July 2020 AKS

Rescue

So proud to have sang with Paul on so many  of his beautiful songs! Thanks again Paul!
I highly recommend you check out Paul's page: @paulmck

My collabs with Paul

Thanks again to Amanda for adding her talents to this song. Please listen to her other great tracks on @phoebeelena.

When
when did we get old?
From the bittersweet ache
Feathers fly the fold

Tell me how it hurts
To never make a sound
From the prettiest of perch
It's a long way down

Oh the weary that we wear so well
And the secrets we dare not tell
All our hopes and dreams alive

Tell me we did we love
on black blossom bloom
Silent every word
Drift slowly to the moon

On the words you sing
Heart leaps and bounds
All the pretty things
forever wear the crown

I'm ready
I'm ready
heart leaps and bounds
I'm ready
I'm ready
to find your safe ground...

When
when did we get old
From the bittersweet ache
it's a long way home

Leaps and Bounds (by Amanda and Paul)

Thanks again to Amanda for singing on this track. Please give your ears a treat and listen to her other great tracks on @phoebeelena.

Oh my life
where did it go?
Always
dreaming of old

And you sing
like it's your only line
always
the habit of a lifetime

do-do-do

And we run
like loneliest tides
and we run
on nothing inside

And we sing
sing endless lulabies
always 
the habit of a lifetime

All our gaslit dreams
turn to dust
Falling silently
I feel them running in my blood

And sing
sing to the brightest skies
always
the habit of a lifetime..

The Habit of a Lifetime (by Amanda and Paul)

Thanks as ever to Amanda for singing on this track (and for not punching me). Please listen to her other great songs at @phoebeelena.

Hollow stones
and stacks, 
the air I breathe
Laid by bones
the picture of a scene

Rainy days
and nights to never soar
I'm afraid of shadows not my own

But I keep coming on home
to the picture of my dreams
High rise
we're on our own
or so it seems

Sorrow sighs
and light I cannot see
Haunts of old
my picture of a scene

We got days and nights
to hold onto 
I'm afraid we might
not make it through

I keeping on home 
to the picture of my dreams
High rise 
weighed by the world
I see

Hollow stones 
and stacks,
the air I breathe
Laid by bones
the picture of a scene

I keep coming on home
to the picture of my dreams
High rise
we're on our own
or so it seems
(or so it seems)*4

High Rise (by Amanda & Paul)

Thanks again to Amanda for her patience and lovely singing on this song.  Please listen to her other great songs at @phoebeelena.

Heave the outstretched lungs
Shiver, slowly I awake
Will I ever be young
again?

Put the record on love
Slow dance
singing in the rain
Still the words will be wrong
and fade

Will I see you once again?
Will I see you once again?
Will I see you once again?
Or fade?

So long swallow serenade
Still I stand, cold eyes agape
Lay me by the swan parade
And fly away

Will I see you once again?
Will I see you once again?
Will we sing in the rain?
I hope one day

May all your winters be right as rain
And all you fears take flight

Pour the winter sun
Shimmer softly til it fades
Dream when I was young
And start again..

Swan Parade (by Amanda & Paul)

An early slice of Halloween rock for your listening pleasure.

Huge thanks again to Amanda for her canny singing and lifting this older song up a few levels. Please listen to her other great songs at @phoebeelena.

Lyrics:

Get up
On your feet
Off the floor
You've been asleep
For far too long
Get up off your knees

Come on 
Where you been?
Are you afraid to make a scene
Don't prove me wrong now
Get up to your feet

You know you can run
But you can't hide

You try to resist
What's in your head
Just won't be missed
It's keeping you 
up all night

Don't try to dismiss
When there's darknes in your midst
It's eating you up inside

That's why it won't be long
til it starts to bite

So come home
I'll be waiting by your side
So come home 
I'll be waiting by your side

That's when it starts to bite...

The Beastie (by Amanda and Paul)

Written by The Neville Brothers

Performed by Yelena & bitzone
Yelena (vocals, acoustic guitars, MIDI programmed synths, field recording)
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone (samples - strings and e-guitar, bass, percussion, and production)

Image: Notturno by Lionella Nasi from "Gli Adornatori del Libro in Italia", 1923-1927 compilation

Field recording is of daily 7PM cheers for New York City essential workers during COVID-19 pandemic

Yellow Moon
(with the excerpt from Lord Byron's poem)

Yellow moon, yellow moon
Why you keep looking in my window?
Do you know something 
You know something I don't know

Did you see my baby 
Walking down them railroad tracks?
Oh can you tell me
If he is ever coming back?

Is he hid out with another
Or is he trying to get back home?
Is he wrapped up in some other arms
Or he is somewhere all alone?

With your eyes so bright and a-shiny
You can see the whole damn land
Yellow moon, can you tell me 
If another stole my man?

Yellow moon, yellow moon, yellow moon,
Did you see my creole baby?
Oh can you tell me 
If he is still friend of mine

...
(spoken)
So, we'll go no more a roving
   So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
   And the moon be still as bright.
...

With your eyes so bright and a-shiny
You can see the whole damn land
Yellow moon, can you tell me 
If another stole my man?

