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"Gloomy Sunday" is a song composed by Hungarian pianist and composer Rezső Seress and published in 1933, as "Vége a világnak" ("End of the world"). Lyrics were written by László Jávor, and in his version the song was retitled "Szomorú vasárnap" (Hungarian pronunciation ("Sad Sunday"). The song was first recorded in Hungarian by Pál Kalmár in 1935."

"Gloomy Sunday" was first recorded in English by Hal Kemp in 1936, with lyrics by Sam M. Lewis,[2] and was recorded the same year by Paul Robeson, with lyrics by Desmond Carter. It became well known throughout much of the English-speaking world after the release of a version by Billie Holiday in 1941. Lewis's lyrics referred to suicide, and the record label described it as the "Hungarian Suicide Song". There is a recurring urban legend that claims that many people committed suicide with this song playing."

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Shirley Bassey  Feelings

You and Me (resigned)
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

Why is it like this, when it could be like that
Is it just you and me, or are we all just as bad

We go to the market
Then we go to the store
We can't get enough
We want to buy so much more
For you and me

We get a new car
And we buy a new house
We ride on the train
so we can sit at the bar
Not you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

In the winter a plane
We vacation in Spain
But we stay in the plains
Where we know it will rain
On you and me

Is it always a game, for you and me
Is it ever the place, that we wanted to see
Is it ever the way, that we wanted to be
Are we ever ashamed, us, you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

We should have been home
But we left them alone
They are out on their own
They won't answer the phone
From you and me

We start drinking at 10
Under the table by 3
We spend our days in a haze
We dream of better days
Same you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

We have beautiful kids
They go to good schools
They end up on the street
We were always the fools
Yes, you and me

Who can you blame, but you and me
Who is going insane, but you and me

[guitar solo]

You And Me (resigned)

Why Not Me (bravo Ms. Ai)

A Knife or a Kiss
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

He is walking fast your way
and you can guess what's on his mind
There is nothing you can do
You can not put him behind

It's a walk with bad intent
He wants you to pay up
He is here for the rent
and he won't take half a cup

You are paying for past crimes
and you're paying for new thrills
They have taken every dime
and you still can't pay the bill

So you offer up your body
though it doesn't look too good
You offer up your service
and what he wants is understood

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

When he's gone you just don't care
It always ends the same
You are in the same nowhere
In a place where there's no shame

You would end it all right now
if you could get up off the floor
But you don't care anyhow
and always want a little more

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

This life is all you've got
and a living hell it is
The choice has always been
take a knife or give a kiss

[instrumental]

A Knife Or A Kiss

Stuck Forever In My Mind
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

I had waited for so long
pacing in the gloom
hoping nothing had gone wrong
hoping he'd come soon

The sly look on his face
and the silly little smile
he was daring me to leave
But he knew I'd stay a while

he always had a reason
he always got me to forgive
It always was my fault
And he had the right to live

I had loved him from the start
and I knew he was not kind
I now hear that last sound
Stuck forever in my mind

I had loved him from the start
he'd always had a cheating heart
I now hear that last sound
Stuck forever in my mind

[guitar]

I had waited for so long
pacing in the gloom
hoping nothing had gone wrong
hoping he'd come soon

The sly look on his face
and the silly little smile
he was daring me to leave
But he knew I'd stay a while

he always had a reason
he always got me to forgive
It always was my fault
And he had the right to live

I had loved him from the start
he'd always had a cheating heart
I now hear that last sound
Stuck forever in my mind

[guitar]

I had loved him from the start
he'd always had a cheating heart
I now hear that last sound
Stuck forever in my mind

His revolver in my hand
I hear the banging on the door
I don't care what comes next
I could not have loved him more

His revolver in my hand
I hear the banging on the door
I don't care what comes next
I could not have loved him more


[end]

Stuck Forever In My Mind

Marco Carola Set 2025 Opening Music On

Time Is the Issue
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[instrumental]

When in time I find I'm lost
all goes by at such a cost
Every day a stronger dose
just the same or much too close

Each time I verify
once again I find the lie
All of time is passing by
All our dreams are going to die

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

My dreams are always false
they give me no new hope
They are guesses in disguise
I may never get the prize

Why do it once again?
What do I hope to find?
What do I hope to gain?
when the truth is never kind

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

time was never on our side
time flies while all else dies
time is laughing at your struggles
feels nothing while you cry

was there any time to gain
could there have been less pain
could our world have been better
did I write it in a letter

[bridge]

Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

[chorus]
Time is life and life is time
that is all there ever is
What do we ever hope to find
It is not eternal bliss

[instrumental]

[outro]
Just a little bit more time
If I had just one more day
That is all I ever hear
That is all I ever say

That is all I ever say

That is all I ever say

[instrumental]


Time Is the Issue (C1)

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[Verse 1]
It’s 2AM, I’m back again
Same booth, same pen
You’re gone, but not from here
I sip your ghost in my coffee, dear

