This takes me back Jo! Old school, hypnotic and masterful!!

Like this early evening clubbiness - very cool

I love this part❣️ Synth and beat are bouncy....cool‼️

Hinkler Cigar Box Guitar
Yamaha Tenor Saxophone
Keyboards

Just A Bit Of Fun

Wheelwright: voice, vocal melody and harmony, lyrics @wheelwright

Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix

Fictive Sisters is a transatlantic collaboration of Wheelwright and Beckenstein. Our album Immaculate Distraction is available at https://fictivesisters.bandcamp.com/album/immaculate-distraction

image by Lani Maynard

Crossing time-zones
Godforsaken deserts
Midnight in transit stations
The illusion of freedom
Written in blood written in stone

It's just an idea
It's just an idea

The twisted wreck
Of a helicopter gunship
A distant call to prayer
Sweet liquorice and bitter cigarettes

It's just an idea [...]

He carries her in his heart
She's all he had now all he has
White knuckles holding fast
His mother's photograph in a young man’s hands

Now everything is lost
Now everything is lost

They say half the future’s buried in the past
But the fallen will not weep for us
When it’s our time to choose

It's just an idea [...]

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Sweet Licorice And Bitter Cigarettes (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

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Zapałki/Matches

There Is No One In The Room

Chutney disaster

Under a deep starry sky

Written August 2022.  She really does love the rain.


She Loves The Rain


Oh she loves the rain 
She stands in bare feet
How she loves the rain 
She runs into the street 
Let it soak her 
That heavy downpour 
It’s no joke, it’s what 
She’s renown for 

She doesn’t like humidity 
She prefers to keep cool 
Feel the raindrops on her skin 
She doesn’t need validity 
To jump in the pools 
Where the water’s gathering 

I love her in the rain 
That wettens her hair 
As showers fall again 
I’ll follow her there 
Of all the raindrops 
I know which I’d be 
One billion raindrops 
Those ones are lucky 

That splash into her hands 
And onto her cheek 
The ones she catches on her tongue 
Not the ones that quench the land 
Nor fill up the creek 
Nor make rainbows with the sun 

Of all the raindrops that must have fallen 
In darkening blooms on paving stones 
Or pointlessly into the ocean deep 
Or dripping from the eyelashes
Of rain lashed North Sea fishermen 
Or hiding lonely tears when someone weeps

Not swished by windscreen wipers 
From cars speeding towards maternity wards
Or bouncing down from leaf to heavy leaf
Or running in silver rivers
Down umbrellas held over elderly lovers 
When they kiss as if they’re teenagers beneath 

What I’d be is those that fall down upon her feet 

Oh she loves the rain 


Image by CJW, water colour, biro and pencils on watercolour paper.

She Loves The Rain

Evenings in the Garden of Time

Won’t Be at the Party

Darkness

Detroit

Coming from playing guitar and bass in various instrumental, psychedelic, stoner and funk rock bands for decades, I started my explorations into electronic music only a few years ago. What a lovely endless rabbit hole into sonic wonderland!

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