Ay up chuck.  Never missing an opportunity to confuse transatlantic friends once again with the title referring to a line in UK long running soap opera - some kind of northern humour/grit to it.

Down, down
Stumble around
through old memories

Snow falls
Dusting the dawn
from the windowpane dream

So long
troubles be torn
by a thread on a seam

Sail on
Ports in a storm
Singing songs to the sea

Can anything save us now?

How 
now 
crumble in crowds
Well there's nothing to see

Hold on
nothing is wrong
So try just to breathe

So shuffle along 
with the world asleep 
with the world asleep 
(it's not a smile, it's a lid on a scream)

Down, down
Stumble around
through old memories

Snow falls
Dusting the dawn
from a windowpane dream

Lid on a Scream

Walk In The Forest

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco
Artwork: Jorge Everardo Vivanco Topete

Old Time Souls

Old Times Souls

Like several songs in this series, this is an older song, written around 2014, that I have lost the ability to edit as the base tracks will no longer upload. I had lost sight of this song (forgotten it) and recently stumbled on the WAV file as I was organizing lists in iTunes.  Listening to it, I felt it worked well with the songs I have been putting out as part of The Sleepwalkers.  I wanted a chance for the song to be heard and so I have posted it.  I hope those of you who listen enjoy it.

Grease Gun

Tidepools is a cycle of return — a meditation on reflection, loss, and the quiet persistence of love. Each song traces a phase in the tide of being: still water becoming movement, light discovering depth, form breaking, instinct awakening, heart softening, and silence reclaiming all. A folk-Buddhist hymn to the sea within, where every note circles back to its source.

fishbowl 1

i don't want to lie to you

Merci à mon ami Christian Braut (Monsieur Gontrand) pour son interprétation.
Les arrangements ont été faits avec Band-in-a-Box (contrebasse, guitares acoustiques, mandoline, violon) et Suno AI (violon).

Ici, les jours défilent
Côté face, côté pile
Il y’a les jours heureux
A notre goût, trop peu
Et il y’a les jours sans
Où l’on se ronge les sangs
Ici-bas, les jours passent
Côté pile, côté face

Refrain :
Ici-bas, les jours nous sont comptés
Mais Ailleurs, le Temps n’existe plus

Ailleurs, cela diffère
Le Temps n’existe guère
L’Esprit devient stellaire
Flottant, loin de la Terre 
Dans le vide sidéral
L’Esprit s’est fait la malle 
Vers les constellations
De ses prédilections

Catastérisation
C’est une jolie notion
D’abord mythologique
Mais aussi poétique
Ici, les jours défilent
Côté face, côté pile
Ailleurs, cela diffère
Le Temps n’existe guère

Ici-bas et Ailleurs (avec Monsieur Gontrand)

For all unfortunate souls who must start their day in the dark... Be brave!
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Photo by Dave Hoefler on Unsplash

At Dark Dawn

kinda funky - a bit 2021 meets the 60s lyric video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WySRs9v515E

Nothing better than having good musical chemistry with someone.
Didier on the instruments :) :)
Camo on the pipes :)
https://soundcloud.com/blindsessionproject

we go back to square 1, it's on us all and it's been said and done
we jump up to square 2, reciting promises, they're meant for you
we look to square 3, to break the monotony
we look down at square 4 and pick the pieces off the floor

can you see me, can you hear me, can you feel me, do you know what I'm sayin'
in the same time, in the same place
at the same time, in the same place

say there goes number 5 and all that jive
look to number 6, throw down those drum sticks
7, close your eyes and feel the light
well there goes 8 and then comes 9
9 is for cats, I don't have time for that
10, we hope to see you again, we don't have time for more
.....sorry 11

no time 4 11 - blind session 'n camo

My daughter Tara doesn't really understand the concept of a public payphone. ...and I suppose there is no sense in having public payphones in a post covid world. This is a song to go with the pic I took of the last payphone in North Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, USA.

Last Remaining PayPhone In North Hollywood

Thanks again to Amanda for for joining on this track and helping shut that window!  Please listen to her other great tracks on @phoebeelena.

Love
so wise
Love
Breathing's not a bother 
when you take in all the light inside

Love 
so brave
Love
Backed into a corner
Gonna hold for hurricanes
You say

Well maybe we fit every fold, every fold
You take a little weight..
You take a little weight off the soul
So don't let go

For loves
will last in time
Alright?
For loves 
will last in time
Alright?

(Love can never be lost
can never unwind
Love can never be wrong
can never be wise)

Love
don't fade
Love
backed into a corner
well
gonna hold for hurricanes in rain

Lid on a Scream

paulmck