Collaborations

AB Playlist 011

2017_12_01

20 Original Alternative Rock Tracks

2018_09_19 SoundCloud Weekly

our take on the monster classic PF song Time
https://soundcloud.com/nathanjontillett
https://soundcloud.com/jackwm

TIME - cover by NJT & JM

Very pleased to give a new home to this great collab track.

All music & production by Jack Morefield : https://soundcloud.com/jackwm

Heartfelt lyrics by John Eagle: https://soundcloud.com/marshmaster-1johneagle

Vocals & Photo by me.
"The After Love"

The miles are long
Between us these days
Somehow we are closer
In oh so many ways
So just hold on to that feeling 
Because

Something in our past
Will help us rise above
Somewhere beyond our lives
We will find our after love

I remember in the morning
You were silent and subdued
Well, until you had your coffee
This calm I would not abuse
But it didn’t work so well did it ?
We were better in the moment
Than we were over time
If I had to do it over
Baby, I swear I'd find another way

But that’s all innocence
We both know the cost 
It’s more than we can pay
Tears for love that we lost
So we’ll stay this course
Lovers across the miles
I love you more now than then
Now hold on

Something in our past
Will help us rise above
Somewhere beyond our lives
We will find our after love

The After Love (Morefield, Eagle & Tillett)

Uploaded with AudioShare app - http://kymatica.com/audioshare


I'm re-uploading my older tracks into archive accounts, but before they get completely covered in dust, i'd like to air the tracks i've made with other people. Collaborations have been such fun to do and when we all gripe about Soundcloud not being the place it was (and i'm guilty of that too) we should remember that it still is the place where we can meet up with people from all over the world and make music together. This still astounds me...

Nathan's amazing words and guitar vs my noises... This really was a treat to do.

https://soundcloud.com/nathanjontillett



Nathan Jon Tillett vs apapdop - Rites Of The Rose

Hand of Glory : Napier's Bones July 2015

Included as a bonus track on the 2015 Edition of "The Wistman Tales"
Free Download Link : 
https://napiersbones.bandcamp.com/album/the-wistman-tales-2015-remaster-bonus-track

Our latest offering is based around the 18th Century story of "The Stainmore Hand", well-known in Northern English folklore.

The song's events are centred on the remote Spittal Inn, its landlord, George, the maid, Bella, and a mysterious traveller seeking shelter from the ravages of an early Winter storm.

More background can be found : http://www.mysteriousbritain.co.uk/england/cumbria/occult/the-spital-inn-and-the-hand-of-glory.html

Dramatis Personae: 
Nathan : The Storyteller, The Traveller, The Gang
Gordon : The Landlord, The Chorus, The Gang

Are you sitting comfortably?
Put another log on the fire, bolt the door, pour yourself an extra large helping of your favourite beverage and let us take you on a Napier's journey.
Maybe give the candlelight a miss though, eh?

*** The 4000 character limit imposed by SC means we can't print all the lyrics -> follow this link to our FB page  
https://www.facebook.com/napiersbonesband/posts/1621592221433272:0
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The Storyteller :
A mile or more beyond the town where Roman beacons burned
A long established hostelry, it stands all alone
The track that marks the entrance, often missed from the road
The turnpike has fallen quiet, none will call here tonight
As the dizzy whirls of sleet announce the storm

Bella the maid dims the lamps and bolts the door
The landlord George smiles and counts his takings after Bowes Fair
The roof creaks and groans as the wind bears down from Stainmore
Alone, enclosed, they won't see another soul
As they say their prayers to save them from the storm

Waves of rain and snow spiral down
Consumed by fear & darkness, heartbeats quicken now
They're deafened by the howling screaming sound
Then it's broken by a knocking at the door
A feeble cry of "Help me" then no more

The Inn's occupants :
Who stands outside? A wet bedraggled old woman bent double no less
Come quickly inside! Dry clothes, warm milk, our Bella will help you undress

The Traveller :
"Nothing I can say can repay you for your kindness sir
I lost the track as day turned into night
A pauper's widow I, can no longer pay my way
My daughter waits in Brough for me, I'll leave you at first light"

The Occupants : 
Sit by the Fire! No payment required when we answer a traveller's distress
Before we retire - we'll see that you're well, now take what you need and God bless

The Traveller :
"Let me say again, I don't want food or drink
Despite my situation, I still retain some pride
Now talking tires me so, I beg you let me rest
Don't touch my cloak or clothing! Just take yourself to bed!"

