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℗ © Copyright 2024 Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning (capo 3rd fret)
Photography:
Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
SONG NOTES AND LYRICS:
Let the rain come down 
Take this river to the sea
Let the rain come down
Take this river to the sea
Way out here
Just the rain and the river and me

Let the rain come down 
The things this old river has seen 
Let the rain come down 
The things this old river has seen
Way out here
It’s just the rain and the river me

From the top of this hill 
How this river flows
Doing what a river does 
What a river knows 
Let the rain come down 
Take the river where the river goes 

Let the rain come down 
What will be will be 
Let the rain come down 
What will be will be 
Way out here
Just the rain and the river and me

The Rain and The River and Me

Surfers like Us ….. composition and all guitar parts 

Dedicated to Håkan (Well), Josh Clary and J.J. Terrell

Hello! Here we go (demo)

This is an original song that recounts a sort of secret childhood sanctuary that was a simple ravine behind my grandparents’ home on Rowan Street in Danbury Connecticut. It bottomed out in a grove of maple trees that provided a shady canopy for a lazy little brook that ran between Rowan Street homes and the old Wooster Cemetery. The area was dark and cool, the ground all around was a thick mud that my friends and I pretended was life threatening quicksand. Like most favorite play areas for kids in that time, it was nothing spectacular, if not downright uninviting, but it was unforgettable as I look back with this simple song. Another recording taken right off my iPhone with some added harmonies and a touch of harmonica.

All music written and performed by Craig Durgy
©2024 Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics: Padanaram

Padanaram, lazy summer afternoon
Grandma calls me in too soon 
Mud on my britches

Padanaram, such a quiet little brook
But my fancy you just took
Like moonlight wishes
 
When I fell down, that ravine and tumbled to your tiny shore
You just laid there, in those shadows like I’d 
Knocked on Heaven’s door
The shade fell cool around me
Like I’d never felt before. 

Through the maples, in the distance sunlight shone
On a hillside lined with stones 
Wooster, Cemetery

Like a cradle, I could shut my eyes to dream
There within the shaded green
Like a monastery. 

Those were days that, were filled with baseball cards and bikes and toys
When thunder storms, and ice cream trucks were such a joyful noise
And Padanaram, your still water
Was a church for summer boys

Padanaram

We are pleased to present track  5 from our latest album, 'Haunting One Seven,' full album available on Bandcamp, we hope you’ll enjoy!

outstation.bandcamp.com/album/haunting-one-seven

Haunting One Seven

Commanders Of The Future

Aede Aide Moi
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Ma muse s’amuse, elle use de ses pouvoirs,
Elle ruse abuse et m’use

Otant l’printemps des chants de ses semoirs,
Jouant du vent un semblant

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh

Muse-hic lyrique elle « skip » tous ses devoirs
Muse-chic s’applique, cela pique

Changement de temps laissant tous mes vers choir
Gisant béant un grand blanc

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh
Aede Aide Moi

Cette muse m’amuse, diffuse tout son savoir
J’abuse médusée elle s’use

Offrant l’encens du chant de son miroir
D’avance s’élance sans prudence

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh

Muse-tic mystique, enigmatique encensoir
Sadique tactique je quitte

Pam padam Pam pam padam
Pam padam pam pam

Oh oh oh Oh oh oh
Aede Aide Moi

Ah…. Ah…. Oh…. Oh….

Ma muse s’amuse (pam padam pam pam padam)
Cette muse m’amuse (pam padam pam pam padam)
La muse abuse (pam padam pam pam padam)
Cette muse m’use (pam padam pam pam padam)

Aede Aide moi
Aede

Aede Aide moi
Aede !

