This is the legend of the Dutchman's mine.
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Guitars including: 12 string guitar, steel guitar and electric guitar: Phil Bowen.
Keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Produced and engineered: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics
Lost soul of the dutchman’s mine,
In the desert of intrigue and the dollar sign.
Close to the town of Wickenburg
lies a legend of a man who found the gold mine.
Time blurs the story over many a year,
lives being lost and many a tear.
So here lies the tale of Jacob Waltz
And the legend of the dutchman’s mine.

The story goes that rich gold was found
high up in the mountains of superstition.
Chinese whispers mixed tales unsound
but the legend persists with each expedition

Look no further it’s likely a dream.
Superstition mountain has no gold seam.
Maybe it’s in Bulldog near Goldfield.
It’s just a legend of a gold mine
It’s just a legend of a gold mine. 

Each gold mine is lost in the southern breeze.
It seems gold fever can spread like a virulent disease.
If time stood still for a hundred years,
and they prayed to God for his help divine,
they’d still recall the tale of Jacob Waltz
and the legend of the dutchman’s mine.

The legend of the Dutchman's mine

The legend of the Dutchman's mine.

The Legend Of The Dutchman's Mine

"The last big cattle drive". Another song from Phil's next album "The legend of the Dutchman's mine. 
Phil Bowen on: 12 string acoustic guitar, Fender strat, steel guitar, vocals and keyboards. 
Mixed, engineered and produced by: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics:
Well the mist settles down on the Texas trail
On a late September night
While the train takes the cattle on many a rail.
Leaves me old, hair turning white.

This is the last big cattle drive.
I’ve seen the good days, but this is 1905.
A new century brings a change in our lives.
This is the last big cattle drive.

I’ve walked a thousand roads and maybe more,
slept in many places feeling saddle sore.
40 years on the longhorn drive.
It’s hard to keep going. It’s hard to survive.

This is the last big cattle drive
I started as a wrangler back in ’65.
Stepped up to the plate and in 5 short years
headed up my first big cattle drive.

Well the mist settles down on the Texas trail
On a late September night
While the train takes the cattle on many a track
Leaves me old, no turning back.

This is the last big cattle drive.
This is the last big cattle drive.
This is the last big cattle drive.

The last big cattle drive

The Last Big Cattle Drive

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This song reflects on how the dream catcher can give protection while rainbow colours flood through the mind. It's all in the heart. 
Produced and engineered: Phil Bowen 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
All instruments (including: Fender strat, slide and acoustic guitar, keyboards, lead and backing vocals): Phil Bowen
Lyrics
The dream catcher came on a cold winter’s night
Settled by our bed and shone a sidelight
While rainbow colours flood through our minds
And guide us through endless time.

The dream catcher said “it’s all in your heart.
I’ll give you protection when your world may fall apart.
I am your charm until the day you die
And I can see all through your mind’s eye.”

The spider spreads its web every night
Tricking the snake into his waiting grasp
He builds the dream catcher to help us unite
And keep harm far away.

The dream catcher glistens in the morning sun 
As it watches over us when the devil may come
And fool our eyes, distract our minds
Truth can be so, so hard to find.

The dream catcher came on a cold winter’s night
Settled by our souls and shone a sidelight
While rainbow colours flood through our minds
And guide us through endless time.
While rainbow colours flood through our minds
And guide us through endless time.

One thousand miles from Texas

Dream catcher

Each day has its up and downs. On top of that you have people telling you what to do, when to do it and how to do it. This song reflects on the way these people social engineer while using pathocratic influence to persuade others through persuasion, lies, deciet and guile. This is ever present in the modern social media platforms and news outlets. These people create clouds that block out the sun. It feels as though hearts are torn out as they push you to the ground. What is there to believe in? What is right and wrong? If these clouds are blown away, there is likely going to be beautiful day.

Beautiful day

Beautiful Day

Many of us live in a world where we depend on a silicon lifestyle while atomic thermo missiles "protect" us from potential enemies. We have become used to seeing the sun shine but at the same time, we have our noses pressed further in the dirt and there are those who dream of life without hunger and thirst. Many of those who are leaders say "It can't hurt". This song reflects the sentiments of the above comments. Food for thought....

