I really enjoyed this wonderful powerful song!

From beginning to end - a great song  🙂

I love your songs and your words/poems always touch me deeply. Thank you....

A very fine song Kevin (missed this one) - love the epic build and the soaring, major7thy chorus - a melancholy, moving and lovely tune.

Another gem ..in a land of many on your page.

Graham Nash ! That’s who I’m reminded of 🤩 again..cracking track

Very emotional piece, the arrangements are awesome, such as the voice/lyrics

SHOUT IT TO THE WIND

The title is from the novel The Man Who Fell to Earth by Walter Tevis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Man_Who_Fell_to_Earth_(novel))

Walter Tevis is a great writer (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walter_Tevis)

Pic - based on Icarus by Henri Matisse (https://www.matissepaintings.org/icarus/)

Published on 7 January 2022

Anthean

1972: Icarus Descending

Spring, though a season, is also a metaphor of new beginnings.  This tune is a celebration of all things Spring:)

Spring Will Come

life is a journey and music is my soundtrack to it ,i wrote this song traveling around south Portugal at the start of summer 2022 and at the tail end of a 2 year pandemic when travel was no longer possible or an option ..
I hope i have captured some of the energy and sights and sounds of this trip and found signs of life 
written and produced by Jim Manser 2022 
watch the music video for signs of life on
https://youtu.be/XiVUx5EZUOY

signs of life

signs of life video

Signs Of Life [watch the music video on you-tube]

New Face

Infinite Green (TL) *Tracy

One In 5/4

Cello Freak

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Where is the innocence from our younger years in our own journey and also in the culture at large?  Memories can get in the way.

Where is the Innocence

Meet Me On The Balcony

A word of stone from yesterday,
It left me in a silent fray.
A cold and judging, hollow sound,
On lonely ground, on lonely ground.
I was a soul in disarray,
Until you came and lit the way.

And in your eyes, a mirror gleams,
Fulfilling all my broken dreams.
A soul reflected, pure and whole,
You give me back my very soul.
The world outside just fades from view,
I am restored, in seeing you.

We meet where sun on stone is sleeping,
A truth inside my heart is leaping.
Your quiet gaze, a gentle art,
It mends the pieces of my heart.
The doubt that held me in the night,
Dissolves in this forgiving light.

And in your eyes, a mirror gleams,
Fulfilling all my broken dreams.
A soul reflected, pure and whole,
You give me back my very soul.
The world outside just fades from view,
I am restored, in seeing you.

An angel's presence, soft and low,
That helps a wounded spirit grow.
You guide me from the dark I knew,
And make the fractured self anew.
This bond was waiting from the start,
A sacred space within the heart.

Here in this light, this sacred space, 
The scattered self finds its true place. 
Your eyes reflect what's pure and whole, 
You don't just mend, you give me back my soul.
No longer broken by the fray, 
In your reflection, I can stay.

—
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, VirtualDJ, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

You Give Me Back My Soul

The other side of night(Mix 1, December 6, 2019)

Written, performed, and mixed by Tim Griffis at Princeton Studio. This is the last song on my "Drive Time" project.
Hope you like the melodies and the sound ;-)
Photo by Adrian Danciu at Kinocut Pictures (visual.kinocut.com)

Technical Details
Recorded at Princeton Studio
Guitars: Fender Strat; Fender Squire Bass

Mics: Neumann TLM 67 
Drums: arranged by TG
Software: Pro Tools
Vocals: TG

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Eventide Eclipse effects

Lyrics
Verse 1
On the other side of night
We could take our chances there
It's a story to rewrite

Chorus
We could find our way
We could find our way
We could find our way tonight

Verse 2
Two spirits in the night
We're searching for daylight

Chorus
We could find our way
We could find our way
We could find our way tonight

Bridge
We're two spirits in the night
We're just searching for daylight
I thought I saw you there
I thought I saw you there
But you walked away in the night

outtro 
thought I saw you there
on the other side of night
thought I saw you there

The other side of night

I found this track in my archives recently was done a long time ago......I do not write many love songs, not a very good writer of love songs ..This song was  written by William Bell an American singer and songwriter , also covered by loads of artists globally  , however ,this my "own" version . ..This was "one of the 1st song" I posted on SC maybe 10 yrs ago or more but i took down all my songs in 2016  now obviously its uploaded again ......... Be safe !! Thank  y'all!!

