Son Of A Gun

Recorded live (Except for some guitar overdubs) at the Bathyscaphe Studio.

Bass: Ricounet Devallau
Drums: Nicolas Ouvrier
Guitars, vocals, mix: Hervé Louradour

Here is our version of the wonderful Chris Rea song "Joséphine".

Release date: June 26, 2023


Josephine: 
 There's rain on my window, but I'm thinking of you
 Tears on my pillow, but I will come through  
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  and every single step I take, I'll take for you  
Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love  .

Now there's a storm on my radar, but I can still fly  
 But you are the reason for the blue in my sky   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  and every single step I take, 
I'll take for you
My Josephine, I'll send you all my love,   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love

 Josephine, I'll send you all my love,  
and every single step I take, I'll take for you
My Josephine, I'll send you all my love,   
 Josephine, I'll send you all my love
 When I'm far away, oh so far away, I'll send you all my love  
 Joseph-ine, I'll send you all my love,               
 Joseph-ine, I'll send you all my love ...

Joséphine

Spotify https://open.spotify.com/album/56YFdlBiGJOCweAYKcxbEU?si=lXy9c_AWTey3dfpEVAXtZg
iTunes / AppleMusic https://music.apple.com/us/album/space-crue-single/1746850068

Aerolite_13 - Space Crue

Hello… thanks for dropping by. This song is a loud, electric-slide song. It has overdriven slide, some homemade (learning how to:no drum kit) percussion, a vocal harmony and gravely vocals. I am happy I am able to do this at all, at 68 years of age… especially singing, which greatly wanes with age. (I really just started to sing within the last decade or so.) Traveling On… may be seen as a metaphor, or not, it doesn’t really matter. It might signify personal change or a movement toward and/or away from something. There is a hint of recognition, insofar as the unwavering essence of who we are… There is a suggestion of working toward peace. Again, this could be seen as metaphorical, in a sense of personal introspection. What do we espouse, condone and accept in this life for ourselves and society? Do you want to ‘Travel On’? Thanks for hanging out, Mark

Traveling On

🌕The Pink Moon... or Paschal Moon... or Egg Moon defined: 
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The Paschal Moon To Passover

Under The Pink Moon

Under the Pink Moon

A reload of a song about the passage of time and wondering it you have perhaps let life slide by. Melancholy turned up to 11.
Lyrics
I'm 57 years old now, its hard to believe I know
Where the hell did these years all go?
I hesitate and prevaricate, capitulate and procrastinate
Where the hell does that leave me now

They say that he who hesitates is lost
Well i have found that out and it's to my cost

Standing at the station with one foot on the train
But I step off and watch it roll away
Just watch the lights as they fade away

They say that he who hesitates is lost
Well i've found that out and it's to my cost..

I put off 'til tomorrow what I can do today
But today will soon be yesterday and tomorrow'll be today
So where does that leave me
Well somehow it seems
Between the devil and the deep blue sea....

57 years old now it's hard to believe I know
Where the hell did these years all go?
Where the hell have these years all gone.........?

He Who Hesitates

more melancholic piano ballads ... can't do a Cry tune like Roy O..but I give it a go with this tune of mine from a ways back


It’s Ok If You Cry

I heard a sad song                                                          
Floating in the sky from over there                             
The notes they echo in my mind                                 
Up on the rooftop  
In that cold December air   
I saw you play that tune, the hurtin’ kind                                         
And you thought no one was listening                      There’s no one around to hear                                    Feeling so alone, yet you still try                                 Standing tall, in the autumn of your life                     Singing how it’s ok if you cry                                                  

You sing the story
How you let it slip away
The years and all the ghosts you left behind
Fingers numb not bending well
Breath fogging when you sing
The words how they sear into my mind

So I stumble to the music
And fall down into the snow
Feeling so alone, lost in my lie
Trying to stand up, in the autumn of my life
Singing how it’s ok if you cry

It’s ok if you cry
Do it anytime
Don’t matter the season of your years
I need a little space tonight
I’m gonna climb up there with you
Where it’s safe to breathe and shed our tears

I grabbed a ladder 
And I climbed up for the view
Looked around to find you and your song
I was met by other voices,
Souls, whispers in the night
On their own rooftops, trying to sing along

They think there’s no one there to listen
There’s no one around to hear
Feeling so alone, but still, they try
Standing tall, in the autumn of this life
It’s ok if you cry

It’s ok if you cry
Do it anytime
Don’t matter the season of your years
I need a little space tonight
I’m gonna climb up there with you
Where it’s safe to breathe and shed some tears 




OK If You Cry

Collaboration :
Hartmut : Acoustic Guitar
frenzie : Electric Guitar
me : Harmonica.

Cat Loop.

File Updated: Piano line in which I loosely had Heat Miser by Massive Attack in my head... I don't think I encroached originality... just wanted a similar vibe... also improved the vox... decided to go with Ronald Duck you dollar dumb as I hate saying its name and dont want to say fuck through the whole tune haha looses it's impact maybe doing that

Lyrics

Ronald Duck your dollar dumb
Ronald Duck your dollar dumb

The politics is switched off
It's not humane
Though humane is their job
I try for fantasy in sounds
And try and spell that slop
But that spelling can't be found

So in the dreams we ditch them
And somehow make a new plan
Here survival is focused to every cell
Everyone
Everything
Every atom
The whole system
Donald Duck your dollar dumb
Your Euro tone & your Yen
Donald Duck dollar dumb

The politics is switched off
It's not humane
Though humane is their job
I try for fantasy in sounds
And try and spell that slop
But that spelling can't be found

It's fucking your job...

So in the dreams we ditch them
And somehow make a new plan
Here survival is focused to every cell
Every atom
Everyone
Survival of system
Donald Duck your dollar dumb
Your Euro tone & your Yen
Donald Duck dollar dumb
It's survival Son
Donald Duck their dollar dumb
Money can't save anyone
No coin fixes Earth blisters

Dollar Dumb

Uncertain times. You'd Better  Run!


Lyrics:
Run For Your Life

Outlaws flee, there will be trouble
To distract, confuse and destroy
You have to grasp that stinging nettle
Before you throw it in the pot
You’d better run…for your life

(CHORUS)
A distant chime, passes away an hour
As you continue to float
Like a grey fish in a dirty bowl
At least this shroud of gloom, should protect me

You try to smile as the silence unfolds
To develop your breadth of mind
Such a fragile creature turns the corner
And then you’re gone…you’d better run

(CHORUS)

(Guitar-Break)

(CHORUS)
 …should protect me…
Run for your life….

Wigmore: Music/Production/Vocals
Allen: Guitars/Bass/Lyrics/Vocals

Run For Your Life

New song from Glen and Dave.

Music and all instruments - Glen Granthem.

Lyrics and all vocals - David Cooper

You’re looking out for me
I’m looking out for you
Do we know what we should do

Down the tunnel
We both fall – Can we hear each other’s call
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Here we sit among the thorns
Surrounded by those that mourns
No one knows how the stories go
The tales of old, tales of yore

What is that I thought you said?
I thought I heard you in my head
Maybe I can’t hear at all 
Can we hear each other’s call?
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Down the tunnel
We both fall
Down the tunnel
We both fall
Down the tunnel
We both fall

Can we hear each other’s call
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Cat Loop.

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