It can't hurt

This is a short piece of music that has been developed around an idea in the format of EDM. Also available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CWcNODjP3GU
Enjoy

Ideas and thoughts

Silver sand

1 Silver Sand

These are two ideas formed around EDM and dance called: "Crescent moon and Rising sun".

Ideas 2 And 3 Crescent moon and Rising sun.movie

This track is the typical guy waking up in the morning not knowing where he is and fears the retribution when he gets home.
Also at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeBwnj14KDc
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Laying here ‘till morning when the sun comes up
Laying with my face down in the dusty ground
Feeling so hung over on the verge of breakup
I need one more drink. Let’s have another whip round

Verse 2
Cold emotion sems to play us a game
Who am I to criticise and who am I to blame
Here am I where my heart burns so hot
I’m losing my mind. I’m losing the plot

Middle 8
I need a little comfort to keep my heart warm
I need another drink to face the fire storm
‘cause when I come home, the levee will break
The ground will move and the house will shake

Verse 3
I thought about work, but it seems such a chore
Look at the neighbour who’s living next door
Rises at dawn with curtains still drawn
I close my eyes and try to ignore

Verse 4 
I’ll lay down my heart now and lay down my soul
I’m better off living without job control
No cent to my name. Life’s just a card game
We all end up in a six foot hole.

Another whip round

This track discusses the possibility of use living an illusion....then maybe not...what is truly real?
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Guitars: Phil Bowen 
Mixed and Produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics: 
Verse 1
One thing I know, I know nothing at all
Wise men speak. They have something to say
Then you have the fool
Who thinks they are so cool

Verse 2
One thing I swear, I can cut the air with a blade
I wanna dream that we are self-made
With conscious thought
Those fools can soon be shown their way

Chorus
Life’s an illusion in the bigger picture
Lost in the visions we make
See our horizons, love and heart ache
We choose our own milestones that others can tread
Then fools step in they say it’s all in our heads. 

Verse 3
If love is all we have, it’s the only way you can help another
Love may tile you up inside but soon you will find that you’ll recover
Your heart, your soul, 
your sight and mind.

Life's an illusion

This is another track off the concept album of a young man's experience of growing up in Ireland and having to find a new place to live many miles from where he was born. 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
The sun shines down on this summer’s day
Glistens on the river as it wends its way
There’s a hole in my heart. I feel I’m coming apart
Over you. 

Verse 2
The wedding bells ring from over the hill
People are dressed up to the over kill
Well, it should have been me. I feel I’m all at sea
Over you.

Chorus
It’s one crash after another
It tears my heart right through
It’s one crash follows another 
You know I feel so blue

Verse 3
One job today, another tomorrow
Nothing in my pocket. Nothing to show
Yet I work so hard, my fingers to the bone
Over you. 

Verse 4
I’ve a whisky soaked pa in the devil’s claw
Living on the margins of the U.S. law
With three brothers and I, so hard to get by, over you.

There to here  Pt. 1

Over you

Over You

This track follows the theme of this new album about a young mans experience of growing up in the mid 19th century in Ireland, seeing his brother leave home to find a new life in America. When they were young lads, he and his three brothers played at being nights of the round table. Each brother was given a name; the oldest Galahad. Hence the title of the track.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN3v7B38iGo
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
I went down to the packet boat
And saw my brother come alive
It’s the first time in many months
Well he was only 25
With a cold and hardened reason 
It’s hard when your deprived
But no matter what the season
We’re born strong to survive

Verse 2
 I went down to the packet boat
The sails were furled up tight
The boat was moored up by the dock
And was leaving at midnight
My brother gave me what he had 
with a photo of our deadbeat dad
and a note he signed with a flourish
and he called himself Galahad

Middle 8
So our lives can be intertwined
No matter where we are
You take my mind. You take my soul
You take my dreams and take control
But I know where my heart will lie
Just think about it a little while
We may not always see eye to eye 
But we’re brother ‘till we die
Verse 3
It’s been a while since my brother sailed
He tool a part of me 
He sent a note. One day it came
It’s what I hoped it would be
He settled down near Providence
Saved up all he had 
Paid me for a single ticket 
And signed it Galahad

Verse 4
So I went down to the packet boat
And queued up for my turn
Found a place below the deck
No thought that I’d return
Not feeling sad, with no regret
I felt that I was in his debt
With the little that I had
I thought of Galahad.

