New in November

this is a recording from a couple of years ago, just me and guitar. 

So I'd watched the amazing Peter Jackson, WW1 documentary film, They Shall Not Grow Old. It really brought the subject to life, and was a vivid and sensitive documentation of the great war. 

The following night I watched a BBC documentary which was an insight into the origins of shell shock, in terms of psychiatric diagnosis and treatment, what we would now call PTSD. Some really harrowing stories were told from WW1. 

One story in particular haunted me. A tale of a young teenager suffering from shell shock and sent home to recover before going back to the trenches. He was so traumatized by the effects of war, that he pleaded with his mother to hide him under the stairs when the army came looking for him. The mother did exactly that, but the boy was dragged back off to war, where the  boy could well suffer the ignominy of being killed by his own comrades if he refused to fight.

It's hugely hard to comprehend this sort of story, and it's not my place to condemn or condone behaviour in warfare as I have no experience whatsoever of it.  

But I can certainly feel empathy for the boy, and although these harrowing tales are hard to rationalize, this song was my meagre attempt to show empathy and genuine compassion towards a story that touched me greatly.

And so the song is told as, The Boy Beneath The Stairs. 

Lyrics

Mamma I heard the call, are we going to war
mamma please don't you let them take your boy

if they come, would you hide me beneath those staris

they dragged me kick and scream from beneath the stairs
called me coward, n gave me a gun 
and said please go ahead

now I shake from head to toe
I got nowhere to stand

mamma please do you remember when
we stayed up half the night 
and laughed our heads
mamma I'm seeing things
my brain don't comprehend

mamma I'm telling you now
I see your face
and this is gonna be the very last pain I feel
really wish I could of stayed beneath those stairs
really wish I could of stayed beneath those stairs

when I refused to jump, they shot me dead
no last post no holy ghost 
they just leave you there

thanks for listening and reading along, really appreciate it✌️








Boy Beneath The Stairs

it's up to you  (new vision of johanna)

Our Carpe Diem ~Gaz Brownie & Jeff Roberts

Whose woods are these I’ve no idea
Lost in the snow like this you must think it somewhat queer
Stopping here in the dead of night
I should know better but I’m still mystified
The heart confuses what the cold clarifies
That there’s no one, that there’s no one by my side
A cold front descending the snow piling high
I’ve no worries about it my worries behind
A walk in the Winter woods with the one I love

Lovely woods dark and deep where we’d come to know
Each other’s heart each other’s soul
All the while, all the while the falling snow
I think of you then your face brilliant and bright
Flush with the moment, flush with our lives
And a future, and a future that knows no time
A Wintertime walk under snow covered boughs
Each word that you spoke precious to me now
A walk in the Winter woods with the one I love

We’d hold on to each other tight
I’m still holding on to you tonight

There was a story  you’d tell me every now and then
About two people in love is this where that story ends
If you could tell it again
Cause I’ve gone miles and miles to find some peace
To find a place to rest, to find a place to sleep
All the while, all the while it’s surrounding me
Now I’ve done what you wanted
Ashes in snow
Got no promises left I got no place to go
A walk in the Winter woods with the one I love

Whose woods are these…

Whose Woods Are These

A song about yearning. 

Lyrics:
And even the simplest things can move me
The hint of a smile on your face to soothe me
And sometimes the saddest tale won’t bring a tear to my eye
But sometimes a simple word from you will suffice

It happens, if it happens at all, when your beside me
It happened one night late in the fall, late on a Friday
Standing on a bridge looking out 
At the smoke rising up from the trains in the station sleeping 
A chill in the air in the wind in our faces
There’s the strangest mood in the atmosphere of these places
I can’t get over the simple things
I get carried away with such simple things

And some of the simplest things can move me
The hint of a smile on your face to soothe me
And sometimes the saddest tale won’t bring a tear to my eye
But sometimes a simple glance from you will suffice

How many times in how many ways I’m reminded of you each day
Trying to recover the truths we discovered, the secrets we gave—secrets we made
Standing in the street in the rain
Looking up to see the light is out in your room
Dreamy and distant and desperate, washed out for a while
Till pain and time and love smooth over the trace of a smile
Cant get over the simple things
Get carried away with such simple things
Who-o-o-oh love’s a simple thing, yay-yah

Win Hill

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Simple Things

A first recording of a song I wrote four years ago.

We think of You every day,
We think of You when we pray,
You are so special, You're really special,
We think of You every day,

And Your guiding light, it shines on us so bright,
With the setting sun, we know You are the Holy one,
You are the only one we need,

We think of You every day,
We think of You when we pray,
You are so special, You're really special,
We think of You every day,

And on the darkest night, Your star, it still shines bright,
With the rising sun, we know You are the Holy one,
You are the only one we need,

We think of You every day,
We think of You when we pray,
You are so special, You're really special,
We think of You every day,

You are so special, You're really special,
We think of You every day,

We Think Of You Every Day

We Think Of You Every Day (Graham Williams)

Dean Moore's Album

Stuck Inside of Indy with The Chicago Blues Again

Here is a little ditty for ya!

Song by Eric Feltham

Lyrics:
Set out in the forest for a morning walk met a man on a stump and we had a talk
He said Ive been here since there were no trees now go away son and leave me be

He said

I can’t understand a word you say don’t go drifting out of your lane
Come back when you’ve found your way you can't keep cutting against the grain

I then met a man by the waterfall the plaque on the wall said he knew it all
He said ive talked to many people in my life listen to me son and take my advice

He said

I can’t understand a word you say don’t go drifting out of your lane
Come back when you’ve found your way you can't keep cutting against the grain

Against The Grain

We seem to be on ever ending road that leads us to the destruction of our own planet. In other words we are one more minute to midnight when it will be too late to stop the impact of climate change. We continue on the same road thinking we can wash away the daily grime at sundown. 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Lead vocals and backing vocals: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Lyrics
One more minute to midnight
The night is closing in
It’s hard to tell what’s black or white
One more minute to midnight.

One more wave up on the shore
In the last rays of sunlight
We think this will go on forever more
At one more minute to midnight

Keep on the same road for one more day
Keep on the same road. We’re doing fine
Cool our bodies in the river at sundown
Wash away the daily grime.

All our lives are intertwined with
Sun, stars, earth and moon.
All our lives are so defined that leave us little room 

We’re one more minute to midnight. (Repeat and fade).

One thousand miles from Texas

One more minute to midnight

One More Minute To Midnight

Claudio ( acoustic guitar & Vocals) Stéphane  (  piano,  electric guitar accordeon )

Pitiful song

Manhunt

First of all thanks for dropping in on my page.
I sing, write songs and play rhythm guitar. I'm trying to learn a bit of bass. People tell me I've got a reasonable voice and I have a liking for melody. As I make my way with multi-track home recording, I'm hoping the the end result will be greater than the sum of the parts!
So again, thanks for dropping by. Hopefully you will take a listen to some of my songs and if you like what you hear, it would be great if you could leave a comment.

New in November

Graham J Williams