Name: 'Til The End by Hannah Larkin
Duration: 3 min 44 s
Description: A bittersweet little song about saying goodbye to someone you love

Beautifully poignant or poignantly beautiful. I can’t decide.

Emotional and poignant!! Very nice song and performance

Soulful lyrics. Great vocals. Very chill.

Love sentimental songs. Lovely voice matched with a thoughtful production.

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement and Production

Reaching the age of 60 can signal a difficult time in one’s future life but may also, if you so choose, be a time when there is much to which you can look forward. My wife Jo was 60 earlier this year and wasn’t wholly enamoured with the idea so, as a family, we decided to make it extra special for her. If anyone deserves to be spoilt rotten it is she, having had to put up with me for 37 years along with being the most wonderful Mother to 3 fantastic children. Our family means the world to her, especially since we were blessed with 2 beautiful grandchildren and what she loves most of all is having them gathered around her. Over the years, we have followed the Reeves’ tradition of making Christmas a time to push out the boat in right royal fashion and as soon as December begins our house is festooned with lights and decorations, creating a party atmosphere that stretches right into the early days of the New Year.
In the lyrics, you’ll find many references to moments that always bring a certain Yuletide brand of merriment. For example, our Golden Retriever, ‘Prince’ Marvin The Magnificent’, makes it his exclusive responsibility to collect Jo’s slippers as soon as her back is turned. Try as you might, he won’t let you have them back until He decides the time is right (see cover pic). For myself, I take on the combined mantle of Court Jester - without fail, the same jokes every year folks - and Dextrous Magician (hence ’Abracadabra!’). I have recently discovered a new audience for these sleights of hand (of which they never seem to tire) in the shape of said Grandchildren, Richard and Theo.
We eat and drink our fill, we laugh and we sing, for even in a world as mad as this there is always room for a month of unbridled fun, so you’ll certainly get no apology from me! If you can imagine such a thing, this year we have decided to crank things up a little to make it extra memorable for Jo, starting with this special song to celebrate all of the Christmas days she has known. She doesn’t know about it yet so let’s hope it’s the catalyst for her best one ever. For me, I’m sure they must all have been memorable, merely because Jo has been there to see them.
Sincere thanks to all our loyal, generous listeners. Hope you all have a Peaceful, Relaxing and above all Happy Christmas & New Year!
ABRACADABRA! SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS!
(Terry Reeves)

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Sixty four to a twenty four phase
Family singing classic hit songs
Melodic vibes, help Jo party long
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Repeat the Father Christmas craze
Dressed in red with individual style
A gift for Dear Jo and a family smile
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Experience a life of generations
Family growing with imagination
Sixty Christmas Celebrations
Giving all our love for inspiration

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Making sure the groundhog behaves
Repeating good times, fun we have
I think we’ve heard that joke before, Dad
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Deja Vu theatre of Panto plays
Shouting out loud “it’s behind you”
Prince Marvin knows, Jo fits the shoe
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

Celebrating Sixty Christmas Days
Entertainment in grandad’s matinees
Abracadabra, another magical spell
Rich and Theo know but never tell
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS
ABRACADABRA! ABRACADABRA! ABRACADABRA!
SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS

SIXTY CHRISTMAS DAYS - CRIPPLE CLUB

Spring

A bittersweet little song about saying goodbye to someone you love

'Til The End

Music/Lyrics by Netta&McGill

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Like waking from a deep, blue sleep
For many months the light was bleak
But this morning something happened
A rumble deep inside
Baby, I was coming alive


So many days it has been low
And often eyes would overflow
But this morning something happened
All around blue skies
Baby, I was coming alive
*

 With sunshine in my eye
And you by my side
Pieces of the darkness disappeared 
Yea with sunshine in my eye
Now a pep in my stride
Baby, I’m coming alive
*

The brighter days to come eventually 
Take advantege of that feeling free
Cause this morning something happend
And my smile was open wide
Yeah baby! I feel alive
*

With sunshine in my eye
And you by my side
Yeah (baby)! I’m feeling alive
Baby, I’m feeling alive

Coming Alive

une petite valse...
Sur ce titre j'ai invité mon ami Philippe pour chanter. Merci à lui  🙏
Librement inspirée par  un court-métrage français de Albert Lamorisse, sorti en 1956.
La pochette est une image du film.

A little waltz... so French 😁
On this title I invited my friend Philippe to sing.  Thanks to him 🙏
Loosely inspired by a French short film by Albert Lamorisse, released in 1956.
The cover is a still from the film.


Paroles:
Une histoire d’infortune, l’enfant imprudent 
Lâche  son ballon rouge  qui  s’envole dans le vent  
Part  visiter le monde  les mers, l’océan 	 
Faire un tour du monde, la planète  est ronde

Refrain
  Ivres de liberté les ballons lâchés
  Sont des rêves d’avenir  
  Un désir enchanté ,promesse éclairée
   Un récit pour sourire

Vu du ciel étoilé c’est joli la terre
La Mère nourricière   de  l’humanité 
Sur tous les continents , des hommes et  des femmes  
 Des forêts des rivières On n’vois pas  d’frontières

Vu d’en haut c’est marrant on n’voit pas d’mechants
On n’ vois pas les guerres ni même  la misère
regard innocent, d’ un ballon d'un enfant 
C’est joli la terre quand tu prend les airs 

Les années ont passé,  ballon de retour
murmure à l'oreille de l'adolescent 
Le récit des merveilles vues chaque jour
C’est joli la terre quand tu déploies tes ailes

