When the Stars Were Closer

Contemporary blues fusion, folk influences, world music elements
Acoustic fingerpicking guitar, organic looping layers, vintage suitcase percussion, produced with AI

Coming Home

A folk-noir album exploring the human condition at the intersection of the divine and the earthly.

Tower of Babel Blues

In a Minor Key

The album closer reimagines the classic 1912 Lawrence Textile Strike song "Bread and Roses" for 2025, honoring the tradition while updating for intersectional struggles. WikipediaWMNF Opens with solo acoustic guitar and voice, traditional folk style, singing the original verse about hearts starving as bodies starve, about beauty and art being necessities not luxuries. "Hearts starve as well as bodies, give us bread but give us roses."
But then each verse adds a contemporary struggle: Trans people demanding not just survival but joy and celebration (gender splendor for everyone); disabled people demanding not just accessibility but full participation in society; reproductive justice meaning not just legal abortion but comprehensive care, childcare, paid leave; workers demanding not just living wages but dignity, democracy, and control over their labor; housing justice meaning not just shelter but community, culture, and homes that don't displace; immigrants demanding not just legal status but belonging and freedom from persecution.
Each verse builds instrumentally—first bass, then drums, then electric guitar—until the final chorus is a massive, soaring anthem with all the themes united: "We're fighting for our bread, our roses too / Trans liberation and reproductive rights / Labor unions and a place to live / Disability justice, immigrant freedom / All of it together, all of us alive / This is our time, this is our fight."

Bread and Roses (2025)

After the Last Goodbye

Verona mourns. A city finally awakened. Choirs, soft organ, and cinematic strings form a sacred lament — a requiem not for death, but for the love it failed to protect.

“Juliet in You” is a chamber opera in twelve scenes inspired by the eternal tragedy of Romeo and Juliet — not as a retelling, but as an inner journey. This album is not about Verona. It is about the Juliet that lives inside every soul that dares to love.

From the sleeping city to the garden after rain, this work follows the fragile path of love, sacrifice, loss, and quiet rebirth. Minimalist neoclassical textures, ambient shadows, whisper-vocals, and cinematic silence weave together a living трагедия of the heart.

This is not a story you listen to.
This is a story you feel happening inside you.

Juliet in You

Requiem for Love

Whiskey Whispers michael Fennell

The Bards of the Aes Sidhe's Debut Album.
Bards of the Aes Sidhe
www.bardsoftheaessidhe.com
Bards of the Aes Sidhe is a mystical music project by Raven Bloodstone, blending Celtic folk rock, classic rock, and ancient Celtic myth. Inspired by the legends of the Aes Sidhe—the spirits of the Otherworld—the music evokes mist-covered forests, sacred groves, and forgotten druidic rites and visions of Dystopia and Utopia.

These soundscapes weave deep rhythms, and haunting melodies into a journey between worlds. Each track feels like a story carried on the wind from the Otherworld, where the old gods, spirits, and bards still whisper through the veil.

Step into the grove, listen to the ancient songs, and follow the path into Tir Na nÓg.

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Ode to the Old Gods

Same Old Number

A song about the treasure of family.  Of the most revered place--the dinner table.  Where stories, and heart, and challenges are talked about between the most important people in your life.

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SUPPERTIME

It's supper time again, and we all straggle in
Sit down at our places after we washed our hands and faces
Sister sets the table, while Mom takes off her apron
And sits down next to Dad – and we all bow our heads

Now brother's lip is busted from a wrench that he was cussing
While working on his old truck that's not much more than rusted
Now he sits there like a warrior with his first taste of battle
Guess it really doesn't matter if it ever runs at all

Sister's fingernails are painted, and she's brushed her hair all day
Last night she had her first kiss out by the front yard gate
Don't know what she sees in Tony – he's so tall and he's so boney
Guess it doesn't take a whole lot to get a girl acting that way

Now Momma, she's so pretty, and she likes to hug on Daddy
They always wait to kiss and talk till we've all gone to bed
Then the radio starts playing and they get close and they start swaying
While in my bed I'm laying with those old songs in my head

Now Daddy's hands are scratched up, and they look like they've been bleeding
His forehead lines are reading – he's had another long, hard day
But as he looks across his table like a hero in a fable
We see him smile at us and we know that everything's okay

Yes, it's supper time again, and we all straggle in
Sit down at our places after we washed our hands and faces
Sister sets the table, while Mom takes off her apron
And sits down next to Dad – and we all bow our heads


Music and Lyrics by Paul Overstreet and Jimmy Dunne

© Scarlett Moon Music, JPD Music.  All rights reserved.




SUPPERTIME

 i am.a simple man trying to find his way threw life .   i have had  lived threw troubles. and would like to spread  some words to those that care to listen   . 
 hoping v to spread a movement of smiles. 

Whiskey Whispers michael Fennell

Mike Fennell(simple man.M.F)

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