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Lyrics by Hannah Ashcroft
Music by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 
Produced by Hannah Ashcroft & Samuel Quinn 

Hannah Ashcroft: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Samuel Quinn: Electric Guitar, Bass
Adam Dawson: Drums, Percussion 
Aaron Wood: Flugelhorn

Miscellaneous Credits:
Recorded at Pinhole Sound Studies, Manchester
Engineered and mixed by Adam P. Gorman 
Mastered by George Atkins at 80 Hertz Studios

(P) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft
(C) 2021 Hannah Ashcroft

Eden, I’m Told

Written By: Will Walton
Produced By: Tommy Hellsten

Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar, Harmonica

Sukhwinder Flora: Vocals

Jacob Robson: Drums


G                                                                        Cadd9
Never been a pawn in the game of the ways of the world
G                                                                    Cadd9
Never been a diamond, always been a coal; wouldn’t know what to do with a pearl 
G                                                               Cadd9
Never been one to ride on the coats of a lie
          G                                                                  Cadd9
So I’ll tell you in the words of a beating heart that longs to hold you tonight


C                                        D                      G                                                      C
Ride me like a riverboat, rolling away - Never ever knowing where we’re going today
C                                      D                              G
Ride me like a riverboat, I want to be your man
               C                                    D                          G                                             C
We’ll be living like a child, just having our way - Splashing in the water on a beautiful day
C                                      D                             Em
Ride me like a riverboat, I want to be your man

(1 Bar Break)

Never been a gambler who waits for his cards to be dealt 
Always been the one with my hands on the wheel; never been a notch on a belt

Never been one to tell the world how I feel
But I’ve never met another quite like you, and I don’t ever believe that I will

(CHORUS)

(2 Bar Break)

Never been an open book anyone could read
Never been one to follow in the steps; always been the one in the lead

Never been one to put my heart on the line
Never put myself in someone else’s shoes, I’m thinking that maybe it’s time

(CHORUS) 

(SOLO)

G                                                                     Cadd9
We’re in the mouth of our rivulet, what say we see open water
G                                                                         Cadd9
Come into current, lay back our head, let the motion float us farther
G                                                                    Cadd9
Drift downriver to find new land, or take it far as it will flow
G                                                                     Cadd9                                       G
Reach the ocean, where that’s our cue to, now with room to grow, let it go

Riverboat

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments/Arrangement & Production

New video on YouTube:  https://youtu.be/Z7NUmzq-TCY

For me, getting older has certainly had some advantages, one of them being the ability to take on life's pressures without continually worrying about what is coming along next.

Being seen as the “Wise Old Man" in the family (you know, the one in the comfy chair closest to the TV in the living room), my sons, daughter, nieces and nephews will often plonk themselves down on the seat next to me and disclose their personal problems.  Much though I’d like to pretend otherwise, I rarely have any useful advice to volunteer, the reality being that I offer little more than a sympathetic ear.  That they trust me enough to take me into their confidence is nonetheless most flattering, the reason most likely being that I’m neither judgemental nor threatening and most importantly can be trusted to keep what I’m told entirely to myself.

This song was written after one of these tête-à-tête’s, one in which there was absolutely nothing I could do to change the situation and could only empathise, say that they need never feel they were on their own and affirm I’d always be there for them whenever the need arose.  All the same, I did find myself wishing I could have been of greater help.  I truly did feel blue for them.  

Life can be a sod of a thing sometimes.  When that happens, what else is there to do but write a song about it?   (Terry Reeves)    
 

A glass on the table, half full a distance away
Feeling thirsty and dry so unreachable today
Closer tomorrow but might drain to half empty
Distance unchanged my thirst remains plenty

Feeling so blue for you
Really blue for you

I’ve stood in the forest heard whispers of lies
Every leaf falling past, covers a layer of spies
Try hiding from truth, planet can never disguise
Face stays in the shadows screaming silent cries 

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

Look out of the window reflections inside my head
Reversing a vision giving sight to those who bled
The slaughter of life has reduced the time earned
Loving life not chewing death the option unfurled

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

I will answer questions if you ask with a smile
I may travel a distance over one million miles
Moving is never a picture puzzles of reasons
Hoping to find missing piece to help mental lesions

