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Agradecimentos à: Lucas Costa, Marina Costa, Pedro Xavier, Rian Barbosa e Jheniffer Luiza.

1   Um dia, que enfim virá,
     Ao ver meu glorioso Rei,
     Então eu vou compreender
     As lágrimas que derramei.

        Confia, sim, em teu bom Deus,
        Não temas, Ele é capaz;
        Na dor não deixes de louvar,
        Um dia tu entenderás.

2   Irei então lá concluir
     O que aqui já comecei;
     Deus vai enfim me explicar,
     Mistérios eu entenderei.

        Confia, sim, em teu bom Deus,
        Não temas, Ele é capaz;
        Na dor não deixes de louvar,
        Um dia tu entenderás.

3   Por que aquilo aconteceu?
     Eu finalmente vou saber;
     Por que cessaram as canções?
     Um dia vou compreender.

        Confia, sim, em teu bom Deus,
        Não temas, Ele é capaz;
        Na dor não deixes de louvar,
        Um dia tu entenderás.

4   Por que o que desejo mais,
     Às vezes é só ilusão?
     Por que fracassam planos meus?
     Deus me dará compreensão.

        Confia, sim, em teu bom Deus,
        Não temas, Ele é capaz;
        Na dor não deixes de louvar,
        Um dia tu entenderás.

5   Deus sabe os detalhes meus,
     E me conduz com Sua mão;
     Um dia me confortará,
     E eu entenderei então.

        Confia, sim, em teu bom Deus,
        Não temas, Ele é capaz;
        Na dor não deixes de louvar,
        Um dia tu entenderás.

17/09/2022

Um Dia Tu Entenderás - Hino 715

PARADOXXX

Part celebration of traditional English/British folk music and festival, part heart-singing pagan hymn (Oh Come All Ye Folkful?) but above all having some fun (mostly at our own expense) this is our BRAND NEW ONE, rehearsed and gigged and lived since the run up to Christmas and OUT TODAY. We've adapted two of the lyric verses to fit the instruments we have in our repertoire including on this occasion leader of the JD BIG BAND John Davies on sexy sax and his bonnie lassie Kathleen on guest drum roll on the drum verse. (They also have a little married duet of sax and drum roll in the play out.) It was an absolute treat to play live with them at Burns Night and to have their jelly roll jazz ( it's probably swing but you know where I and it's coming from) as part of our folk minstrel one. You can watch a film of us playing this track live with the JD Big Band and the Ecclefechan Tarts Orchestra and Choir last week at our annual Burns Night supper on YouTube film The Full Rabbie which premieres tonight at 7.30 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ioIP6Qt5hw

Come all ye rolling minstrels
And together, we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Those that dance, will start to dance
And those who don't will stay
In time to list our merry tune
That we play for you today

So, come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Our tooter, he just loves to toot
Upon his common flute
Recorder by another name
Much better with a mute.

So, come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Possessor of our sax appeal (see picture)
And no old folkie he
Folk is just some wayward notes
Jazz a wayward key.

So, come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Sound of beating on the drum
Song behind you'll hear
And to the rhythm of guitar
We hope you'll lend an ear

So, come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Well, the man who plays the bass does make
Those low notes that you hear
And the high notes come from you and me
For we will sing so clear

So, come all ye rolling minstrels
And together we will try
To rouse the spirit of the earth
And move the rolling sky

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Sandy Denny / Ashley Stephen Hutchings / Dp
Come All Ye lyrics © Warlock Music Ltd
Comic adaptations to lyrics of verses 2 and 3 to fit our instruments (and in my case level of virtuosity) by Peacock's Tale.

Come All Ye (A Folk Song)

For those struggling with mental illness and addiction

Finding Myself.m4a

An acoustic version live in the front room of this wonderful David Francey song (following the version by Leslie and Miller) with the amps off and a bespoke foot bodhran in place of the big bass drum. With bells on the instrumental bridge. youtu.be/PBL_l0p5ukQ  Some call this an anti-hymn but we've always found it a genuinely spiritual song carrying the real message of all faiths out to everyone and suffering humanity's yearnings for truth and love rather than the dogma and parrotry which often poses in its stead , which is rather the point we thought. It is after all a very long way from heaven to Bethlehem. The picture is the ceiling of Ely cathedral in December. 

Verse 1]
It was Sunday morning in our town
And I sat on they steps and I stared at the ground
And I bowed my head while they shuffled past
All the saints being called to the morning mass

[Chorus]
And off in the distance there rang a bell
Way off in the distance there rang a bell
And it rang for saints and the sinners as well
Way off in the distance there rang a bell

[Verse 2]
I remember the lessons of Sunday school
And I can't help but think, maybe I'm the fool
But I see no sign of a greater plan
Just the joy and sorrow of my fellow man

[Chorus]
And off in the distance there rang a bell
Way off in the distance there rang a bell
And it rang for saints and the sinners as well
Way off in the distance there rang a bell

[Bridge]
And here we stand while life rushes past
Between the first breath and the last
And here we stand between East and West
And here we stand between birth and death


[Verse 3]
I was watching the news the other night
There was a war on the Left, there was a war on the Right
And it's no surprise that it's us or them
It's a long way from heaven to Bethlehem

[Chorus]
And off in the distance there rang a bell
Way off in the distance there rang a bell
And it rang for saints and the sinners as well
Way off in the distance there rang a bell

©David Francey 1999


from Saints and Singers (Our Christmas album), released December 6, 2022 https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/saints-and-singers-our-christmas-album
Maz - lead and harmony vocal, acoustic guitar.
Gaz - support vocal, bass guitar, foot drum, bells.

