I love the all the teasing lil sounds yer mix up in your sound...catchy/deep/uplifting/groovy/cool....you signed up dude?

fantastic p-funk vibe on this..the mothership has landed..fantasta-delic

crisp and clear, a funkin good collaborative offering guys.

Just some fun from a time in the past... with anna O and Arkestar hornz.

Get Freaky

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments/Arrangement & Production

New video on YouTube:  https://youtu.be/Z7NUmzq-TCY

For me, getting older has certainly had some advantages, one of them being the ability to take on life's pressures without continually worrying about what is coming along next.

Being seen as the “Wise Old Man" in the family (you know, the one in the comfy chair closest to the TV in the living room), my sons, daughter, nieces and nephews will often plonk themselves down on the seat next to me and disclose their personal problems.  Much though I’d like to pretend otherwise, I rarely have any useful advice to volunteer, the reality being that I offer little more than a sympathetic ear.  That they trust me enough to take me into their confidence is nonetheless most flattering, the reason most likely being that I’m neither judgemental nor threatening and most importantly can be trusted to keep what I’m told entirely to myself.

This song was written after one of these tête-à-tête’s, one in which there was absolutely nothing I could do to change the situation and could only empathise, say that they need never feel they were on their own and affirm I’d always be there for them whenever the need arose.  All the same, I did find myself wishing I could have been of greater help.  I truly did feel blue for them.  

Life can be a sod of a thing sometimes.  When that happens, what else is there to do but write a song about it?   (Terry Reeves)    
 

A glass on the table, half full a distance away
Feeling thirsty and dry so unreachable today
Closer tomorrow but might drain to half empty
Distance unchanged my thirst remains plenty

Feeling so blue for you
Really blue for you

I’ve stood in the forest heard whispers of lies
Every leaf falling past, covers a layer of spies
Try hiding from truth, planet can never disguise
Face stays in the shadows screaming silent cries 

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

Look out of the window reflections inside my head
Reversing a vision giving sight to those who bled
The slaughter of life has reduced the time earned
Loving life not chewing death the option unfurled

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

I will answer questions if you ask with a smile
I may travel a distance over one million miles
Moving is never a picture puzzles of reasons
Hoping to find missing piece to help mental lesions

Feeling blue for you
Really blue for you

FEELING BLUE FOR YOU - Cripple Club & Hans Albers

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Nummer 77 und nicht müde, Hoffe es gefällt und ein dickes Dankeschön an meinen Freund Joerxworx, vor allem auch für die Unterstützung die ganze Zeit
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

Lunatics 77 Nachtgedanken/ Ratzzz & Joerworx Mix

Lunatics 77 Nachtgedanken/ Ratzzz & Joerworx

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, arrangement and production.

Einstein determined that time is relative and that the rate at which it passes depends on your frame of reference.  Now I’m not saying that I’m much of a scholar of his work but what I do know is that when the Covid pandemic was at it’s height and we were all confined to our homes, many of those that I spoke to didn’t even know where in the week we were, let alone the time of day, so yer man Einstein probably had a point.

This song was written long before the pandemic surfaced and came during telephone and email conversations I had with my two fellow Cripple Club garage band members, Gary and Hans . For example, I was chatting to Gal one day when he said “You know, I just can’t get the hang of time, these days.  Weeks seem to just merge into each other”. 

On the very same day, Hans sent me an email in which he stated "I’m really struggling to get the hang of time at the moment…” As someone who spends much of his time at home anyway, the two ‘hang of time’ statements did resonate with me and therefore carried an intriguing synchronicity.  I’m not someone who thinks these things have any mystical significance but the fact that they had both used precisely the same expression on the same day certainly placed the idea for this song in my mind.

Thanks again to Hans for taking the concept and formulating it so brilliantly into his arrangement for the song.  And many thanks to you for listening.
(Terry Reeves)

I just can’t get the hang of time
Tomorrow seemed a million miles behind
And yet a date turns up in front of mind
What more to remember or try to find

I just can’t get the hang of time

Another month goes by without a breath
Although breathing in moves me to the left
Time to the right can cause calendar theft
Pitching very low sounds to a musical clef

I just can’t get the hang of time

No shaking up time without showing my age
As click track continues keep missing the page
Never losing my temper but cheating a rage
There is never a tempo that keeps sounds in a cage

I just can’t get the hang of time (Repeat)

BREAK

Qualified people pointing a direction to live
Not one understands why I’m mentally captive
Each box with a tick but the time doesn’t give
My Individual need making all words so inactive

I just can’t get the hang of time

A window reflection shows a man with a beard 
Tuesday or Wednesday? All days disappeared
I just can’t get the hang of time
It wasn’t meant to be an ageing skill of mine.

I just can’t get the hang of time

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

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Die Butterfly Die (demo)

Album now available through itunes, spotify, Deezer, Tidal, Beatport etc here:
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Many thanks to Jim Montgomery http://montgomeryart.co.uk/, for the fantastic Artwork.

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Arkestar - If Only...Like That! [from the album 'The Metamorphosis of the Arkestar pt.1]

From the album 'The Widest Walk volume 1', available at www.jeays.com

Say You Love Me

This is a song from a few years ago with my old friend Gareth.
It is written from the viewpoint of the man drinking alone at the bar, that everyone avoids. 
We were channelling our Stones aesthetic at the time.

Rip It Up

I don't feel too well
Been up all night and I don't feel too well
Give me another drink
I need one quick I'm feeling all to hell
Oh, don't think you can judge me, with that 'clever dick' face
I'm gonna rip up, rip up this place
Da, da, da, don't look at me like that will ya!

In another time, I'm a big man, ah, yes I am
I've got the levers of power, right here in the palm of my hand
Ahh, you little squirt, you think you know best
You think you know all it's about
I said da, da, don't! 
Da, da, da, don't look at me like that!

Rip it up!
I'm gonna rip it up!

I hate this sleazy joint! I hate the people who come here!
Well, they're so proud of their homes,
but everybody comes from somewhere
I'm gonna rip up this joint!
I'm gonna rip up this joint tonight!
Oh, da, da, da, don't!
Don't, don't look at me like that!
Da,da,da, don't
Don't you look at me like that!

Ooooh, don't you look at me like that!

Rip It Up (with Gareth)

22.09.2021 - Original beautiful Artwork kindly provided by Su at www.instagram.com/sopixeluniverse/

New Arkestar Material - 'The Faceless Spaceman' Pts. 1 & 2 on Bandcamp & Mixcloud. Follow the links below:
https://arkestar.bandcamp.com/track/the-faceless-spaceman
https://www.mixcloud.com/theocean-oftunes-arkestar/arkestar-psychefusionradio/

Arkestar Is An Experimental Eclectic Electro Mix Of philosophical  Interstellar Interspatial DubPsytrance & Organic Lo-Fi Space Funk Fusion.

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Arkestar - If Only...Like That! [from the album 'The Metamorphosis of the Arkestar pt.1]

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