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

FEELING BLUE FOR YOU - Cripple Club & Hans Albers

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

A older song of mine about losing memories due to traumatic experiences.
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Model D - Alexia (short Version) - (sunday funky chillout)

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Vocal https://soundcloud.com/floras-1
Sukhwinder Flora 
Manchester
Please visit her site, amazing music and spoken words.
I was so happy to be part of this track, Fever is classic track. There is many versions for this track, but we hope you find something new for this one :)

Fever - River Soul & Moon Dust ( Cover )

The River  - Version 2 with Graeme Clark on guitar

Fever (1956) by Eddie Cooley & John Davenport
This version performed by  Flora Sukhwinder (c)
https://www.facebook.com/sukhwinder.flora?pnref=story
vocal, bass & drums https://soundcloud.com/floras-1
Original track: https://soundcloud.com/floras-1/fever-cover
-> this additional version - with Hammond C3 Organ - arranged & performed by Damien Riba
(c) Courtesy of Mangalyan Records, Sunset Agence Internationale
& Coloma Pictures Company Entertainments (11.10.2015) 
Artcover: Miss Flora Sukhwinder (c) All rights reserved

Lyrics:
"Never know how much I love you
 Never know how much I care
 When you put your arms around me
 I get a fever that's so hard to bear
 You give me fever when you kiss me
 Fever when you hold me tight
 Fever in the mornin'
 A fever all through the night

Sun lights up the day time
 Moon lights up the night
 I light up when you call my name
 And you know I'm gonna treat you right
 You give me fever when you kiss me
 Fever when you hold me tight
 Fever in the mornin'
 A fever all through the night

Everybody's got the fever
 That is somethin' you all know
 Fever isn't such a new thing
 Fever started long time ago

Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said, "Julie baby you're my flame"
Thou giveth fever, when we kisseth
Fever with thy flaming youth
Fever I'm on fire
Fever yea I burn forsooth

Captain Smith and Pocahontas
 Had a very mad affair
 When her daddy tried to kill him
 She said "daddy oh don't you dare"
 "He givess me fever with his kisses"
 "Fever when he holds me tight"
 "Fever, I'm his misses"
 "Daddy won't you treat him right?"

Now you've listened to my story
 Here's the point that I have made
 Chicks were born to give you fever
 Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
 They give you fever when you kiss them
 Fever if you live and learn
 Fever till you sizzle
 What a lovely way to burn
 What a lovely way to burn
 What a lovely way to burn
 What a lovely way to burn"

Songwriters
 JOHN DAVENPORT, EDDIE COOLEY
Published by
 Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

Flora to Damian (11.10.2015):
"MP3 is fine :)honoured to have your work with my singing too, love that about Soundcloud, connecting with people I would not meet normally!!


Fever (Cooley, Davenport) S. Flora, D. Riba - Yabanci Müzik

Debut album by Lebanese-American singer, songwriter, and pianist merging rich cultural traditions with contemporary pop stylings. Features soulful vocals, intricate instrumentation, intimate storytelling, and heartfelt harmony.

Hit And Run

My debut album: original music featuring piano and percussion with infectious Brazilian rhythms: samba, choro, baião, and maracatu.

Originally conceived of as solo piano pieces, the songs on Florescer are augmented with percussion by Tim O’Keefe, an expert in many hand-drumming styles from around the world. Also featured are Jenny Klukken, marimba, on the playful maxixe/samba Brincalhão and Gingando, a choro with traditional form and a modern flavor; and Laura Harada, violin on the Brazilian choro serenata Anelante, that has traditional choro form, but also a heavy dose of Debussy.

Florescer

Borboleta Azul

Written By: Will Walton

Will Walton: Vocals, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar

Flora Sukhwinder: Vocals

Thierry Santacana: Electric Guitar, Organ

Mix and Master By: Tommy Hellsten

"Battleships" was originally written on the acoustic guitar in 2008, but never recorded with a full band, only as a bootleg. The song was brought back to life a few months ago when, by chance, I picked out the piano part while fooling around. I then recruited Flora and Thierry to perform on it. And as always, Tommy Hellsten did all the mixing and mastering for the song. This is mine and Flora's first collaboration together, and what an amazing talent she is. We have since done others that will be released shortly. The remaking of this song was something that just kind of happened, and this is the end result.