Let all who rest be drawn into the deepest sleep
Let those who dare to stay awake, unerringly their vigils keep
Hand of glory, keep their heavy eyelids closed
Revealing hidden riches whilst your magic taper glows

Stolen from a gibbet corpse, wrapped in a funeral shroud
Dried out with saltpeter, I command thee now
Hand of Glory, Shining Bright
Guide Your rightful owner to their rightful spoils tonight

The Storyteller:
Though she feigned to sleep, Bella watched the stranger's movements
Disturbed by their growling voice and the hood that hid their face
Surprised to see new riding boots on a pauper's wife
Then the trav'ler rose to six feet tall and slid the bolt from the door
From the folds of a steaming cloak withdrew a dead man's wizened hand
Lit the candle in its grip then the ritual began

The Traveller:
Hand of Glory where Roman signal beacons burned
I call on age-old wisdom, let the dead man's fire return
In the house where your light burns, in vain the sleepers turn
The killer's hand holds them tight, alive will be as dead tonight

From the gallow's pole to High Stainmore
Hand of Glory, do all I desire tonight





Hand of Glory :  Album Download Link in Notes

Wistman's Wood (2015)
A Cautionary Tale.

The very first Napier's track.

Wistman's Wood is an ancient copse of dwarf oaks high on the wild slopes of Dartmoor in the South-West of England.

A place steeped in Druidic legends and tales of encounters with the Devil.

Old Crockern as he is known locally, has a tendency to hunt lost souls with his pack of dreadful Wisht Hounds, driving the unfortunate victims to their deaths over the precipice of the Dewerstone.

Please heed this warning because you may not be so lucky.

After all, everywhere has its own Wistman's Wood.

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Part I : The Return

Two Bridges on my mind, Old and New at once, together side by side, 
Fond-remembered place of hazy carefree games
Now I returned, Oh how I yearned for those days
Perhaps to cross to find again the man I used to be?

There before me, hallowed ancient Dartmoor
Druid stones, velvet moss, just how it always was
A thousand feet beyond the bustling, frantic valley
The wizened oaks of Wistman's Wood, at Sunset I would go

This magic place, last surviving trace of an older vanished time
A time before the anxious life, a prisoner of the clock
Taking photographs, the trees, the sky, the rocks
To freeze the view and free the feelings I had lost

As I stand amongst the twisted mossy oaks
A sense that I belong here, swells to fill my heart
In the flooding warmth of golden evening sunshine
I rest awhile, these sentinels will keep me safe from harm

I'm coming home
I am home
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Part II : The Haunting

It all feels different now, the Wood transformed as I slept
Where once was beauty, Gnarled twisted trees, they snarl grotesque

All in darkness, no welcome in this sun starved place
A hissing whisper grows, from creviced rocks, from ancient graves!

What is this place?
Something's wrong here
I don't belong here

Golden sunlit welcome gone, Twilight, sterile, in its place
In haste I came to Wistman's Wood, to regain all I lacked

Choking on the air of sadness, contempt for those alive
This stunted copse now mocks my weakness, its magic holds me fast!

I must escape here
I have no place here

But how?
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Part III : The Hunt

Across the moonlit slopes of Crocken Tor, a figure moves
I'm not alone, the fear dispelled, moving fast he'll reach me soon

He's drawing closer now, he must have heard my cries
His dogs run free, they've got my scent, they'll soon be at my side

Frenzied barks and howls and clouds of breath
Flashing yellow teeth and eyes of red

This is the Wisht Hounds Hunt!!

I've got to run for my life - I've got to try to get home

Nooooooo! 
Help me!
Leave me alone!
You can't have me, you can't have my soul!

Running for my life now, Terror on the open moor
Relentlessly pursued by The Devil's Spectral Hounds!

Almost at the track, a gate, a stile I recognise
Another quarter mile beyond the Dewerstone
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Part IV : The Testament

As I reflect upon my testament
I try and fail at making sense of that night's events
My broken bones have healed but mental scars
Are with me still, in restless nights and feverish midnight hours

All I saw, all I heard
I give my word this story's true, this warning is for you

Rocks inscribed with rites of druid sacrifice
Spirits evil lay in wait to trap lost souls at night

The past should stay the past, good and bad interred
Decide the future here and now, please just heed my words!

Will no one believe me? Condemned to live that night over again eternally....
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The End?

