Name: Illuminate by Sal
Duration: 2 min 56 s
Description: Not finished but hey here’s some thing different for you

Percussion Mantra - Open Collab

Not finished but hey here’s some thing different for you

Illuminate

Words and music K.Gennery
image not my own

Best not dare go near your mind
you won't be held responsible
for the darkness that we may find
guess that makes you unsavable

Sway and swagger don't really matter
cause I believed in you

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

Immerse yourself in pityfull play
I don't understand you at all
guess youve always been that way
set up the height then nudge us to fall

Prim and proper don't really matter
cause I believed in you

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

Everything I said and done made no difference at all
All the things I tried to do, could not get through to you
you shut out the voices you'd hear
except for the ones in your head I tried my best.

Something's cooking in your kitchen
I can taste and feel the heat
noise erupting plates go crashing
flooded water under your slippery feet

somethings cooking

Earth

Arctic Dreams

I recently renovated this one. An instrumental, with moments where you can tap along, and slower reflective moments. It signifies the ebb and flow of a workday. So I named it Working Day!

Working Day

A song that touches on the realm of mental health and how we need to help break down the defence of such a powerful illness. It’s not a box to tick or a problem to solve its far more complicated than that. 
If theirs someone we love or just someone we know or even a complete stranger just shine a little light into there corner. This will let them now they are not alone and we are here to talk and help. 
The song as been recorded with live instruments remotely and me and Sarge  we would like to thank the musicians who got involved.
Sarge as produced, played several instrumentals and liaised with the other musicians to make this happen. Enjoy

Darkest Corner ~ Under This Sun _

This is an original love song that recalls such a vivid passion that he temps fate by dare asking if all these years later it could be reignited. Despite all odds, he ponders the seemingly impossible.

Lyrics:    Like We Could by Craig Durgy

I’m sure we can’t recall, the name of that motel
Where we parked our cars and hugged so hard we, 
Nearly fell
Like first time teenage fool-arounds we, 
Unlocked that door
And our summer duds went flying to the floor

And I loved you like no other, ‘cause I could
Never love another, the way we would
And I’d go back to that day with you, when it felt so good
Would you kiss me now, as if we really could
Can you understand, what we understood
And felt so good, like we could

The sun just melted all our cares, that distant day
But the bluegrass bands, like sonic fans just, 
Blew the sweat away
And I held you by your cut-off jeans like, 
Somewhere deep I knew
That loving you was too good to be true

And I loved you like no other, ‘cause I could
Never love another, the way we would
And I’d go back to that day with you, when it felt so good
Would you kiss me now, as if you really could
Can you understand, what we understood
And felt so good, like we could

Like We Could

with the congregation on acoustic bass
Recorded at fredrick street studios and bowling alley

Them’s the breaks 

Without a doubt I understand 
I figured out what life intends
Would hope seem sweeter 
Would fate feel fair
To rob Peter
With no Paul to care

Without a doubt I understand 
I figured out what life demands 
It ain’t money 
And class is lame
What it is
You get to name

Them’s the breaks
The horse you saddle
Like a snake without a rattle
Dropping down from the sky
Like an anvil
You’re up yer life
Without a paddle 

Take what we want 
Not what we need
Steal a glacier for just a drink
Sell them rope when they sink
Screw the others
We’re taught to think

them's the breaks w/ the congregation

Another low-fi recording from around 2014, although the song itself was written in 2001 as a reaction to the collapse of the World Trade Center. Quite what my lyrics have to do with that terrible day, I'm not too sure now, but I like the track, so here it is. 

Lyrics
Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Fear and consternation baby
Are gripping this fine, fine land
No one dares to watch the TV  
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Oh Fat Betty caught the night train
Though it wasn’t even in her plan
They found her dead inside the train wreck
Holding onto somebody’s hand

I saw you shy, I saw you try to hide
I saw you hesitate, unable to decide …  
To come inside … please come inside

Traffic lights are changing daily
Up and down this fine, fine land
But there’s no one crossing over
‘less they’re holding somebody’s hand

Music & lyrics: Michael Sellers
Vocal, instrumentation & musical arrangement: Michael Sellers
Production: Eduardo Fortuny
Cover photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash
Cover design: Michael Sellers

Photo by Miguel Bruna on Unsplash

Long Time Coming

Somebody's Hand

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https://open.spotify.com/user/saldeano?si=5Ffl-Ik3Rsicg2wEzQ5-tg

Write play and produce, for fun, hope you have time for a listen and enjoy what I’ve put out there 😎
Looking forward to hearing everyone else too

Illuminate

Sal

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