Enregistré une nuit à Londres, in extremis,
 sur un superbe piano Grotrian Steinweg alors que s'annulaient toutes les séances d'enregistrement à cause de la déferlante Covid de mars 2020 ...
Calme et plénitude dans l'oeil de la tornade...
Pour en savoir plus sur Suzy voir la version guitares.

SUZY (Piano Version)

Guitar based rock song taken from the newly released album (dec 2021) 'Perspection'.
Words and music by John Hardman.

(p)(c)2021 -  Swamp Records UK/Swamp Music UK for all territories.
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https://johnhardmanmusic.com

Breaking The Habits - Beats Working

The original version of this song by The Infinity Chamber has an attractive and captivating Pink Floyd vibe to it. That beautiful, melancholic style is what drew me to the song from the beginning. The lyrics, both provocative and moving, still leave me wondering and imagining.

https://soundcloud.com/theinfinitychamber/the-delicate-art-of-reflection?si=00450f0a6093431ebffdc3c80daa0823&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

The song depicts a bedroom scene through the eyes of a man who starts to doubt his relationship, his life and life in general and tries to step away from it all. The brutally honest way in which this epiphany of gloom was put into words, generates unexpected sympathy and aversion at the same time. Once the sadness behind the lyrics sinks in, you are helplessly building sympathy for both characters in the scene and that final: “I went and got pissed”, doesn’t even sound mean anymore. It sounds like he deserves the relief.

I hope my version of it does the work justice.

The Delicate Art of Reflection

A Rock song with Indie and Pop elements, searching and heartfelt lyrics over a catchy groove and jangly guitars.

Travellers In Timing

How Like The Goddess

80s rock star(remastered)

Everytime I try

Whatever seems crumbling around you 
You may look around 
Looking for your friends 

Wọ́n ti fọ́n da gbè o 
Wọ́n ti sálọ
Ọwọ́ epo laráyé n bá ni lá
Know this and know peace absolutely 
You're gonna look up to Jehovah 
You're gonna be happy 
The landlady might have been knocking on your door 
Pay my money 
Maybe the children are crying daddy 
give us money 
Give us bread
Give us water 
Daddy and everything weigh you down
Never give up 
Look up to Jehovah 
Look up to Him
He will never abandon you
The joy of The Lord is your strength 
Ayọ̀Olúwa ni agbára mi

The joy of The Lord is my strength 
Ayọ̀Olúwa lagbára mi
Agbára gíga
I will rise above the worries 
Never worry 
I will rise above the troubles
Trouble will not weigh me down 
For The Joy of The Lord is my strength 
I will live my life to make Him happy 
Make The Lord happy everyday 
Heaven rejoice when sinners repent 
I will preach, Amen.
The joy of The Lord is your strength

The Joy Of The Lord

[Verse 1]
Every time I see you, Kylie, my world starts to spin,
You walk in slow motion, pull me right back in,
You say you love me, then you ghost me again,
You play your games, girl, it’s a beautiful sin.

I tried to move on but your shadow still stays,
Got me lost in your eyes like a neon maze,
You say “forever” then you fade away,
And I still fall for you anyway.

[Chorus]
Kylie, you swerve my heart like a midnight ride,
One look from you and I lose my mind,
You’re poison and honey at the same damn time,
Why can’t I let you go, can’t cut the line?
Kylie, you’re a bad gal, love gone wrong,
Still I’m addicted to your favorite song,
Heartbreak, romance, the same old crime,
Kylie, why you mess with my mind?

[Verse 2]
We fight, we make up, it’s a movie scene,
Love in slow motion, cruel and serene,
You kiss me soft, but your heart’s unclean,
You smile like an angel, but you reign like a queen.

You’re dancing on the edge, and I’m falling below,
Chasing your fire but it’s cold as snow,
Every time I leave, you pull me close,
This off-and-on love’s got me comatose.

[Chorus]
Kylie, you swerve my heart like a midnight ride,
One look from you and I lose my mind,
You’re poison and honey at the same damn time,
Why can’t I let you go, can’t cut the line?
Kylie, you’re a bad gal, love gone wrong,
Still I’m addicted to your favorite song,
Heartbreak, romance, the same old crime,
Kylie, why you mess with my mind?

[Verse 3]
I saw your name light up on his phone,
And suddenly the truth was shown,
You said it’s nothing, but your eyes betrayed,
All the little secrets you never said.

Still I crave your touch, I crave your kiss,
Every heartbreak leads me back to this,
You twist my soul, girl, it’s dangerous,
But I can’t stop loving your wickedness.

[Chorus]
Kylie, you swerve my heart like a midnight ride,
One look from you and I lose my mind,
You’re poison and honey at the same damn time,
Why can’t I let you go, can’t cut the line?
Kylie, you’re a bad gal, love gone wrong,
Still I’m addicted to your favorite song,
Heartbreak, romance, the same old crime,
Kylie, why you mess with my mind?

[Verse 4]
Now I’m staring at the city lights,
Thinking 'bout us, the endless fights,
You’re somewhere dancing through the night,
While I’m still bleeding from your bite.

But maybe heartbreak’s just the cost of love,
Falling for a girl I can’t get enough,
Kylie, you’re chaos from up above,
And I’m still trapped in your wicked love.

[Final Chorus]
Kylie, you swerve my heart like a midnight ride,
One look from you and I lose my mind,
You’re poison and honey at the same damn time,
Why can’t I let you go, can’t cut the line?
Kylie, you’re a bad gal, love gone wrong,
Still I’m addicted to your favorite song,
Heartbreak, romance, the same old crime,
Kylie, girl, you mess with my mind.


