WTF I have actually found a track here without a single comment on, unless you have them hidden that is. Just looking at the title I hope it was not putting them (LOL)

Well that was an early session I see and yes it's certainly a buzz to start up any band and get into playing together and having a bash, and you both had a fine bash here my good friend...

I'm assuming you are the drummer, and is that you holding the guitar in the cover pic...

first song, simple and to the point like all first song offerings  ")

Hey G... back for another listen, then off to check out the remaster. So enjoying the pure angst of this recording.

Love the rawness in this. Really like this. Great first step, my friend!!!! ;-)))

I can imagine that song recorded now, these days, in studio.. A bomb! Gal, you are better than a metronome and a click, because we feel the heart beating :) Here is a bass, who behind, Tel?

Written 1981 by Terry Reeves
Performed by: Vocals - Terry Reeves, Guitar - Terry Reeves, Drums - Gary Reeves
Recorded: Jersey Road Hounslow 1981


This was the first song that I had ever written and started the idea of Root Division playing as a band in my house. The experience was a major WOW! I love this song because when I hear it I remember how nervous I was to take the first step. If you ever want to play in a band and experience the exhilaration then Go and Do It!

LYRICS

If you see that girl tell her I'm looking for her
She never notice she don't call
If she still says no I know she's got my number
I wrote it six foot on her wall

I'm telling you
If she don't phone gonna set off this bomb
Believe it's true
If she don't call gonna end it all

We lived here many years I thought she'd never leave me
But now she's packed and gone away
She said she had to go even though she really loved me
But she just couldn't stand my ways

I'm telling you
If she don't come gonna get out my gun
Believe it's true
If she don't knock gonna tell Mr Spock

It's taken too long now I really tried to please her
I have changed in many ways
But now the time has come it's my turn to finally leave her
Its my turn to have the final say

I told you now if she didn't phone gonna set off this BOMB

Suicide Love

Here I bring Back a Track dedicated to our Mother Earth & about Global Warning. Free to Download :)

It has been made Few Years ago,  The topic isn't new...In fact, since modern times, men pollute the planet, destroy natural species & forests. & it's since at least 50 years, maybe 100, that people call for taking care of the environnement. Yet, it has grow worst & it's too very slowy that changes to stop it has been done... Now that Humanity is really back against the wall, will heads of gouvernement at least make wise & effective actions ?.......LYRICS Below....

I am singing this song on a Music called "Vodoo Magic" made by an artist on Soundcloud, that  seems not to be more active.

LYRICS

Global Issue: Our Planet is going to lack of energy... 

Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth
Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth

Tooks Billion years for her creation 
Billion of years she still stand strong
but Tooks few centuries only 
for Men to erradicate part of it...
Lakes becomes Deserts
Forest devastated, 
Species disapeared
Ocean Polluted, 
Holes in the Atmospher...

Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth
Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother

Should Stop spending 
without counting
Stop Acting
without estimating
Stop All the Waste
Stop the War Games
Stop the Power Race
Before It's too late...

Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth
Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth

Let's Come Back to Basic
Remember our Nature..
Let's Come Back to Basic
Remember our Nature..
There is enough for everyone but 
some have none some have too much

Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth
Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth

We all come from her
We all part of her
we all need her
We should care for her
Pray for Her 
Dance for Her 
Sing for her
 Protect Her
never Forget Her

Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth
Show Some Respect 
for Our Mother
Stop Destroying
Resources of the Earth

Remember our Nature...
Love our Mother Earth..

BACK TO THE NATURE

EXODUS ..

Well as the clocks go forward tonight, (or maybe back - I never can remember), meaning we gain (or is it lose?) an hour, (though obviously we don't really), so it will be darker (or lighter) in the morning (or is it evening?) I thought it would be timely, as it were, to take a moment, and draw from my deep intellectual insight into the matter to explain all there is to know about that tricky little bugger, time.  

You're welcome.

