From "everytime" ...an old album of mine, recorded in boston in 94...that isnt available to buy anywhere...handy

London

song from a few years back about a good friend of mine who made a huge effort to come to my Dad's funeral....for Emma

Thank you

Ignore the start...dunno what i was thinking...Boston 1994...look at these two floosies!...in Kilruddery

The Image Of Anna

Live recording from  a radio show a few years back.....Greystones Community Radio no less!....stick on your headphones..thank you very big...Eoin

5 Minutes

Up-tempo..."completely over the top guitar playing" thing..."shave and a hair cut- two bits" ending....could'nt help myself...recorded live on Radio show in Greystones a few years back....in the picture are the Bunko Brothers....which is neither here nor there....Im the one on the left...without the jacket and leaning for some reason....

These Days

Sounds from Thursday morning

I found postcard in a second hand bookshop in Budapest some years ago. It was written in English by a young Hungarian woman, Julia Spitzer,  from Budapest, to her gentleman friend, Morris Levison, in England, dated 12th December 1936. She never sent it. A solitary word in Hungarian, in the bottom left hand corner of the postcard asks: 'Do you love me?' I searched for traces of Julia, online and in the Budapest city archives, but the trail ran cold in 1944. It is probable that she was killed at an execution site, near her home, on the Danube by the fascist Arrow Cross. Lyrics below:

December frost on the cobblestones
Bridges cast in monochrome
Naked trees on the boulevards
Your words take me back in time

Ice drifting through the city’s heart
Floating islands of my thoughts 
About the heartbreak you revealed
On a fragment of your past 

Was there ice that December
When the eagle rode the flames
Could you see the storm coming
Did you face it on your own

Julia, I’ve been looking for you
I want to know 
You found a love that was true
Julia, I’ll keep looking for you
I won’t forget 
The red shades of blue

I wonder if you found out why 
His replies never came
He was used to his liberty
While yours was stolen day by day 

Echoes from the courtyard
Shadows in the stairwell
Did you find salvation
From hell’s carousel

Julia, I’ve been looking for you
I want to know 
You found a love that was true
Julia, I’ll keep looking for you
I won’t forget 
The red shades of blue 

Julia, I’ve been looking for you
I want to know 
You found a love that was true
Julia, I’ll keep looking for you
I won’t forget 
The red shades of blue 
Red shades of blue

Words and Music: Robert Severin

Strings:
Seonaid Aitken - Violin 1
Innes Watson - Violin 2
Patsy Reid - Viola
Alice Allen - Cello
Arranged by Innes Watson

Postcard from Budapest

Red Shades of Blue

Red Shades Of Blue

The most celebrated wartime diva from Budapest, Katalin Karády, reflecting on her haunting experiences at the hands of the Gestapo, forty years later, as she adds the finishing touches to a hat for one of her regular clients, Nancy Reagan, in her milliner's salon in Manhattan. Lyrics below:

She works behind the curtain 
In her salon late at night
The milliner to the stars 
Holds the pillbox to the light
She smoothes the chiffon ribbon
Under feathers and the lace
A confection in scarlet 
For the First Lady’s date

It brings to mind one she wore
In a film about doomed love
Made in black and white
But she called for matching gloves
Shown back home again
After thirty years taboo
Her hits on shortwave
It feels sweet but bitter too

Time heals
But the healed heart still hurts
They say time heals
But the healed heart still hurts
  
She yearns to see the Danube
But fears she can’t go back
Her sleep is often broken
By ghosts of men in black
Nearly killed for being human
Her light refused to die
Home is now Manhattan
Her client’s due at nine

Time heals
But the healed heart still hurts
They say time heals
But the healed heart still hurts

Actress by accident
Diva by design
Voice of a dying age
Chanteuse of the lost

They say time heals
But the healed heart still hurts
Time heals
But the healed heart still hurts

Words and Music by Robert Severin

Time Heals (But the Healed Heart Still Hurts)

Time Heals (But The Healed Heart Still Hurts)

First demo of Where Silver Ferns Grow
Week 1 assignment - TSA
Collaboration with Eduardo Amendola
https://soundcloud.com/eduardo-amendola

Demo version, I imagine a rhythm section on the first chorus and from there forward have strings or full orquestra backing the song.

Lyrics:

Intro

Playing barefoot I see her at the window
Her raspy voice loudly calling me
Lunch is served, time for a break now
Don’t make me count to three

Pre Chorus

Unsure of where the wind is blowing
I’m searching, I’m running

Chorus

Hold on, don’t forget where silver ferns grow
And who guided me when I could barely see

Verse 2

‘Cause I know, deep down in my soul
Stories are waiting to be told

Chorus

Hold on, don’t forget where silver ferns grow
And who guided me

Verse 3

A bright smile and I lose my track of time
With your comforting words, it’s hard to say goodbye
And when dark times come, don’t forget I’ll always be there by your side

Chorus

You’re searching, you’re learning
and you’re going and you’re coming… And until you return… I’ll keep the faith

Bridge

When you got no reasons to roam
And the moonlight arrives
The silver ferns will lead you home

Where Silver Ferns Grow

Renan Vicente

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