Just an old man getting crazy with his looper pedal

Do Like You Wanna Do

a  demo of a song that visited me earlier today.........cheers for having a listen


What Goes On 


sometimes it feels like I'm going round in circles again
and when the train stops moving, will i get there in the end
sometimes it feels like I'm the only one who knows
and the look on your face it shows, disappointment again
it's just what goes on in my head

trying to hold back the anger the sadness and tears
it's a comfort sometimes they been holding my hand now for years
laugh without smiling when you need to fit in with the crowd
get out when its getting to loud, eyes on the exit instead
it's just what goes on in my head

life's better than nothing when nothing is all that you got
some shelter from the storm, it's not to much to ask is it not
have i turned away, from a neighbour in need
who committed some terrible deed, cos of something i said
the things that go on in my head

What Goes On

Tales from the street By Zitou Itou & Albert Paule and his friends

Vidéo : youtu.be/z-aae0BK5p8

Brande (Translated after the French text )

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Desdanova ( @denis-rousseau-182743563 )
Musique : Alain Illos

Sans un bruit, ce matin,
une rose est éclose.
Perdue en ce jardin
où mon coeur agonise.
Au milieu de hautes herbes,
c'est elle survivante.
Soudain dans l'air vibrant,
mes souvenirs voltigent.
Dans la chaude lumière,
de cette beauté naissante;
perdues dans ma mémoire,
de sinistres images...
Sans un bruit ce matin,
mon coeur s'est lavé.
Perdu en ce jardin,
dans la chaude lumière.
Au milieu de mes souvenirs
qui voltigent.
Des hautes herbes
et d'un été naissant.
C'est ma joie survivante,
sur la brande, ce matin.
Aux vies agonisantes,
à la beauté naissante.
Aux images oubliées,
soudain, dans l'air vibrant.

Brande
Without a sound, this morning,
a rose bloomed.
Lost in this garden
where my heart agonizes.
In the midst of tall grasses,
is the surviving rose.
Suddenly, in the vibrant air,
my memories flutter.
In the warm light,
of this emerging beauty;
lost in my memory,
of sinister images...
Without a sound this morning,
my heart washed.
Lost in this garden,
in the warm light.
In the midst of my fluttering memories
.
Tall grasses
and a budding summer.
This is my surviving joy,
on the heather this morning.
To dying lives,
to emerging beauty.
To forgotten images,
suddenly, in the vibrant air.


Brande avec Desdanova

If you find yourself in trouble and you think you've lost your way.
Here's hoping that you find a path to a better day.
I sure hope that you're happy. I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope you find all the answers to all those questions vexing you.
I hope you can find a way not to bite off more than you can chew.
I sure hope that you're happy. I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality
All those places that you said that you wanted to see.
I hope they're as good as you expected them to be.
I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart.
I think about you often even though we are apart.
They say that when you love somebody sometimes you gotta be willing to let them go.
You gotta let them spread their wings and fly wherever the wind decides to blow.
I sure hope that you're happy. I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope that you're happy. I hope that you're doing well. I sure hope that you're doing swell.You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality

Hope That You’re Happy (Acoustic Version)

Stranger In Town

The Cowboy Rides Away

Time to get satirical with the US political dystopia, or maybe I'm just a  little touchy after all the threats to Canada, both political and economic (not pondering the military  threat to allies)
Sorry if this is offensive to any US-based listeners. Sorry, not sorry ;)

Track 2 from a new 2025 collection of ideas called FRINGE found at https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

 Lyrics:
They've all come around on bended knee
Kissing the a-a-a-ass of a once and future king
They fought a war to get rid of a crown
Only to give it away to an autocratic clown
(how come you misjudge me so...

Pick on immigrants, round them all up
Doesn't matter if they're the ones who fill your shops
With all the merchandise and food that you just can't ignore
So you haul them off to a foreign shore - a foreign shore -a foreign
(how come you misjudge me x2   ...so...)

I take a little salt, not on the tail
I like my golden jets, like my foreign jails
I talk of the land, the land of the "free"
Whatever you've got, just give it to me


How did you misjudge me (x3)
I am the claw, in the white flabby hand
(how could you misjudge me (x2)
Autocratic clown (x3)

* samples... "I am Oz, the great and powerful, who are you?", "I could shoot somebody on Fifth Ave..", "China has total respect for Donald Trump and  for Donald Trump's very, very large uh, brain"

Note: No salt on the tail - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salting_a_bird%27s_tail

Wigmore: music, production, main lyrics and vocals
Allen: additional vocals and lyrics, bass, guitars

Autocratic Clown

What happens if "Dust In the Wind" meets "Classical Gas"?  I sought to answer that profound question one morning when I was riffing on an A-minor chord and couldn't think of another way to describe this acoustic concoction. I couldn't think of a better name for it either, but seemed to have a "ballad" feel to it, either about a hero or villain, I'll let you decide, and maybe catch a "catnap" thinking about it:)

Ballad For Acoustic Guitar

Hope Will Rise Again is a song of renewal and confidence in the unshakable faithfulness of God. It’s a heartfelt reminder that even when life feels dark or silent, His love still conquers despair and breathes new life into weary hearts. Through tender verses and a triumphant chorus, the song declares that every shadow fades in His mercy, and in every valley, hope still rises because Jesus reigns. A moving anthem of grace, comfort, and resurrection life.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
When the night has stolen every song
When the silence feels too long
Still Your promise holds me near
Hope is stronger than my fear

[Pre-Chorus]
Every shadow has to fade
When Your mercy speaks my name

[Chorus]
Hope will rise again, Your love has overcome
Every broken heart will find its healing in the Son
Faithful to the end, my Savior and my friend
No matter where I’ve been, hope will rise again

[Verse 2]
When the road is longer than I see
Still Your grace is carrying me
Every valley, every trial
You are with me all the while

[Pre-Chorus]
Every shadow has to fade
When Your mercy speaks my name

[Chorus]
Hope will rise again, Your love has overcome
Every broken heart will find its healing in the Son
Faithful to the end, my Savior and my friend
No matter where I’ve been, hope will rise again

[Bridge]
Stronger than the darkness
Greater than the grave
Jesus, You are faithful
Forever You will reign

[Chorus x2 with tag]
Hope will rise again, Your love has overcome
Every broken heart will find its healing in the Son
Faithful to the end, my Savior and my friend
No matter where I’ve been, hope will rise again
(Hope will rise again)

Hope Will Rise Again

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We are Netta&McGill and consist of Nettamoon and Jim McGill based in Norway and Australia - an independent songwriter duo. We celebrate music in it’s simplicity, and tell stories of friendship, love and longing. We are blessed to be two of the same mind, and want our music to be created with no fuss and no fences. 

Thank you for listening!