"Live" Composite recording. Words & Music by Richard Orange*

Psychic Missiles-(Live!) Words & Music by RICHARD ORANGE*

Sounds super good. Hoping your doing a (home)studio version.  Sort of has a bit of the The Police in there.

(LiVe!!) RICHARD ORANGE at the PEABODY HOTEL, MEMPHIS.

video here : https://youtu.be/c6CZq2fupJQ

Waiting for dawn

She's waiting for dawn when the dewdrops will sit, on every blade of grass and the sky will be lit.... 
with just enough light, to see but not be seen, as she disappears softly just like a wakened dream.

She clutches her bag, her hands start to shake, as the panic grows her will starts to break.
A few more minutes more, another cup of tea and she'll leave this sad life and finally be free.

My blood on your hands.
too many times, too many times, you have broken me down.
Tears on my face, as you creep nearer, your breath loaded as I make no sound.

She stands at the door breathing in the fresh air, She knows deep down its the last chance if she dares. 
No more telling lies, no more scared for her life, no more breaks and bruises. 
No more being his wife.

My blood on your hands
too many times, too many times, you have broken me down.
Tears on my face, as I run faster, my heart thumping as I leave this place.

( original song I wrote based on a woman trying to escape her abusive husband. I started writing this with this visual in my mind but also used my own experiences of a past abusive relationship and the feeling of being frozen/trapped based on abuse I experienced as a child)

Waiting for dawn...mp3

This is my second track with my homie U.Poet @u-poet-official

The song is mixed and produced by D.Bligity @danbligity

U.Poet - Dictionary Master (Feat. Slim Dogg) (Prod.D.Bligity) (Lounge V.) (Unreleased Track)

On May 13, 2015, my brother-in-law Eduardo Fortuny Loret de Mola was killed in a road accident, to the great sorrow of all who knew and loved him, in particular his widow and two sons. I wrote this song in the aftemath of his all too soon passing away, but the time never seemed right to try and record it ... until now, when Enna, his wife, read the lyrics and expressed her wish to hear a recorded version. It would also have been his 60th birthday this year. I took both as a sign that it was time, and thanks to the monumental musical and production abilities of Sergio Aguilar, not to mention the wonderful backing vocals of Beto Quintero, here it is.

The song, needless to say, but I will say it, is dedicated to Eduardo, and all who loved him.

Hallelujah is a transliteration of Hebrew: הַלְלוּ (hallū yāh), which means "praise ye Jah!" (from הַלְלוּ‎, "praise ye!" [8] and יָהּ‎, "Jah".)[9][10][11] The word hallēl in Hebrew means a joyous praise in song. The second part, Yah, is a shortened form of YHWH (Yahweh or Jehovah in modern English).
~ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hallelujah

“In traditional Christian thought, the final transition from life on earth to life in heaven is symbolized by crossing the Jordan River."
~ https://jesusway4you.com/2020/06/24/signs-and-symbols-of-the-bible-jordan-river/

“For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
― Kahlil Gibran, artist and poet.

"The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on."
~ Irving Berlin, songwriter.

“Do you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?”
~ Terry Pratchett, English author.

Lyrics
Last night I dreamed my brother strode with Jesus by his side
With heavenly strength to move them on, they walked the ocean tide
I cried, “Dear brother, hold your haste, we all must journey home.”
“Jordan calls me,” was all he said, I knew myself alone
I knew myself alone

Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu

Last night I dreamed my brother rode in tandem with James Dean
Along the streets and the highways that to this world are unseen
I cried, “Dear brother, promise me, you’ll meet me when I come.”
He smiled his smile, and raised his hand, I felt my world undone
I felt my world undone

Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu …. Hal-le-lu

Now I’m awakened, oh, let me dream that dream once more
Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu … yah

Now I’m awakened, oh, let me dream that dream once more
Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu … yah

And take me over Jordan, see my brother walk upon its shore
Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu … yah

Yeah, take me over Jordan, for I am tired and so heartsore
Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu, Hal-le-lu … yah

Credits
Music: Michael Sellers; Sergio Aguilar
Lyrics: Michael Sellers
Vocals: Michael Sellers; Beto Quintero
Guitars & bass, piano; musical arrangement, & production: Sergio Aguilar
Drums: Rodrigo Uribe
Album Cover photo: Michael Sellers
Cover design: Loretta Sellers Fortuny

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I Dreamed I Saw My Brother  5 Stars rating; Commended Entry; UK Songwriting Contest, 2023

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Thank you for listen to Stina ( for musicvideo visit my youtube,link in bio))
been a while since posting but will try work on this page a little more 
Appriciate the supports / regards 
Music/mix/vocal/instrumental/production/composer and producer 
Stina Crow 2023

A Clown Inside

ATTENTION Disclaimer:  The music track that I’m playing lead & improvising over is not mine and I do not own it. The track is created by HEAVY GUITAR (Jam Tracks) and all credit goes to him for the music track creation which I have listed below. Check out HEAVY GUITAR (Jam Tracks) on YouTube. The links below are to the original material by the artist.  


