powerful nick ..i really like those experimental vocals sounds great

I think your right; an eastern flavored trippy rock with Bowie -ish vocals   ...Well Done !

spooky strange vocals , but i like different stuff :-)

plata o plomo (extended version)

AMBIENT SOUNDSCPES INSPIRED BY THE WRITINGS OF FRANK HERBERT AND HIS DUNE UNIVERSE

SPICE: IN DAYS OF GLORY

house of dark secrets 1 .........the house is calling you!

house of dark secrets 2 ........curiousity gets the better of them, 2 escape but one is trapped.

house of dark secrets 3........out of guilt one goes back to rescue the missing one.

House of dark secrets. 3  (search for the missing one)

Please jump over to Gary and Jaime's page first - his one has a coloured picture!
@one-other

Gary invited me to add vocals to this intriguing track. I was only too happy to. He built it into a multi-layered maelstrom of sound, full of complex time signature changes and effects. I really like the multiple riffs and the growling guitar. It has an eastern flavour in parts, to my ears and then shifts into grinding power rock. He really is a master technician as well as a player - the way he builds tracks is a joy to hear and be part of.

Over and Over and over again
There's nothing new under the sun
Over and under and where are we now?
Where is the world we came from?
Over and Over and over again
Going back in time
Ooh mama
To a place we can recognise
And be free to our will and our minds
A complex mind will shut you out
A complex mind will eat your soul, baby
Is there a way?
Find us a way
New birth, new life, new way
There's nothing new under the sun

Gary: @one-other All instruments and production
Me: Vocals

Over 'N' Over - One and Other and Spade

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

DANS TOUS CES SPAMS
CES BAD FUZZING
LE LOUP GAROU DE LONDRES
L’OGRE GOOGLE IMMONDE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

UN BON VIEUX TRAIN DE MARCHANDISE
QUELQUES BALLES DE COTON ET EN ROUTE LA VALISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI JE M’ACHARNE
ET JE M’ÉCHINE
MAIS J’AI PERDU LA DATE
ET PAUMÉ TOUS MES DATAS
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI TOUTES CES MERDES ME LES BRISENT
UNE HERBE ENTRE LES DENTS ET C’EST LA TERRE PROMISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

JUSTE DIX DOIGTS
POUR LE PICKING
ET BIEN SÛR COMME IL SE DOIT
UN MAXIMUM DE FEELING
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ELIZABETH COTTEN N'AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINES (Lyrics)

When my son Andrew was back in town recently, we wanted to record something, and we decided to re-record this song, which was always one of our favorites. Back in 2015, this was the first track we recorded after forming Penelope's Thrill. (You can find that old demo way down at the bottom of the SoundCloud page.) 
On this version, I play a Gretsch 5422 and a Vintage Modified Strat. Andrew plays a '78 Guild S-60. My wife Barbara also joins us on the vocals during the bridge/chorus--so this is a true family affair!!

LYRICS: 
You don't know what you can be when you're going around with him.
You don't know that I can see that you're doing it all again.
Stop! You don't understand why you are falling in his trap.
Stop! You don't understand why you are falling for such crap.

CHORUS: You belong to me in my dreams.
You belong to me in my very own lonely dreams.

You don't know that you are free to cast off this damn town.
You don't know that he can see you're the only thing around.
Take all that I can give and you can buy yourself some time.
Take all that I can give even though you never will be mine.

CHORUS: You belong to me in my dreams.
You belong to me in my very own lonely dreams.

BRIDGE: 
If you could only see what you're doing to me
       to cause such pain.
If you could only know that your eyes are hard-wired in my brain.

I remember how we were when we were young and bold.
I remember how we were before we got so old.
Now my days all feel so wrong and empty all the time.
Now my nights all seem so long and lonely as the pines.

CHORUS
BRIDGE 

***Words & Music by Timothy Walsh

Timothy Walsh: Vocals, guitars, bass
Andrew Walsh: Vocals, guitar
Barbara Walsh: Backing vocals

Recorded and mixed by Timothy Walsh
Words and Music by Timothy Walsh
©2015 by Timothy Walsh. This recording ©2021 Timothy Walsh
All rights reserved.

You Belong to Me in Your Dreasms

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You Belong To Me In My Dreams

Another collaboration with the wonderful Janine Levinson.
Here are Janine's lyrics.
take my broken heart and candy-coat it
take my empty room and fill it full of sugar roses
cause we’re walking in four leaf clover
our lonely days are over!
they’re just a memory to us now

bad luck comes and goes just like the wind and weather
and my luck changed the moment love blew us together
now we’re walking in four leaf clover
our lonely days are over
they’re just a memory to us now
a memory to us now
a memory to us now

we’re walking in four leaf clover
we’re walking in four leaf clover
we’re walking in four leaf clover now!

Four Leaf Clover (A Janine Levinson Collaboration)

Some background - I've inherited an English 5-string zither banjo - a Windsor Eclipse 10. Built in the 1930s before the factory in Birmingham was bombed in WW2 and Windsor went out of business. Sounds good in the lower register but terrible after the 5th fret! Mix of gut and steel strings originally and a unique tunnel for the 5th string www.zither-banjo.org.uk/pages/windsornew.htm

It's not the banjo I'd choose to have but then we don't choose our family either do we?

I’m always happy when
I’m holding 
This banjo
It’s not because I can 
Play any tunes 
That you know

The body’s out of shape
It barely resonates
The neck is far too long
Ugly and cumbersome
The wood is cheap
The joints are weak

But all of this
It matters
Not one bit
Because…

I’m always happy when
I’m holding 
This banjo
It’s not because I can 
Play any tunes 
That you know


The sound is high and thin
A cat on helium
The fretboard’s lost its shine
Beneath the years of grime
The strings are worn
The heads don’t turn

But all of this
It matters
Not one bit
Because…

It’s just a feeling that I get
Like a baby, like a pet
When I hold it in my arms
Life can do no harm
My lucky charm…

I’ve found a melody
That you can sing with me
These words together lets
Produce a sweet duet
Now let’s begin, I’ll count you in
One, two, three, four

Banjo

Saccharine, anyone?  :)

Sprung

Take a good look around, you’re smiling
Drink that blue sky down inside and,
Breathe the honey sunlight in, see the flashing wing, then Mr. Blackbird sings.
South hill hedgerow greens are playing,
Chlorophyll welcome screens are saying
Winter’s frozen discontent, now spring’s warm sacrament, heaven-sent.

Buds of dripping dew are nodding
At puffing clouds of pure cotton.
Fluffy breezes tickle by, trick your eyes and you realise,
Summer’s right around the corner,
A friendly light is shining warmer.
Leave the hat on the chair right there, let the carefree air caress your hair.

Crazy rush-hour bloom time flowers
Clumsy bees bumbling in pollen trousers
The lambs are bouncing around on springs, ladybird spins her brand new wings.
Sticky toffee chestnut buds, they’re popping
Laughing leaves, and nothing’s stopping
The frantic rush to live and glow, to shine and grow, so now we know
                                                               ….that spring has sprung.

Photo by Taisiia Shestopal on Unsplash

Sprung (Feat. Jude)

A simple and emotional song. Thank you Ren for your amability and sympathy.

https://soundcloud.com/renfaye-1

Over 'N' Over - One and Other and Spade

Nicholas Ridiculous

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