Saints and Sinners

single! full record coming JUNE 6 (you heard that here first) party at the Cameron House

Gregory

This was performed by a gospel duo called The Two Gospel Keys - Emma Daniels (vocals and guitar) and Mother Sally Jones (vocals and tambourine) - and released on 78-rpm in 1948.

It was subsequently performed and recorded by such reverend gospellers as Sister Rosetta Tharpe (1950) the Original Five Blind Boys of Alabama (1953) the Hightower Brothers (1956) the Reverend Gary Davis (1962) and an English gospel choir called The Rolling Stones -whose version we follow here. (1971).

This was the first song Gaz ever sang in public and he did so at Meher Baba's Tomb in India in 1994, exquisitely backed with a vocal and instrumental brilliance comically out of all proportion to his efforts by a professional American guitar player and singer (who learned her version from a Black female gospel singer).
lyrics
You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move
Oh, when the Lord get ready
You gotta move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor
But when the Lord get ready
You gotta move
You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat
But then the Lord get ready
You gotta move
You gotta move

from Untied States of Americana (LP), released September 8, 2022
Songwriters: Gary Davis / Fred McDowell
https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/album/untied-states-of-americana-lp

You Gotta Move lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management

You Gotta Move

Book of Margery 1.36 "It is appropriate for the wife to be on homely terms with her husband. Be he ever so great a lord and she ever so poor a woman when he weds her, yet they must lie together and rest together in joy and peace. Just so must it be between you and me, for I take no heed of what you have been but what you would be, and I have often told you that I have clean forgiven you all your sins....

Margery took her marriage vow and obligations very seriously and with 14 children under her belt in 20 years - plus a voluntary return in old age from the freedom from him she purchased to the most earthy of geriatric care in their final wedded days - can hardly be accused of any dereliction of conjugal duty. But she shows a lifelong disgust for "fleshly comownyn" with her husband and her Book begins with that infamous post partum psychosis so the other kind of nursing (suckling) referenced here has history too.

But is it so immature to yearn for - divine a vision of - a love more real than the 'reality' with which she was lumbered?

There were always three in Margery's marriage - and none of that trinity was John. How did that feel? This track explores that. 


"Upon the Ouse's stinking beach
I stand and look across,
Amid the waste, and West Lynn seems
The Eden that we've lost.

"I take the ferry there, now Lynn's
Jerusalem or Rome,
Those Walsinghams she'll chase to find
She's just as far from home.

"The grass is always greener on
The other side," I say.
She says, "in heaven it really is
This green hill far away."

With a bump, I bring her back to Earth,
"You’re a mother not that maid
Who sang the Song of Songs to kings,
Our class must toil and trade."

"You great lump, John, in lechery,
You waste my church-spire dreams;
Trade children, chores and chamber pots
For heaven's shining greens."

"The grass is always greener on
The other side," I say.
She says, "in heaven it really is
This green hill far away."

some might say
her carol
wasn’t just
for christmas

but a
hymn
of the
common
people

translating
the
liturgical
latin
dove

into
lollard
robin
English

seeing through

the
sacraments
she adored

the
altars
she married

the
stained glass
she read

the
Holy Writ
she couldn’t

to the face of

GOD


I drag her from her saints and bones
Back here to old man flesh,
From deathless soul to perished clay
And bonds she would forget.

My vision splintered like my head
In five parts from my Fall,
Her vision capped by labouring love
Of wifedom like a pall.

"The grass is always greener on
The other side," I say.
She says "in heaven it really is
This green hill far away."

Yet wife-nursing my fetid flesh
So tenderly she seems
More like an angel or a saint
Than all her church-spire dreams.

Unmarried priests can only watch
In awe, her tendering love.
"Is this the end of me?" I cry.
"No, John. You're here - above."

"The grass is always greener on
The other side," I say.
She says " in heaven it really is
This green hill far away."

from A Mass of Carols For Margery, released December 25, 2022 https://peacocks-tale.bandcamp.com/track/the-mortification-of-mr-margery Tune by Andy Wall arr. Peacock's Tale. Words ©Gareth Calway 2016. Track art (Lynn waterfront seen from West Lynn) by Bhas Allan.

The Mortification of Mr Margery

"DISCOVERY"

Written, performed and produced by Roman Gorielov.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Roman Gorielov.
Cover design and photo by Roman Gorielov.

https://linktr.ee/romangorielov

© 2025 Roman Gorielov.

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Suffering Demos

Discovery

"WAR AND PEACE"

Written, performed and produced by Roman Gorielov.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Roman Gorielov.
Cover design and photo by Roman Gorielov.

https://linktr.ee/romangorielov

© 2025 Roman Gorielov.

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War And Peace

Songs About Jane: 10th Anniversary Edition

Sunday Morning

A marriage (and we are actually married, 45 years so far) of melody and rhythm. We do folk, indie, Americana, Norfolk noir, beat poems &  ghazals. Traditional tunes with contemporary beats. Music videos  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCb8wV0-DNiFs1R5G2VSytBQ
Maz lead & harmony vocals, acoustic guitar. Gaz vocals, voice, bass, drums & percussion, harmonium, recorders, lyre harp, field recordings.

The Mortification of Mr Margery

Peacock's Tale Musical Storytelling