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Voix, guitare, basse: aDom
Batterie: Ad
Mixage: Fabrice
Paroles/Musique: aDom

Aede Aide Moi

This my first ever song with lyrics. 
The piano version of this song is at 
https://soundcloud.com/konrad-spittelberg/the-new-years-queue-piano-miniature
Check out my other music here: https:\\konrad-spittelberg.carrd.co

In the New Year's Queue

On a crisp and sunny morning, I step inside the market hall
Buying treats and sparkling wine, for our New Years party at night fall
My thoughts are drifting to the evening, dreaming of a joyful night
I dream of dance, of friends of fancy fashion– tonight is gonna feel allright

And then arrive at the counter - no, that's euphemistic to say
‘cause the end of the line is 20 meters away
Patience tested but my pulse still stays rested
I glance at my watch, just sufficient time still at hand
But if I get delayed, my day won't go as I planned
“Come on, why can’t you just move along?”

An elderly 
-- couple decides that they want to get 
--rid of all their coupons
They search their bags with amazing endurance - it’s a geriatric marathon
They turn each leaflet individually – is it still good?
I feel the pressure slowly rising under my hood
 
why do I have to waste my time in line - what's the deal?
how did I end up here - I must attest -- this gets a surreal feel
Every minute feels like hours, I’ve got to  go
Stuck in this snail trail that is creeping so slow

--- A man wants to pay 
his whole purchase with coins and he counts them with intricate care 
--- But then he mixes them up 
and so the count repeats again, 
--- as the line waits in ever increasing despair
his fingers start to tremble even more 
as he tries to build piles
 --- if it were for me
I would strongly support a law 
That would put this guy  into eternal exile

 Clench my fists till they’re white
Try to resist the anger that is building up inside of me
Hormones storming, my vision forming a tunnel
That is filled to the top with a bloody red sea
I must confess, it was no clever plan
To use my cart, As a battering ram
First it caused a shopping cart traffic jam
And then the first blow started to hit  into my belly

You will understand that I needed to defend my stand
Fists were flying there were children crying I did not care
Rage was holding me in its clutch
My composure breaking, this was getting too much
As I went down under kicks and blows


And the last thing that I’m able to recall
I was smashed against a wall
It nearly  broke  my skull
Conciousness waved politely bye bye 

I woke up the following day in a hospital
the bruises were not really critical
but my enthusiasm for this new year had faded to null

Around next Christmas, 
I'll mind my own business
And leave all the parties behind 
And will try  …
… to unwind

The New Year's Queue (Piano Poetry)

Chorus
Pull the trigger— on these rhymes
Focus target, bottom line
 Each word impact, like doing time
Ricochet of each other, by my design 
As I unload , as I unload (X4)

Verse 1
Still ——the shimmer of light, coming through the curtains 
the day is not done, outcome’s uncertain 
drop the weight of my shoulder, unload the burden
Exponent the sum of one, connection open
Gonna chill and have some fun, I’m talking floating

Verse 2
I feel up to the level, drop a verse
Bass, mids, and treble, why rehearse 
Bars tight got several, raise a toast 
Going straight through, like a prison ghost
—Some wine,— host with the most
Words bounce off each other, like pinball dope
bounce off each other, like pinball dope
Push ahead, step back, full contact
Calm add reverb
Calm nerves, add reverb
All flavor, got every code
Love of labor, as I unload

Chorus
Pull the trigger on these rhymes
Focus target, bottom line
Each word impact, like doing time
Ricochet of each other, by my design
As I unload , as I unload

As I Unload

Nightshade

New start after finishing SC and Spotify Album - Eccentricity so Beautiful.
This title jumped off a page and lately in the live act we've been doing some 80s songs: I think that influenced the approach here.
 
Decarbonizing Aviation
Decarbonizing Aviation
 
It’s a new concsiousness
Vapor trails gone West
Sometimes you got to make a change
To keep love on forever’s path
Your shaking trees are exhausting me
Better a sundown heart to heart
 
Decarbonizing Aviation – night swimming and seeing it spark
Decarbonizing Aviation – going steady yeah not too fast
 
Glaciers and shrinking
Habitats and mourning
Can we glide the plane back home
Gotta give up on bad bad stuff
Seven days of denial nights
I think we know that enough’s enough

Decarbonising Aviation

This is my very simple take on the old familiar Christmas carol as my offering to the holy and joyful season. Stripped down and a bit different from the standard delivery. My wishes to all for a Happy Christmas!