Galahad

This is the story of a young man's adventure in the mid 1800's when he sets sail from the UK and places his foot on a distant land where he feels at home. 
Also at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fl9jLm933OQ
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Produced and mixed: Phil Bowen 
Vocals, guitars and keyboards: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
We sailed into port on a hot afternoon
I felt we had been back and fore to the moon
Salt in my eyes and salt in my throat
I’ve never been so glad to get off a boat

Verse 2
Rapped up in hope and quite a bit of luck
I looked up at fortune and then a thought struck
I’m a stranger in this land but I feel so at home
From my head to my feet and every bone

Chorus
To realise my every dream I’ve had
Realise the choice of good and bad
I may be a stranger in this distant land
But I feel so at home with my brother Galahad

Middle 8
I feel such an old man at age of twenty two
I’ve seen so much hardship with so much to do
I pull myself up with an invisible hand
This is my home. This is my land

Verse 3
The crowd surged forward in the afternoon sun
A voice shouted walk and please don’t run
And then I saw someone raise a gun 
It chilled the spine, I’m sure, in everyone.

Verse 4
I closed my eyes for a moment or two
The crowd surged forward. They stepped on my shoes
Crushed up together, I felt black and blue
The queue seemed so long but soon I was through.

America (Stranger In This Distant Land)

We often seem to be unsatisfied with ourselves and the world about us.  Maybe we could turn the world around and change events/ Maybe we're just another malcontent. This track is off a concept album that is being written. 
Alos at Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTYYEr0_ctQ
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals, Guitars, keyboards: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Nothing seems to fall like the rain on summer nights
Nothing seems to shine like the stars and moonlight
Someone up there says this land is our own
But others think that it’s there’s alone

Verse 2
Deep in my heart I wanna hold out a hand
But deep in my mind I find it hard to understand
Someone says sit, another says stand
While others think that they own this land.

Chorus
If only our dreams could take the soul of conscience
Reach into the heart of every king and president
To turn the world around and change events
But maybe I’m just another malcontent.

Malcontent

This is the first track off the album "There to here (Part 1)" It opens the door to the journey a young man takes from his home in Ireland.
Music: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards and guitars: Phil Bowen
Produced and mixed: Phil Bowen

Door jam (Instrumental)

Door Jam (instrumental)

This track sets out the start of a journey of a young man from his home in Kilkee bay, County Clare, Republic of Ireland. 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards and vocals: Phil Bowen 
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Produced and mixed: Phil Bowen
Lyrics: 

Verse 1
You turned my head, you walked away
I thought it just another day
As we walked on Kilkee bay
You turned my head, then walked away.

Verse 2
I still hear laughter and see tears
But it’s been so many years
Since we walke on Kilkee bay
You turned my head then walked away.

Chorus
Let the moon, let the stars, let the sun
Shine down
But it only seems like yesterday
Since we walked on Kilkee bay
Where you turned my head and then you walked away

Verse 3
You are the first I ever loved
You are the first I ever lost
It seems we’ll never meet again 
When you turned my head then looked away. 

Verse 4
We may be both in early teens
I saw life as ever green
And words I thought of as hear say
but then you turned your head and looked away.

(We walked on) Kilkee bay

(We Walked On) Kilkee Bay

"Herbie's door sound" is an instrumental track off the album "There to here (Part 1)".

Music: Phil Bowen 
Produced and mixed: Phil Bowen 
All instruments: Phil Bowen
The video is available on YouTube at:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTyTeiMG6jk

It is also on Spotify at: 
https://open.spotify.com/track/4gwJjyys5ifVNCe08AnVtI?si=1323fb33f5554ed6

Herbie's door sound

Herbie's Door Sound

This is the eighth track off the album "There to here (Part 1)" and is available at: 
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4gVYjwQ7Fiixi7WbyLy0TQ?si=52ac276a8ed244ee
Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9v8yicaU4Zg
All instruments and vocals: Phil Bowen 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Lyrics: 
Verse 1
Westward wind carry me along
Across the ocean so blue
Westward wind I’ll put you in a song
I promise if you see us through

Verse 2.
Across dark water and the souls below
As the boat rocks to and fro
In my heart I feel an arrow blow
It’s the way things seem to go.

Chorus
‘cause I’m a lost soul of County Clare
It will always be in my prayers
But westward wind, I’m in your debt
I know you’ll take good care of us. 