Wistman's Wood (2015)

Belinda Bee Vox,
Richie Poate, Guitars, keys, drums.
Kev Bolus mixed & mastered at Windmill UK
Written by Belinda Bee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnhtw6zKlsw

The Ripple Effect

From "Life and Death"
The lighter side of WR, a simple rock tune about a wannabe rockstar's dream...Hey, can't stop anyone from dreaming, right?
(The challenge was to do a WR tune with a hint of punk and a less serious topic and voila, "Big Time") 

Big Time

ROCK N ROLL OUTLAW- Rose tatoo cover

See this part on YouTube :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ce7X1hbFrlQ

Seagull
https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

Dan-T
https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3

02 - Andromeda Elfs Whispers - Dan - T

Original song. I play all of the instruments and do all vocals.

Used Up

Everything is Numbered

So That Today

Ever Higher (EP Demo feat. Marcello)

'BURNING UP'
Written, Performed & Produced by
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2017/2020
Mastered by Andrew Borderick 24/08/2020

IT'S SO GREY ABOVE,
ALL MY LIFE I'VE SPENT WITH YOU,
AND WE'VE MADE SOME LOVE,
NOW I'M BURNING UP WITH YOU,

BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU, NOW I'M,
BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU......,

I WONT CONFESS MY LUCK,
OR THE WEALTH THAT COMES WITH YOU,
AND NOW WAR HAS COME,
NOW I'M BURNING UP WITH YOU,

BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU, NOW I'M,
BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU.......,

(BREAK)

NOW I'M, BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU, NOW I'M,
BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU,
BURNING UP ON YOU, NOW I'M,
BURNING UP FOR YOU,
BURNING UP ON  YOU...............,

Timeline

BURNING UP

High wire of life

Here is a heavy rocker for you all to enjoy and download :} This final Mix and all the drum programming were  by Pete *The Beat* Forrest...fantastic drummer and midi programmer...and by the sound of it his producing skills aint bad either :)Hope you folks enjoy this :)

https://soundcloud.com/peter-forrest-588682878



https://www.facebook.com/PCForrest

She's My Rock

Sinfonia « Evening Harmony » - 2017
for orchestra, harp, timpani and choirs SATB
I tried to express my version of « Aum...»
I hope you'll like it!

Sinfonia « Evening Harmony »

Gone....but not quite forgotten (Memories of long ago)
Music and lyrics by DeeplyDazzled
Guitar  - Eastwood Astroluxe Cadet

Hot pants
Say what?

Gone.....but not quite forgotten

Gone.....but not quite forgotten

Cigarettes
No 10
No 6
Consulate (for those special occasions)
Golden Virginia

Gone.....but not quite forgotten

Astroluxe Cadet (number 39) 

Gone.....but not quite forgotten


Astroluxe Cadet (number 39) Expressing how you tried to fit into a square hole.





My tank top 
With the star in the middle

My Denimum tartan jacket
Say what?
My Denimum tartan jacket
Say what again?
My Denim AND tartan jacket

Astroluxe Cadet (number 39)Expressing your lack of imagination and your unwillingness to change


Gone
but not quite forgotten

Hot pants!!
I never wore them myself 
but... honestly
I'll never wear them again

Astroluxe Cadet (number 39)

Advocaat

Astroluxe Cadet (number 39)


Gone.....
but not quite forgotten

Advocaat

Gone.....
but not quite forgotten

Gone.... but not quite forgotten.

A few weeks ago I was approached by multi-instrumentalist Kenny Mitchell with a great rock ballad he'd originally scored in the early 80's, asking if I could write some lyrics and add vocals. 

This is the result, we hope you enjoy :)

All music and production by Kenny Mitchell 
https://soundcloud.com/kenny-mitchell-28

Lyrics and vocals by me. 

Loosely based on a tragic local story....

"Where do I go ?"

It was a dark Friday night, she slipped from that house
Stepped out in the cold icy rain
Her shining red coat seemed to light up the night
But she never came home again
A young man stood waiting on the far side of the road
Headlight beam lifelines through the mist
He opened the door as she slipped from the cold
But she never saw the blade at his wrist

She said where do I go ?