KYLIE 💔

I’ve got my problems; I’ll be glad to tell you, but I know you prob’bly don’t care.
I’ve got my choices - they’re out on the table. I have used my time, I’m well-prepared.
I’ve got my patience, but it’s getting thin now, and I’ve come to realize
I’ve got my truth on, - doesn’t seem to matter, truth is more uncomfortable than lies.
Give it time – give it room – let it rhyme – give it a tune.
It won’t make your problems go away; face it, they are prob’ly here to stay.
What the hell, let’s try it anyway – make it a song.

I’ve got delusions, but they’re not of grandeur, just that I might survive.
I’ve got a dream, but dreams are made of shadows. Dreams’ll never keep you alive.
I’ve got my plans now, maybe they will work, maybe they won’t work, and if that’s true,
That will not stop me, I’ll keep going on, maybe I’ll just add a verse or two.
Give it time – give it room – let it rhyme – give it a tune.
It won’t make your problems go away; face it, they are prob’ly here to stay.
What the hell, let’s try it anyway – make it a song.

Songs were meant for singing, that’s just what I’ll do.
Prob-l’y will keep singing when I’m dead.
If you find your lyrics, you can sing it too.
Might just get the tune stuck in your head.

I’ve got the stage set, players have been casted, cameras rolling, scripts prepared.
The critics love it, they all give it 5 stars. Don’t know why,that just makes me scared.
I’ve got my lyrics, meter, time and cadence, somehow I made it rhyme.
I’ve made arrangements, we’ll see how it plays out. Everybody says just give it time.
Give it time – give it room – let it rhyme – give it a tune.
It won’t make your problems go away; face it, they are prob’ly here to stay.
What the hell, let’s try it anyway – make it a song.

Make It a Song

Additional solo guitar by the great Roman "Romme" Keymer!

This song was orignally a Bob Dylan influenced acoustic song but while recording it became more like a Deep Purple rock song. That's my mistake, I take responsibility for it... Still there are references to Tombstone Blues and Blowing in the Wind that cannot be overheard. In this song the "How many" questions are a bit more desolate though: the son living in a gaming chair, the wife always searching for her antidepressants and the "me" person in the basement checking if the rope will hold. And when the sun stops glowing, everyone will die...

Lyrics:

How many days must I wait?
Before I can get through this gate
How many times must I fall?
Before I can walk

Noah’s in his gaming chair
Looking for a thrill
Betty’s in the bathroom
Looking for her pills

How many times can I lose?
Before it gets my way of winning
How many times can I choose for a new beginning?

Noah’s in his gaming chair
Looking for a thrill
I am checking the rope
Is it strong enough to kill?

What a mess I’m in
What a mess I’m in
Will I get my shit together?
Is it ever gonna end?
What a mess I’m in
What a mess I’m in
Somebody got to say
Will it ever go away?

How many vows can I break?
How many me’s can I fake?
How many faults can I make?
How much more can I take?

Noah’s in his gaming chair
Looking for a thrill
Betty’s in the bathroom
Looking for her pills

What a mess I’m in
What a mess I’m in
Will I get my shit together?
Is it ever gonna end?
What a mess I’m in
What a mess I’m in
Somebody please say
Will it never go away?

Solo

How much crap must I spout?
Before I’m counted out

Noah’s in his gaming chair
Looking for a thrill
I am checking the rope
Is it strong enough to kill?

What a mess I’m in
What a mess I’m in
What a mess I'm in
What a mess I'm in

How man riddles, how many whys
How many years will the human race survive?
The answer my friend, the answer, the answer is glowing in the sky

Cellar Aged Wines

How Many

How Many (with Roman Keymer)

I missed the moon landing.  I don't know how I managed to do it and I doubt it means anything, but it needed a song.  

Lyrics:
Everybody seems to say
They recall it, like it was yesterday
Incredible that it could happen at all
But I missed it, at least I don’t recall
How could it have happened
And somehow I never knew
Everybody says they knew it was coming
I guess I must have had something better to do

I was working at the time
I didn't see   
How important it would turn out to be
They say the whole world
Stopped to stare   
Wherever I was meant to be I wasn’t there     

Everybody says they saw it
That’s what they all claim
But if you ask them to describe it
Nobody’s answer is quite the same
Was it July or September
Nobody seems to remember
But they tell me they showed it on TV
And it was really something to see

I was working at the time
I didn't see   
How important it would turn out to be
They say the whole world
Stopped to stare   
Wherever I was meant to be I wasn’t there     

I like to say it was work
But maybe it was play
Could be I just didn’t know
That there was something going down that day
Maybe I was still asleep
That could explain a lot
I slept a lot that week
On the other hand I might have simply forgot

If I lied and said I saw it
What kind of difference would it make
Would they welcome me with open arms
And say there must have been a mistake
Or would there still be some other thing
How I look or maybe what I believe
Would they still have some sort of trouble with me
If I thought that things’d change would that be naive

Cus when I say I wasn’t there on that day
They give me a look and then walk away
A community’s defined by things that we share
I’m going to be on the outside ‘cause I wasn’t there
Did it matter at all - no way I’ll ever know
It was simply something that I didn’t see
But over time the fact that I missed it
Began to matter to me  

I was working at the time
I didn't see   
How important it would turn out to be
They say the whole world
Stopped to stare   
Wherever I was meant to be I wasn’t there     

And over time something that I didn’t see
Became important to me

Working At The Time

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

Make It a Song

Scott Orr

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