Name: I'm a Realist by konradd
Duration: 4 min 33 s
Description: everybody wants to feel it...be a realist :)

Place of Love

storys of the old soul

(Song Terry Reeves, Lyrics Janice Slater)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Vocals, Congas, Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Cover pic from Janice Slater's personal archive.
Arterial-flow – Rive-gauche
australianjazzrealbook.com/artists/janice-slater/
bentenlaughing.blogspot.com/
www.reverbnation.com/janiceslater

I arrived in London in early ‘71 and landed on the Holland Road, Shepherd’s Bush not long after.
My good pal Julie Lewis (from Durham) with whom I’d worked with in Sydney, had digs there and invited me to stay. Nonetheless I found it a challenging place to be after Sydney, Summer, beaches, family and gigs. Amongst Julie’s record collection was Nick Drake’s 'Bryter Later' which brought solace to me as I often felt very alone and completely at a loss as to how to navigate London town.

Years later I was to learn that Freddie Mercury was living just a few doors down from us on the Holland Road...no I never knew him...but when I wrote the lyric it seemed apt to pay homage to Freddie and our collective dreams. I’m so happy with Cripple Club’s interpretation of the lyrics, bringing to life a musical collage that depicts the highs and lows of living on the Holland Road through my first cold winter! From my heart; thank you Terry & Gary Reeves; you are two soulful & gifted brothers; I feel so indebted to you both and to Hans Albers for his powerful musical contributions. Thank you, everyone, for listening. (Janice Slater)

Having been such a good friend to us over the years, it has been such an honour to work with Janice on this song. It is dedicated to every one of the beautiful friends we have made here on the Cloud. Thank you all for the support you have given to our music. The last ten years have been filled with such wonderful memories. Much love to you all. (Gary & Terry Reeves)

I’m standing on the fraying edge
Of golden russet gown
Everything’s evolving
Spinning and turning my head around

A familiar voice insulted
And 'Bryter Later's so understated
There’s evidence of a circumstantial nature
But once again, I don’t feel the danger

(Spoken) But now I’m declining all invitations...

I hear the doorbell
But there’s just a stranger
Standing on the fraying edge of fear
Of a city without pity and you’re not near

Freddie he’s walking
Heading down the street
Just like me
The snow and sleet under his feet

Oh but we’ve yet to meet
Looking down the Holland Road
Nobody can see us
Standing on the fraying edge

(Spoken) I was just like you Freddie, looking for that song...

Or three or four
We are looking for salvation
On the Holland Road
And Shepherds Bush Station

Freddie he’s still walking, heading down the street
Just like him, singing music for trick or treat

(Spoken) Oh but we’ve yet to meet…

GUITAR BREAK

(Spoken) Just around the corner from…
Portobello Road
On the fraying edge (repeat x 8)
Of a fraying town

THE FRAYING EDGE - CRIPPLE CLUB, HANS ALBERS & JANICE SLATER

THE SEA WAS WATCHING US

daydreaming

Daydreaming

Fun tune about feeling good and having fun

Blue Dress On

Blue Dress On!

twatwaffles & cuntcakes

Vocals, Vocal Melody, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi
Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Photo: Wall Street crash, 1929

Suit 
by Nadia Selvaggi

Behold the bewildering horde 
swimming upstream like rats
towards Wall Street's charging bull

Watch the greedy, wretched whores
snatch Abbie Hoffman's dollars
before they hit NYSE's floor

Gold, diamond cuffs, an expensive shave
make you forget you're still
a demon's soulless slave

Bow down before the Golden Calf
Indulge every desire,
follow every darkened path,
while you starve in your dazzling cashmere suit

You're a dupe --
wasting your precious life
on a shallow, meaningless pursuit

You're just a suit 
living an unexamined life of disrepute

Twin serpents coiled around a sword
creating money out of nothing
from the numbers on a banker's keyboard

Proud American still unaware 
this whole system is still run
from a blue blooded bandit's royal chair

Selling out your country's precious sovereignty
To a selfish traitor
freedom's just another commodity

Bow down before the Golden Calf,
indulge every desire,
follow every darkened path,
while you starve in your dazzling cashmere suit

You're a suit --
wasting your precious life
on a shallow, meaningless pursuit
You're just a suit
living an unexamined life of disrepute

Suit by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

Collaboration Jam with Roy Roy. Song base originated and written by Roy Roy. Great ambient background song for perhaps a pleasure drive or grilling in the back yard. Thank you for listening!

Artwork: A drawing by Roy Roy!

Roy Roy's Soundcloud page: https://on.soundcloud.com/1GuUM

When the Music Ends (collab - Roy Roy)

everybody wants to feel it...be a realist :)

I'm a realist

I'm a Realist

SO FUCK EM'

Thank you for taking the time to listen.
As long as One casts a shadow, 
One is still standing. 
Or Just lying down.

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I'm a Realist

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