Yellow moon, yellow moon, yellow moon,
Did you see my creole baby?
Oh can you tell me 
If he is still friend of mine

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Song trailer on Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/858076535244014676/

Yellow Moon [bitzone production]

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=42508

Keeping It Together (Soul Shaker EP)

A track from the album Time and Tide, available on Bandcamp
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/time-and-tide

Lyrics, music, mixing, production: Verulium
https://verulium.bandcamp.com/releases
Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

It started in Garstang
Heading out for the M55 it's a beautiful motorway
But in the wrong direction 

I first saw Jimi in 75
Stood on the cowling of a seaplane not alive
But more like a saviour

I sat by the lakeside
Checking up on the stove and the gear for a very long holiday
To where the spirit takes me

He landed like a star on Derwentwater
His face was drawn so I offered him a quarter
Of Kendal mint cake

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We're parked in a lay by
Filling up with some beans on toast and a very nice Chardonnay 
To mark the occasion

In a white silk shirt and skin tight pants
He can't sing a note and he's banned all instruments
You've got to respect it

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We pin our hopes upon
The comeback show of the chosen one
At the Woodstock of the north
In Deeply Vale with Sandie Shaw and The Doors 

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

But the times have changed
The stars have left?
We keep on chasing happiness none the less
One day we’ll find it

Time and Tide

Driving The Ghost Of A Famous Sixties Rock Star

Approaching Midnight

A special song about my Dad. (a tribute to John Prine's style of music)
Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Lizzie 
Vocal & Music by my friend Lizzie Taypen

I WOKE UP EVERY MORNIN'
TO THE SOUND OF HIM PLAYIN'
HIS OLD HARP IN THE KEY OF "C"
A GREAT MEMORY FOR ME

THEN HE WAS READY TO START HIS DAY
GRABBED HIS LUNCH...WAS ON HIS WAY
ALWAYS ARIVING EARLY AT THE JOB SITE
CAUSE BEIN' LATE WOULD NOT BE RIGHT

(CHORUS)
MY DADDY WAS A CARPENTER
HE LOVED DRIVIN' THEM NAILS
A SMALL TIME CONTRACTOR
ALWAYS FOCUSED ON DETAILS
NO AIR TOOLS BACK THEN
TO HIM…IT WAS A SIN
IF YOU DIDN'T USE A HAMMER

HIS WORK DAY'S...THEY WERE LONG
FILLED WITH HARD WORK AND SWEAT
NOW DON'T GET ME WRONG
MY DAD HAD NO REGRETS

HE LEARNED HIS TRADE
IN THE ARMY DURING THE WAR
WORE OUT MANY A SAW BLADE
AND HUNG MANY A DOOR

(REPEAT CHORUS)

ON SUNDAY WE WERE ALWAYS GOIN'
TO THE COUNTRY CHURCH NEXT DOOR
HIS BIBLE, HE WAS ALWAYS READIN'
DIDN'T WANT TO BE THE MAN HE WAS BEFORE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

2020 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

My Daddy Was A Carpenter - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Lizzie Taypen - Original

Cass Dvorak - Vocals, Acoustic
Rock Sinders - Lead guitar

Press On - Cass Dvorak

I was 24 when the winds of change blew
and pushed me to the brink of what my mind could do
we had bills to pay I barely had a clue
of what workin was like when the jobs were few
Years went fear bent money bein spent
on anything but people, and so I caught the scent 
of fat cats, dumb rats among the discontent
just another long day in the 99%

Ohh Ohh I never mean to be workin here
but gotta pay the rent 
and line the silver pockets of the government
Ohh Ohh and I'm waitin for the dawn
to bring the world along 
and make the people strong
but I keep pressin on

Now I'm not lookin for sympathy 
I was lucky and my folks were good to me
But I'm not blind to the misery 
there ain't nothin in this life that comes for free

And I can't sit here and just pretend 
that the man isn't going to try to expend
the minds and bodies on which he depends
to drain this world to the bitter end

Ohh Ohh and I do intend
that I won't be fooled
when he condescends 
and blames the poorest people for their sufferin
Ohh Ohh cause they've fallen for the con
they're rather deaf than wrong
just wanna feel belonged
and I keep pressin on

All together we're at the end of our tale
The smoke is gone and we've managed to see through the veil
and the lies that are woven on another scale
sink deep through the system like the final nail
Now comin into sight is a fork that splits our road
and gets us to change the world before it implodes
You may not want to listen you may think its a show
but this road it forces us to reap the seeds that we sow

Ohh Ohh the tide's turnin slow*
the time's runnin out
and the chance is low
that the world remains the way we used to know
Ohh Ohh the moments almost gone
minds are withdrawn 
the damage has been done
and I keep pressin on

Pressin' on...

Oh ho ho

v4.00

Press On

Thanks yet again to Amanda for lending her lungs to this. Please listen to her other great tracks on @phoebeelena.

Love
How you been?
In this world
of rattling limbs?

In the morning crawl
you can have it all
But I don't want it
any more

If you're ok then I'm ok
And i don't need no-one
Isolation
we just miss the sun

And we run and we race the heart
and we run
we glow red in the dark
we glow red in the dark

You look like
a wet weekend
this must be 
how it ends

You must be
my only friend
taking up 
oxygen

And we run with the rolling hearts
and we run
we glow red in the dark
we run back to the start

We've long memories
(if you're ok then I'm ok
and we don't need the stars in isolation)
We run and race the heart

Isolation (by Amanda and Paul)

Two years ago today, on Rudi's birthday, we released "Dream of Hebrides", our first collab. We decided to release another version, we had created, at a later date, but where does the time go, Rudi said this morning.... as it is 2 years later, on this anniversary, that we now give you that version.
A big happy birthday Rudi, and thankyou for letting me share your beautiful music, always magic to work with you <3 
Keep safe and well everyone!

Rudi  - Music, Lyrics, Arrangement and Mixing
Lizzie - Vocals and guitar
Cover picture - Lizzie Pentland " The Starry Selkie"
Lyrics
We are all just grains of sand
But together we form the shore
And we are all just tiny sparks
But we fill the sky with stars

And we are all just breath
But it forms the wind that cradles the grass
And we are all just tiny streams
But together we fill the Sea

An we are all just a moment in time
Just a moment in time
But together Eternity
But together Eternity
But together Eternity