Brilliant track. Super presentation as always man. Super vox 🙌🏽🔆

Nice tribute to this great musician, well done guys. 👍

What a lovely tribute to Mrs. O!! Sounds like you have a wonderful & supportive community of musicians over there. Bravo 👏🏼❤️

Lovely to hear this again. Tribute to an awesome Lady. Tel really hitting those wonderful notes on this❤

wow, very cool that you did this. Big fan of Mrs O. and just getting to know some of your fab tunes now too... :)

Wonderful track, powerful words and music, fantastic vox!

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Un homme brisé qui a tout perdu , s'en prend à toutes les religions. Leurs dieux n'ont rien fait quand il avait besoin de leur aide...
Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Si c'était important
J'irais cogner vos anges
Leur faire mordre la poussière
Les trainer dans la fange
Je quitterais ce corps
Trop lourd de ses faiblesses
Je croquerais la mort
Comme une brute épaisse
Si c'était important
J'insulterais vos dieux
D'une haine rageuse
Pour voir baisser leurs yeux
Je quitterais ma terre
Trop belle pour mon amour
Et dans un dernier vers
Je passerais mon tour
Si c'était important
Je briserais vos sanctuaires
Dans un dernier blasphème
Pisserais sur leurs pierres
Je quitterais mes sens
Nu de toutes raisons
Semant la tolérance
Pour unique moisson

A broken man who has lost everything, blames all religions. Their gods did nothing when he needed their help...
Composer-arranger: Philippe SEGUINARD Songwriter: Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
If it were important
I'll punch your angels
Make them bite the dust
Drag them through the mud
I'd leave this body
Too heavy with its weaknesses
I would crunch death
Like a thick brute
If it were important
I'd insult your gods
With raging hatred
To see their eyes lowered
I'd leave my land
Too beautiful for my love
And in a last verse
I'd pass on
If it were important
I would break your sanctuaries
In one last blasphemy
Piss on their stones
I would leave my senses
Naked of all reason
Sowing tolerance
As my only harvest

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

Si c'était important    TRANSLATED

učmalost(demo)

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Time Marches On

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers:  All instruments, arrangement & production

Whenever we send Hans the demo of a new song, one of the most enticing parts of the process is that we never know what is going to come winging it’s way back from Hamburg.  We never try and steer him in any particular direction because we have total faith that whatever he sends will  be much, much better than anything we’d had in mind.

Quite often, once a week or two has passed and he’s had the chance to expand on his thinking, he’ll send another version, totally different from the first but always something equally as brilliant, causing both Tel and myself to ponder which one to post.   A quandary of the very best kind.  

Chris O is a multi-faceted musician who seems at home within any genre but there’s no doubt she is best known for her mastery of The Blues, hence the demo leaning very firmly in that direction…or so we thought  However, on hearing it for the first time, Hans heard something very different.  His thoughts focused on a simple piano / voice ballad, something we were certainly not expecting but which totally blew us away.

By the end of that weekend though, along too came the blues version, a delicious groove to which I couldn’t wait to add some drums and as those who’ve already heard it will know, that’s the one we eventually posted.  Nevertheless, the indelible mark imprinted on my sensibilities by the unplugged mix simply refused to go away.  Even though it’s precisely the same vocal, the pared-back accompaniment pushes it’s heart and it’s power to the fore and I felt that it deserved to be heard.  So that’s the reason we’re posting ‘The Love of Mrs. O’, phase two…

In closing, despite our retirement from active involvement here on SC, Cripple Club wanted to send each and every one of you our sincere thanks for continuing to support our work.  Your generosity of spirit and kind words always mean so much to the three of us.  (Gary Reeves)

I met a brave woman by the name of Mrs O
Playing ‘The Blues’ flying high sometimes flying low
Guitars and Banjos pitching..always acoustic 
Singing and sharing a love affair with music

The Love Of Mrs O

No distance too far, mile by mile growing warm
Confidence of written word believing in art-form
Marriage strings and voice harmonising sounds
The love of freedom scales tightly in bounds

The Love Of Mrs O

Concerts of brave, pulse to a time
Ensemble in waves, helping the climb
Brothers of blues, traveller of love
Live music choose, to fit like a glove

The Love Of Mrs O

Mrs O keeps soaring magnum opus in her hands
Song of friendship for a man from many bands
Expanse of cumulus clouds, filming for all to see
Never hiding from the challenge in the Nebulosity

The Love Of Mrs O

Up and down across the world finding a closeness
No discrimination of any kind, love is always best
From ‘The Beatles’ land to a Sydney education 
Fondness for Mrs O, giving a continuous ovation

The Love Of Mrs O

THE LOVE OF MRS. O (UNPLUGGED) - CRIPPLE CLUB

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(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

It goes without saying but no music maker or AI.  Thank you all for your encouragement. 

If there’s one thing that you must do
Be yourself and let the light shine through
It’s time stand up tall and proud
Don’t let the bad times bring you down

If it feels like your broken heart won’t mend
When  all seems lost you’ll find your strength within

Take a look at the world around you
it’s your life and it’s finally found you
now it feels like you are not alone
And it feels like you’ve come home
 
See the people walking hand in hand
It’s time for  celebration in this land

We all come from the stars
We all are who you are
We were born to shine
We were born to live our life
We  were born to find our happiness where you might

this love it makes me high
As we float across the sky 
Now we Hold your heads up high
And together we will rise

(cue self indulgent fade out)

You were dreaming

One acoustic guitar track expanded with some effects

Expansion

Black Stones (Rehearsal)

This is a revamp of a song i released a few years ago. I have added a few extra pieces to enhance the song.  It seems more relevant today than ever before. The world is full of Narcissist's this is for them and please ...do sing  along...I suppose the message in the song is very simple ..
When everything in your life is falling apart, its never your fault , its always someone else's because you are so much smarter, funnier, better that everybody else, they just cant see it. ha ha ha 
" It's always someone else's Fault " 
Written, recorded and produced by 
John Mc Farlane

The Narcissist's Anthem

Beyond the Ridgeline

J'ai le pouvoir...

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Mountain Songs is a project dedicated to my brother Brian Reeves (aka Rocky Mountain, 1948–2012), an accomplished songwriter, guitarist and arranger.  He was the creative force behind so many of the songs on this page.  If you have time, please click for lyrics and track history. 
This is for you Bri, with love and thanks from us all.   We miss you. (Gary Reeves)

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