Firstly I would like to say, all those suffering with Psoriatic arthritis .. I TOTALLY GET IT !!!!  I had my first flare up a few months back and it stopped me dead in my tracks !!!! . I could'nt open a tin of beans never mind play anything. Luckily I got my shot (which made me feel like I was 20 again) which lasted long enough for the medication to kick in and now things seem to have calmed down a great deal. fingers crossed !!!
I started tracking this one about 4 months ago but never got it finished. FINALLY its finished I hope you all enjoy it. Just somthing easy going to get started again.

Once again thank you to all for all your great support.

Music,composition,arrangement,mix and production :- Pablo

The Enchanted Lake

LYRIC VIDEO :  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wlcw1ud7BXo
This is a song that came to me quite in Full on the evening of Christmas Day 2024 which was also the First Nite of Hanukkah 2024 at just around 11pm, Just like Magic. 
~ I do believe my beautiful late Mom may have had something to do with it ~ I've never had a song write itself practically in entirety so easily ~ Hope It Brings Hope ~~ & Yes ~ Magic !  
© 2025

The City of Magically

Floating in Ether — a song about life and creation. A story about love and the mystical power that gives life its form. My first collab with my husband, Lucid Call.

🎥 Singing video by Elpiverse: instagram.com/reel/DKACzexIQsX

🎥 Video by Lucid Call:
instagram.com/reel/DITyiIBMc7L/?igsh=YnNtZXZuMGppeDBs
(Photoshop, Midjourney, Kling AI, After effects, Premiere Pro)

Elpiverse: Vocal Composer, Producer & Performer, Lyrics [instagram.com/elpiverse]
Lucid Call: Music Composer & Producer [instagram.com/lucidcall]
Φabrika Music: Additional Mixing & Mastering [www.fabrikamusic.gr]

Also streaming on Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/1kuHjFH4P08wwYdZCOWQ3j?si=b0229bc40fb04183

★★ Lyrics ★★ 

Moving slow 
Deep and low
Waking, fall 
Float and glow

Moving slow 
And deep and low
Waking, fall 
And float and glow

Touching, soft 
And right and wrong
Calling names 
And dream and fade away

Holding tight 
Hope and might
Reaching high 
Light and night

Holding tight 
And hope and might
Reaching high 
And light and night

Flowing still
And breathe and feel
Breaking waves
And fears and fade away

Holding tight
And hope and might
And reaching high 
And light and night

Flowing still
And breathe and feel
Breaking waves
And fears and fade away

Moving slow 
Deep and low

Floating In Ether

Floating in Ether

Just a starting point for my new song. Please feel free to comment as your feedback is greatly appreciated.

Sunlight Ahead

Seven improvisations on a tenor saxophone, mixed to feature one main central improv and 6 interjecting horns spaced across the mix. Improvs were recorded over 3 days and were timed to the same length.
Moog synthesizer accompanies the mix.

Seven Tenors

Hey…. Glad you dropped by. This is a simple, fun banjo song, with an instrumental break that has some mandolin, recorder, homemade percussion, and guitar-bass. It also has some vocal shenanigans. The song is about my time in graduate school, 40 years ago, when I lived off campus in a harmonious hippie house. I lived in the attic with my wife, and there were 4-6 roommates downstairs at any one time. We were all university students, peace loving, free-thinking, socio-environmentally conscious free spirits who became a family of sorts. There were potlucks, guitar jams, gardening, all sorts of ecological endeavors, helping our neighbors out, sharing meals, peace protests, shows and concerts and of course, studying for our classes, among other things. It was a time that helped shape who we would become. There was Joan, who became a professional wildlife photographer, Jack, an environmental engineer, Tim, a social worker, who built a farmhouse and had a large family with the love of his life. Andrea, a founder/owner of a community composting and recycling business, Delilah, an ecological research scientist and me, a laid back science teacher. We’ve kept in touch over the years, and now we are all old people. A lot of that lifestyle, ideology and sense of peace and freedom has stuck with me to this day. Hope you like the song. Mark

Our Harmonious Hippie House

Lyrics

Please pure from purr
Good feline sending word
High vibrational kitty cures
Make our bones more dense, endure

Heal with cat trapped sense
Evolution made weak expense
Mutated state some 'illion times
Imagined fashions filled in with rhymes
Existential niches clean
Little perspective is one life dream

Let's hear it as the bear
The purr becomes a roar
Be hummingbird of care
Your wings vibrate some more
Be buzzing bee
Be resonant flower
Be life's sounds
Purred power hour

Please pure form purr
Mystical musical masterful more
Appease proof,
Accede to truth clan
Please pure from purr
Present project Pi plan

Pure Purr

As the title mentions, this piece was composed on impulse.....

Art picture is by randy-lisciarelli on unsplash....

l'Impulsion

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Happy Anniversary to my One and Only Love <3 <3  

I would like to thank Alan Hamilton @almal-4: for his generosity in mastering this track for me and answering all my Cubase questions!  Sincere thanks to you, Alan.  If you have not discovered Alan's superb jazz fusion let me encourage you to visit his profile and start listening.

"I'm Getting Sentimental Over You" is a 1932 song first released by the Tommy Dorsey Orchestra.  It is one of my all time favorites to play.  It seems to be a perfect template for all manner of styles.

Gettin' Sentimental Over You

HAHAHAHAH THATS SO FUNNY OMG HAHAHAHAHAH

Just messing around learning, experimenting, playing and expressing myself. My little collection of demos, songs, experiments and instrumentals. I hope you enjoy them. I'm a guitarist / Vocalist / Producer and enjoy learning to express my moods, emotions, dreams and thoughts as I go.

Thank you all for the likes comments and reposts.

I have added a support link as I am struggling to keep up my subscriptions here currently and it would help me keep on creating and posting more songs. Thank you if you read this far lol.

Sunlight Ahead

Dreaming on Another Distraction