Name: Desperado by Randy Souviney
Duration: 3 min 32 s
Description: This one's for you Gary...we'll always be up there holding Tango's reins.

I have too much love for this song, and your performance is great!

I disagree with some of you, it's the CHARACTER singing; Great Version with Character voice!

Thanks for listening Jesus and Lynda. I truly appreciate your comments and support. 

This one's for you Gary...we'll always be up there holding Tango's reins.

Desperado

Sometimes a song needs a special touch to bring it to its full potential and Finn  once again has transformed this very average little ugly Duckling song into a beautiful elegant White Swan  and lifted it to a height that only he can with his amazing vocal & production talents. Listen to more of Finns Songs https://soundcloud.com/finn_eces?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
The song is about an ordinary Guy, could be you and I, He has no wings, he's good and he's bad, he's human not an Angel but when you need someone he is the one who is there for you in your hour of need and always will be , because he's  Solid. He's your friend . 
Thank you Finn. 

Written by : Johnny Mc Farlane 
Performed & arranged by : Finn eces

Ordinary Guy : Featuring Finn Eces

This is my song for Máire and for you. It doesn't really need much explanation. So, give it a listen and see what you think.

Written and performed by: Stephen Mc Bride 
Produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane

The Path

The Path was written by my good friend Stephen who lost his wife and best friend Máire 4 years ago.
It is a beautiful and very personal song that portrays the path that Stephen takes every week as he
makes his journey to visit Máire.
I am truly honoured that Stephen asked me to help him record and produce this beautiful song in
Máire’s memory.
Stephen can be found at https://on.soundcloud.com/HWahF
I would like to ask you to drop over to Stephen’s page and comment on his song, as he has only just
started on SoundCloud. He goes under the name of “Mouse”.

Song written by : Stephen Mc Bride https://on.soundcloud.com/HWahF
Ukulele &amp; Vocals : Stephen Mc Bride
Production : Johnny Mc Farlane
2023 ©℗

My song is about the great figure of Brendan Behan, an Irish writer. I composed the text first, after reading all his books. I wanted to combine the acoustic sound of the Irish tradition with the electric sound because Brendan was definitely a Rock and Roll character. Brendan Boy is the first song of my brand new 5-piece EP available now on all streaming platforms: Spotify, Apple Music etc….please share and leave a comment! ciao from Italy. Ale   CHECK OUT AND SUBSCRIBE MY YOU TUBE CHANNEL: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQMmQZkVAOduoNsMoMqY7Kw

BRENDAN BOY

Have you ever been in a crowded Room and yet felt so totally alone. This song is about not being perfect, not being the best at anything and wishing a particular person that you really like and admire would just once see you. 
"See me"  is dedicated to all us Less than amazing people who are mostly invisible to the movers and shakers of todays high achieving societies, we   just want to be seen.
Written and performed by : Johnny Mc Farlane 2023   Lyrics below 


See Me 
 I’m not a perfect man in Anyway, I’m not 6 foot tall and I can’t play. 
Basketball or Baseball or football or any type of Ball 
In fact, I don’t pay any sport at all. 
I’m the star that broke the Camel’s back. 
I’m a boomerang that won’t come back. 
I’m a song that’s lost it Melody. 
I’m a symphony without a key.
I’m a raindrop that won’t leave the sky. 
I’m a teardrop that just won’t cry. 
I’m a stubborn mule that just won’t go. 
I’m a snowflake and I don’t want to Snow. 

Chorus 
But there’s a light that shines in everyone. 
Its there for all the world to see. 
Well, I found my light and its as bright as it can be. 
I don’t care about the world I only want you to see me, see me. 

I’m an Eagle who won’t hit the Sky.
I’m afraid of heights I don't want to fly.
I’m a star that just won’t shine. 
And I can only count to 9. 

I pass you every single day. 
You always look the other way. 
But I live and pray that maybe you’ll look my way. 

