This track follows the theme of this new album about a young mans experience of growing up in the mid 19th century in Ireland, seeing his brother leave home to find a new life in America. When they were young lads, he and his three brothers played at being nights of the round table. Each brother was given a name; the oldest Galahad. Hence the title of the track.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN3v7B38iGo
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
I went down to the packet boat
And saw my brother come alive
It’s the first time in many months
Well he was only 25
With a cold and hardened reason 
It’s hard when your deprived
But no matter what the season
We’re born strong to survive

Verse 2
 I went down to the packet boat
The sails were furled up tight
The boat was moored up by the dock
And was leaving at midnight
My brother gave me what he had 
with a photo of our deadbeat dad
and a note he signed with a flourish
and he called himself Galahad

Middle 8
So our lives can be intertwined
No matter where we are
You take my mind. You take my soul
You take my dreams and take control
But I know where my heart will lie
Just think about it a little while
We may not always see eye to eye 
But we’re brother ‘till we die
Verse 3
It’s been a while since my brother sailed
He tool a part of me 
He sent a note. One day it came
It’s what I hoped it would be
He settled down near Providence
Saved up all he had 
Paid me for a single ticket 
And signed it Galahad

Verse 4
So I went down to the packet boat
And queued up for my turn
Found a place below the deck
No thought that I’d return
Not feeling sad, with no regret
I felt that I was in his debt
With the little that I had
I thought of Galahad.

There to here  Pt. 1

Galahad

Foggy Weather

Original music by: Francois Pierre Morin/FPMORINSTUDIO

G Groove 98 Mix 2023

FOX AND MEW
Vocals: Emily Coy  - Nurture / Nature
https://soundcloud.com/freevocals/emily-coy-nurturenature-free-acapella
Lillithe :  Music, Picture, Arrangement and Production.

Fox And Mew

I was a bike messenger. It never leaves you. 

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40 quarters
in your pocket
strap your helmet
grab a lane
asphalt pinball
in the morning

rocket on
marathon

trucks and taxis
coming at you 
double dance move
get away
asphalt pinball
it’s a hustle

canvass bag
cargo tags

cop in bike lane
traffic ticket
time is wasting 
run away

open car door
broken window
glass on pavement 
shitty day

chain links clicking
through Manhattan
red light running
all the way
asphalt pinball
burning muscles

it’s the same
in the rain
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photo by Max Bender via Unsplash.com

Thanks to Wheelwright for his sage suggestion to include backing vocals.

Asphalt Pinball

Brisa / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
BPM 94
Chords Am Gm Em
Free Download
If you want the track different ...  contact me!
The track is downloadable as a mp3 file!
You can complete what you want!
If you publish it, you have to mention me in the description and title!

Brisa - Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer

When I found this sound, it reminded me so much of Alan.s breakfast at Atom Heart Mother, that I couldn´t resist.
By the way, do you know what this sound is really made of?

JOE´S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST

this is a track that my son and I created as our first attempt at whiskey blues.
Garreth{son}- Drums and guitars
Myself- All keyboards , arrangement and production.
Hope you enjoy

Whiskey Blues With No Name- ft GBH

Here’s my latest song and arrangement with lots of piano, strings, bass, drums, guitar, synths and vocals. 
Thank you sooo much to my lovely Sander for another fine mastering job. @wane-of-summer 😊🎶🎹🎤🎼💕❤️🌷

FEELS LIKE HOME

Blastoid (Loop) 140

This is a song Chris wrote and asked me to play on. I love the lyrics and how they match the vibe of the song perfectly. He's playing guitar and bass, and I'm on the piano, slide, and organ. He told me it's supposed to be a whisper beneath the giant's bed as they tiptoe around under him, and that I should leave space for his breaths. I immensely enjoyed making this song with Chris, as always. Here are the lyrics. We hope you enjoy it. Wonderful lullaby, too. I've been listening to it in bed right before I go to sleep. Try it!
I played the piano on this. Chris played the guitar, sang it, and produced it. 

You need to be quiet, 
you don't want to wake, the sleeping giant. 
When you go, tip toe, around his bed so, you don't wake that tyrant. 
(hmmm hmmm hmmm) x 2 
I think it's time now, 
We can change his mind around, 
the stupid giant. 
I'll whisper in his ear, 
we're the only one's he should fear.
There's far too many of us, you don't need to cause a fuss or be defiant.
(instrumental-ish) into trippy part
(hmmm hmmm hmmm) x 1
So when you wake tomorrow,
you'll be filled with sorrow.
You're just a giant.