Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.
Photo by Eyeem Mobile GmbH

Ride or Die

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Have you ever had a good night's sleep disturbed by a persistent mosquito? If so you'll know how frustrating it can be.
With thanks to the author Verna Aardema (writer of the book 'Why Mosquitoes Buzz in People's Ears') for the inspiration.

Mosquitoes

Nowhere to go

I've been hearing so much AI music on SoundCloud lately that instead of jumping on the AI bandwagon, it's pushing me in the other direction where I want to do more songs with just me and my guitar.  
This is a live version that I played straight through from start to finish which I am using as an audition song for the Tucson Folk Festival.
And if you're curious, here's a link to a YouTube video of me singing a different version  the song live (iPhone recording). https://youtu.be/qMe4Uh39uhY?si=jBvf8uvDZQyDgiVg

Elvis in the 1970’s in his jumpsuit and his cape.
Some say he didn’t really die he just decided to escape.
Over the year’s there’ve been sightings like Bigfoot and UFO’s.
Of Elvis shopping at Walmart dressed in ordinary clothes.
They say it’s good to be king – but sometimes maybe it’s not.
When you’re coasting on your past glory and now, you’re lukewarm instead of hot.
If Elvis was still alive, he’d be approaching the century mark.
He’d be a tired old hound dog - would he still be able to bark.
If he put on a pair of blue suede shoes and he tried to shake his hips.
And he strummed his guitar on a street corner would people give him any tips.
They say it’s good to be king – but sometimes maybe it’s not
When you’re coasting on your past glory and now, you’re lukewarm instead of hot
There’s day’s when you feel like you’re trapped in a routine 
And you’re going through the motions, and you want to start fresh and clean.
Somewhere between 1968 and 1977 Elvis took a detour and he ended up in Heaven.
It’s nice to imagine that maybe he was sick of sick and tired of all that fame.
And one day he just decided to retire from playing the game.
If he sang that song love me tender, would it till make the young women swoon.
Or would they stare at him with curiosity like at the zoo when you see a baboon.
If he put on the black leather costume that he wore in 1968 
And he played the same set list would people still think he was so great?
Elvis in Black leather in 1968 strumming his guitar he looked so good
And his voice was really great.
At the top of his game in perfect form he could have stopped right then
He could have walked away - still would have still been a rock and roll legend
They say it’s good to be king – but sometimes maybe it’s not
When you’re coasting on your past glory and now, you’re lukewarm instead of hot.
They say it’s good to be king – but sometimes maybe it’s not
When you’re coasting on your past glory and now, you’re lukewarm instead of hot

Lukewarm King (Acoustic Live Version)

Music by Dave Rose.
St Oswald's Church sits in a field up on the Hadrians Wall. It looks out over the cheviots and beyond into Scotland. It's very exposed and the weather can change quickly. The clouds roll across usually from the West and it is just a lovely spot.
I have tried to capture the church and the cemetery, the borders and Northumberland and Cumberland with just a bit of church.
Apologies to people who commented and liked this track as I deleted it in a diva like moment when I couldn't stand my terrible piano playing. It's better now after a cup of tea and a lie down :>))

Cloudwatching At St Oswald's

Cloud Watching At St Oswald's

Leger  (translated after French text )

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/Zl2PDpiot94
Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Philippe J
Musique: Alain Illos

J''ai vu le temps passer 
et senti l'air trembler.  
Et tous ces gens pressés 
et l'orage gronder. 

J'ai tracé sur la page 
quelques traits de pinceau. 
J'ai regardé le ciel 
et voler les oiseaux.

J'ai piétiné le sol 
et la pluie est tombée.
Sur mon bonheur, 
elle a tout emporté. 

Ma jeunesse volage, 
mon coeur, dans les nuages. 
Et la lumière du soir 
comme un habit doré. 

J'ai regardé le soleil doucement se coucher. 
J'ai vu qu'on pouvait être heureux. 
Auprès des êtres chers, 
de tous ces gens pressés. 

J'ai regardé les branches, 
s'incliner sous le vent. 
Et sous un champ d'étoiles,  
je me suis allongé. 

J'ai tracé sur la page 
quelques traits de pinceau. 
J'ai regardé le ciel 
et voler les oiseaux.

J'ai regardé le soleil doucement se coucher. 
J'ai vu qu'on pouvait être heureux. 
Auprès des êtres chers, 
de tous ces gens pressés.

Leger
I saw time passing 
and felt the air tremble.  
And all those people rushing by 
and the storm rumbling. 

I traced a few brushstrokes 
on the page. 
I watched the sky 
and the birds flying.

I stamped my feet on the ground 
and the rain fell.
It washed away 
all my happiness. 

My fleeting youth, 
my heart, in the clouds. 
And the evening light 
like a golden robe. 

I watched the sun set gently
I saw that it was possible to be happy. 
With loved ones, 
all those people in a hurry. 

I watched the branches 
bend in the wind. 
And under a field of stars,  
I lay down. 

I drew a few brushstrokes 
on the page. 
I watched the sky 
and the birds flying.

I watched the sun gently set. 
I saw that it was possible to be happy. 
With loved ones, 
with all those people in a hurry.

Leger avec Philippe J

FRIHED & FLAMMER (Opråb)

Collab with the one and only Uwe: https://soundcloud.com/wust

Ym Grunt

lyrics

You feel that itch 
I know you do
I can feel it too
We should be talking in the sun
Not in the night when things are dark

You feel that itch I know you do
Darling, I want to be next to you
Like the way it was when we were young and free

Don't worry 
Don't worry bout me
Don't worry 
Don't worry bout me
Cuz I worry bout you
Yes I do
You know I do

I see the looks they give me
The pity 
but i know it's true
They don't need to worry bout me
They should worry bout you
Worry bout you
They should worry bout you

They should worry bout you
Worry bout you
They should worry bout you

FRIHED & FLAMMER (Opråb)

MC KÆLLING