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Accompagnement guitare : Simon Chenet.                                                       

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JOJO SANS TOIT.

The 10th EP of "past is the verse"

-Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/3EErteygcU7XueiZD65oAE

-Apple Music
https://music.apple.com/us/album/1608704345

-Amazon Music
https://music.amazon.co.jp/albums/B09S9YF7T7

-bandcamp
https://pastverse.bandcamp.com/track/coil

Coil

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A cool collaboration a few years back with the gracious & gifted Vocalatti and Jorge Stohwasser
Lyrics by Janice Slater and Vocalatti
Sax solo and final master by Jorg Stohwasser
Vocals Video and music by Vocalatti
(c) ASCAP APRA AMCOShttps://open.spotify.com/track/0DgpnlmyChnVXUmSwGlLK0?si=d9603936597d4244

Living In the Sun by Vocalatti (ft arterial flow)

A Day

Girl From Space

MIDISOUND -https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo
Wrote me this fabulous track to write vocals for , we both do hope you like it 😁
What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Midisound/winkandwoo - 2024

Illusion Machine

Illusion Machine - Midisound & winkandwoo

There can't be two
put on your shoes.
You can't be sick
expose your wrist.
Watch the black slide.
See the enemy mild.
I can't sleep.
Put up the bricks to stick.
God damn the morning!

In the moments before the steam
bring it to me, and I will break everything.

I show you a flower
and you drop it down the sink.

Words by Riley Robinson

Hotel Styx

Late today, I sat down to finish a particular music project, then never got around to it.  A few hours earlier, the news had included a tragic event and it was heavy on my heart.  Sitting at the piano and recalling the day’s events, my thoughts turned to the very old song, “Dona Nobis Pacem” (translated “grant us peace”), and this improvisation was the result. 
 
Originally a prayer from the Agnus Dei section of the Latin mass, “Dona Nobis Pacem” has typically been sung as a round. (My improvised arrangement uses the primary melody from the round. )  Over the years, the song has been published in church hymnals, appeared in popular programming/literature, and used to promote peace during turbulent times.

Today’s world is as turbulent as ever, peace is needed more than ever, and the prayer is as heartfelt as ever…Grant us peace.


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Improvised arrangement/piano: Francess Harris, based on
"Dona Nobis Pacem" traditional melody (in the public domain)

Dona Nobis Pacem

Gaz Brownie:  Lyrics, Melody, Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass at Vestervang, DK

Thanks so much for this brilliant collab, Gaz! I' m more than happy!

Whiteheat Happiness  ft. GAZ BROWNIE

HATE 
CATZ
4
EVER 

Studio B

All Rights revoked

The Sun And The Moon Hurtful Junez & The Hate Catz

Starting off 2025, the new year, with a bit of uncertainty.
A life- choices theme? An Economic cautionary tale?
I prefer the political application of the Latin "Buyer Beware". The application came, in the US in November, turning back progress. In Canada, Trudeau has just announced his resignation. Buyer Beware, or to use Joni Mitchell's words, "You don't know what you've got til it's gone, they paved paradise (progress) and put up a parking lot (or oil pipelines, or coal mines, or trying to threaten neighbours and make enemies of friends). But the people knew what they were doing when they created this mess...or were they victims of social media, filters, throttles, algorithms, and moneyed influence peddling?

A dark musical synth-based veneer, casts a brooding affect over the listener, though, if the message is heard, embraced, and a direction changed, a hint of optimism may yet prevail.

Available for D/L on the WAG Wix page, track 7 from the 2024 collection called Spittle and Spite : https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons


Caveat Emptor (Buyer Beware)
Aaaaah….
Hear what you want to hear
And you see what you want to see
There is truth… and there is need
Caveat emptor…let the buyer be aware
Caveat emptor…beware
Shudda…like you shudda…check it out… like you shudda
Like you should …check it out (x2)
(INST)
The best that you can do, in a locked room
Is press your face to the window
Are you fearful of being angry?
Or so angry at being just fearful?
Caveat emptor…let the buyer be aware
Caveat emptor…beware!

Wigmore: Music, Production
Allen: Bass, Guitars, Vocals, Lyrics: 
WAG@2024

Spittle and Spite

Caveat Emptor

In 2021, I set off on foot from the center of Odesa, following the coastline all the way to the village of Rybakivka. Ninety kilometers over three days—walking along wild beaches, through steppes that stretched endlessly over high cliffs, past tiny villages where time seemed to slow down. Then came the port, with its towering cranes and the distant hum of cargo ships. At night, I pitched my tent on a cliff, lying there in the dim glow of the sunset, listening. The groan of cranes turning, the metallic clang of tankers unloading, the steady, endless breath of the sea.

I kept thinking—one day, I’d do this again, but by kayak, letting the waves carry me along the same path. But life had other plans. The war changed everything, and that journey never happened.

This track is what’s left of that dream. The sound of water slapping against the hull, the calls of seagulls in the misty morning, the distant creak of harbor cranes. A memory, frozen in sound.

A journey that never was—but still exists, in its own way.

Harbor Reverie

Orbital Path - Τροχιακή Διαδρομή

Inspired by “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus, 1883.
Copyright 2025

They got on boats, and they sailed across the ocean hoping for a better life
They left behind poverty, famine, hardship and strife
She lifted her lamp behind the golden door
She welcomed them with open arms 
But we don’t need those people any more 
We’ll use robots to tend our farms
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
They say a rising tide lifts all boats but now it’s every nation for itself
As the billionaires and oligarchs accumulate more wealth
We’re all just living on this rock floating in the vastness of space
You’d think we’d find a way to co-exist as one human race
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
Someday if you’re standing there waiting at the pearly gates
With a bunch of other people waiting in line to get into heaven
And you’re filling out God’s paperwork so you can immigrate 
How will answer that question did you love or did you hate 
There are people who call themselves Christians who don’t practice what they preach
They see a man whose down on his luck, and they consider him a human leech
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.
There’s an angry mob wearing red caps
And they’re pulling on a rope
They’re trying to knock down that statue that gave so many people hope.

Angry Mob Wearing Red Caps

Gathered

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Hotel Styx

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