"Winning The War" is the debut single from Melbourne Australia's Escape Ring which drops 10th December 2021. The song chronicles the struggle we all have from time to time conquering the voices in our own heads holding us back from whatever it is we secretly know we should be doing. The song sounds like Beach Boys harmonies over a Weezer rock track.

Winning The War

One More Cup Of Coffee (Bob Dylan Cover)

I Hate Alternate Endings

The Other Side

This is an original song with guitar accompaniment that I wrote on Aruba in May 2021.

Beauty and Pain

Once By Lowell Evans

A song inspired by the events following 7 October 2023 to express my sorrow about the 80 years of tragic injustice and destruction imposed upon the people of Palestine.

PALESTINE

I am excited about collaborating with soprano Maribel Villarroel and arranger and pianist René Calderón. The lyrics are from Pablo Neruda's Sonnet IV from the book "100 Love Sonnets" (Cien Sonetos de Amor), translated by Stephen Tapscott. The Fundación Pablo Neruda has granted permission.


Canciones para Pablo Neruda" is a book of musical scores for songs based on lyrics by Pablo Neruda and artwork from some of Chile's greatest artists: 
www.amazon.com/dp/9564163218

This song was also performed live at "La Chascona", the former home and now museum of Pablo Neruda in Bella Vista, Santiago: youtu.be/vzz8tY0CYLk?si=ZfYIat6iL69p2FW4

YouTube:https://youtu.be/JBfomnd3dA8?si=0QUUrFHo5EkBTb1_

Soneto IV  (Letras de Pablo Neruda)

Recordarás aquella quebrada caprichosa.                                                                                                  a donde los aromas palpitantes treparon,                                                                                                  de cuando en cuando un pájaro vestido                                                                                                   con agua y lentitud: traje de invierno.

Recordarás los dones de la tierra:                                                                                                     irascible fragancia, barro de oro.

Recordarás el ramo que trajiste,                                                                                                            ramo de sombra y agua con silencio,                                                                                                   ramo como una piedra con espuma.

Y aquella vez fue como nunca y siempre:                                                                                          vamos allí donde no espera nada                                                                                                                y hallamos todo lo que está esperando

Recordarás aquella quebrada caprichosa.                                                                                                   a donde los aromas palpitantes treparon,                                                                                                  de cuando en cuando un pájaro vestido                                                                                                   con agua y lentitud: traje de invierno.

Soneto IV (Lyrics by Pablo Neruda)

You will remember that leaping stream
 where sweet aromas rose and trembled,                                                                                                  and sometimes a bird, wearing water                                                                 and slowness, its winter feathers.

You will remember those gifts from the earth:                                                                               indelible scents, gold clay,

You’ll remember the bouquet you picked,                                                                                      shadows and silent water, a bouquet like a foam-covered stone.

That time was like never, and like always.                                                                                               So we go there, where nothing is waiting:                                                                                               we find everything waiting there.

You will remember that leaping stream where sweet aromas rose and trembled,                                                                                                  and sometimes a bird, wearing water and slowness, its winter feathers.

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