Every week for  nearly 4 years  I write and record  a song and I am up to 236 songs which I have started putting in this fine playlist. Blimey it takes almost as long to post them as blinking write them ! It’s a smorgasbord of genre , subject matter. Some are sketches others are almost finished if there is such a thing. Some Might be considered to be demos except there really is no such thing as a demo. Some are bad some are good  some are doing the best they can  some have warts some are just perfectly formed . Dip your toe or dive in. Share or ignore they will
Not be going away. The list will just get bigger . And you can support me by going to bandcamp and buying some music.https://allthebees.bandcamp.com/album/all-the-bees or https://3bucketjones.bandcamp.com/

Weekly Song

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Inspired by a line from Emily Dickinson andother Song a Week..demo..since then I have created an acapella version of this too. Image by Sadhya Rippon. Have a listen to the acapella version too https://on.soundcloud.com/FJWDa
LYRICS 
feeling your senses
seed to a lemon
willow bending 
nature keeps on  growing 

picket white fences
care and attention
growing tending
reaping  what your sowing

CHORUS 
In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
the gentle  breezes
Amen.
In the name of the trees
And of the time  that goes by
And as  heat follows freezes ( Amen )
the garden keeps on 
living and dying
breathing defying
 the changing weather
flowers mark  seasons
friends for a reason
beginning ending
life  follows  its cycles
fragrance they're sweeter
then bitter  and healing
we keep on wending
following the  spirals

From part poem by Emily Dickinson "In the name of the bee,
And of the butterfly,
And of the breeze, amen!"

This 

Week 159 - Garden (Amen)

entry seven

lock the door i cut my wrist im a murder activist
im a bloodshed advocate im a killing champion
get the fuck away from me i should fucking stab you hun
you say that im crazy but thats only when i grab the gun

tear your body all apart i just wanna keep your heart
in a bottle or a jar turn you to a bathbomb
different pills inside my nose perc an oxy i suppose
vicodin or adderall drivin with my alcohol

spotify

murder champ #winning

dragging you to my favorite tree in the woods
you think ill make it to 20 i dont think i could
nobody here that you could see
no one would hear you or believe you
i know a quiet spot right behind the park
you tell me your secrets i wont tell you mine
you must think that im stupid
you must think im so stupid

i kidnapped her shes ok

Never Dreamed of Slaying Dragons 
did the whole thing in about 45 minutes raaaaaaaa! have a soft spot for dragons for many reasons . Puff the Magic Dragon will have me in tears everytime.I and Shelly's dad have the same birthday ...St Georges Day. 23rd April..who is also patron saint of England I live a lot in Wales which the dragon is the emblem. I know its supposed to be about the year of the wood dragon but what is a brief but a word to play with ...grabbed a loop and I am really pleased with the sketch as think this line 'never dreamed of slaying dragons' brings me great joy!.....story has it that george finally went to slay the dragon when they started donating children and then the princess to quell the dragons appetite . I know already lots of changes I am gonna make structural and lyric changes .. very excited!
Lyrics
POOR GEORGE CHORUS poor george didnt want to be a champion poor george never dreamed of slaying dragons poor george he loved a girl a girl Sophia poor george dreamed one day they'de be together VERSE when george was a little boy he had small red wooden dragon it was a special specail toy they were always close close companions called him Prince of Wales it was his only proper friend with his crimson scales faithful to the bitter end BREAK had to protect her from the dragon's appetite had to protect her finish off the dragon's flight

Poor George ( Never Dreamed of Slaying Dragons)

Another little collab on the day before the equinox! Yowza got it on time. Thanks Andy for the track which I didn't carve up too much...changed the temp and added some distorted perc. found a new thing on logic when you pitch flex the vocals you then can change the tempo and the vocals change tooo...who know ...Based on the morbid fairy tale of the REd SHoes...probably not a keeper but enjoyed putting it together particularly with the odd time changes etc.
Lyrics
1.mother took her daughter to the shoemender to patch up her worn out shoes daughter charmed her mother bought her dancing slippers from the window old and used Just be careful said the shoe mender those old sippers have a mind of their own they used to belong to a girl who danced to her last breath pirouetted to an ... early death 2..mother took her daughter to the shoemender to give her old shoes new life daughter managed to charm her dear mother to buy slippers against all sensible advice Just be careful said the shoe mender those old red shoes have a mind of their own they used to belong to a girl couldn't stop her dancing feet threw herself from a mountain try to stop to stop the beat her feet are turning whirling spinning burning all over the town like they're flying, death defying dont think they will ever come down she's getting high, touching sky arms are thrashing through the air pirouetting just forgetting mama told her to take care but she couldnt stop her feet from dancing

