Angeline ...

Original collab with Silvia @silviamerce

© xanylovem and Silvia Merce - Sep. 2019
Picture Retiro Park - Madrid - Spain

ANGELINE (with Silvia)

Jesse

Prune (Get In Line)

The telephone rings again
Who could it be now?
Who could it be this time?

Hey!!
You again!!

Have you finally grown up?
Have you finally given up on dreams?
You've gotta think of your future
Don't look back now
It time to come back to reality!!

Don't listen to yourself now!!
I know what it best for you!!
So Get in Line!!

Prune

RPR09_29

Megacosm

Synaptogenesis

This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam!
To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate.
All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace!
Enjoy Fam!

Close Circle—I’m Keeping Score--------Lyrics

(Verse1)
Altered time cycles,—
Will we ever be whole again 
why so many different Bibles? 
It’s a battle for the soul, till the end 
one unit, sect, —-culture, tribe 
so many distractions,—- let’s pretend
that time was on our side 
same message, same word, being resend 
Over and over again

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
To the very end,—-to the very end
We learn and educate,—-from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup,—-before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop,—-who is the source that pours 
where does it come from? Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, don’t answer —the mystery can wait
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up,—-if you believe, 
learn, retain, retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?——why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)
Search for more knowledge—- tempt me, ——but I need what I want. 
Where can the answers to the questions be?
The right question to prompt
cups fill, or empty ——another sip, lesson learned 
mind occupied——- close circle 
we learn what you taught us
But I have to know more, the desire, burns, 
don’t know what’s needed but I certainly want more
Give me a different drink please, because I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score —————
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score

(Chorus)——phone vox
To the very end, 
We learn and educate, from what’s been done before 
let’s empty the cup, before trying to fill it with more 
there’s no way to stop who is the source that pours 
where does it come from?——Who’s keeping score?
Maybe we won one, 
who kept the faith, is it love or hate? 
No wait, we done won —the mystery can wait 
drink up, another knowledge, cup, 
keep up if you believe, learn, retain retrieve 
always the same message 
you’ve learned everything they wanted you to know 
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?
why is the cup so empty?—-why is the cup so empty?

——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score
——I’m keeping score ——I’m keeping score —I’m keeping score

stay truth to who you are,———                      
It’s gotten you this far

(Chorus1)
We learn and educate…
Extra: why is the cup so empty?

(Verse2)

I'm Keeping Score Vocals 92 BPM

I always think of Saint Patrick’s Day here in the US as a celebration of the social graces as they involve drinking. We drink together, we laugh and cry together, and friendships typically grow like flowers from those barroom and “parlor” floors. With the big day just a couple weeks away now I wanted to contribute something that expresses my attachment to the many fast friends I hold dear. I dedicate this one to my closest friend who is departed too soon, Rich. Cheers.

Music written by Craig Durgy ©2025
Guitar & vocals by Craig Durgy
Production by Nat Daniels of Gentle Rain Records (including bass, tin whistle & percussion)

Lyrics:

Let’s drink to the morning, 
That peeks through the windows 
And drink as the night melts away
Let’s drink to the memories 
That yesterday knows
And cheers to the friends that remain

I raise my glass cause it’s 
Lighter than toiling
And is drawn to be tested to yours
I drink to the moment 
That we’ll be recalling
And the path to the day it recurs

And if it seems to me, 
It matters not
The hopes and dreams of two old sots
The lesson of time is 
The beverage that binds us
I drink to your smile and our lot

I can see through the weary
As the sun warms your face
And the suds settle down in your glass
Your eyes are not teary
As we take this last taste
And swallow the tears of the past

I raise my glass cause it’s 
Lighter than toiling
And is drawn to be tested to yours
I drink to the moment 
That we’ll be recalling
And the path to the day it recurs

And if it seems to me, 
It matters not
The hopes and dreams of two old sots
The lesson of time is 
The beverage that binds us
I drink to your smile and our lot
I drink to your smile and our lot

The Beverage That Binds Us

PLEASE NOTE: this is an .mp3 file only since higher quality .wav files are currently not uploading on soundcloud

method: to distract me from the everyday task of fighting demons of the mind,  I set out with a gregorian version, only to understand that my voice was not up to standards and expectations. You can still hear that choral in the background. Well, gregorian monks might might have actually sounded like that – not everyone is a pitch creature after all. After postponing some iterations to enjoy creating UP UP AND OUT with Jeff (and assissting in setting the next project on good tracks), I  then added layers to better match what my mind heard to what the headphones belted out. Somehow, I did not let go of the initial composition, though – feeling attached to its disjointed, squealing humanity. Call me sentimental and you’re right. I also just felt like taking this ride on the RC-505, rediscovering my former companion from hitherto unexplored angles ;-) 

Narration: the poem is about an evolution – or a journey to the sea – whatever you prefer to call it. having become aware of the circumstance that I am more of a liability than an asset in certain processes, I found myself in the clutches of a transformation that needed processing itself – and a good deal of sublimation, I guess. 

Image: copyright jo richter

poem / copyright jo richter:

all the hardly humid barrens
harbour time in arid sands

while the early einkorn seedlings
of the floodlands sway and bend

and the tides bring tidal tidings
weighing vapour, thermal scales

ah, the oceans, giant oceans
breathing water, water whales

isosem

Artur from Surfers Like Us   https://soundcloud.com/user-411502040 
send me a fine little surf guitar file which i permutated in a mix out of the original...

surfers like us +noxpox - meltdown of the ego

Relax (2024) Anthology CD3 Track 16

Western Canada prairie, a native land, colonized by British, Scots, French, and Metis in late 1800's form a government with Louis David Riel as their leader, execute Thomas Scott,perceived as insurgent disruptor of the state, 125 years later become a integrated mixed ensemble of cultures and nationalities who have migrated here.

Manitoba-Anthem Master

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