This one being inspired by a couple of guys that I've admired since the early 70's. Their lyrics and detail to production always caught my attention. A salute to Walter and Donald.

Greg Hurley: Lyrics, music, recorded and Mastered

I'm So Thrilled

Music. tHE bLUE rOOM
Copyright tHEbLUErOOM © 2021
Photo. Pixabay

Old Rusty

This is a song I wrote in 2016, about overcoming negative self doubts when I was starting to write songs again after a break of about 20 years.  It’s a song of positivity and self encouragement to get on and do the things you want to before it’s too late, regardless of what stage of life you’re at.  Recording, percussion and additional fabulous chucka chucka guitars by Carl Hetherington of Van der Neer.

Doing time

For this collaboration, Liam and I alternated writing eight measures each back and forth for the duration of the piece. Hope you enjoy it!

Our other collaborations: https://soundcloud.com/liamhynestawawalkingears

Liam's profile: https://soundcloud.com/liam-hynes-tawa

The Dreamer Reawakening (Collaboration with Liam Hynes-Tawa)

Ins Helle

Primordial Path

This is the story of Seagrave Tiller Hook and ladder 5211 who served with the Glencove Volunteers fire fighters  in Glencove, Long Island, new York from 1987 until 2011. when she finished service she was  bought by an Irish man called Liam Moore who has a passion for Fire Brigade and has quite a collection. He transported her from America to Ireland and this song tells the true story, or maybe a part of the tale of her travels from Glencove and her arrival here in Dublin. she is 56 foot long, 30tonne and has a 100f foot ladder, driven by a V8 engine and it was my pleasure to ride in her for a few hours with Liam.  Liam brings her to charity events and exhibitions to show her off and spend most of his time underneath or on top working on her. here is a youtube link to her arriving in Ireland, we will be putting a  youtube video for the song together in due course . 

Written, sung and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane 

https://youtu.be/nnL5kTOqckI
Verse 1 
The story starts in  Glen Cove, long Island USA 
Ladder  5211 starts up  for her last day 
All the boys from the volunteers 
Could have filled up the water tanks with tears,  
They didn’t want to see her go away 
But they knew she had done her stint and that she couldn’t stay 
So they gave her a big send off and sent her on here way 
flashing lights and sirens blazing 
they all said their good bye that night
from the Station to the docks there wasn’t one dry eye in sight 

Chorus 
Oh Liam Moore’s fire Brigade is the best you’ve ever seen 
She’s 50 foot from front to back and he keeps her very clean 
She came all the way from Glen Cove City in the USA 
Now she’s parked in Liam Mores driveway and she’s here to stay 
 
                                Verse 2                                     
She was loaded up on a ship bound for Dublin IreLand 
Where Liam moore agus Laim Beag had everything in hand 
They couldn’t  hold in the  excitement 
when the ship docked at Dublin Keys 
And when the dockers took her off the ship they  both got weak at the knees

They drove her home via  pears street past Tara street fire station 
Where all the boys from the fire brigade  gave her a standing ovation 
They drive up O Connell street 
and past the GPO  
With the sirens on and flashing Lights it’s the only way to go . 

Chorus 
                             Verse 3 
All the neighbour on the road  were excited to see her arrive 
Liam knocked down half the house trying to get her in the drive 
And Annies from number 10  
Said Liam lock hard try that again 
He’s never going to get her in the drive 

Liam Moore ahus Liam beag  Took turns on the steering wheel 
And between the shouts and curing the grinding of the steel 
They eventually inched that big yoke in 
To a very small  tight space 
And when they turned the engine off see  the grin on Liam moors face

Chorus and change 
Well Liam loves this engine with all his heart 
and love nor money wouldn’t pull the 2 of them to part 
His heart his soul his everything has gone into this truck
Its cost him quite a lot of Do but he doesn’t give a Fiddlers

Liam Moore's fire brigade ( Full version )

Experiments

Clockworks

A big thank you to my brother JayKay for playing solo guitar

Please take a closer listen to  https://soundcloud.com/jokelstein1?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Hmm, wildlife markets… maybe?