Obtained from: HEAVY GUITAR (Jam Tracks)
YouTube site: https://www.youtube.com/@heavyguitar4546
Backing Track Title: Heavy Metal/DEATH METAL D minor Phrygian guita Backing jamTrack
YouTube Track channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gCICSB1L5k

Song Title: The Beginning of Dark Times
The lead, improvising over the track was done with the following;
Picture with Track: Is what the Guitar looks like.
Guitar Used: 91 Ibanez RG550 with HSH configuration
Color: Purple Metallic Strings: Ernie Ball Super Slinky 9-42 and Hybrid 9-46
DAW: Reaper
AmpSim: Amplitube 4
Preset: Mesa Dual Rectifier
Interface: Focusrite 2i2 2nd Gen

Raw: What does RAW mean to me, not having undergone processes of preparing, finishing, refining, or mastering: It is what was recorded at that time in its current state.
Comments: Please follow if you like, comment if you like and I’m opened to feedback to improve my playing, recording, mixing etc.  Thanks for listening \m/.

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The Beginning of Dark Times

Une ode aux perdants , à ceux qui n'arriveront jamais les premiers ...
Compositeur - Musique : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste - Chant : Guillaume DULER
Chant : Sylvie TIRET
An ode to the losers, to those who will never get there first ...
Composer - Music : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter - Vocals : Guillaume DULER
Singer : Sylvie TIRET
Lyrics:
Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos étoiles
Même si le ciel est déjà mort
C'est vrai qu'elles brillent encore
Mais la plupart ont mis les voiles

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos défaites
A la puissance des vaincus
Nous nos blessures ont survécus
Quand leurs victoires sont obsolètes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos amours
A celles qui saôulent de souvenirs
Celles qu'on n'a pas pu retenir
Mais auxquelles on pense toujours

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos héros
Aux révoltés aux cœurs ouverts
Ceux qu'ont joué avec l'enfer
La vie tatouée sur la peau

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos succés
Ces étranges malentendus
C'est à peine ce qu'on a voulu
Et tout juste ce que l'on pouvait

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos enfances
Illusions perdues à jamais
Comme la douleur d'un condamné
Qui sait qu'il va mourir d'avance

Levons nos verres aux regrets
Aux perdants de la gloire
Cicatrices laissées
Dans un coin de mémoire
Aux survivants sans médailles
A nous les moins que rien
Sur nos champs de batailles
Ombres du quotidien

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos fantômes
Toutes ces peurs qui nous soutiennent
Main dans la main elles nous souviennent
Vers la dernière demeure des hommes

Quand est-ce qu'on boit à nos futurs
Retournons nous voir s'ils nous suivent
Mais y'a personne pas âme qui vive
Y'a même pas de rats sur les ordures

When do we drink to our stars
Even if the sky is already dead
It's true they still shine
But most of them are gone

When do we drink to our defeats
To the power of the defeated
Our wounds have survived
When their victories are obsolete

When do we drink to our loves
To those soaked in memories
The ones we couldn't hold back
But still think of

When we drink to our heroes
To the rebels with open hearts
Those who played with hell
Life tattooed on their skin

When we drink to our successes
These strange misunderstandings
It's hardly what we wanted
And only what we could

When we drink to our childhoods
Illusions lost forever
Like the pain of a condemned man
Who knows he's going to die in advance

Let's raise a glass to regrets
To the losers of glory
Scars left
In a corner of memory
To survivors without medals
To us less than nothing
On our battlefields
Shadows of everyday life

When we drink to our ghosts
All these fears that sustain us
Hand in hand they remind us
To the last resting place of men

When we drink to our futures
Let's go back and see if they follow us
But there's no one, no soul
Not even rats in the garbage

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Novembre 2023

Ivre"S" (feat Sylvie Tiret) Version intégrale TRANSLATED

This is a really personal one. It was written during a very stressful period in 2021. I came home, had a little too much whisky, wrote the lyrics and then wrote and recorded the backing in one night. I then forgot all about it!!I found the file the other morning and decided to finish the melody and record the vocals. It’s not easy listening but I wanted to express how I felt at that time. Some of my songs on here are personal and some are stories etc. I wanted to show one with real, pure emotion. As ever, best with headphones. There is a longish instrumental intro and then the vocals. It’s about the life spark being smothered by stress. 
Life is better now! 

Lyrics 

Unfocused and Gone

I know it’s missing
it feels hollow and spare
It was alive once, eager to act
Urgent and hungry, for attention and contact 
There was surging desire and constant demand
Oh I miss what I was, and what I am I can’t stand!

I’ve no joy in films and tv, all dead to me
Work doubt my skills, love holds no thrills
It’s just complaints and jibes, angry and snide
No sleep, no calm, just fear and alarm

And then here you are, you smile and I know
That hope starts to build, my confidence grows
But I’ve nothing at all, what can I do
I’ve no spark or desire, or excitement for you 

Unfocused and gone

And will a renaissance come?
Or will it go on and on? 
Unfocused and gone 

James Whiteman copyright jan 2021

Unfocused and Gone

Recorded 1990 
Andreas Haunschmidt: Keyboard
A.Mekkbuda: Guitar

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