O’ Little Town of Bethlehem

O Little Town Of Bethlehem

72_ Who was Alone at Christmas? (BrassDubBlues) - released on 27 December 2024

I felt a bit alone, even before Christmas... But what about those who really are alone? With this track I want to draw attention to them, give them some courage to change something about their situation and we, who are usually not alone, can change that too... yes, even after Christmas! #xmas #brass #dub #blues

(produced with Music Maker JAM)

Who was Alone at Christmas? (BrassDubBlues)

“It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I’d known, maybe I’d have kept tighter hold of them, and not let unseen tides pull us apart.”

Never Let Me Go

ANARS ! Abandonnez-vous à la nuit

Drum beat with FX noisy ambient and random bassline.

R&N (15.1)

Written by David Cooper and Ron Todd.

Performed and produced by David Cooper.

If you get the chance, please have a listen to the album Tapestry of Life by David Cooper and Ron Todd - Much appreciated.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_m6BLKh2HtYqTGwVRHfA4F9dAWS9jzbG78

https://open.spotify.com/album/4PCR1ATYOxjTa14UyJtAYu

Lyrics by Ron Todd:

Castles In The Air

There's a rainbow round my heart tonight
And the stars in the sky seem extra bright
Feel I’m floating in the stratosphere
Another life a million miles from here

Chorus

Got a feeling that's breaking through
Since I first set my eyes on you
Took a walk on that yellow brick road
When I knew I’d found the motherload

The summer it came out today
when I saw you walk my way,
Up till then I was killing time,
Just another act in life's pantomime

Bridge 

You got it all babe,
You got the key,
To open my soul babe  
And take it all from me

Solo

They say there ain't castles in the air
But I’m sure I’ll find them hidden somewhere
Cos I know that fantasy is true
When I get to walking down the street with you

Been round the block again and again
Searching for something since way back when
But today I finally got that longed for win
When I saw those eyes and went and jumped right in

Chorus x 2

Castles In The Air (Cooper/Todd Collaboration)

We are pleased to present track 6 from our latest album, 'Haunting One Seven,' full album available on Bandcamp, we hope you’ll enjoy!

outstation.bandcamp.com/album/haunting-one-seven

Pastoral Eventide

Falling down

You lead a merry dance
Spin me round and round
'Til we all fall down
Falling down

And when I try to follow
I'm always falling down
My feet can't match the music
I feel like I'm a clown

Sometimes I catch your rhythm
I feel on solid ground
Then we all fall down
Falling down

You march to a different drummer
You hear a different sound
So we all fall down
Falling down

And when I try to follow
I'm always falling down
My feet can't match the music
I feel like I'm a clown

Out of Step

I've always believed that this song would sound much better if it was sang as a male/female duet.

I asked Debbie if she would like to join me on the song and I was very happy when she said yes.

She did a marvellous job and added that extra dimension to the song that I always thought was missing.

Watch the video here:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=111kVlpZGfA

Hope you like it.

There’s a girl sits all alone
In her world she calls her own
She cries at night cos he has gone

There’s a boy sitting in his car
Sad brown eyes staring out afar
The jukebox plays their favourite song

Chorus

They should be together
Instead of apart
They are one body
They share one heart
It seems so senseless
It went too far
She was his woman
He was her man

Solo

What’s the story, why is it so
Why it happened no one knows 
Don’t be foolish,  give her a call

Chorus x 2 

She was his woman – He was her man

They should be together(Cooper/DLynn Collaboration)

Words & Music by Netta&McGill; a wee tune that came together while visiting in Brisbane :)

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