 Beautiful .. You cannot write 
Nine different songs about Nine different trees without digging down to the root, or climbing into its bows as it arches in the wind.each tree has a personally of its own..Nawglan songs allows you to feel their essence

The ash has significance, as I guess you'll know, as a tree to ward off nasties & negative hoodus. Great track ... love these delay guitar parts!

This is Third in a series of Poems That Jo Richter has so Generously let me use. Anyone that has ever tried to write lyrics for a song, knows that good lyrics are hard to come by.  When i first read jo's poems, it was and is a cathartic experience. I hope i made a good song out of this GREAT Poem..

OLD SONG

Met the girl that Dürer drew
Spoke in dreams she did to you
Spoke of morphic co-creation
But, alas, she's no relation
Of the mage that has no clue

Took a girl to a ball on the moon
Where Milton's soul served on a dune
Had some bourbon, died of fear
Prophets wailed but dear queen Lear
Had no mercy on the loon

Venus painted on her bed
Sipped from grails of liquid lead
Do you believe, she asked, in rest
Or restauration, no man's quest
Will shroud the beauty of the dead

Was addressed on Stromboli
By a girl with eyes to see
Colours flared and clouds dispersed
On gilded shields for, oh, she nursed
Too many snakes to set one free

Found an ancient photograph
Of a girl engulfed in love
That smelled the rain about to fall
On pastures vain, she'd charmed some shawl
To conceal her just enough

Travelled to the promised land
Where the knotted throngs disband
Love's ancient goddess held a rally
In some lone deserted alley
On a rostrum made of sand

Do you know a place to be
A chalk-cast fresco asked of me
My wings are small, I cannot fly
And all my quiver has run dry
For Ovidus is exiled to Romany

OLD SONG.........a poem written by JO RICHTER (SONIC STRUCTURES AND SILENT STRETCHES)

Thank you to https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein for creating this fine 🎶
Love will always be the greater force.

Lyrics: 
So, don't you think it's getting old now
Empty rounds, sprayed all around
So, don't you think it's getting old now
It could be different now
Somehow

Not another one, oh no

Wake up

not another one - Jonathan Beckenstein/cw

E-Santiago

Paroles et musique : EmmaJack 

Today belongs to you
Don't keep your dreams for you
You can do the best the craziest you know
You can also stay at home with your sorrow

Today belongs to you
Don't keep your dreams for you
You can take the train don't care where it goes
You can also stay all day on your pillow

The sun don't care
If you 're stuck forever in your favorite game
The sun won't cry
If you live or die in your virtual life.

Today belongs to you
Don't keep your dreams for you
You 
You can stay at home forget tomorrow
You can also jump out through your window

The sun don't care
If you 're stuck forever in your favorite game
The sun won't cry
If you live or die in your virtual life.

You never know what you're gonna see,
if you pick up the right number
You never what you're gonna see,
If you once talk to your neighbor
You never know what you're gonna see
If you turn right at the corner
You never know what you're gonna see, 
You never know
You never know

Whispers of tomorrow

Wyżyny Absurdu

December 25, 2023
Image: Heinke Both - personne presente II, 2022
https://heinke-both.de/

FIRNIS

Urgency

Words and music Dave Rose.

I wrote this a few years ago when Trump was in the Whitehouse and Boris Johnson was in Downing Street.
Trump bragged about paying just $750 in tax that year because he was intelligent and Johnson amongst other things shut down parliament illegally.
Meanwhile the prison system is full to bursting and Trump just today having lost his case is trying to discredit the judge, the jury and the entire US legal system.
And don't even begin with little mad vlad.
Go figure.

Criminal Life

Criminal Life (Acoustic)

words and music K. Gennery
image designed by mr cagey

If I were to paint a portrait of you,
layer upon layer oil mixed with dew.
Canvas part torn weathered and worn,
a wondrous reflection resplendent in colour.

If I were to sculpture in marble or stone.
Alabaster skin flawless in tone.
A peachy complexion a hint of rouge,
lines to be seen more than a laughter or two.

If I were a poet my sonnet to you,
would flow from my heart that’s been battered and bruised.
Words on page of passion and rage,
an inky endorsement of love and of hate.

Ohhh, let it go now, I need to have some peace of mind.
Ohhh, let it go now,
find myself a release, that finally sets me free.
From all the confusion, downright delusion,
turmoil swirling around, inside me brain.

of love & of hate

Nawglan, The Sacred Nine

Ash of the Shadows

Other People's Children - The Lliam, Malcolm, Beva Trio. 
This one recorded and mixed by Mike Grace

They found me in a noodle factory up on planet Pluto
They couldn’t figure what to do they thought I was a noodle
So they hung me up and hosed me down enough to make a worm ill
but just before my eyes caved in she said life’s not that futile

I understand the sadness buried deep beneath your eyes
gets in the way takes up space there’s too much else to occupy
I got it too I feel it’s terror well beneath my breast
and when it rears its ugly head we’ll crush the buggy fest

What is it that turns my head and makes my eyes to stare
into this piercing silence cant you speak if you are there
too many noodles not enough salt the butter’s disappeared
I get the feeling it’ll never be right and then she grabs my ear

Other Peoples Children

Planet Noodle

OPC - Planet Noodle

"Nawglan, the Sacred Nine" is available at https://mattsteady.com
All preorder profits are going to the Open Hands charity, proving the homeless and needy with practical help and self-respect.

Ash of the Shadows

Matt Steady

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