Forgot To Be Your Lover By Jam York! (original verson )

words and music K Gennery
sunset photo taken from my back garden, a view across the Romney Marshes.

Bring me a fully functioning brain,
a spine that can move freely from pain.
But I'll keep this old heart, if it's all the same,
It's the best part of me.

Though it's been wounded many a time,
I shall never exhange for a draconian kind.
Always open given totally free,
it's the best part of me.

Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.

Still beating strong after all it's been through,
I could tell you my woes unbelievably true.
But I'll leave it for now, maybe later you'll see,
It's the best part of me.

Oh forebode won't you tell me so,
for the peace that I seek inside my soul.
Comfort me now in this hour of need,
tether my raw and benevolent seed.

oh forebode

oh forebode (best part of me)

Let Go of that Echo . 2019

Song, Vocals, Bass, Keys, Percussion, Piano:  Janine Levinson @janinelevinson
Keys: Jose Freitas
Mix: Doug Grean @terpsichords

Let Go of that Echo

Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye
My head’s full of blackbirds but they won’t fly

Gotta let go, let go  

Sang a song so quiet, nobody heard
Kept it in the cage with the sad blackbirds

Gotta say no, say no to that echo echo  
That just won’t let me be free
That just won’t let me let go  -- gotta say no, say no

Sing a pretty question, keep it in my clothes
Answer with a puzzle and weave my prose?  no!!   

I gotta let go, let go of that echo echo       
that just won’t let me be free
that won’t let me let go
Gotta say no, say no to the echo, echo   
Oh I gotta be free,
I don’t know If I can let go, let go 
And just be me!

Kiss me in a signal, tap me a song
Four and twenty codewords can’t be wrong. no!

Gotta let go, let go of that echo echo 
That just won’t let me be free
That just won’t let me let go -- gotta say no, say no

I’m gonna stand tall and speak up   
I gotta say yes to find love
I’m gonna be real and speak out   
I gotta say yes to find  out
I’ve gotta let go, let go, of that echo

Let Go of that Echo

This song first entered my mind while I was comparing translations of the poetry of the remarkable Song dynasty poet Li Qingzhao.

	The attraction I have to Li Qingzhao's work is twofold - firstly: the sheer power of her expression, which speaks to me through each and every translation (some translations being so different that I often fail to recognize them as being the same poem) - secondly: her “Ci” poetry, is, for all practical purposes, songwriting.   “Ci” poetry began as lyrics to be sung to tunes both popular and original, not unlike the “12 bar blues” or “rock and roll” songs of the modern world.

	The imagery used in this song largely comes from her Ci poem “Banana Trees”, but should in no way be thought of as a translation - I do not pretend to have that kind of scholarship or talent.   It is, at best, a re-working of theme and image for a contemporary context.

	I do not know the original source of the cover art I have used here, but I found it at http://www.chinesetimeschool.com/en-us/articles/li-qingzhao/.   There are no extent images of Li Qinqzhao from her own time.

Lyrics:
        looking from our door, I see the poplars that we planted
	their green shadows fill the lawn
	their green shadows fill the lawn, leaves a-flutter in the breeze,
	in the quiet of the moment, they seem to share my thoughts

	they seem to share my thoughts, I recall a last farewell
	at the gateway of our home
	at the gateway of our home I listen to the sound, 
	in the quiet of the moment, to the rustling of leaves

	the rustling of leaves, a sound you’ll never hear again
	it breaks my heart
	it breaks my heart we can no longer share our thoughts,
	in the quiet of the moment, looking from our door

Looking From Our Door

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Looking from Our Door

Firstly on easy listening 6/4 bars, I cut some notes out of the main theme so as to give it dynamism, and finally obtained a prime amalgam of 17 quarter notes. I hid any recognizable thing in the accompaniment, and for the organic lines (voice and guitars) I tried the strong rhythm would not fix too much the melodies, first paying a lot of attention, and finally ... just letting me go.

