We Shall Generate Hyperbole

Written when I had just turned 15 (1982). I had forgotten about it but someone found a tape of me singing it back then. I then purchased a  MacBook in 2020 and decided to record it as a learning exercise/demofor using GarageBand. Naive and simple, but an innocent song for challenging times.
Lyrics:

John the fisherman 

They call me John the fisherman 
And I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

I live in a cottage on a cliff, 
I never move far from the sea
I live on fish and homegrown peas
And sleep with a bible close to me

The only things I respect in my world
Are god and the sea 
For they both have claimed the lives of many who meant so much to me
(I say) I never fall in love any more
I’ve been hurt too many times
 (I tell them) I know all loves pitfalls 
I’ll leave that game to the fools! 

They call me John the fisherman 
They say that I’m so hard to please
I disagree with war and many policies 
And dislike people who criticise me

All my friends and family have long since gone
And I’m left with memories 
Some say I’m mad because I talk to myself 
It’s only because I’m lonely 

I wish I had someone to love
Someone to share my life
Someone to talk to on the cold winter nights
And cheer me as I grow old
I wish that I had grandchildren 
Who would smile and sit on my knee
I’d tell them stories of my life and would love them dearly 

They call me John the fisherman and I can be seen every day
Working and risking my life as a fisherman 
Sailing out on the waves

(Hymn to the sea) 
The sea provides but takes away 
It’s power demands respect
Our care and love are ours to give
To guard and to protect 

Our thoughts and prayers are offered up
For those at risk each day 
To feed us all, may they be safe
Working on the waves

James Whiteman 1981 Copyright 
 (Hymn to the sea James Whiteman 2020) Copyright

John the Fisherman

Sharp bends are dangerous, you need to slow down.

Sharp Bend

In My Veins

The song "When It's Too Late" is written, performed, produced and mastered by Kyle Egret. This is the reworked version.

Check out my album 'Consecutive Correlation' available digitally worldwide via Tokyo's fantastic label @breadandcakerecords ! Buy/stream it here: fanlink.to/KyleEgret-CC

www.kyleegret.de

When It's Too Late (Reworked Version)

How about sitting in bottles filled with formaldehyde...? Then someone takes us off the shelf and remakes us!

Cells are the basic building blocks of the body. All tissues and organs are made up of billions of different cells. Human cells vary in size, but they are all quite small. Even the largest cell, a fertilized egg, is not visible to the naked eye.

All cells in a person's body are derived from two cells, the mother's egg and the father's sperm. After the egg and sperm have joined together (fertilization), the fertilized egg is also just one cell. This cell, the zygote, divides many times, and as it divides, subsequent cells develop different characteristics and functions. These different cells eventually form the different organs.

Every human cell is surrounded by a so-called cell membrane, which maintains its internal milieu. However, this membrane is not just a bag, but actively contributes to the life of a cell. The membrane controls which chemicals and other substances can enter and leave the cell. The membrane also has receptors by which cells recognize each other. The receptors also respond to substances produced by the body and drugs administered to the body. They allow these substances or drugs to enter or exit a cell. Reactions that occur at the receptors often alter or control cellular functions. An example is the binding of insulin to receptors on the cell membrane to allow glucose to enter the cells, which helps regulate blood glucose levels.

Sometimes, however, mixing occurs. ALIENS come out! People with trisomy, people with congenital disabilities. People with incredible abilities, so-called savants. All people like you...and me. We are unique and yet connected in the collective.

Peace!

MIRACLES!!

SPECIMEN #7

Our first release is about not feeling good enough in a relationship because the relationship within yourself is so tarnished. Can check it out on Spotify and other streaming platforms.

Further Than The Moon

Music - https://soundcloud.com/muterial/still
Vox & Lyics - hhttps://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa/lemme-show-you-whats-1?in=frawstakwa/sets/new-frawstakwapella-open-for
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming
Special thanks to my collaborators! check out their profiles! https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa and https://soundcloud.com/muterial

Muterial - Still/ FRAWSTAKWA - Lemme Show You What's Happening(open collabs)

Musique et paroles et chant : Richard
Guitare : Nicolas
Mix and Mastering : Richard
Cover Design : Delphine
* Richard Gonfrier* copyright ©. 2023


Chanson hommage au groupe Indochine. J'ai imaginé cette chanson, comme si je l'écrivais pour Indochine, en reprenant leurs codes musicaux et leur façon d'écrire leurs textes. A cause de sa ressemblance assumée avec leur style, cette chanson se situe en marge de mon oeuvre musicale.

La Nuit Des Temps (Version Rock)

Written by Terry Reeves
Remix by Hans-Michael Albers.  

Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Arkestar: Backing Vocals (https://soundcloud.com/ocean-of-tunes-presents)
Hans-Michael Albers: Everything Else

New Video on YouTube:  https://youtu.be/R0F20qlBClA

Brian would have been 70 today, three years younger than one of his boyhood heroes, Eric Clapton and, in my totally unbiased opinion, every bit as good.  I always thought he would grow old playing his guitar, singing his favourite songs to all who'd listen, and there would have been plenty that would.  I still wake up expecting him to be there and the realisation that my music King has gone is still as painful as ever.    
Some of you may remember the original version (https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs/whos-gonna-be-my-king-by-cripple-club-provisional-mix), uploaded a couple of years back.  This new mix from Hans arrived out of the blue and was, as you can imagine, the most wonderful surprise -  Gal and me were just blown away.  All the credit for this 'return' goes to him.  Hope you enjoy it as much as we do.  
(Terry Reeves, 11 December 2018)

Wanted to take the opportunity to say the hugest of thanks to everyone that's written to me, or left a comment sending greetings - all have more than  warmed the cockles of the old Reeves heart.  Have been kept away by illness, but hope to be showing my face around a little more in the New Year, all being well.  I intend to respond to every last message, so you may be hearing from me.  Have the merriest of Yuletides, my dear friends.  
And, as always, thank you so much for listening.  
(Gary Reeves, 11 December 2018)

When I heard the news I would not believe a word that was said
I thought that someone was playing with the fears inside my head
Another piece of information I did not need to know just yet

But then I realised 
It hit me like a rock
Another empty space
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?
Who's gonna be my angel in disguise?
Who's gonna tell me the truth when others tell me white lies.
Yes I realised it hit me like a rock, another empty space 
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?

As I'm growing older l expect to say more goodbyes
Sometimes it's hard to see the good times with watered eyes
An accepted part with aching bones but not with this disguise

I didn't want to hear
The possibilities
Of an empty throne
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?
Who's gonna be my angel in disguise?
Who's gonna tell me the truth when others tell me white lies?
I didn't want to hear the possibilities of an empty throne
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?

BREAK

The future shortens but there always seems to be more time
Until a tap upon my shoulder reminds me that I've used that same line
Even with a time machine I don't know if I could change my mind

What I want to say
May not make much sense
I know it's selfish but
Who's gonna be my king when you're gone?
Who's gonna be my angel in disguise?
Who's gonna tell me the truth when others tell me white lies?
What I want to say may not make much sense
I know it's selfish but
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?

What I want to say
May not make much sense
I know it's selfish but
Who's gonna be my King when you're gone?

Who's Gonna Be My King? (Return) by Cripple Club, Hans Albers & Arkestar

Tangly Wool

Jeffrey Diggins is a singer songwriter from New England. Either writing songs for The Kona Brothers Band or Solo. Come along for a listen...

Tangly Wool

Jeffrey Diggins Songwriter