Sometimes my plays have a very specific background. A month ago I walked along the street late in the evening. At one of the entrances stood a group of women neighbors quietly talking about something. Ten paces from them, a little further, in the wrong light of the lanterns, I noticed another woman. She seemed to me somewhat larger than it could be in reality. I thought that she must be suffering from gigantism. She was silent and dignified. There was something powerful and proud, something detachedly independent in her figure. When I got closer to her, I almost screamed - it was a mutilated tree trunk! And I realized that, deceived by my poor eyesight and twilight, I saw for a moment the soul of this tree ... I do not like mysticism, but this play of my imagination was amazing. As soon as I moved another twenty steps away from this tree, this melody (theme of the first part) immediately, as it is, sounded in my head. All I had to do was get to the house and hastily put it into sheet music...

«DRIADS». Op.127.

Title of song by Martin Hirsch
Lyrics by Tony Harris (That inspired Glenny G listed below)
Vocals, Music Production/Mix by Glenny G's One Man Band 

ELVIS, THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL
DISCOVERED AT A YOUNG AGE
THAT HE HAD MUSIC IN HIS SOUL
AND LOVED BEING ON THE STAGE

HE WOULD GATHER AROUND THE PIANO
AND JAM WITH FRIENDS AFTER CONCERTS
THE BACK UP SINGERS COULDN'T SAY NO
HE REALLY APPRECIATED THEIR EFFORTS

(CHORUS)
IF I COULD JAM WITH ELVIS FOR ONE NIGHT
IT WOULD BE A DREAM COME TRUE 
IF IT ONLY LASTED TILL DAYLIGHT
WHAT A NIGHT THAT WOULD BE
OH, WHAT A NIGHT THAT WOULD BE

WALKING IN TO SUN RECORDS
TO RECORD A TRACK FOR HIS MOMMA
PUT HIM IN THE RIGHT PLACE AT THE RIGHT TIME
TO RECORD HIS FIRST HIT SONGS

IMAGINE GOING BACK IN TIME
JAMING WITH ELVIS AND THE BOYS
AT HIS HOME CALLED GRACELAND 
WHEN HE WAS STILL IN HIS PRIME

(CHORUS)
IF I COULD JAM WITH ELVIS FOR ONE NIGHT
IT WOULD BE A DREAM COME TRUE
EVEN IF IT ONLY LASTED TILL DAYLIGHT
WHAT A NIGHT THAT WOULD BE
OH, WHAT A NIGHT THAT WOULD BE

ELVIS DIED WAY TO YOUNG
AND I LIKE TO THINK THAT HE
IS JAMING WITH THE ANGELS 

2021 © Lyrics by Tony Harris

If I Could Jam With Elvis For One Night - Collab by Tony Harris & Glenny G's One Man Band - Original

© ℗ Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded at Deadline Studios, Leicester
Photography: Thanks to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography

Some Day Soon

Acoustic Song by Ian Stokes    
Recorded at Deadline Studios, Leicester
© ℗ Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Photography: Thanks to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography

Listening to buskers playing in the London Underground is a joy which brightens up the commuters day. The quality of musicianship is so high and occasionally, even on the busiest day, can stop you in your tracks, so that you just have to stay and listen to the end of the performance. I wrote this song in recognition of buskers everywhere, playing their music for us all.

Life is Good

Life Is Good

https://soundcloud.com/roger-b-train/sets/just-a-mood-playlist
Started this Just a Mood idea a couple years back and could not come up with a name for this song so will just add it to the collection of projects collected so far!!! The Saga continue's!!! :D Hope you enjoy <3 Will see if it's a Lucky 13 :-))))))

~ Just A Mood~ 13

In memory of author's mother ZLATICA who died by the car crash. The lyrics of the song reflects the atmosphere when it happened.

Ambulance (lyrics: Michaela Martykanova)

1. The sky is clear, the air so warm is getting under your skin. Suddenly, the silence is broken. There´s sound of howling ambulance.
Hello, hello, perhaps somebody (left us and) gone too soon
Hello, hello, gone somewhere, to find his own piece of land
2. The sky is clear, even no clouds, but cold is chilling the (your) bones
Shock and fall, silence and dark, the soul is breathing no more
Hello, hello, perhaps somebody (left us and) gone too soon
Hello, hello, gone somewhere, to find his own piece of land
Hello, hello, somebody again (left us and) gone too soon
Hello, hello, gone somewhere, to find his own piece of land

AMBULANCE with Michaela Martykanova & KOMA  - new 2023 (often downloaded)

A song for the coming season – melancholy and uplifting all at once. The sights, sounds, and smells bring out so many special feelings and heighten the senses – nature in its last dance before the winter, beauty in decay and the tinge of sadness that comes with it. I had this idea for a melody while playing the mandolin that spends most of its time hanging on the wall. The piece naturally evolved, undulating between reflection and celebration, and is the kind of piece that, for me, would only come to life at this time of the year.

© Copyright 2019 Gary Hughes. Edited version of photo by Alex Wing on Unsplash

Heal

Primo tema musicale proposto per una ripresa di dressage, ringrazio la committenza per la preziosa occasione offerta, un particolare ringraziamento va al "punteruolo del grano" che in queste settimane ci ha colonizzato casa e che col suo passo un po' incerto è stata una chiara fonte d'ispirazione.
Per la cronaca a questo è stato preferito un tema in stile "Barocco farlocco"...

RIPRESA_DRESSAGE_TEMA_1

https://youtu.be/2bh5B0MGWfg

Such a lovely little town, it deserves its own love song.

Banjo, lapslide & vocals Chris O
Audio Chris O

Salt River Town        (c)Chris Okunbor, October 2020

Springing rains are here again, ground is soaking down.
Rolling clouds come darkening, chasing folks from town.

Front porch singing, banjo ringing.
Front porch ringing, banjo singing.

Gonna get me a line, get me a pole, go fishing in a crayfish hole.

Rollin rains are here again.
Springing clouds come a-darkening,
Around, Salt River Town.

Rollin rains are here again,
springing clouds come a-sparkling,
the waters round Salt River Town.

Sister's Creek's got a crayfish creep, but they're running like the devil from me.
Flathead hiding at the Bend in the River, now its hurry on home for tea.

Front porch ringing, banjo singing.
The front porch ringing, banjo singing,
wise-up, about what’s enough.

Darkening clouds are here again.
And the rolling rain comes a-blowing in,
Whoa, Salt River Town.

Hear the ringing, hear the singing.
Front porch ringing, banjo singing,
learning, the meaning of enough.

Oh you know we love, 
the waters around Salt River Town.

Salt River Town

Salt River Town  (a love song for my little town) ~  Chris Okunbor

In The Hell

Love John Prine's music! This is a quick raw cover of one of his songs.
Check out John's music on YouTube.

Knocking On Your Screen Door (Very raw John Prine cover by Tony)

I'm a adventurous guitarist sooo to speak that like's to try many style's even thou it's my own feel...Cool thing about learning is no one can take it away from you!!! Thanks for visiting this page!!!
Cheer's
Rog ;) <3

~ Just A Mood~ 13

Roger/B-Train