Mysterious, peaceful and haunting all at same time..love the movement and the emphasis, Jimmy

what an excellent story, and a beautiful theme to accompany this....

Wow Jimmy, are you ever back! I am Loving this side of your non-jazzy musical palette. So deep and sonorous. So Classic and full of richness and flow. And omg, so richly and beautifully Recorded! Bravo!

@bdrosa Thanks for listening...always appreciated.

Oh my God. i love the story run, rivas, run. she is wonderful. and the melody is perfect for the story. a masterpiece

One of my last few recording with my voice for my son.

Angel

In weightless air
the trail of layers
as the dust brings
forgotten things
in tangled layers

swathes laid bare
a faded trail
 sun soaked air
in tangled pale

a deadpan air
in golden frail
as the dusk brings
forgotten things
in tangled layers

swathes laid bare
a faded trail
sun soaked air 
in tangled pale

In Tangled Layers

A good day

Get your dancin' shoes on!

Just a lonely old man at the end of his time
Roamin' this haul plenty on my mind
Lookin' around for a place to stay
Where'm I goin' today
This train keeps rollin'
My heart feels stolen
The rail runs slower
While I look life over
I got dues to pay
All because I ran away from trouble

Goodbye
Good goodbye
I'm sayin' goodbye
Last goodbye
This train keeps rollin'
My heart feels stolen
The rail runs slower
While I look life over
Got some blues to pay
Just cos I ran away from trouble
rumble
This train's gonna rumble
This train's gonna rumble
Hoo-oo
Hoo-oo-oo
Hoo-oo-ooo
Hoo-oo
Hoo-oooooo
bye-bye
bye-bye
bye-bye
bye-bye

I ride my miles to the end of the line (ho-ooo)
A box of roses to keep my fine (ho-ooo)
Steppin closer to the judgement day
When things get done someday
This train keeps rollin'
My heart feels stolen
The rail runs slower
While I look life over
Got some blues to say
All because I ran away

Now this train's gonna rumble
This train's gonna rumble
rah rah
rah
rah-rah
This train can rumble (Oo!)

V8.00

This Train Can Rumble (Reprise)

Worlds Within Worlds

Get Out The Vote.  Time for a big change.
Joined here on our soul jazz original with the formidable Georg Boehme on Bari sax and Les Thomas on guitar.  Follow these guys great playing and creating:
https://soundcloud.com/georg-boehme
https://soundcloud.com/les_thomas

And thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.  Time for a change.

Get Out The Vote - Georg Boehme / Les Thomas / Jamie Rhind

Run, Rivas, Run
https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies
Jimmy stood upright, stomach sucked slightly concave, lips gently pursed as he admired his full length reflection in the hallway of the Woodlands Hotel. He had treated himself to a new, snug running jersey, matching shorts and trainers. He looked briefly left and right, checking he wasn't observed and adjusted the inner-liner elastic around his groin, which had snagged and ridden up into a pinching diagonal. He dipped into four deep squats, and then shadow boxed in the mirror, finishing a combination with a looping right hook, which overbalanced him slightly and tweaked his ankle. He adjusted the elastic again...front and back this time.

"More comfortable, Sir?"
Jimmy let out a yelp and reddened a little. He turned sharply to see a large, flamboyantly dressed older lady, in a pink and gold lamé shellsuit, a huge meringue of peroxide hair, scarlet-lipped and navy eye-shadowed.

"See ya out there Sonny" she said as she shimmered past and broke into a lumbering trot out of the main entrance and into the woods.

Jimmy set his stopwatch, retied his laces, screwed his earphones into his ears and set off. There was only one route into the woods. Jimmy intended quickly accelerating past Liberace's Mum and running hard in the pure woodland air. He powered through the first 300 yards and saw her vanishing around a bend in the road. She looked rather like an ice cream sundae from behind he though, then told himself not to be unkind and took the opportunity to break wind sharply whilst undetected.

As he leaned into the bend, travelling at impressive velocity, he looked up and she was gone.. he squinted into the distance and saw nothing..another bend maybe 200 yards away.. looked around..nothing.

He glanced at his watch..pulse was high, good pace. Settled into a steady rhythm..gouged again at his elastic. Time to appreciate the air, the pine scent, the peaceful, creaking, whispering trees. The hypnotic percussion of footstrike...Jeez..there she is! Shuffling and galumphing in the distance..how the..?

She disappeared around another bend. Jimmy's knees and elbows pumped higher and harder. Cut into the bend..relieved to see her, drew up alongside her, quietened his breathing a little, touched the peak of his hat as he passed

"Those shorts nipping, Sonny?"

Jimmy muttered to himself, irritated and a little embarrassed. He waited until she was out of sight, double checked and gave a savage yank at the elastic, both hands, at the front.

The next couple of miles were uneventful, save for the frequent need for adjustment and the cumulative effect of the sawing elastic against tender intimates. The last quarter mile and Jimmy discovered that slight bowleggedness gave some relief. A sign for the Hotel..the facade comes into view, then..she's there! Same four-inch lollop, turkey-winged elbows.. How? Impossible! A final, orchid-rasping sprint but he couldn't catch her.

Wheezing like a quarry cat, Jimmy went to the Reception Desk for his room key. The kindly gent, rosy-cheeked and twinkly eyed..like a shaved Santa..

"Nice run Sir?"
Jimmy nodded, too out of puff to answer
"Been out with the triplets, eh?"
Jimmy looked at him, bemused. He was looking into the bar room
Three identical versions each held up a cocktail glass and winked in unison.

Jimmy touched the peak of his hat, and could only smile
He looked back at the Receptionist

"Forgive me Sir, but I think you may have put your shorts on back to front"
Jimmy felt behind him and touched a drawstring.

"Will Sir require some talcum powder?"
Jimmy nodded minutely and took the elevator..the stairs, he was certain, would have drawn blood

24/Septenber/2020

Mossy Oak (EXCELLENT TEXT BY NICK DAVIES)

All Instruments By Martin Reed,
Produced By Martin Reed.
https://youtu.be/eB4VgSr9WW4

Tokyo Jams

Open Source Drumming (OSD):
(for further details, check my Bio)

Ritual:

Being the opposite concept of pieces like Tabla fantasy nr.1 and 2, "Ritual" is a steady groove, mixing acoustic and electronics in order to create hybrid textures.....as mentioned, steady grooves, BUT with some surprises in order to differentiate the machine from humans :)

As usual, try to hear with head/ear-phones (effects will be much more appreciated), and all is being played in one shoot (no sequences, no multi tracks, all played in real time --> it means i can play in live situations in real time).

Hope you enjoy it !! and waiting for your ideas as well !!
Looking forward to have your musical ideas using these drum songs (my email: gserranodg@hotmail.com)

Greetings !
Gonzalo

Ritual

Walk The Planque---Grooveclowd with---Venus Abalero

MusikLogo BossaDance KJ251437 BiaB 25.Oct.2020

Isn't it a good idea to dance together in a video-meeting in these special times? This makes more fun than just speaking together. 

I wish you a lot of fun in virtual dancing. You may send me a film of it.

Bossa Dance

BossaDance

I didn't choose this obsession it was chosen for me unknowingly.
Lucky me no regrets.

Mossy Oak (EXCELLENT TEXT BY NICK DAVIES)

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