[Chorus]
Café de medianoche, where time stands still
I taste your memory with every spill
Your laugh still lingers in every chair
But I turn, and you’re not there

[Verse 2]
The jazz plays soft, the lights are low
Barista nods, he seems to know
Some nights I speak to empty air
Pretend you're seated, sipping care

[Bridge – Spanish whisper]
Te extraño, mi amor…
Todo me recuerda a ti…

[Final Chorus]
Café de medianoche, bitter and sweet
In every dream, that’s where we meet
I pay the bill, I leave the pain
'Til midnight calls me back again

Café de Medianoche

On An Empty Downtown Street
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

On an empty downtown street
Moving slowly in the rain
The wipers swishing out a beat
The whole world is on retreat

A few more blocks and I'll be there
Why I'm going I don't care
I look up to the third floor
Do I dare, up to your door

[bridge]

I only want what I can't have
And what I have is of no use
Whatever dreams I may have had
Long ago they all went bad


[instrumental]

I don't even try to stop
And go by the parking lot
My hands shake, I grip the wheel
One more time around the block

Three times now, that's enough
Time to drive and keep on going
All I have is in this car
Up ahead they say it's snowing

[bridge]

I only want what I can't have
And what I have is of no use
Whatever dreams I may have had
Long ago they all went bad


[instrumental]

I only want what I can't have
And what I have is of no use
Whatever dreams I may have had
Long ago they all went bad

On an empty downtown street
Moving slowly in the rain
The wipers swishing out a beat
The whole world is on retreat

[instrumental]

[outro]

On an empty downtown  street (L1)

Ten women, ten stories, one truth: love isn't meant to last forever, and that's what makes it beautiful. From wine-soaked Tuesday afternoons to wedding dance floors, from exhausted surrender to empowered acceptance, these jazz-kissed pop confessions capture what women in their 30s and 40s really know about love's expiration dates.

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recorded December 2015 in Brooklyn, NY

Written by Greg Gonzalez
Greg Gonzalez - vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Phillp Tubbs - keyboards
Randy Miller - bass
Jacob Tomsky - drums

Recorded by Greg Gonzalez
Mixed by Rocky Gallo
Mastered by Heba Kadry

Cover photo by Resa Rot
Cover design by Randy Miller

Released on Partisan Records

(The mask I wear is one But those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost)
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
[Studio version:] The hidden law of a probable outcome
[Live version:] The hidden laws of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
#Americana #Leon #sting

Leon - Shape of my Heart by Sting (along with Instrumental)

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Apocalypse

recorded December 2015 in Brooklyn, NY

Written by Greg Gonzalez
Greg Gonzalez - vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Phillp Tubbs - keyboards
Randy Miller - bass
Jacob Tomsky - drums

Recorded by Greg Gonzalez
Mixed by Rocky Gallo
Mastered by Greg Calbi

Cover photo by Ryan Zoghlin
Cover design by Randy Miller

Released on Partisan Records

Apocalypse

"Sweater Weather"

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Recorded June 2017 in Mallorca, Spain

Written by Greg Gonzalez

Vocals, Guitar - Greg Gonzalez
Bass - Randall Miller
Drums - Jacob Tomsky
Keyboard - Phillip Tubbs

Produced & recorded by Greg Gonzalez
Mixed by Craig Silvey
Additional Engineering by Max Prior
Mastered by Greg Calbi and Steve Fallone at Sterling Sound

Cover photo: “Mare 345 - Seascape” by Alessandro Puccinelli
Graphic Design by Randall Miller 

Released on Partisan Records on October 25th, 2019

Lyrics:

It’s making you cry every time you give your love to me this way
Saying you’d wait for me to stay, I know it hurts you, 
But I need to tell you something
My heart just can’t be faithful for long
I swear I’ll only make you cry

Maybe I’d change for you someday, but I can’t help the way I feel
Wish I was good, wish that I could give you my love now…

It must be something psychological - Katie Lee

Featuring:
Romero Lubambo: guitar
Larry Grenadier: bass
Bashiri Johnson: guitar

Produced by Matt Pierson
Recorded and mixed at Sear Sound, NYC by Chris Allen
Mastered by Mark Wilder at Battery Studios, NYC


Sophie Milman - "Dance Me To The End Of Love"

Windmills of Your Mind
(Michel Legrand - Theme from the film "The Thomas Crown Affair" - Original version sung by Noel Harrison)

Round
 
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind !

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone,
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream,
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind !

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly ?
Was it something that you said ?
Lovers walk along the shore
And leave their footprints in the sand

Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand ?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong ?

When you knew
That it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color
Of her hair !

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles
That you find
In the windmills of your mind

Windmills of your Mind

I write the lyrics; Mr. Alfonso Suno composes the music.  Working with the lovely Ms. Ai Ongaku, they create the arrangements.  Ms. Ongaku and her crowd are responsible for the performances.  My part in creating these tracks is very small. Nonetheless, I am to blame.  Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

On an empty downtown street (L1)

I and Ai