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Here we have David Carter smashing it on drums, Jim Sanders adding a sprinkle of tamborine, Leon Carter with the juicy bass, Dave Toolan with the guitar chops, Jonny Rabbs with the peels of harmonica, and a slice of acoustic guitar and grated vocals from myself! 
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Lyrics

Compost Heap

Take the watercress, that’s past it’s best, and the mouldy old sprouts,
The cabbage and the baggage of disappointments and doubts,
Every surreal ordeal, and the way it made you feel,
chuck it in the bucket with the old potato peel.

Soggy lettuce that upset us, and the unused courgettes,
Got forgotten and went rotten filling us with such regrets
The only way to move on, to forgive and to forget…
is to tear up some old newspapers… mix some dry in with the wet…

Chorus
And throw it on the compost heap

Take the melon seeds and fantasies, and avocado skins,
The fallen leaves and garden weeds, and seven deadly sins,
Put the rhubarb in the garbage, dump the pumpkin in the bin,
Ditch the spinach you didn’t finish, discard the chard you didn’t begin

Dispose of all those promises, sealed with a kiss
Dispense with senseless memories of momentary bliss
Declarations with carnations, guilty pleasures, must away
Recriminations, indignations, wilted flowers have had their day

Chorus
And throw it on the compost heap

Sling the beetroot and the jackfruit and the funky furry grapes
Boot the absolutes and old disputes, like scrapings off your plate.
Fling the incredibly inedible out of date dates
with the mis-haps, misadventures, misdemeanours, and mistakes.

Hurl the curly kale if it’s stale, no more ifs or buts
Get over all your losses, leftovers and off-cuts
top and tail the carrots, hellos and goodbyes
Toss the possibilities that were never realised

Chorus
And throw it on the compost heap

The tit for tat, bitter battles, and diplomatic talks
chitter chatter, it’s organic matter like broccoli stalks!
Like a rancid lime, the time has come for anger and for blame,
To be consigned like putrid pride and slimy lumps of shame

If a failure could derail ya then it’s time to get well shot
bad behaviour, manual labour, and all that bloody rot
Black bananas, psychodramas, and shrivelled up shallots
Gone bad, gone off, gone sad and soft,
Toss the bloody lot

Chorus
And throw it on the compost heap

(… and of course that’s not where the story ends… the compost goes on to feed the soil, feed the new growth the new life)…  hence:

~Mellow reprise~

When you’ve piled it on, all said and done
And the worms have had a munch
And deep within your heap
It’s a mushy fertile mulch

Rich and potent, broken down,
Fully decomposed…
Spread it out or dig it in
Where it’s needed most!

Compost Heap

Welcome to the fantastical world of forests! This song is instrumental. 

Actually, since recording the drums for "HANA" recently, I've been suffering from tendonitis around my left thumb, which has prevented me from playing the drums. I did my best to play and record the piano, guitar, and bass myself, but relied on MIDI for everything else. 

The first half of the song expresses the natural cuteness and warmth of the forest, while the second half expresses its overwhelming strength. 

I hope this song reaches your heart. Thank you so much for listening.

Symphonic Forest

Last Door

Well  I’m confused about the modern world, am I hero or villain?
Will the things my daddy taught me leave me in a cell just chilling
Well I’m willing to accept the change as long as daddy gets the blame
Cos I don’t even like the name he gave me
Now I don’t deal with stress that well
It should be daddy in this cell
And if he really loved me then he’d save me
I think that’s the size of this modern life , it’s never at my door
And I feign surprise at all the new lies I swear he’s heard before
Daddy tell em , tell em quick , tell em where you heard that shit
Before they nail my nutsacks to the floor
And I’m only 44
Could you please tell em for me that it’s been your reflected glory that I’ve been far too busy basking in
And from your hearts repository maybe rewrite my history
Tell em how much mummy loved her gin
So come on daddy step up and take the blame 
Don’t it break your heart to see me crying again 

Music and lyrics by Shane

Dads fault

This piece is about recognition and maybe also a bit about loss, losing things in all different ways. Maybe you can give more description to this piece, what it does for you..... Hope you enjoy!

Seen

The journey through the seasons begins here.

"Lonely Field" is the opening track from RUI PROG's upcoming conceptual album, "Timeless Seasons." A song that transitions from the deep melancholy of autumn towards the first faint glimmer of hope.

🍂 ABOUT "TIMELESS SEASONS":
This album is a musical voyage through the seasons of the soul. Starting amidst the ruins of yesterday, navigating the winter of introspection, and finally reaching the thaw and rebirth of a new spring. An atmospheric and cinematic Progressive Rock experience.

Lonely Field

Drowning in the light

Past Tense (Remix)

My Love

HEARK THE HERALD ANGELS SING

Textural Void

"In Darkness, We Travel Light EP" released 05/01/23 @ https://monotronaut.bandcamp.com/album/in-darkness-we-travel-light
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7kV9hzBjXnJuqSCsDQ7bUV?si=rwCwNnd1Roiaahao-AeDfw
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/in-darkness-we-travel-light-ep/1685472549

I'm in the process of renovating/updating various aspects of my studio, adding new hardware/software. New music on the way.

I'm a believer in true social interaction on SC, having intelligent dialogue with artists, and giving personal feedback that is (hopefully) more inspired than "Nice."  There are a lot of decent artists here not attempting to "go viral", sharing great music that deserves to be heard and not drowned out by bots.  Encouragement/criticism promotes growth, so say something worth something.

Textural Void

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