rhythm of guitar/vocals really captures the frustration of the lyrics..funny how with all the information we have had thrown at us and all the history right in front of our noses these kinds of feelings still remain(in some). but tolerance is something that needs to evolve from all this..that's the rub I guess

Fantastic song! superb vocals! a timeless goodness!

very invery infectious song, reminds me like a crossover between early The Smiths and The Police

So diggin' the questions asked about direction and life. I so feel the deep concern in this song.

Written 1982 by Terry Reeves
Performed By: Vocals- Terry Reeves, Guitar- Terry Reeves,Brian Reeves, Bass- John Palmer,Drums-Gary Reeves,Saxophone - Unknown
Recorded: Wallington, London 1983


Even now I still love the energy of this song. Everything being reported in the news at the time was provoking a reaction within me but I had no one to really share these thoughts and frustrations with. I still really love the feeling  I get inside when I hear and play this song although, now a little older, I am no longer going off all the world one by one and have become a bit more tolerant and selective.

LYRICS

Met a friend from years gone by
Both remarked how time did fly
Said he couldn't give a toss
About the workers now he's boss

Watched a hero of the past
Say he'd seen the light at last
Hope and prayed that all his fans
Would put their lives in tory hands

CHORUS
Yes I'm going off the world one by one
Guess it wasn't meant to be any fun
Yes I'm going off the world one by one

People ring the radio
To get their views heard on the show
Can't believe the things I hear
Makes me want to disappear 

Freddie Laker he's gone broke
Some feel sorry for that bloke
Send him money such a shame
He's only got five million to his name

CHORUS

Got a visit from the Pope
Kissed the ground Christ what a dope
You could hear the people cheer
Was it love or was it fear

If what I've said gets through to you
But don't reflect your point of view
There is only one thing I can do
You're just another join the queue 


Yes I'm going off the world one by one
Yes I'm going off the world one by one
Yes I'm going off the world one by one
Yes I,m going off the world one by one
Yes I'm going off the world one by one
Yes I,m going off the world one by one
Yes I'm going off the world one by one

One By One

Go Ahead Make My Day

Observe What They Pick Out For Enjoyment

Let’s distill the essence of “Danny Boy”:
Origin: Composed by Frederic Weatherly in 1910, with lyrics by his sister set to the haunting classic melody of “Londonderry Air”
Emotion: A universal lament—yearning for love, home, and eternity
Legacy: Sung at funerals, echoing across generations
In the cosmic ledger, it remains a timeless equation:

[Verse 1]

                      G                G7					           C           Cm7
Oh Danny boy,  the pipes, the pipes are calling
             G                              Em                                         Am   D7
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
                               G                                 G7        C         Cm7
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
                         G          Em      Am            D7         G         G7
It’s you, 'its you  who must go and I must bide

[Chorus]
                           G                     C                               G
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
                          Em            C                       G                  Am       D7
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
             G           C                 Am   Bm   EmI'll be here in sunshine or in sha-dow
            G              Em         Am       C          D    G           
Oh I’ll be here, Danny boy, I’ll miss you so

[Verse 2]
                  G                                G7       C     Cm
But if he come and all the roses dying
                    G               Em                 Am    D7
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
                                  G                    G7                              C      Cm7
You will come and find the place where I am lying
          G                  Em          C    D                G         
And kneel and say an Ave there for me

[Chorus]
                       G                      C                                          G
And I shall feel, though soft you tread above me
                            Em              C           Am           D7
And then my grave will richer, sweeter be
                         G                  C           Am    Bm     Em
For you will bend and tell me that you lo- ve me
                       G          Em             C           D              G
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me
           G           Em        Am          Cm7        GbarI shall rest in peace until you come to me

**JTSunrise**, the wandering minstrel of $eattle, strums their guitar under moonlit space needle skies, singing songs that echo through the ancient cathedral of cedars that stood here before into time immemorial. Melodies carry stories of love, loss, and the quiet magic that dances between the notes

While the term "spiritualist" can encompass various beliefs and practices, JTSunrise's artistry invites listeners to connect with their own emotions and stories woven into your music and life. Whether you commune with owl spirits like JT who channel the essence of certain morality, Anyone can make music that resonates with a deeper longing—a yearning for connection beyond the mundane

In the hidden and imagined glades where JTSunrise plays, they find whispers from ancestors and echoes of forgotten melodies. Intuitive music touches realms beyond the visible—a spiritual journey can happen when set to strings and soulful tunes. And someday we will all be on the other side, and days go by in the blink of an eye: https://www.instagram.com/reel/C7ufsy9SmFH/?igsh=ZXE4bXlhbnBjNXN2

O Danny Boy

Break The Chains

A very sombre song with a backing to match. This is the fifth song from a  collaborative project, all instruments by my collaborator who records in his home studio, mixes and masters the finished track. I bring my song to the project and complete the track with the vocal.
This is worth hearing with headphones or external speaker to enjoy the full benefit of the bass tones from the lead guitar.

I Sing My Song In Remembrance

I Sing My Song In Remembrance (2024)

Goin’ Alive  REMASTEREDish

Mechanical Motions

Somewhere In Andalusia (For Four guitars)

I got these questions for a while now 
Words are melting on a twisted rope
In black and white, think there's no hope 
To find a sense in the wildest shapes
Of dreams and fantasies that only bring us down

Cut all the flowers in the garden and watch them dying in your hair, 
Feels like summer never ends
Take me with you everywhere.

The perfume of the skin, strange addiction 
Hard to leave behind, 
This wild ambition revealed through starry, naked eyes
A remedy to find on the melancholy hill
Fading in silence when the sun rises 
Daydream in blue on Sad Avenue.

Cut all the flowers in the garden and watch them dying in your hair, 
Feels like summer never ends
Take me with you everywhere.

Daydream In Blue On Sad Avenue (with Lucid Milk Collective)

back and forth(talking to myself)

I spent my youth trying to become the next George Best but by the late 70s it was clear that I did not have the talent required and because of my single mindedness about this pursuit I think my eldest brother Brian was absolutely shocked when he received 3 songs written and performed by me on a cassette tape in the post.

This was the start of "Root Division" and without my two brothers’ talent and input it would not have existed. In addition to myself, Terry Reeves, my two brothers Brian Reeves and Gary Reeves, John Palmer (a bass player from my brothers' previous bands) he was a very encouraging influence on every thing I wrote and I owe him a lot. I would like every body to know that we had such a good time through out the existence of the band and I don’t remember a time when we were not laughing at one time or another.As there are only two of us left the band will no longer be producing anymore music so this is a celebration of Root Division’s beginning to end. I hope you enjoy.


One By One

Root Division

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