A song about a haunted home and a haunted life.  To this day, the unexplainable occurred during the recording of this song, and there are sounds we aren't sure we created!

Welcome Home

The story of a salty pan handler working the train stations in Boston

Cold Green Line

Loco

Album: MOTHER - MAA
Artist: Somesh Mathur 
Record Label: SWEETBEATS®
Music Genre: BHAARAT®
Release Date: August 27th, 2022.

'MOTHER - MAA' is a music album created and produced by the Global Maestro, Pandit Somesh Mathur, and released by the Record Label, SWEETBEATS®, which is a Global Music & Culture Company, propagating Bhartiye Sanskriti (Indian culture and ethos) the world over, and establishing the new Global Music and Culture Genre (sound & tradition), BHAARAT®, thereby furthering India as a Super Soft-Power, and Indian Folk & Classical Artists as Global Brands. 

'MOTHER - MAA' echoes the universal phenomenon and philosophies of our world & our universe, all of which find their origins in Maa Bharati - Mother India.

The music & lyrics are expressed through the emotions of a common person (which are *love, anguish, and free noble will*) in 10 Ground Breaking songs, belonging to the new Global Music Genre BHAARAT®, which practices the Foundations of Indian Classical Music to explore various Western Music Genres like Pop, Rock, Art, Folk, Alternative, Jazz-Fusion, Blues, R&B, Trance, Dance, and ofcourse Spiritual-Meditation (from the Vedas & the Upanishads).

This is truly Ground Breaking *Cult Pop Music.* 

Enjoy this beautiful & spiritual, melodic and lyrical ride. 

God bless us all...

😇🙏🎼

5. HALLELUJAH - Somesh Mathur (4.11)

One Hand, One Heart

Love’s Echo
Words and Music by: Laurie Larson
Engineering, mixing and mastering: Laurie Larson
Lead Guitar: Johnny Echols
Bass: Leland Sklar
Guitars, Keys, Violin: Laurie Larson

Times like these
Call for more love please
Love’s echo, Love’s echo, Love’s echo right now

May this be the portal where the light comes in
May it reach every heartbeat
Put it on repeat
Love’s echo, Love’s echo, Love’s echo right now

Let it reverberate
It’s never too late
Love’s echo, Love’s echo, Love’s echo right now

May this be the portal where the light comes in
Even in the darkest places
Even in the saddest faces
Let Love’s echo, Love’s echo, Love’s echo 
Find them all
Let love stand tall
Love’s echo, Love’s echo, Love’s echo right now


Alone Again, Or
Words and Music by:  Bryan MacLean
Originally recorded in 1967 by the rock group Love with Johnny Echols
It appears on the album Forever Changes 
All Guitars: Johnny Echols
Bass, Guitars, Keys, Violin, Drums,Vocals: Laurie Larson

Yeah
Said, it's all right
I won't forget
All the times I've waited patiently for you
And you'll do just what you choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight my dear

Yeah
I heard a funny thing
Somebody said to me
"You know that I could be in love with almost everyone
I think that people are the greatest fun"
And I will be alone again tonight my dear

Yeah
I heard a funny thing
Somebody said to me
"You know that I could be in love with almost everyone
I think that people are the greatest fun"
And I will be alone again tonight my dear

Love's Echo / Alone Again, Or

We've all been there.  

It's about leaving the bad stuff behind...sadness...abuse...unhappiness... loneliness...loss...and taking that next big and difficult step towards happiness, and to where you truly belong.

"Home" written by Eric Alexandrakis.

Produced by Eric Alexandrakis and Mark Scandariato.

Mixed by Paul David Hager [Miley Cyrus, Katy Perry, Jonas Brothers, Devo]

Performed by:

Eric Alexandrakis
Ryan Hoyle [Collective Soul, The Pet Shop Boys, Anna Vissi]
Akis Amprazis [Pyx Lax]
Mike Surratt
Mark Scandariato [Maypo Deluxe]

Mastered by Zach Ziskin.

Inspired by Melanie Safka, Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Bruce Springsteen, The Rolling Stones, John Taylor, and Noel Gallagher.

Available only on Apple Music.

©℗ 2024 Minoan Music

ERIC ALEXANDRAKIS BIO:  

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"2 x Grammy® Nominated, discovered by Duran Duran's John Taylor, collabs with Dolores O'Riordan, Ric Ocasek, John Malkovich, David Lynch, Yoko Ono, Sean Lennon…he can't be ignored, and clearly won't be..." - Madame X

"HOME"

I've had enough, of all this stuff,			
That brings me down, I'm all but drowned.	
I don't need much, for my life's clutch.
I have no crutch as such, no loving touch.	

I'll call my bluff, and pretend to be oh so tough.
Pack a bag and take a drag, pacing in a restless zig zag.
Too many sunsets wasted on this scene.
Too many pockets emptied over burning kerosene.

I see the train passing every day from my front porch.
Burn down this house of pain with a blazing torch.

I'm leaving this town.  I'm leaving this frown.  I'm coming home. 

Sleeping with snakes and fakes, the venom, it's all high stakes.
Those razor blades of lies, hidden in freshly baked pies.
Stuck in the mud and always, swallowing blood.
No voice to talk or lamp to rub.  No path to walk, or heart to flash flood.

Gotta leave this place fast, I always knew it would never last.
I'm still alive, my time's not at all passed.
My hands are tied and my, love has lied,
To them, to you, and to me myself and I.

I hear the train's whistle calling my name to hike,
Beyond the prickly thistle, just itching to strike.

I'm leaving this town.  I'm leaving this frown.  I'm coming home. 
I've lost and I've found.  I won't turn around.  I'm coming home.

Life is like the gift that keeps on taking,
Not the gift that keeps on giving, or forgiving.

Life is like the gift that keeps on aching,
And the gift that you keep on making. 

I've packed my bags, and left behind my rags.
I've shaved face, and combed my hair, neatly in place.
I took a breath that's deep, behind the door that I used to weep,
Suitcase firmly in hand, flying away to land. 

Day after day the door's shadow shapes, a wedge upon the floor,
As I open slowly it gets bigger, from the sunset's roar.
I take my steps a new, into the sunset's orange hue.
Across the field the train, has on their list my last and first name

It's not so easy using decision's sharp knife.
Better to slowly breathe than risk cutting the cord to life.
I hear the train's whistle calling my nerves to strike,
Like a call to action for a suffocating pike.

I'm leaving this town.  I'm leaving this frown.  I'm coming home. 
I've lost and I've found.  I won't turn around.  I'm coming home.

I'm leaving this town.  I'm leaving this frown.  I'm coming home. 
I've lost and I've found.  I won't turn around.  I'm coming home.

I'm coming home.