Couldn't Stop her Feet From Dancing

week 190-writing recording a song a week the brief was 'fragile' The Boy who Thought He was Made of Glass 
fragile could have been a tough one as I aranged Fragile by Sting for Acapella years ago and its in my bones..then hurrah! I was listening to my most recent audio book in the middle of the night when I could not sleep ...a 20 hour book that sends me off fairly quickly which is good called '1000 years of annoying the french' by Stephen Clarke...and there was a little section about King Charles VI of France who was famously afflicted by the 'glass delusion'. He belived he was made of glass . he wore clothing reinforced by iron rods and did not allow his advisors to come near him due to his fear his body might accidentally shatter....I also used sounds in omnispere that had the word glass in them to get me started...
LYRICS
The Boy Who Thought He Was Made of Glass keep away keep away I might crash i might smash I might shatter keep away keep away you may not even see so me do I matter? keep away keep away my transparancy my fragility keep away keep away you cant touch me you look right though me CHORUS I might break I might shatter in the end will it matter? everyone can see right through me Im transparant crystalline I could smash at anytime keep away keep away my heart my bones are glass unbroken keep away keep away a spell was caste a magic potion keep away keep away I'm cursed am trapped my fear increases keep away keep away for fear I'll break into a million pieces CHORUS I might break I might shatter in the end will it matter? everyone can see right through me I'm transparant crystalline I could smash at anytime

The Boy Who Thought He Was Made of Glass

'week 205 of write record a track a week -the word was 'Joke'
it's the only joke I remember and everyone gets sick of me telling it so ha! also we had this phrase...''ooo Miss Sharp, get back in the knife drawer'' when someone was being. bit cutting...
LYRICS
Samantha Sharp! get back into the knife drawer x2 Samantha went to an inflatable school la la la la Samantha kept on a breaking of the rules la la la "you've let the town down, your friends down, the Head down , the school down ' ( get it...let the inflatable school down ha ha ha )

You've Let The School Down

thanks jacko for the beat and verse @i-wanna-be-a-jack-o-later

nope your too late i died w/ jacko

This song is a powerful anthem that celebrates self-love and acceptance. With verses that emphasize personal growth, inner strength, and the importance of nurturing oneself, this song resonates with anyone on a journey of self-discovery. The chorus is a heartfelt declaration of self-acceptance and love, inviting listeners to embrace their true selves.

I love my self

Such a joy to be writing a song every week for nearly 5 years and I forget to share and now and then fall into what is like a diary of my life and the last 5 years have been one hell of a ride.!  They are one off could be called demos or fresh shoots but they give me such joy. This one is the idea being like being on a heavy pain killer when the pain somehow ends up begin ' over there' and the idea that maybe being high above the pain it would not hurt so much...
1. there's a boy in the sky  in a hot air balloon
to  the  blazing  sun and the slim  rising  moon
he looks down at the  houses as the people  they wave
they  get  smaller and smaller  and just for a day

 all cares and worries  have just  blown away 
then he jumps from the basket lets his body go loose
pulls the chord on the side
to release  his  parachute 
 
2.just a pie in the sky as she told him goodbye - (she's not gonna stay )
Knew he needed to cry felt he needed to fly- (she's walking away)


all the bad feelings need to blow away    
so  he jumps from the basket lets his body go loose
pulls the chord from the side
to release  his  parachute 

CHORUS OR SOMETHING
billowing rainbow silk
parachute unfurls
earth's  axis tilts
feeling free from the world
flying in  slow motion  looking down on the pain 
you almost cannot  see ( feel ) it anymore   x2

3. just a pie in the sky as she told him goodbye -( she's not gonna stay )
Knew he needed to cry felt he needed to fly-( she's walking away)
all the bad feelings need to blow away    
so  he jumps from the basket lets his body go loose
pulls the chord from  the side
to release  his  parachute 

CHORUS OR SOMETHING
( the pain has gone ...)
billowing rainbow silk
parachute unfurls
earth's  axis tilts
feeling free from the world
flying in  slow motion  looking down on the pain 
you almost cannot  see ( feel ) it anymore   x2

Almost Cannot Feel it Anymore

I am working on tidy playlists..there is one for all my song-a-week and then other tidy playlists will follow ..it like a thrift shop of my songs..you gonna have to have a good rummage ..a great place for a demo  ( there is no such thing as a demo) is what I say. One day I will orgnise into tidy playlists. good luck - I will put the kettle one

Almost Cannot Feel it Anymore

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