Verse 3
I feel the boat rise and feel it fall
But each day seems to go so fast
I hold good memories but all in all 
I’m pleased those times have passed.

Verse 4
You can take the man out of County Clare
But you’ll never take the Clare out of man
I’ll always walk on the sand of Kilkee bay
That’s where my life began. 

Verse 5
Westward wind carry me along
Across the ocean so blue
I feel in my soul I already belong
To the new land from head to shoes

Outro
From head down to my shoes X 5.

Westward wind (Kilkee bay)

Westward Wind (Kilkee Bay)

Door, ray and me is an instrumental track and is the last track off "There to here (Part 1)". It pays homage to the Ray Manzarek of the doors. For the whole album, please visit Spotify at: 
https://open.spotify.com/album/5d5fLZFfmyM454L38Zeumq

Door ray and me

Door, Ray and Me

This is the second track off "There to here (Part 2)." It continues the story of a young man putting his feet on new soil after travelling across the Atlantic ocean from Ireland. 
It is also at Spotify at: https://open.spotify.com/track/5bvqXEYsSNF9u7oCzTQMwQ. 
The album is at: https://open.spotify.com/album/6Ku9FqCADHIPlilLXnTLTG
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Acoustic and electric guitars: Phil Bowen 
Lead and backing vocals: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics
Verse 1
We sailed into port on a hot afternoon
I felt we had been back and fore to the moon
Salt in my eyes and salt in my throat
I’ve never been so glad to get off a boat

Verse 2
Rapped up in hope and quite a bit of luck
I looked up at fortune and then a thought struck
I’m a stranger in this land but I feel so at home
From my head to my feet and every bone

Chorus
To realise my every dream I’ve had
Realise the choice of good and bad
I may be a stranger in this distant land
But I feel so at home with my brother Galahad

Middle 8
I feel such an old man at age of twenty two
I’ve seen so much hardship with so much to do
I pull myself up with an invisible hand
This is my home. This is my land

Verse 3
The crowd surged forward in the afternoon sun
A voice shouted walk and please don’t run
And then I saw someone raise a gun 
It chilled the spine, I’m sure, in everyone.

Verse 4
I closed my eyes for a moment or two
The crowd surged forward. They stepped on my shoes
Crushed up together, I felt black and blue
The queue seemed so long but soon I was through.

There to Here  Pt. 2

America (Stranger in This Distant Land)

America (stranger in this distant land)

This is the first track off the new album "There to here (Part 2)" An instrumental with Doors influence. Also available at Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/7bld1sXMZIFPQb8S8XaNyl?si=f23eb4eb707a45b3
2	and YouTube at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IaKfktZLon0

Doors Open

Doors Open (Instrumental)

This is the title track off the album "There to here". It continues the story of a young man travelling across the atlantic ocean from Ireland in the 1800's and trying to find a place to settle in the new world of America. 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Mixing and production: Phil Bowen
Vocals/ backing vocals: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Lyrics: 
Verse 1
I look across Long Island in the setting sun
Shadows seem to dance around everyone
I look back at the ocean there’s nothing but sea
And wonder if this is reality

Verse 2
I walk to the station catch the Stonington line
Lay back my head. It’s like a mountain I climbed
One more day and I’ll soon be there
Providence calls to my evening prayer

Chorus
That’s the way I got from there to here
It seems to roll into another year
A little laughter, a few more tears
That’s the way I got from there to here. 

Verse 3
So the train moves on and time moves on
I’m sitting here thinking that I belong
To this new world of hope, opportunity
No more locks on doors, no master key

Verse 4
The moon shines down across a canopy of trees
On a warm summer night well I feel so at ease
One more day and I’ll soon be there
Providence calls to my evening prayer.

There to Here

There To Here

This track is off the album "There to here (Part 2)". 
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
It is also at Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0UFRsKjsTFeRk9NDGaSEXz?si=055c226c040e410e
and Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTfWVl9BQJE
Verse 1
On this train called “Liberty”
I saw my life in front of me
As I close my eyes and I drift away
And float along the milky way

Verse 2
On this train called “Liberty”
I realised endless possibilities
As I look up to the stars above
On this train called “Liberty”.