Starting as a ditty which was then utterly transformed with Seagull's production, arrangement and musical genius, drawing on Dan-DT's deft touch on the soft squidgy bits, it was eventually incorporated into Seagull's brilliant "Compendium of Time".  Why not take a little of your own to watch it on YouTube here :

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLJqh6iXnTaXJL-MkyxWQ_UV-H6vTtiVv3

You can find more of Seagull's beautiful music here:

https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio

And Dan's audio craftsmanship here:

https://soundcloud.com/dan-t-3
_____________________________________________________________________________

Old Father Time

Did you commence, at once, or have you always ever been
And will your pounding heartbeat ever cease?
Are you a sense, or force, or something other in between?
Simply ticking down to each and every last release?
Is your pulse rate constant in this exponential universe?
Or does my biology speed the tempo of your rhyme?
Why are the lifespans of your subjects so potentially diverse?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

Is your mission merely measure, or are you yourself the cause
Of evolution and decay of matter's elementary doom?
Are you the seemly pressure on the future's pending pause
Ethereally benign or other natural force subsume?
Can you shift like rays in prisms, temporal rainbows to behold
Are you the cause of age or do you simply count it's lines
Is your rounded face imprisoned in a cell numbered twelvefold
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

At terminal expansion of our present universe
For its destined re-contraction to begin
Will your hands slow to a halt then slip into reverse
Or count us down in forward time back to our origin?
Will the ultimate compaction trigger seasonal adjust
Predicate upon your base the final great rewind?
Then will you recommence or revert back to gently ticking dust?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?
______________________________________________________________________
Photo - a little holiday snap from NASA's astonishing James Webb Space telescope

Old Father Time - with Seagull and Dan-DT

IG track (p)2023, open collab with noxpox ..
https://soundcloud.com/noxpox13/noxpox-dreamin-ov-moonrocks

noxpox / IG - dreamin ov moonrocks (synthetic light curve module)

どうしてでしょう、不可能なことは何もありません
image: AlemCoksa

Pourquoi Pas, Rien N'est Impossible (why not, nothing is impossible)

The Earth Love

Grain of Sand on the Cosmic Beach (Remix)

Video;
https://youtu.be/DwV2oB5WhS8

Made in #Ableton

Genres;
#Electronic
#Pop

Fly Away From Here

Translated after the French text

Vidéo Youtube : https://youtu.be/tIufYg0fDxY

Mieux Vaut Tard
Texte : Jefherson
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

Texte: Jefherson
Chant :Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

ll est des évidences
des choses qui vont de soi
dire ce que l’on pense
ce qu’on sent, ce qu’on croit.

Mais moi toute ma vie
Je gardais tout pour moi
Comme un loir endormi 
engourdi par le froid..

Etait-ce par pudeur
Par peur de m’exposer
D’ouvrir un peu mon coeur
Ou simplement d’oser.

Montrer peur ou colère
Inquiétude ou tendresse.
N’était  pour toi mon père
Que choquante faiblesse

Sois un homme mon gars !
Cogne fort et encaisse.
 
Surtout ne pleure pas !
C’est bon pour les gonzesses

Rester copie conforme
A ce  modèle viril
Ne pas braver la norme.
Voilà. !Ainsi-soit -il !

REFRAIN    

Mais est venu le jour
De remise en question
Toi touché à ton tour
Par ton opération


Pour toi bien difficile
La maladie soudain
Te révélait fragile
Ou simplement humain

Aux portes de la mort
Tu m’as dit ton amour
En moi, il vit encore
Et il vivra toujours.
Tu m’as dit ton amour
Mieux vaut tard que jamais
Je t’ai dit à mon tour
A quel point je t’aimais...

 Better late than never

Some things are obvious
things that go without saying
to say what you think
what you feel, what you believe.
But all my life
I kept everything to myself
Like a sleeping dormouse 
numbed by the cold.

Was it out of modesty
For fear of exposing myself
To open my heart a little
Or simply to dare.
To show fear or anger
Worry or tenderness.
For you, my father
Only shocking weakness

Be a man, boy!
Hit hard and take it.
Above all, don't cry!
It's good for the chicks

Stay a carbon copy
To this virile model
Don't defy the norm.
So be it!

REFRAIN    

But the day has come
Of questioning
You in turn
By your operation
For you very difficult
Sudden illness
Revealed you to be fragile
Or simply human
At death's door
You told me of your love
In me it still lives
And always will.
You told me of your love
Better late than never
I told you in turn
How much I loved you...

Mieux Vaut Tard  avec Julia

Lava Dog by Jeamland & WÜST

She's Stacey

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.


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