composed, arranged and produced by Hail From Grey (Yannis Skiadas)

Sunny Days Are Over

“Daddy is now a star in the sky” says Sara to her kids.

Tina, the little girl,  goes out everyday when it starts to get dark to look for her dad. She speaks to him and listens to him though he’s not with them anymore…

It’s time for dinner and all three of them sit by the table. The table was set for four people, probably out of habit. Sara wants to burst in tears when she sees that empty space, but manages to fight the urge back. The little boy does not speak much yet. But still asks for his “dada” every now and then.

When Tina starts feeling sad she looks at her mom and feels comfort. Feels safe. Her little brother is always happy and helps her forget the strange feeling she has and helps her play for a while.

Sometimes she forgets though and asks her dad to read her favorite book before she goes to sleep. Or laughs while watching their favorite film and looks in his direction to share the laughter. When this happens she just feels she wants to be with him and hug him.

But she can’t.

At the end she looks at the stars and knows that they will be together again. She’ll become a start someday after all. She just has to wait.

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 Lyrics:

Time comes
When one’s left behind, to its own
Left forever

Sad is
Now my loneliness
Wish I could
Give you some air

And my mother’s here, and it’s soothing
Little brother’s near, and it warms my heart
And though your silent now, still hear you

Just want to be with you
Want to hold you
Just want to see you dad
But I can’t

Life’s so sleepy now
Time is too still
Guess I’ll just have to wait

And so I will

Three Sides of a Tragedy II


Thirty nine different reasons for running away. Oh hey. 
Shit goes downhill, at least that's what the old timers say. No way.  

Always stay close to me.
Always a knife in my heart.
Always stood by my side.
Always the drugs tear it apart. 
Never looking back anyway.
Not used to you walking away.
Never wanted to leave.
But I couldn't possibly stay.

Thirty nine different excuses which you have now made. No way.
Plenty of secrets which we can both take to the grave. Oh, hey. 
Theres nowt to be done and there's nothing more that we can say. Go way.
The truth is a fallacy, it really depends on the day. Fuck sake. 

Always stay close to me.
Always a knife in my heart.
Always stood by my side.
Always the drugs tear it apart. 
Never looking back anyway.
Not used to you walking away.
Never wanted to leave.
But I couldn't possibly stay.

Thirty nine summers it's true that I've seen better days. Like today.
But only physically my mind as strong as a safe. What you say?

Always stay close to me.
Always a knife in my heart.
Always stood by my side.
Always the drugs tear it apart. 
Never looking back anyway.
Not used to you walking away.
Never wanted to leave.
But I couldn't possibly stay.

Thirty nine winters battling through the wind and the rain. Stay safe.
Thirty nine different reasons for getting away. What a waste.

Always stay close to me.
Always a knife in my heart.
Always stood by my side.
Always the drugs tear it apart. 
Never looking back anyway.
Not used to you walking away.
Never wanted to leave.
But I couldn't possibly stay.


Temps Perdu [E.P]

Thirty Nine

Very Easy Rough

Vodoo Doll

A Velvets track i love to play...Another one from a songbook i have:)

Sunday Morning (VU Cover)

Another Character Resized

Friends in low places by Hope Street

Joe Tibbits - Vocals and Guitar
Barry Harman - Bass

Chaos and Silence

Friends In Low Places

When the wolves are slain, and the hills reclaimed.
We’ll lay down our swords, and our fallen mourn.
But we’ve not reached that moment, we’ve not reached that moment.
And we’ve got to breathe until it comes.

Little love, have you lungs enough?
Or were you born too late to be this tough?

There will come a night, your voices will harmonize
And your dissonance will resolve to seraphs’ chants
But this is not that evening. We’ve got to keep on breathing,
and compose until that peace becomes.

Little love, have you lungs enough?
Or were you born too late to be so tough?
To be so tough? To be so tough?

Bm7b5   C#m7b5   Dm   Em   F+   G    A

Somewhere down the road, our bodies will go cold.
They’ll return to dirt, and nourish well the Earth.
But we’ve not reached that moment, we’ve got to breathe, atone and,
And struggle till that hour comes.

Gentle love, have you lungs enough?
Or were you born too late to be this tough?
Little love. Are you rough enough?
Or were you born too late to be so tough?

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℗© 2021 Thyatira Music BMI
Music and lyrics by Kahlil's Razor.
All performances by Kahlil's Razor except main drum part by Nick Schlesinger, and female vocal by Breanna J.
Mixing by Nathan Daniel and Kahlil's Razor. 
Mastering by Nathan Daniel.

Lungs Enough?

composed and produced by Yannis Skiadas (Hail From Grey)

Naked Sun

wistful reminder of global warming: guitar & vocal

rockon2017

when winters froze

If you lived in Caracas in the late 90’s it is possible you heard his music when visiting the underground music scene, under a different name that is. A slow, dark and sometimes hard type of rock. Moving through classic and progressive rock. Strange music, not everyone's cup of tea, but with a growing audience.

Or maybe you saw and heard him moving through the city while playing his acoustic guitar with his friend and musical teammate. Playing and singing songs from The Beatles and Pink Floyd, to Cat Stevens, Soda Stereo and Nirvana. Maybe you paid them for their performance in money... or in beer.

After a long 20 years retirement from music (because life), he came back as Man from the Box. With a similar and refreshed music style and thrilled to start working with music again. Still loyal to the rock, progressive and experimental genres, Man from the Box plays music that feels eclectic, yet direct and personal, merging personal lyricism with unpredictable arrangement.
 
The now Sweden-based artist mastered the skill of blending insightful production values with skilled musicianship and great vocal performances.

“I never stopped thinking and dreaming in music. I feel such a big relief now that I started composing and producing again. It is never late.”