Translated lyrics:

Oídos sordos (17 negras)  /  Deaf ears (17 quarter notes)

Quiero gritar todo lo que siento, estando solo;  /   I want to shout out everything I feel, being alone;
pero gritándolo al viento y si no contesta,  /  but shouting it at the wind and if it doesn’t answer,
dime, ¿de qué me sirve? (bis)  /  tell me, how does that help me? (bis)

Todos los vientos conocen mi historia  /  All the winds know my story
pero no hacen nada.  /  but they don’t do anything.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

He estado aquí y allí gritando como un loco,  /  I’ve been here and there screaming like a madman,
pero todo sigue igual.  /  but it’s all the same.
¿Será que no me oyen? (bis)  /  Perhaps they don’t hear me? (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

Ahora sé que no sirve de nada;  /  Now I know it’s no use;
el viento sois todos que callais al verme,  /  all of you are the wind, silent when you see me,
y dejáis que hable y hable,  /  and letting me speak and speak,
y dejáis que hable y hable y hable.  /  and letting me speak and speak and speak.

No creo que vuelva mañana  /  I don’t think I’ll be back tomorrow
a escuchar vuestro silencio.  /  to listen to your silence.
Quiero encontrar a alguien. (bis)  /  I want to find someone. (bis)

Quiero gritar…  /  I want to shout out…

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)
Image: "Red eared cactus", photo by Ruizzoidman

Oídos sordos (17 negras)

Wallowing in the warmth of lower mids and melancholic melody.
Recorded, mixed and mastered on a Tascam DP 32 Portastudio using vintage gear gathered over many years.


Take a large bucket. Add a pint of Neil Young, a pinch of Glen Hansard. Wack in a tea spoon of Damien Rice, then an ickle bit of Tom Mcrae. Shove in a hand full of Mike Scott, a heaped table spoon of Neil Finn and a large dollop of Conor J. O'Brien. Mix with a big stick then strain through an old sock. Pour. What you have is a little bit of Mr C.

Hello good people of the cloud.
I play everything in real time and record and master on a Tascam DP 32 Portastudio. Although three of the older songs on here where recorded on a 8 track tape recorder through an old seck analogue desk.
No pc's are used or abused in the process of me music making. I love tactile recording. Switches, faders, pots and buttons. Mouses are for computers and eating cheese. No Mac, Daws or Windows, Midi or overused plugins. And no automated mixing, compromise being a large part of my final sound.

Hope you enjoy some of the music that I make, please feel free to share and comment.

I now have another page, link below, of songs recorded from 1999 to 2012 on an 8 track tape machine.

Gear used:
Tascam DP32 (for all recording and mastering)
Custom Sound amp (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Tannoy DC 200 monitors (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Alesis Sr18 drum machine
Roland V drums HD1 Live Kit Through Roland TD20 Sound Module
Kord M1 keys (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Yamaha moX6 keys
Joe Meek VC3 pro channel (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Audio Technica AT4033a Cardioid Condenser Microphone
Shure SM58 Mic
Sessionmaster direct recording pre-amp (owned since the 1980's/90's)
Zoom GX1N guitar effects
1972 Yamaha FG180 Red Label acoustic guitar
Martin performance acoustic guitar
Yamaha FGX5 Acoustic guitar
JD Fender Telecaster Leccy guitar
DeArmond M75T Leccy guitar
Tanglewood bass 
Vintage banjo
Uke
Stagg mandolin
And a box of old rusty harps.

New site after E-Ruizzo: https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo

Many thanks to Alex https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
and Richal https://soundcloud.com/rickitansky for their fantastic pics !!

oh forebode (best part of me)

Mr Cagey

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