Great groove! Wonderful vocal performance and mix!

Well done!! Beautiful work from you both!

love the lyrics and the tone of this voice!! Big like!

Much as a soldier enlisted in the American Earthman's army is called a "G.I.," an enlisted spaceman in Her Majesty's Space Navy is called "Dumaflagee." According to Her Majesty's Bureau of Linguistics, the word has been used for centuries to mean "what's his face?" Her Majesty's Board of Distinguished Experts on Musicology have established that "Dumaflagee's Lament" is a traditional spaceman's tune, sung by spaceman for the last three centuries. I present this rendition for the study of sympathetic Earthmen who yearn to traverse the vast expanse of the Universe.

Composed and performed by Admiral Krank. Drums by Mo Sheen.

Bravo and The Cosmonauts

Dumaflagee's Lament

Lightning Strikes  (featuring Jussi Welin)

Ruby Road - Dance On My Own
Lyrics and voice by Mira @ruby-road
Music and production by @vasiliy-vaskeez

Ruby Road - Dance On My Own

Foolscap Heart appears on the e.p. Daydream Nostalgia which can be downloaded free from Bandcamp.

https://theaffectionatepunch.bandcamp.com/album/daydream-nostalgia-e-p

Video: https://youtu.be/NiN1XJHV2NQ

Daydream Nostalgia

Foolscap Heart

Glamour Luxury Beauty

Spoken samples taken from Negin Mirsalehi's vlog post:
https://youtu.be/hZsaBz4no3A

Monday In Paris

She had read the ancient runes in the temple.. 
"FROM HIS KISS INTO HER VEINS,
THE POISON  WILL FLOW, 
AND WHILE HIS LOVE SHE DRINKS,
HER FATE SHE WILL MEET"..

Her eyes into his eyes, she drank his kiss as if it were wine.. 
And wrapped in his loving arms, she danced with Death..

Played/improvised live on Waldorf Blofeld, 
Oberheim MC2000 as master keyboard..
Fingers, heart and nerves..
But no foot on the sustain pedal..

ThP - Le Poison - 20-07-09 - Waldorf Blofeld

With huge respect to Freddie King & Magic Sam!
Hope you enjoy this!
Thanks for listening.

San-Ho-Zay (Freddie King cover) [for stereo]

Run, Rivas, Run
https://soundcloud.com/nickrdavies
Jimmy stood upright, stomach sucked slightly concave, lips gently pursed as he admired his full length reflection in the hallway of the Woodlands Hotel. He had treated himself to a new, snug running jersey, matching shorts and trainers. He looked briefly left and right, checking he wasn't observed and adjusted the inner-liner elastic around his groin, which had snagged and ridden up into a pinching diagonal. He dipped into four deep squats, and then shadow boxed in the mirror, finishing a combination with a looping right hook, which overbalanced him slightly and tweaked his ankle. He adjusted the elastic again...front and back this time.

"More comfortable, Sir?"
Jimmy let out a yelp and reddened a little. He turned sharply to see a large, flamboyantly dressed older lady, in a pink and gold lamé shellsuit, a huge meringue of peroxide hair, scarlet-lipped and navy eye-shadowed.

"See ya out there Sonny" she said as she shimmered past and broke into a lumbering trot out of the main entrance and into the woods.

Jimmy set his stopwatch, retied his laces, screwed his earphones into his ears and set off. There was only one route into the woods. Jimmy intended quickly accelerating past Liberace's Mum and running hard in the pure woodland air. He powered through the first 300 yards and saw her vanishing around a bend in the road. She looked rather like an ice cream sundae from behind he though, then told himself not to be unkind and took the opportunity to break wind sharply whilst undetected.

As he leaned into the bend, travelling at impressive velocity, he looked up and she was gone.. he squinted into the distance and saw nothing..another bend maybe 200 yards away.. looked around..nothing.

He glanced at his watch..pulse was high, good pace. Settled into a steady rhythm..gouged again at his elastic. Time to appreciate the air, the pine scent, the peaceful, creaking, whispering trees. The hypnotic percussion of footstrike...Jeez..there she is! Shuffling and galumphing in the distance..how the..?

She disappeared around another bend. Jimmy's knees and elbows pumped higher and harder. Cut into the bend..relieved to see her, drew up alongside her, quietened his breathing a little, touched the peak of his hat as he passed

"Those shorts nipping, Sonny?"

Jimmy muttered to himself, irritated and a little embarrassed. He waited until she was out of sight, double checked and gave a savage yank at the elastic, both hands, at the front.

The next couple of miles were uneventful, save for the frequent need for adjustment and the cumulative effect of the sawing elastic against tender intimates. The last quarter mile and Jimmy discovered that slight bowleggedness gave some relief. A sign for the Hotel..the facade comes into view, then..she's there! Same four-inch lollop, turkey-winged elbows.. How? Impossible! A final, orchid-rasping sprint but he couldn't catch her.

Wheezing like a quarry cat, Jimmy went to the Reception Desk for his room key. The kindly gent, rosy-cheeked and twinkly eyed..like a shaved Santa..

"Nice run Sir?"
Jimmy nodded, too out of puff to answer
"Been out with the triplets, eh?"
Jimmy looked at him, bemused. He was looking into the bar room
Three identical versions each held up a cocktail glass and winked in unison.

Jimmy touched the peak of his hat, and could only smile
He looked back at the Receptionist

"Forgive me Sir, but I think you may have put your shorts on back to front"
Jimmy felt behind him and touched a drawstring.

"Will Sir require some talcum powder?"
Jimmy nodded minutely and took the elevator..the stairs, he was certain, would have drawn blood

24/Septenber/2020

Mossy Oak (EXCELLENT TEXT BY NICK DAVIES)

«Montmartre». Op.86.

Martin Hirsch is a collaborator friend of mine on SC he asked if I could compose a song for a family member who has been diagnosed with a terrible disease.
She is only sixteen and has been given a 50/50 chance.
I was taken by his grief for this young girl and I was honored that he asked me to compose a song for her.
My thought's prayers and well wishes are with his family and Christine.

11/November/2020

Christine (Lyrics by Martin Hirsch)

Let me explain...

This quote of an early natural law somewhere says that when one person is thoroughly in love with another, the other must unavoidably be smitten as well. Francesca’s words in Dante’s Inferno are: “Amor ch’a null’amato amar perdona.” In effect, she is saying: “Love, which exempts none of the loved from loving in return.” She means that if you love someone, you must wait and be hopeful that love will give back to you. Love, which, when one is loved, does not allow that it be refused. But, it may mean to wait forever. And the hesitation of uncertainty in waiting is painful and heart-wrenching.

Another wide-ranging account of Dante’s verse could be: “Love is a strong, unreasonable power outside natural and human laws, which allows one to love another against all odds”. Then again, none other than Shakespeare wrote; “Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds or bends with the remover to remove.” Maybe that captures this sentiment in another way equally just as well. 

Notes for this track:
Harry Verheijen @Hverheij – original music composition & arrangement – performance: guitar.
Female vocalist: Fran. - This is an especially connecting choice, given the source from Dante.

“Amor ch'a null'amato amar perdona” by Hverheij (c) 2020

Amor ch'a null'amato amar perdona

Amor ch'a null'amato amar perdona - Hverheij with Fran

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