I can smell the surf from my house, Ted.  ")

@loran-otzer: Thanks, Loran. The idea that I heard in my head was to have a violin and a concertina playing the little part between the verses. I think it would be very fitting for a song about the sea. But I was very pleased with the sound I got : )  I'm using sampled strings from Ableton Live. They really caught the feel of a real instrument... Thanks again for your kind comments!

You are a great songwriter! One of the greatest here on SC. I can see Your heart between the lines...

Beautiful song. Such a great piece of writing! :-)

Soul Deposit

Lyrics and music by Ted Duross

On my Feet I’ll Land

Travelled the east coast, 
Cape Breton Island.
Walked in the forest 
Between the waters and the highlands. 
The trees were a falling,
The waves were a calling me home.

And I set out
To cross the water.
And I thought 
I’d be home by morning.
Got left out in the rain
Too often I guess.

Each man’s a sailor.
His life is the sea.
Will I go shipwrecked
Or will I go free?
Well I count on my fingers
Like I count on the hand over me.

Though the rain’s hard
I’ll try all I can
And when the waves do roll
On my, my feet I’ll land,
On my feet I’ll land.

The East wind’s a hard wind.
It’ll turn a man wrong.
Tear him to pieces
As it drives him along.
Hang hard on the mainsail, boys
And keep me afloat till I’m gone.

Gone to a far shore
Where the canons lay high.
Where the hours pass slowly
With the sleep in their eyes.
Where hummingbirds nest
In fields and a man does his best.

Though the rain’s hard
I’ll try all I can
And when the waves do roll
On my, my feet I’ll land,
On my feet I’ll land.


On My Feet I'll Land

My Lagan  Love

Wrote this on visiting this city for the first time one cold winter with tales of Jack the Ripper in my head. 

I'm supremely delighted to have the Lonesome D String Band making his awesome contribution to it. Thank you, Dan Greenwood - such a joy working with you. I have the deepest respect for your incredible musicianship: https://soundcloud.com/lonesomedstringband
https://soundcloud.com/lonesomedstringband/london-town-brian-peters-wldsb

Dan: melodica, cigar box guitar, country guitar, ukelele, crunchy guitar, bells
Me: vox, acoustic guitar, harmonica, bvs

London Town (Brian Peters)

Footsteps are fading on Cobblestone Street
The wind is beginning to bite
A newspaper settles over her feet
Late on December's night
The leaves were brown, they covered the ground
The fog came gently on London Town

The morning was shaky, a hollow glow
The lamps were flickering dim
A policeman was knocking on every door
A curtain was moving within
There wasn't a clue, no trail could be found
The sun broke through on London Town

The Mail and the Times, they carried the news
What little the neighbours could tell
A different version but which one was true
The papers were starting to sell
She didn't cry out, not even a sound
The sun went down on London Town

The face of a starlet and eyes of a child
The picture was recent, he said
His fingers were nervous, his countenance wild
We'll get him alive or dead
What goes around must come around
The night fell swiftly on London Town

London Town (w Lonesome D String Band)

Mcmasters Port

UN JOUR DE PLUS EN MOINS
J’ENTENDS SONNER LE TOCSIN
UN JOUR DE PLUS UN JOUR DE PLUS 
EN MOINS

LE CRIME EST SANS TÉMOIN
NI VU NI PRIS L’ASSASSIN
LE TEMPS NOUS TUE NOUS HABITUE
A SES DESSEINS

ET TOI
ENTENDS-TU CES BRUITS DE BOTTES
ET VOIS-TU CE TÊTE À QUEUE
CHÉRIE QU’EST-CE QU’ON NOUS  MIJOTE
A PETIT FEU

UN JOUR DE PLUS EN MOINS
J’ENTENDS SIFFLER LE TRAIN-TRAIN
UN JOUR DE PLUS UN JOUR DE PLUS 
EN MOINS

LA TERRE SE LÈCHE LES BOTTES
LE SERPENT SE MORD LA QUEUE
ET TOI QU’EST-CE QUE TU MIJOTES
A PETIT FEU

BEAUCOUP DE BRUIT POUR RIEN 
J’ENTENDS SCELLER LE DESTIN
UN JOUR DE PLUS UN JOUR DE PLUS EN MOINS 
UN JOUR DE PLUS UN JOUR DE PLUS UN JOUR DE PLUS EN MOINS

UN JOUR DE PLUS

Demonstrators go the town.
It is a sight that was not before.
The society turns worse.
Or dissatisfied people increase.

As the weird world rolls on, I gaze absently.

I came to not understand whom I should criticize.
Probably the war will start like this.
We are looking for the villain.

As the weird world rolls on, I'm a bit frightened.

This summer is abnormally hot.
The central street seems to explode.
Anyone loses sanity by the terrible heat.

The war is necessary to sell the weapon.
We are easily deceived.
Demonstrators go the town. 

As the weird world rolls on, I gaze absently.
As the weird world rolls on, I'm a bit frightened.

As The Weird World Rolls On

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街の灯 / city lights
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その美しい曲線は　夜陰にまぎれて
照らすもののない隙間から　こっちを視ている

あたかも本当の風に　吹かれてるようだ
抜け道のはるか向こうへ　翔べるなら　堕ちるなんて遊び



背を向けられた路地裏は　一見静かで
照らすもののない街灯は　青白くなった

歩き去るならあまりにも　都合のよすぎる
抜け道のはるか向こうへ　夜の岸辺の　散歩でも



打ち棄てられた言の葉は　一見無口で
照らすもののない存在なんて　考えたくもない

あたかも本当の君を　視ているみたいだ
堕ちた砂粒の軌跡　その光を　見逃してしまった



その美しい曲線は　夜陰にまぎれて
照らすもののない空間で　夜明けを待ってる

あたかも本当の君に　触れているようだ
抜け道のはるか向こうへ　翔べるなら　堕ちるなんて遊び

concave & convex

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街の灯 / city lights

It's hard to record when you weep and your heart aches.

 This virus thing saddens me like everyone else. It is such a terrible tragedy in so many ways.

 This arrangement however, is inspired by the other tragedy we all witness today. A tragedy that, like some poison weed, had already taken root in the hearts of Americans even before this pandemic found us sleeping in willful  denial and ignorance. We have been getting spiritually sick for a long time.

 I speak of the elixir of hate and anger, that is made from that noxious weed..and that we have long been fed. Somehow, day by day and year by year, we slowly drank from the glass of darkness we were served. Some of us willingly and some of us were seduced. Some of us turned from the darkness but, a glass of that daily darkness is hurled at us every day just the same.

 It sickens me to see that so very many people in America have no tolerance for each other, or even seem to hate each other. There is nothing United about our States today. Even in the face of a common enemy like a cruel and ruthless virus that kills so many, we cannot come together and express compassion for one another.

We can do better and be better.

 We are going to have our differences but, respectful rational discourse is something we could learn how to do. Oh. I know I sound naive and perhaps I am a dreamer. So were the people who first imagined democracy I suppose.

 So, the song is my emotional response to the state of "We the People" in America today.

We can't reach out and shake the hands of our brothers and sisters across the nation right now, but we can try to say or do something positive. So this is my attempt to do that. I will post it on my SoundCloud page with my thoughts... and maybe get one or two people to think about how they could reach out too. It's a start...you never know unless you try.

 So, I'm thinking of you brothers and sisters and hoping for the best for you and your families as we battle the virus together. I look forward to the day, when we can all sit down together... and "break bread" in peace.

Asteri

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