base image for cover also by Mr S.

Needles and Pins

Needles and pins,
 Needles and pins,
 Sew me a sail
 To catch me the wind.
 Sew me a sail
 Strong as the gale,
 Carpenter, bring out your
 Hammers and nails.
 Hammer and nails,
 Hammer and nails,
 Build me a boat
 To go chasing the whales.
 Chasing the whales,
 Sailing the blue,
 Find me a captain
 And sign me a crew.
 Captain and crew,
 Captain and crew,
 Take me, oh take me
 To anywhere new.

Needles And Pins

Chaotic Search For Love

“Miss Lonelyhearts”

Give us a word, O Miss Lonelyhearts
A fanciful word with hope to impart
Delivered with pity and sealed with your charm
Your winsome wise words, they soothe like a balm

So, give us a word, O Miss Lonelyhearts
Patron of ours, the spiritually starved
Our hearts are like puss, our souls open sores
Water our woe with holy tears of yours

These are tough times of suffering and sadness
But I’ve seen in the cards a new day ahead
Soon there will be laughter and gladness
I read the cards and that’s what they said

Miss Lonelyhearts, reader of cards
Grateful are we that you read what they said

The moon trines the sun and clashes with Saturn
You’re making progress, but hurdles await
Soon the moon will rearrange the pattern
All this to say, the stars hold our fates

Miss Lonelyhearts, watcher of stars
Blessed are you who know where they are

Wretched am I with all my inventions
To the spiritually starved I give stones for bread
Tarots and stars stir senseless confessions
The universe expands while our spirits are bled

Don’t you despair, O Miss Lonelyhearts
Just give us a word, or two a la carte
The broader your words, the better our lives
Your senseless confessions make our spirits feel light

So, give us a word, O Miss Lonelyhearts
Patron of ours, the spiritually starved
Our hearts are like puss, our souls open sores
Water our woe with holy tears of yours

Numbers are psychic because they go to infinity
If you’re number two, the future looks good for you
If you’re number one, rethink your vow of chastity
One, after all, ‘s the loneliest number of all

Miss Lonelyhearts, you numb our fears
You who with numbers work wonders
Miss Lonelyhearts, count out our cheer!

The tea has been drunk, but my cup’s cracked and shattered
The leaves augur nothing but that I must clean the floor
My once-crystal ball is now cloudy and spattered
Must mean the future’s unclear after all

Divinations abound in the age of the godless
We fumble with dust for solace to hold
But at the end of the day I’m still helplessly conscious
That I’ve no more peace than a man in blindfold
- - -
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

Miss Lonelyhearts

Live session 23.09.2021, of course way to long...but its not easy to stop when the machinery first have started :D

Main Sequnce made on the Behringer Crave, also controlling B-ARP2600 through midi. Secondary gate-pulse from my my other Crave(synced with the first Crave) interacting with the sound on the Roland Gaia and the Roland D70, which in reverse controlling the same Crave and the Gaia, rerouted midi to get that shimmering lead sound from those three synths(Crave, Gaia, D70) Then manipulating filters/oscillators on the Gaia and the Crave. All done live. Did a couple of testruns to get the preferred sound from the midi connected Crave, Gaia, D70.
 Maybe three hours with preparation before this aprox 10 minutes session, mainly on tweeking the sound of the synths. Thats the process that also creates the final sessions progressions.

Uncalculated

Produced by Martin Reed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQNEB_9FYBI&t=236

Connections  In The Cosmos - With a Heartfelt Video

wild-sea shanties 4 : yes

Elbow Watch Dawgs Union 

Composed & recorded by Mahan Mahan @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Mama Shadi's basement, adjacent from the noisy Whirlpool Washer & Dryer, Los Angeles, CA, USA 10/25/2021

Mastered @ SoundCloud Headquarters, Berlin, Germany 10/26/2021

Elbow Watch Dawgs Union

Written by Josh McAlexander
Guitar, Banjo, Bass, Mandolin: Josh McAlexander
Old song new arrangement

cumberland coal

Cumberland Coal (Original)

All music, songs and lyrics are original, unless noted.
Collaborations welcome, if you think you can add something to any of my songs, want to sing them, etc, please drop me a note
I advise playing on a good Hi-Fi or at least good headphones, otherwise you will miss all the good stuff going on in the lower frequencies. You don't want to only hear half of the music : )

Needles And Pins

Garddwr Porffor

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