Traduction
A story of misfortune, the reckless child
Releases his red balloon which flies away in the wind
Goes off to visit the world, the seas, the ocean
Take a trip around the world, the planet is round

Chorus
Drunk with freedom, the balloons released
Are dreams of the future
An enchanted desire, an enlightened promise
A story to smile at

Seen from the starry sky, the earth is pretty
The nourishing mother of humanity
On all continents, men and women
Forests, rivers We don't see borders

Seen from above, it's funny, we don't see bad guys
We don't see wars or even misery
Innocent look, from a child's balloon
The earth is pretty when you take the Airs

The years have passed, the balloon returns
whispers in the adolescent's ear
The tale of wonders seen every day
The earth is beautiful when you spread your wings


Le ballon rouge

Recorded, mixed and mastered at Amplified Studios
Carlsbad CA, June 2025
Drums: Marc Polit
Electric guitars: Tristan Brooks

LYRIC
We hear the guards shout
It’s 9 and lights out
The truth is so stark
Alone in the dark
No ‘nighty-nite’ here
And no ‘sleep tight, dear’
No one to console
Us on our bedroll

We serve our sentence
Despite our repentance
No one’s obliged to sympathize
Here's what life has shown me 
We get so lonely we could die

A narrow window
Is all that we know
A glimpse of the sky
A bird flying by
That must sustain us
Thought it can pain us
To know there’s so much
We’ll never touch
So we muster resistance
To look off in the distance
But sometimes our hearts ask us to try
We see an old leaf blown free
And get so lonely we could die

The world’s betrayal
You know each day’ll
Break like it’s new
Then disappoint you 
My term’s determined
Of that I’m sure, friend
And yours is as well
That much we can tell
No pleas, no whining
No silver lining
In clouds that clutter up the sky
A single ray may break through
Just long enough to make you want to cry
How bad can the unknown be?
Here
We get so lonely we could die


we get so lonely we could die

Sonne im Herzen

The beginning of one of my guitar lessons at Matteo's Room with some training in phrasing and harmonics. Music is like a language - we just have to train a little to get more comfortable in unsing it...

lesson - Matteo Ridolfini

Cars are slowly passing by, it's raining like hell, I miss the sun and you...Melody from a room with a wooden floor...Pomerania - 19/09/2025

Mujer

I don’t want a mimosa today.
I don’t want a day when suddenly everyone remembers me.
I don’t want a symbolic gesture that lasts only as long as a photo or a toast.

Dignity is not an occasion.
It’s not something marked on a calendar.
It’s something that should breathe every day, like air.

Freedom is not a symbol.
It’s an ordinary condition:
walking without fear,
speaking without being interrupted,
being paid equally,
receiving respect without having to ask for it.

I don’t want a mimosa today.
I want not to need one tomorrow.

⸻

Non voglio una mimosa oggi.
Non voglio un giorno in cui improvvisamente tutti si ricordano di me.
Non voglio un gesto simbolico che dura il tempo di una foto o di un brindisi.

La dignità non è una ricorrenza.
Non è un evento segnato sul calendario.
È qualcosa che dovrebbe respirare ogni giorno, come l’aria.

La libertà non è un simbolo.
È una condizione ordinaria:
camminare senza paura,
parlare senza essere interrotte,
essere pagate allo stesso modo,
ricevere rispetto senza doverlo chiedere.

Non voglio una mimosa oggi.
Voglio non averne bisogno domani.

(Verse 1)
Don’t bring me flowers just for one day
don’t sing my name when the crowd looks your way
don’t raise a glass and forget by the dawn
I’ve been here living all along

(Verse 2)
A yellow flower fades by the night
left on the table in soft fading light
pretty in pictures, gentle and small
but freedom should not fade at all

(Chorus)
I don’t want a mimosa today
I don’t need a holiday
I just want the world to see
every day the same for me

I don’t want your flowers tomorrow
I don’t want your borrowed sorrow
let the quiet truth begin
when no one needs this day again

(Verse 3)
No more applause that lasts for a while
no more respect worn like a smile
give me a life that doesn’t pretend
give me a world that doesn’t bend

(Final line)
I don’t want,
I don’t want a mimosa today
I want a world that stays this way.

Written, composed and produced by Jozzino
℗ 2026 Jozzino

i don’t want a mimosa today (folk english cut)

難波（なには）江の　芦のかりねの　ひとよゆゑ
みをつくしてや　恋ひわたるべき

皇嘉門院別当（88番）　『千載集』恋三・807

[Verse 1]
Wind over Naniwa Bay
Reeds bending with the tide
One small joint upon a reed
One short night beside

A traveler came with the evening tide
A lantern and a quiet name
One short night beside the water
And nothing stayed the same

[Chorus]
Naniwa Bay remembers you
In every turning tide
One brief night beside the reeds
Still lingers at my side

Was it only passing shelter
Just a night before the dawn
Why does my heart drift back to you
Long after you are gone

[Verse 2]
Among the reeds of Naniwa Bay
Where dark waves meet the shore
One brief night like a cut reed root
Too short to ask for more

Lantern light across the water
Fading softly into blue
Morning came and took you with it
Like a tide that slipped from view

[Chorus]
Naniwa Bay remembers you
In every turning tide
One brief night beside the reeds
Still lingers at my side

Was it only passing shelter
Just a night before the dawn
Why does my heart drift back to you
Long after you are gone

[Bridge]
Markers standing in the channel
Guiding ships through restless blue
Must I spend my whole life longing
Why must my heart remain with you

[Outro]
Wind over Naniwa Bay
The tide returns once more
But the reeds remember softly
The night that came before



'Til The End

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