And I believe that there’s a light inside of everyone. 
Its there for all the world to see. 
Well, I found my light and its as bright as it can be. 
I don’t care about the world I only want you to see me, see me. 
To see me , To see me 

They say that sticks and stones will break your bones 
But Love will only break your heart 
Oh God how true this is , if only you could see 
If only you would look my way and see me 

Well  I believe that there’s a light inside of everyone. 
Its there for all the world to see. 
Well, I found my light and its as bright as it can be. 
I don’t care about the world I only want you to see me, see me. 
To see me , To see me

See Me

SAINT PATRICK AND OISIN, SO POETRY TELLS US, ARGUED ON THE MATTER OF THE PURITY OF THE SOUNDS OF NATURE AS AGAINST THE SWEETNESS OF MUSICAL COMPOSITION....THIS IS THE STARTING POINT FROM MY NEW REINTERPRETATION OF THIS BEAUTIFUL TRADITIONAL TUNE. ENJOY MY UILLEANN PIPES SOLO!! SHARE AND COMMENTS IF YOU LIKE, CIAO
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MAY MORNING DEW

Cover sculpture "Three Peas in a Pod" by Braydan Tang.

Blacksmith Boy

A post Christmas Lament.
 Another woman died in a Doorway on our busy shopping streets over the Christmas period. She was an Irish woman from Cork in this instance. There are so many homeless people in our city streets, and I observed that almost all the sheltered Shop fronts in the city have people sleeping rough every night. The frost has set in and the nights are bitterly cold and my heart goes out to all those poor people who have to sleep rough. This song is in Memory of the woman who died in Cork , Ireland. May she rest in Peace. 

In my song  “ Cold doorway Bed “ I have created a fictious woman called “ Tana “ who comes from a war torn Eastern European country and who has ended up sleeping rough. Her husband and Children have been killed and she has fled for her life but ends up sleeping in a doorway on Christmas day. I am trying to draw a comparison between the overindulgence that happens over the Christmas period and the plight of Refugees and homeless people in our societies. Christmas should be a Joyous occasion for us all, the birthday of our Savior compared to the death of a homeless person. I want to bring home this Tragedy in full living Colour for us all to see the reality of homelessness for thousands of people in every country across our planet. 

Johnny Mc Farlane 


Cold Doorway Bed .

She sleeps in a doorway, No crib for her Bed.
No bright light of Silver shone around her head.
She lies in the Cold, the rain, and the Snow. 
All alone in this world she has nowhere to go.

As the bells ring for Christmas, she makes up her bed.
Wet cardboard beneath her, a coat for her head.
As the Cold winter wind cuts her to the bone.
She cries in the nighttime and feels so alone.

As She Cries in the Night,
she prays for a light. 
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light didn’t come.
and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lay in the doorway she drifted away.
She dreamt of her life in a happier day. 
Back When she was a mother.
Back when she was a wife.
Back when she had a family.
 back when she had a life.

But this war rages on and it’s taken them all.
Her Husband, her Children.
But she can still hear them Call.
Still sees their faces when she closes her eyes.
She can still feel their kisses and she still hear their cries.

As She Cries in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.

As she lies in the Doorway 
Her Eyes fill with Tears.
She recalls her Loved ones.
It been so many sad years.
Since she’s held them and kissed them.
Since they all went away. 
As she closed her eyes.
She starts to Pray.

As She Prays in the Night, she prays for a light.
That will save her and take her back home.
But that light never comes, and she sleeps in the doorway alone.





She never woke up, They found her Body next day.
Rigid and cold she blocked the Shop Doorway.
A crowd gathered round to look and to stare. 
The shop wasn’t open that was their only care 
And as the church bells did rang and the Caroler's did sing.
For that poor homeless woman not 1 bell did ring.
Not 1 prayer was said , Not 1 tear was shed.
She died all alone in a cold Doorway Bed.

Cold Doorway Bed

I wrote this song for my son who went to Australia a while back. Before he went we went camping and surfing over to the west of Ireland to the Maharees, beautiful place. We camped in the dunes, lit a camp fire, cooked burgers, drank beer and later we lay on our backs watching the stars. The sun when it sets in the West of Ireland is Golden as it sinks into the sea. I am comparing the Golden Sun to my Golden son. 
Beautiful Memory in Song. 

This is a remix.

Golden Son

TWO TRADITIONAL JIGS WITH TWO CRAZY NAMES: "OLD HAG, YOU KILLED ME!" AND "WHEN THE COCK CROWS IT IS DAY". ENJOY MY UILLEANN PIPES!! PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT AND SHARE IF YOU LIKE. ALL THE BEST, CIAO CIAO
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Desperado

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