(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

X-Techno Fandango

Music: Ian Greaves [ https://soundcloud.com/ipg1 | https://soundcloud.com/lou3-1 ]
Lyrics & vocals: Martin K Anderson aka Marty Andersson [ https://andersson-arte.com ]

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Marty Andersson: ‘Till the End (feat. Ian Greaves) | Inc. Link to Free eBooks

I Hear Bagpipes
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
DAW: Reason
Mix: Ozone 11

Lyrics

I hear bagpipes,
On this still night,
I hear them at this moment,
Can you hear them?

I hear bagpipes,
On this starry night,
I hear them in the shadows,
Can you hear them?

Chorus
I hear them playing,
From over the hill,
Coming for me,
then coming for you
Can you hear them, my friend,
Can you hear them?

Interlude

I hear bagpipes,
On this moonless night,
I hear them in the darkness,
Can you hear them?

I hear bagpipes,
On this quiet night,
I hear them from my future,
Can you hear them?

Chorus

Outro

I Hear Bagpipes

Music: Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics:

I am a woman with many faces
But you never saw the one with the truth
I have been so many places
Along the way I left you some clues..
If you haven't found them, they are still there
Hidden..Waiting for you

I've been high up in the mountains
I've been down by the sea
But I never wore the same face
You never saw the pain in me
If you haven't found me , I am still there
Hidden..Waiting for you

Help me get down from the mountain
Follow the road down to the sea
And if you look closely you will find me
Hidden... Waiting for you

Hidden.. Waiting for you..

Hidden

This is the extended version of my track "Chronicles of the Wayfarer".

Story:

Wanderlust is only curable by travelling. This is the story of a wayfarer ever so curious to explore the world. From deep forests to rough coasts, from lonely deserts to lively villages, from lush hills to dramatic mountains.

Track Description:

Chronicles of the Wayfarer is musically set in the ambient genre. It is mainly orchestral with lush string accompaniment and some soloistic melodies played by oboe und horn. Some evolving synth pads and high pulses emphasize the vibe. A hopefully recognizable theme overarches the piece although this was not my first goal. The main objective was to create atmosphere, mostly longing and sad.

Video: https://youtu.be/9w_WPp47YzE

Chronicles of the Wayfarer (Extended)

Wild Serenade Within

Poem, guitar, melody: Poet Peter, aka @user-264930040
Voice and photo: Oddrun
Studiowork: Arne Hiorth

Peter`s own words :
"I am blessed with a treasured friend whose name is Sue.

Sue is the very embodiment of humanity. Kind, selfless, giving, loving, unassuming, warm, smiling, understanding. Were you lucky enough ever to meet Sue, you’d never know that she carries a heavy burden carefully, and gently tucked away in a very private place within her heart.

This song is for Sue, and all mothers who, like her, have lost a son in the most tragic of circumstances, with no opportunity to help, hold, comfort or say goodbye."

Solace


When first you nestled in my arms and my eyes met with yours

A bonding fused in love, that could never be undone.

Sheltered you from harm as childhood lightly ran its course

Giving thanks to God above for the blessing you’d become.



Of your blossoming maturity I watched with glowing pride

Reaching for your touch to find that now we’re worlds apart,

Stolen by fate’s cruelty, that wrenches yet inside

Ever present in my mind, forever in my heart



As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then

In the sanctity of peace we’ll find solace once again.



And now I live by memory tides that flood tomorrow’s shore

Your image resting in my palm, lifts my spirit gently, where,

The strongest, warmest love abides and shall do evermore

A love bestowing soothing calm upon my silent prayer.



Though the space between is wide as the celestial abyss

I keep a special place aside, from which I promise only this

As angels wrapped in heaven, soon our eyes shall meet and then

In the sanctity of peace we’ll find solace once again.

Solace. 1234567890. Oddrun Eikli.


Disciple of Pain

I wake up to the silence
To that memory of you
Entombed by bad decisions 
Crucified by your truths
I can not hear your footsteps
This change is like a chain
You were my religion
And me, I'm the disciple of pain

Now I pray for resurrection
As I choke upon my sin
The gospel of another
Has renewed your faith again
The blood, the body of our love
For you a fading stain
You were my religion
And me, I've become your disciple of pain

This sermon that I'm sharing
I'll be preaching it again and again
The hurt, the hope, the healing
The raw, the rage revealing 
Let's stand up and face it again

So if you feel a sadness
Engulf and empty you
Get off your knees and get to work
Let the hurt empower you
When you can not feel your future
It's still there but it's just changed
The end can mean beginnings
We all are disciples of pain
One time or another
We all are the disciple of pain




Disciple of Pain

Non sono un re

Vorrei camminare su una corda
Sopra un mare di felicità 
Perdere l’equilibrio una volta
Per nuotare verso i sogni 

Dare spazio alla mia fantasia 
E voce all’amore perché ho voglia di te
Seguire il cuore almeno una volta
Mandare al diavolo il mondo
Che non conosco eppure
Gira intorno veloce come il tempo
E dare un calcio alla monotonia 
Decidere la vita insieme a te
Insieme a te
Insieme a te

Vorrei tanto essere un egoista
Per una volta pensare a me
E farmi dire che sono un pazzo
E camminare come dovrei 
Dalla saggezza verso la follia
Per far capire che non sono un re

E sotto questo cielo azzurro
Mi specchierò 
E lo farò abbracciato insieme a te
Vorrei gridare al mondo intero 
Non sono un re
Ma solo un uomo che ti amerà 

Vorrei fare un brindisi alla vita
Alla dolcezza brindare a te
Alla fortuna di averti mia
Alla fortuna di conoscerti 
Alla bellezza alla tua simpatia
E all’amore che é dentro di noi

E sotto questo cielo azzurro
Mi specchierò 
E lo farò abbracciato insieme a te
Vorrei gridare al mondo intero 
Non sono un re
Ma solo un uomo che ti amerà 

E sotto questo cielo azzurro
Ti amerò 
E lo sarò abbracciato insieme a te

Non sono un re

Slim Norris & Jan Van Bran – (1976) Night 4 Lovers – Halcyon Daze [v3bT01]

I’m a song-writer who enjoys creating music of any genre.

My son recently introduced me to A.I. and taught me how to do covers of my previously released non-A.I. music. Since I've never considered myself a performer (except playing with worship bands at church or solo-piano at a rehab center) using A.I. is right up my alley.

Since I've  exhausted using my previously released music for A.I. covers, I now compose music in a DAW, rip to a wave file, and make an A.I. cover of this wave file. I then write lyrics to the A.I. music. It takes around 100 A.I. iterations to complete the lyrics and get a style I'm happy with.  

Brief Bio: Lived more than a quarter of my life overseas (Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Turkiye, Italy, Japan, South Korea, and Taiwan). Each country gave me an appreciation for different types of music plus probably why I get bored easily in sticking with one genre or another.