Seasons

My very first segment of Going Loopy from my earlier daze over @bandlab.com

#going_loopy #looperjam #HvyMtlHpp 

Bluezy Looper jam in Emaj...

Continued with the theme of remember


I try to face off with the
Demons
Am i hopeless
Endlessly suffering

I face the veins of sorrow etched into my skull
Each tear a bitter reminder of the warmth that made me whole
Your voice a constant reminder i cant chase away
Like the shadows in the twilight youre lost in yesterday

Scream into the void but you cannot reply
The memories we made will stay forever with me
Until im gone

Oh
I wanna rip the world in two
Shatter the pieces of the moon
Fuck

The clock ticks slowly in your empty room
Silence run rampant in your would be home
Now i cannot take my life back
To a place where it once was
We loved you with all our hearts but
I guess that wasnt enough

and so now i

Scream into the void but you cannot reply
The memories we made will stay forever with me
Until im gone

I dont think there is an easy way out
Its in my head in my veins
In my tears as they run down my
Face end of lies 
End of lines
Ends of stars
A new start
A new star
A new star is born by you

Take me out

Let the blood moon shine on me

Scream into the void but you cannot reply
The memories we made will stay forever with me
Until im gone

Memories

make it hot

Rest(pHola).mp3

The story begins here.
A voice pierces through the silence, frustrated and heartbroken.
“Who Are You?” isn’t a song. It’s a confrontation; a demand for accountability from someone who’s watched the king disappear into himself.
It’s the spark that sets the downfall in motion.

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Who Are You?

Joyful vocals for this year time of the year -- and (imho) more joyous than the current state of this poor globe ...

little joys

[Verse 1]  
He was born in the shadows of a New York town  
Where the winters were long and the dreams were hand-me-down  
Played ball in the alleys, ran fast through the years  
With his brother beside him and no room for fear  

They caught a killer fleeing, just boys in their teens  
A story passed down like the stitching in jeans  
The kind of old tale that fades into lore  
But Grandpa Phil always was something more  

[Verse 2]  
When the war came calling, he answered the sound  
Crossed over to France with his boots on the ground  
He wrote in the cold and he fought through the rain  
Saw brothers fall, bore the weight and the pain  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you gave more than gold  
You gave us your mornings, your warmth in the cold  
With hands that once held wrenches and wheels  
You held us with love that a lifetime reveals  

[Verse 3]  
He fell for sweet Anna, with a heart open wide  
She played him a melody, he stayed by her side  
Two children they raised with a quiet refrain  
Geri’s piano, Ted’s clarinet fame 

He worked with his hands, steel and design  
Tool and die maker with patience and time  
Built more than machines — he built a good life  
With laughter and love, with children and wife  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you lived slow and kind  
With a collie named Major and a sharp, steady mind  
Made us breakfast and stories we still hold dear  
You were the heart of our childhood years  

[Verse 4]  
When Anna passed on, he packed up his bags  
Left his cold kitchen and the old linen rags  
To the sun and the sea, to his son's west coast place  
Where seven young grandkids would light up his face  

He tried cutting hair, made a bit of a mess  
So the boys ran away but he laughed nonetheless  
He’d fall now and then, and we’d lift him with care  
But he gave more than he took, with his soft, quiet stare  

[Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you gave more than gold  
You gave us your mornings, your warmth in the cold  
With hands that once held wrenches and wheels  
You held us with love that a lifetime reveals  

[Bridge]  
And when Dad had to leave for a business affair  
You missed him, but never let grief fill the air  
You moved once again, to your daughter’s safe arms  
But the winters back east stole your strength and your charm  

[Final Verse]  
Now the house feels a little too still on some days  
But I still hear your voice in those old-fashioned ways  
In the sizzle of bacon, the bark of a friend  
And the way gentle stories come back at the end  

[Final Chorus]  
Oh Grandpa Phil, you're still walking these halls  
Through the echoes of laughter and the old photo walls  
You lived with such grace, with no need to thrill  
Forever remembered — sweet Grandpa Phil  

[Outro]  
Forever remembered… sweet Grandpa Phil

Grandpa Phil

You've gotta say 'YES!" to a little excess, except for when you don't!

Produced by DevilMonkey

Recorded by Max Dangerfield at Singing Bird Studios

DevilMonkey is...

Jim. Bass, Vox, Programming
Jesse. Guitars, Programming
Wayne. Drums, Percussion
Si Durrant. Guest Vox & Chorus Lyrics

Artwork by Jim

All of our love & thanks go to Simmo & Wendy, Beck, Dex & Nuno, Andrew Duffield, Ollie & Jayne Olsen, Stu & the entire Singing Bird crew, Andy Simpson, Max Dangerfield, Snake Powder, Natasha, Kylie, Vanessa, Noah, Emily, Josh, Hayley, Gidget, Wolf & Kelly & al the Pooches.

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