Verse 3
The rain pours down on warm summer night in New England
The hypnotic rhythm of the train on the tracks soothes my weary mind
I close my eyes and I float away
To the land of emerald green
I close my eyes live another day 
And thank Mary Magdalene

Chorus
I look at the moon and starlight
Shining high in the sky
I think of all the wrongs and all the rights
But I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
(Last time- I am on this train called “Liberty”).

Middle 8
On this train called “Liberty” 
Your free to disagree
As long as I stay on the tracks and never look back
I know that I am free
Free to think, to be who I am
Free to live and not care a dam
I am on the train they call “Liberty”.

This Train Called Liberty

This is the fifth track called “Still waters” and is off the album "There to here (Part 2)".
2.	Also available at Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/4dWHxBi4RwDXdgU0ldXWIQ?si=35c1e0b6e41c43e4
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Keyboards, guitars: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics:
Verse 1
Still waters can run so deep
That can hide a mountain of dreams
Still waters can drown our sleep
No matter who we are it seems

Verse 2
Morning rays shine above the horizon
As I wake up to another new day
All in all, I feel that now I’m someone
As I watch each cloud float by

Chorus
I’m walking down the rail tracks Providence bound
I wake up to the morning sunrise
Rolling down the rail tracks Providence bound
Built on seven hills under open skies

Verse 3
One more soul in the north eastern state
I can pour out my heart and shed some weight
One new chapter. It’s one new start
Well life corresponds to abstract art

Middle 8
A few more minutes ‘till the train pulls in
I think once more where I have been 
A few more minutes, my heads in spin
It’s time to stand up and begin
A new page in life.

Outro 
Still waters, still waters
Still waters can run so deep (repeat and fade).

Still Waters

This is the sixth track off the album “There to here (Part 2)” called “For Betsey Williams”. It would be most appreciated if you could give it a listen and if you like, please comment and repost. As always, your support is very much appreciated.
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen 
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Lyrics
Verse 1
Red maple leaves reflect the sunlight
As the sun shines down, it seems so bright
I raise myself up and collect all my thoughts
Union station is such a good sight, hey

Verse 2
Betsey Willams holds out her hand 
As I step off the train onto this new land
Well brother, it’s good to be here
I hear your whisper in my inner year

Chorus
I’ve finally feet on the ground; I’m here now
Finally, feet on the ground
Well brother, I’m looking for you, well you said
You’d be waiting for the train to pull in

Middle 8
I can see your hand wave to me
As you stand by an old oak tree
Hey brother, it’s been so long
So many years have come and gone

For Betsey Williams

This is another track of the 2nd album in the trilogy of "There to here". 
Music: Phil Bowen
Keyboards and Guitars: Phil Bowen

Firmer Ground

Firmer Ground (Instrumental)

Profitez. Il s’agit d’une chanson écrite par Phil Bowen avec cajun à l’esprit

La Louisiana Chanson Song

Time

Off The Wall (Instrumental)

Wheels keep turning. Song from Phil's next album.

Wheels Keep Turning

Song from Phil "Time"
Produced and Engineered Phil Bowen 
Music Phil Bowen 
Lyrics Phil Bowen 
Keyboards Phil Bowen 
Guitar Phil Bowen
Bass Phil Bowen

Moonstone:
Produced and engineered: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Music: Phil Bowen
Guitar and bass: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen

Moonstone

Phil Bowen 

Phil holds a doctorate in philosophy. He is a published author on topics that include emotional intelligence and stress management. His most recent book, "Passion killers in the age of stress and anxiety" is available through Vernon Press at: https://vernonpress.com/book/1106
An earlier book "Emotional intelligence does it really matter?" is also published through Vernon Press and is available from https://vernonpress.com/book/740

While pursuing a career in academia Phil also continues his career in music. He first started to learn the piano at the age of five and at ten began playing the piano accordion. At thirteen he started to learn the guitar. He has played keyboards, guitar and accordion professionally for many years. Phil also writes and records his own songs that have been played by bands in the UK. He is influenced by Ronnie Lane (Small faces/ Slim chance), Eagles, Van Morrison, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Blackberry Smoke.

Enjoy the eclectic mix of music from Dr Phil Bowen.
Also have a look at:
www.youtube.com/channel/UCCcmy6F8x9LlxstPGl34IYg
Also back catalogue at:
https://soundcloud.com/phil-bowen-114199826/tracks
music.apple.com/us/artist/phil-bowen/433806295 and
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