They drove through the night, burned the roads to that house
Stepped out on the lonely high moor
Her gleaming white pearls seemed to melt in her grip
But she never understood their allure

The young man stood frozen as she cried for her mother
Tears nearly drowned his jealous blade in the flood
But he knew the painful truth, she loved another
And her pearls were found beaming with blood

She cried where do I go
Where do I go from here
She cried where do I go
Where do I go from here

A young girl lays silent, her cheeks white as clay
Her red coat now blacker than shame
Her story died with her, what she saw in that house
But her neck bore the killer's red name

On dark Winters nights, on the lonely high Moor
It’s said she steps out for to roam
Her cross stands alone in the shadow of the tor
But she never finds her way back home
(she cries)
where do I go from here 
where do I go from here, tell me
where do I go from here
where do I go from here

Where Do I Go ? - Mitchell & Tillett

PLAYING BOTH SIDES   
2017  janine levinson

song, vocals: Janine levinson
guitar, bass, percussion, synth: doug grean @terpsichords
piano: Jose Freitas
produced, recorded, mixed: doug grean

I'm playing both sides again
I'm telling white lies again
The reasons aren’t exactly clear to me
But promises are too hard to keep
So I'm playing both sides again

I’m up on the fence again
Balancing all my friends
Choosing my words so carefully
I wiil not commit to anything
So I'm playing both sides again
I'm playing both sides again

A little of this and a little of that
One in the front and the other in back     
My fingers are crossed
While I take off my hat to you

I'm hedging my bets again
Perfecting the haw and hem  
Talking from both sides of my mouth
And making a point to go around
I’m playing both sides, again.
Playing both sides, again

Playing Both Sides

After composing this track I found it reminded me of a sunrise in winter. The picture actually was taken during sunset a couple of weeks ago in Norway ;-)

https://youtu.be/Y-e78uLLMOk

A Winter's Sunrise

Presenting my original classical composition

"Touch"
(Feat. Jypeka on Violin)

Instruments played by Heidi-Marie Arapa:-

Steinway Grand Piano Melody
Steinway Grand Piano Accompaniment
Legato Clarinet
Flamenco Guitar
Cello Accompaniment
Orchestral Ensemble
Alchemy Pad Atmosphere

Please visit & support talented Musician Jypeka on Wikiloops:

https://www.wikiloops.com/artist/Jypeka.php

Our collaboration has also been uploaded to Reverbnation.
https://www.reverbnation.com/heidimariearapa


Production Info: 
Production in Logic Pro X 
All EFX plugins by Apple 
Roland FA-08

All done, recorded and produced by Heidi-Marie Arapa
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(c) 2018 - all rights reserved - Heidi-Marie Arapa

Artwork by Heidi-Marie

Touch (Feat. Jypeka On Violin) - Original Classical Composition By Heidi-Marie Arapa

Its a big world with alot of peuple, its hard to get you i know:).A new song record  i'm checking, pleas give me tips if you got, i know the sound is not perfect but this is who i am and what i got for now.i think we all belong to this somehow peace to you all:)

All You Got

Don't you feel like venting about life sometimes? Well i did just that with this song. I've been going through very difficult times in many spheres of my life and one night, a few weeks ago, i had to vent...Get it out... I am feeling better as things settle down. Doing this track was beneficial to say the least. 
It is all -off the moment- so to speak. All mistakes left intact, played live in my studio, part by part. No clipping in my voice, it's my new voice stomp box distortion effect...
A special thank you to my sister Camille, she inspired me the image. I wanted to stay nice but she made me realize what i just lived through needed a proper banner... So thanks sis, you're the best!

Joé Johnston- Bass guitar, all guitars, Vocals, drum sample mixing.
Produced 2018.
Copyright.

WTF?...I Ask?

Brand new! Heavier side of NoiseAlter! Let me know what you think :)

Let Me Fall

Singer-Songwriter, Napier's Bones vocalist, Digital Artist, Photographer and Film Maker from Plymouth UK. 

New FREE Solo Album Here : 
www.nathanjontillett.bandcamp.com

I compose, perform and record original and personal songs using mainly mobile devices. 
Styles include : Prog rock, soulful ballads and soaring instrumentals. Comments, crit and mockery always welcome !

I occasionally collaborate with other musicians around the world, something I enjoy immensely.
https://soundcloud.com/nathanjontillett/sets/collaborations

If you'd like to collaborate with me in any way, please feel free to shoot me your ideas.

Also now the vocalist in new UK Prog Band "Napiers Bones". Our debut album is FREE here :
www.napiersbones.bandcamp.com

Thanks for stopping by. Nathan :)