1.
I looked up to the sky this afternoon, 
The clouds were so ragged 
And there was even a half moon 
Peeking out between the two lime trees, 
I remember, I thought I would write a song about it 
But actually 

ref
I wanted to write about 
Something really different
Something that was on my mind
Something that made me think

2.
I wanted to write about something completely different, 
Hmm, wildlife markets… maybe?
But I had to postpone that because of the view 
It was so homely and beautiful and it was just not at all 
Time to have indignant and stirred up feelings and thoughts

ref
I wanted to write about 
Something really different
Something that was on my mind
Something that made me think

How the heck could i just loose the fathom, and 
How did it come that far ?
Does it really need to be  so random and
Isn’t that a little bizarre ?

3.
In the meantime a bird crossed my view of sight
Passing from the right over to the left side
And snapshot-like 
i spotted it in front of the moon
Oh, as i looked up at the sky this afternoon…

ref
I wanted to write about 
Something really different
Something that was on my mind
Something that made me think

How the heck could i just loose the fathom, and 
How did it come that far ?
Does it really need to be  so random and
Isn’t that a little bizarre ?…        (da capo al fine)

Hmm, wildlife markets... maybe? (ft Jay Kay)

Fly Away

as I'm writing this and scheduling this upload on 11-14-25 I'm having a mental breakdown full of anxiety and dread and I really want to delet all my stuff. I constantly want to delete everything and I have to resist the urge. I feel I will eventually break. I am going to therapy for the first time next month but I don't know if that can save me. It feels like I'm trying to fill a hole that keeps getting bigger. I really want to delete all my accounts but I know I will regret it but I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this. My anxiety and dread is killing me today since my dad got out jail for something very bad and I don't even know if he's innocent. My step-dad is also very anxiety inducing and I almost harmed him last week but held back. Him and my mom are fighting but he's a very good Manipulator and he's trying to manipulate me too. I need help but no one can save me but myself. I don't know what to do. My therapist appointment is next month but it's hard to keep waiting since I should have went to one when I was little. I'm so mentally drained and confused constantly. Oh my god I don't know what to do. I don't want attention or fans at all but I want to be heard but it kills me knowing people might hear my stuff. Fuck

rotting_in_myhole

Hello! Thanks for stopping by.  I write songs in reaction to life, quite often my own, or the lives of those around me.  Sometimes my song tells me what I'm thinking before I've even realised myself.  
I hope there is something here that resonates with you, I'd be really delighted to hear your comments.  
I started writing and playing again in March 2015 after a break of about 20 years having realised that life is short and I'd better crack on! I self released my 9 track CD 'Your Life' in 2017 and have since written many songs which will eventually end up on a 2nd 'album'!  I’ve had a couple of radio plays on BBC Introducing and played at a few local singers nights, but I’m really blown away by this Soundcloud community,  there’s a treasure trove of real music on here and the support is really appreciated.  
March 2021 update I've been teaching myself keyboard and have found it an inspiration for song writing and so my more recent tracks are written and performed with the piano keyboard.  
First memory of being captured by Songwriting was sitting behind a sofa aged 10 at a party and discovering Carol King’s Tapestry and a turntable. Teenage years dominated by an obsession with David Bowie, his word craft, imagery, story telling and his example of being able to constantly reinvent himself and not be pigeonholed. 
All tracks are my own compositions and performances except extra rhythm guitar and percussion on ‘Doing Time’ which was Carl Hetherington. 
Most of the images I have used are my own original artwork.  I now have an Instagram page where I’ll be posting my art at rowenaartandmusic 

https://www.instagram.com/rowenaartandmusic 

Thanks for stopping by, it’s much appreciated.

Doing time

Rowena Simpson