Name: Just You Wait by Neil D Turner
Duration: 3 min 44 s
Description: I'd been toying with the idea of doing a piano-led song for a while and had this motif kicking around that I decided to develop into a full song. It turned out to be the most complex song I've ever produced in terms of arrangement. Hopefully it was worth all the hours spent working on it.

Fine song Neil.  Creative melody, neat little minor & augmented chords here & there, & intricate harmonies are right up my alley.

Lovely. Great songwriting and performance 👏

Very gentle song…love the way your voice is mixed and meshes with the piano as well as the lush strings

Drums: David Lopez
All other instruments: Sam Reaver

Stock crash middle class 
Counterfeit crime of a century
Cutthroat don’t choke
Better him than you on the brink

Cool breeze charismatic
Grave robbing scam of a century
Drill baby thrill baby
Burning up an Anthropocene

It’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony
It’s been a long time since I realized I couldn’t relate
I’ve been craning my neck trying to see if there’s a sign that was meant for me I said it’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony

Bring it back

Pill-poppin priest talkin trash 
Through the crash of a century
Blind luck dumb fuck 
Jamming up the waves on my scene

Flip top shock jock 
Certified creep of a century
I see you don’t know how to read
But you write like you know what it means

It’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony
It’s been a long time since I realized I couldn’t relate
I’ve been craning my neck trying to see if there’s a sign that was meant for me. I said it’s been a long time since I lost my mind in a symphony

Bring it back

Lost in a Symphony

Acoustic guitar driven track with three part harmony and current, newsworthy lyrics

NoWhere Ok

Enter the mesmerising world of "Mantodea," a musical journey that delves into a future concept of the female species metamorphosing into a captivating Praying Mantis hybrid. In this enthralling narrative, we explore the evolutionary phenomenon where these ethereal beings transcend the boundaries of mere mortals, embracing a newfound prowess, and a captivatingly mysterious existence.

Allow yourself to immerse in the hauntingly harmonies, embodying the strength and grace of the evolved Mantodea. The music's dynamic interplay symbolises the complex dance between these enchanting beings and their male counterparts.
(Thanks Chat GPT !!)

As Vincent Van Gogh once said :-
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Mantodea

Azazel has always been a mysterious name that has aroused great curiosity. It is mentioned in ancient Jewish writings and has been the source of inspiration for much fiction, including some of Isaac Asimov's stories to which my song refers.

Azazel

and now for something completely different…
This song had been half-finished for an age and in a spirit of new-found whimsy I have faux-finished it 😊.  I had rather a lot of fun singing the pixie backing vocals!  Written sung, made and played by Emma.
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i saw mermaids, real live mermaids
swimming in that little bay
the secret one where dreams allow us
freedom yet for breathing

i saw elves, the wood-elf kind
when i was walking through the forest
green and golden sunshine drifts through
leaves and i feel magic

i feel magic in the air, i know i am alive at last
i can taste it on my tongue, it feels so.... it feels so....
i don’t know how i’ve been living here so long and never...
o... it’s magic

i saw serpents real live serpents
swimming in the backyard creek
twining tangle shadow waters
i can feel you calling – and the sun on water sparkles

i saw lights in many colours
i was holding out my hand to
gather in the pieces of you
floating on the water

i feel magic in the air, the endless possibilities, 
i taste them hold them on my tongue
run wild as all the colours run
over me now, over and over and over -  it’s magic....

i feel magic in the air...

Original by The Band 1968
PdB Orchestra : Lead vocal, piano & Guitars

The Weight W/ PdB Orchestra

Huddled in a hallway making secret mindless chatter
A finger that points at you and the giggles that come after
Spreading all the latest news, those Lilliputians
Find their strength in number

Walk towards a noisy room, deathly quiet when you enter
Look across those shallow eyes that turn and smuggly whisper
Wait your turn in line, (I am waiting), but the teller
Shuts his wicket on your number

Had enough of this, small talk
The most useless information
Oh Small talk, making worse my situation
In ignorance grows, way out of control
When you're the last to know

Mutated seeds that snowball down the biggest mountains
Contaminated water flowing from never ending fountains
And it's carried on by all the empty lives
Living someone else's

Had enough of this small talk
The most useless information
Oh, Small talk, making worse my situation
In ignorance grows, way out of control
Had enough of this small talk
The most useless information
Oh, Small talk, making worse the situation
In ignorance grows, way out of control
And you're the last to know

When you're the last to know
Small talk, enough of that, small talk, ya,
Small talk, enough of that, small talk
Small talk, enough of that, small talk

V3.21

Small Talk

I'd been toying with the idea of doing a piano-led song for a while and had this motif kicking around that I decided to develop into a full song. It turned out to be the most complex song I've ever produced in terms of arrangement. Hopefully it was worth all the hours spent working on it.

Just You Wait

Et voici une nouvelle collaboration avec ma très chère Damga:

https://soundcloud.com/user-695098998-934873219

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Que les chiens me pardonnent ;
Mais, toi, le spéciste qui se la donne,
Toi, dépourvu d'empathie et pourri de pouvoir,
Veux-tu être mon chien ce soir ?

Ainsi tu seras un bon garçon,
En prière devant mon giron,
Léchant à terre, mon élixir doré,
Suppliant pour être attaché.

Alors j'enfoncerai ce saint axe
Et à chacun de tes cris, viendra une taxe.
Gicleur en geyser de joie,
Sera effacée, toute trace de toi.

Que les chiens me pardonnent,
Mais toi, je te traiterai sans borne
Tel que les humains l'affectionnent ,
Déshumanisée, ma petite salope à pénis sera bonne.

Que les chiens me pardonnent

Veux-Tu être Mon Chien Ce Soir ?  Damga & Wivresse

Peace

Nothing For You (Disorder)

Singer-songwriter based in Glasgow, Scotland. "The missing link between the Beatles and Squeeze."

Just You Wait

Neil D Turner

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