(WHOLE STEP DOWN)

C                   G                  Am                  F            
Not on prowl, not on point, not expecting anyone 
    C                  G              F
To wake me, or shake me up
C                    G                     Am                                 F
Slow burning mellow flames, though coals aren’t the brightest thing
            C                  G                  F
They’ll burn you the moment you touch


Dm      G                    Dm           G        Am             C                F
Battleships couldn’t sink this thrill I feel up on top of your wake
Dm           G                     Dm       G            Am             C                    F
Armored tanks couldn’t blow away, the safety you drape on my day


Blonde as a hay-grass field, tough like a wagon wheel 
Your strength, it pushes me forward
Calm like a glassy lake, essential as a firebreak 
You’re foremost, but always support


(CHORUS)


Tomorrow will never tell, our fortune’s for us to shell 
And crumble around the insight
I can’t promise you a thing, and nor can you to me 
But only how hard I will try

(CHORUS)

iTunes

Battleships (w/ Flora Sukhwinder)

Lexie Palms - Parachute

a friday feeling track for your party at home xox

friday feeling ~

Written By: Will Walton

Produced By: Tommy Hellsten


Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano

Flora Sukhwinder: Vocals

Thierry Santacana: General Instrumentation


(WHOLE-STEP DOWN)

D                           F#m    Bm                      G    
There’s little I can answer of what I can’t explain
D                        A        G               
So, how am I to cypher or ever ascertain 
D                           A        Bm                            G
Bakers have their dozen, accountants have a sum
D                        A       G
To understand addition, you must subtract it from the one


Forgetting I am empty, I blink and rev it up 
Somehow keep right on going, don’t know where it comin’ from

A round for every slumber, another day between
‘For long you learn to measure before taking liberty  -  Even when it’s free

A        G               Bm            D
I was joking, no go for the time
G                D                A
Taking my bull to the ground for the last lie 
G                                      Bm                       
If I can stay, (If I can say) then I can say (If I can stroll)
D                                              A
If I can stroll, (I’ll stroll away) I’ll stroll away
                                  G 
	All because I won’t holler mayday-mayday


Befriending all who open, the time has come to chance
There will be none to squander, it’s all if to advance

A puzzle for the monkey, for me a piece of sky
If so I beg to differ, then so I take a try  -  where I like

(CHORUS)

    D                                                A
It rings so loud, must be the way The tone is changing every day
G                                                    Bm                    G
Guiding through a foreign place, if only to get out
   D                                               A
I finally picked a different page, and read aloud from A to B
G
Put together every piece of me                                                            ©  08 / 24 / 2012

Mayday

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All recordings are done on my iphone upto Feb 2015 and iPad after,  Enjoy xx 


‘..Sukhwinder Flora exposes realms of existence that are trapped between yesterday and the present. Her Poetry has the authority of urban legends that have been carried on the wind for centuries. Flora's verse is ripe with borrowed wisdom and discernment about a crumbling - yet still intact - humanity. And in between each line is the very breath of the individual in isolation who walks through the realms, collecting the lost artifacts that connect the self of yesterday, today and tomorrow to the spirits who paved the way.' 
Pink Panther Magazine 

'Sukhwinder Flora's poetry feature, "Carried in the Wind" exposes realms of existence trapped between the past and present. In the spirit of an urban legend storyteller, Flora writes with discernment and wisdom beyond her years.' 

Jenifer DeBellis, Executive Editor, Pink Panther Magazine, Issue 21, 

'Folklore meets the supernatural connection is the rhythm of Flora's poetry and art. Her ability to borrow from the wisdom within legend, while unveiling her own discernment of humanity manages to pull a reader into the very heartbeat of a dismantled human condition from a fascinating perspective' - Jenifer DeBellis, Executive Editor, Pink Panther Magazine 2011 and 2012

Issue 21 weaves together a disparate collection of art and writing that give testimony to the universal spirit of woman.

Music, as life, is a collective experience!
Welcome to our Love Suites, courtesy of Mangalyan Records & The Coloma Pictures Company. Damien Riba from Cannes, France

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