En pensant à Alain Glauser dans un moment particulier. La mort ravie ceux que nous chérissons. Mais avant la vie m'a fait vous rencontrer et j'en ai été ravie. Vous êtes cher à mon coeur et vous allez me manquer. Sauf dans mon imaginaire que vous ne cesserez d'inspirer.

Alain Glauser

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H-Friday Train

"Stir It Up" is a song composed by Bob Marley in 1967 and first recorded by the group Bob Marley and the Wailers that year and issued as a single.

"Just My Imagination (Running Away with Me)" is a song by American soul group The Temptations, written by Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong.

This is a Cover song I created, Combining the two songs. All of my cover songs are just for fun, and not monetized. I hope you enjoy, I had a lot of fun creating this one! Recorded using Audacity and Blue USB mic. Thanks for listening! I really Appreciate your support!

Robert Brogan

Stir it up and Just my Imagination Cover

Paco and I had some fun recently on a little collab that produced “Hot Seville Night” (https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/hot-seville-night), a homage to Paco's beloved home city.  So I was absolutely delighted when he pinged me a message saying he'd just completed a composition he had started several years ago, a soft melody about memories and deciphering life's routines and had felt moved to name it “My Days in Eydon” - Eydon (pronounced “eden”) being the village in England where I live.  He wondered if I might be interested in adding some words to it.  

I have now returned the hand that I bit off.

If Seville is about a beautiful, classic, historic cityscape of warmth, families, blossom scents, superb cuisine, tapas bars, flamenco, great famous parks and the intense joy of life, Eydon is about the past; a tiny, heavily distilled microcosm of English history perched on a hill in idyllic rolling countryside.  It's slap bang in the middle of England, a village built mainly of local golden brown ironstone cottages - no shops, no school, no post office, no bus service, one pub, one church (we like a moral balance...). We have the old parsonage, the great manor house and, of course, a cricket pitch.  We ring the (6) church bells, we Morris Dance and on boxing day we re-enact ancient "mummers" plays depicting the crusades.  Some families have been here for many, many generations.  In fact there have been people here continuously since the bronze age, there are iron age settlements, medieval earthworks, the Romans marched through here, the church dates from Norman times, the English Civil War raged here, the high street has burnt down twice (!!),  the mad Victorians criss crossed the area with railways and canals, Winston Churchill had his horse shod in BlackSmith's Lane just before WW1, our village green still has the old wooden “stocks” whose last occupant was a soldier freshly returned from the Napoleonic wars who rather disturbed the peace after a couple of beers too many...the place oozes the past and everywhere it is whispering, ever so gently, to the present.  

We hope you enjoy listening to “My Days in Eydon” as much as we enjoyed making it.

On a personal note, thank you, Paco, for this musical gift and the kind offer to work with you again.  I always learn a lot, and cherish the experience.

Hear more of Paco's wonderful music here:  https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo
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My Days in Eydon

Ghosts
Float through my mind
Souls from ancient times
Speaking in their song of bones
Through tombstone telephones
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering

Stones
Spangled with iron
In perpetual denial
Of earthly ticks and tocks
Doing time in village stocks
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering
…..........they're whispering.... now....

Earth
Soft as the bells
Old hands forged them well
When you can smell the time
And hear the fires shine
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering

Ghosts
Float through my mind
Souls from ancient times
Speaking in their song of bones
Through tombstone telephones
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering
…..........they're whispering.... 
…..............but the whispering …..is mine.....
…...................it's all mine....

My Days In Eydon

Re-imagining of song written by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart in 1937.
Happy Valentine's Day...

Valentine's Strange Desire

A song written by my son, Jack @ 12 years old… he produced it.. I put my drums and percussion..,and edited it to my take… my first collaboration! From  3 years ago!!

Freedom - F1R3 / K2 and the Three

Unlikely

Unlikely Story

Wild frenzied flute solo - as can occasionally happen when warming up before a 'first take'....just had to keep it..glad I pressed record!
Flutezilla was born!

FLUTEZILLA

Hi folks, just a quick favour to ask, Could you check out my YouTube channel and subscribe? I've recently been revamping my older releases so it would be cool if you could. I'd be most grateful :)

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The Eyes Were Blind

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