With gratitude and respect to Kohei Uchimura, who is retiring.

This song was inspired by Kohei Uchimura who is a gymnastics athlete at Tokyo 2020 Olympic.
But maybe you can sing this for your hero, for your friends, for your lovers, for your parents….
Whatever it is, this is a song of gratitude and respect for the person you admire.

[Lyrics]

Cause I Saw You Were There

Do you know why I could come here?
Do you know what made me to come here?
It’s you. 
Cause I saw you were there. 
You were there.
Yes, it’s you. 
Cause I saw you were there. 
You were there.

引退される内村航平選手へ、感謝と敬意をこめて。

体操の内村航平選手の東京オリンピックを見て、この曲が生まれました。
でもたぶんこの曲は、あなたのヒーローのため、あなたの友人のため、あなたの恋人のため、あなたの両親のための曲でもあります…。
それが何であれ、あなたの憧れの人への感謝と敬意を歌ったものです。

[歌詞]

僕がなぜここに来ることが出来たのか知っていますか？
何が僕をここに連れて来たのか知っていますか？
あなたです。 
あなたがそこにいたのを見たからです。 
あなたはそこにいた。
そう、それはあなたです。 
あなたがそこにいたのを見たからです。 
あなたはそこにいました。

Cause I Saw You Were There

arrábida

Song composed during an artist residency with the Fredericton Arts Alliance, 2021. Guitar music performed and composed by Bryan McDaniel. A song about the resiliency of the human spirit.

Glacial Melt

V1: Down by the Labrador
Icebergs, 10,000-year-old glacial giants
Snow white to deep aquamarine
Floating down the current to the warm gulf stream

Icebergs are edges of glaciers
Broken off and slipped into the ocean
90% below the surface of the sea
As deep and as hidden as a secret me

V2: Down by the Labrador
Icebergs, frozen giants, compressed snow and water
Crevasses a deep blue
and volcanic eruptions encased in ice cold.

Ocean currents hold me, waves forever blow me
As long as I am deep blue
Try to stop explosions, wind forever blowing
Ocean currents growing too.

V3: Far from the Labrador
Icebergs run aground and begin to start melting
Growlers by the shore
The water that is melting innocent and pure

I feel the force of currents,
my inner momentum
Ice bergs are unstable
but that’s not my story

Melting ice is stronger
Melting ice no longer
I become the ocean
By a warm gulf stream.

Glacial Melt

Sometimes is all the right notes, not necessarily in the right order

Harmonics

an older track from the vaults of 2014 when winkandwoo was a duet with me and my dear old friend steve who is now no longer with us . 
We got Laura V in to give us more clout on this powerful song .
Lyrics : Stephen Humphreys
Music ; Clive Fuller

Losing My Grip (House Mix Ft. Laura V)

I set out to make a light and sensible track. This happened instead.

This track has a short video: https://www.instagram.com/p/CakT6T9gyhg/

Senseless

Watching The Leaves Dance In the Wind

Feverently denying taught religion, even though it brings you comfort. Extolling Darwinian evolution, whilst feeling comforted by phones, Fitbits and myriads of bio technologies.

Consciously avoiding the group photograph's, then pondering where you are when you see the resulting masterpiece. Ever wondering which action makes you more human.

comprehending inhumane, but struggling to grasp human.

Sometimes the human touch isn't enough.

My children seek blankets or cuddly toys to comfort them. When I seek comfort/familiarity or reassurance, music offers me warmth, either listening to, or recording. 

Thank you for sharing your music, or listening to mine.

I'm very lucky. ☮️

Ode to peaceful

Kurzweil Synth Fantasy.  Created in Real-Time in my home studio.

This day, oh-so-many years ago I came bouncing into the world.  Thanks to all who have been part of the roller coaster ride.  This track should keep you wondering what is Richard up to this time!!  Happy Birthday ME!!

Year of Music: August 27, 2025

Early and foggy morning at the end of summer, quiet, a little bit cold but wonderfull. Take a deep breath and enjoy

Foggy Morning

GRADUAL

Welcome to my little musical garden of sounds, photos and ideas.

All the visual artwork here is made by me.

You can also visit my YouTube channel, where you can find much more of my music and audiovisual experiments:
https://youtu.be/GpVxuemyL4o

Thank you and happy existing to you all!

Watching The Leaves Dance In the Wind

Nothing’s Existing Thought