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"As a guitarist/composer, Barrios is the best of the lot, regardless of era. His music is better formed, it's more poetic, it's more everything! And it's more of all those things in a timeless way." (John Williams)

"Oeps!" (Bas Kooman a few times during recording - inwardly)

Choro da saudade (Agustín Barrios Mangoré 1885-1944)

My collaboration with Dirk Maassen. A beautiful Dirk piano piece, to which I added the rest of the instrumentation. A pleasure for me to work with an artist like him. Taken from him latest album "Junischnee". You can download the album at this link:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/junischnee-snow-in-june/id681418165

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Piano: Dirk Maassen
Vicente Bueso: Keyboards.

Spiraling (with Dirk Maassen)

"Sahara"

Taken from the forthcoming EP "Without/Within", to be released in the UK and Europe on 28th October 2013 on Communion Records.

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Bear's Den are on tour in November 2013, check www.bearsdenmusic.co.uk for dates

Without/Within

Sahara, Pt. I

River of Souls is the third enchantment from the hat of Tim Cohen (The Fresh and Onlys) and his band, Magic Trick. Picking up from where he left us with Ruler of the Night (Hardly Art), Cohen brings us ten new intimate tracks, polished as yet unseen. Recorded in The Tree House, his attic studio, River of Souls whirls with parables of change amidst emotional flotsam and jetsam. Insecurities, sarcasm, escapism, optimism, vanity, honesty, and bona fide love... it is all there, but in comforting form. Tim's well-skewed pop songs remind us that things can always be better, but also that what we have is pretty amazing. 

River of Souls signals a new approach for Magic Trick. As in The Fresh and Onlys, Tim has begun to distinguish his muses from those of the foggy San Francisco lo-fi movement that he helped to shape. Mixed at Lucky Cat Studios with Phil Manley and mastered by Paul Oldham, this album exudes presence and confidence. Now, more than ever, the vocals break through the clouds, and the mix champions the artistry in each player's performance. Tim's baritone spars with angelic female chants (Noelle Cahill and Alicia Vanden Heuvel) over the crisp unmistakable pulse of James Kim's drums, and the melodic drive of Alicia's bass throughout. San Francisco's gifted guitar workhorse, Tom Heyman, channels Mark Knopfler; one-man metal mystery, Steve Peacock, brings the right kind of shred; and Marc Cappelle's horns retort the melodies, as Tim jettisons his woes upriver. It is clear with each downbeat the band has honed its language and perfected its chemistry. 

Change permeates this record, but Tim Cohen diehards need not fear. The songs on this album are classic Tim Cohen jams through and through. Still present are the first-thought-best-thought off-the-cuff style and the genre-spanning I-can't-quite-pinpoint-who-this-reminds-me-of assimilation of influences. Still here are the heartbreaking nonsense and the litany of brilliant guest appearances. River of Souls begins with an invitation to "Come Inside". The songs stick with you from that point forward, and what's more... the record ends before you are ready to leave the party. Altogether, this album makes it clear that there is not a man more worthy of thee Muses than Tim Cohen. 

Keeping with tradition, the LP version is presented in a classic tip-on sleeve featuring artwork by Kevin Earl Taylor. The first 500 copies come in half-red and half-blue vinyl. 

Magic Trick - Come Inside

Watch the VIDEO for the song here - http://youtu.be/L_jCubglck0

There's a party in your brain, 
no one is invited and no one ever came, 
what is going on? 
what on earth is going on in there? 

There's magic in your feet. 
Diamonds in your feet, wolves in your eyes, 
Wait for the surprise, wait for the big surprise. 

Hey Louis Louis don't bite me, 

Tough to be a genius, 
tough to be a man, 
tough to be a horse, 
tough to be a frog 
tough to be a football 
tough to be alive 

You're not getting wiser, 
you're not getting smarter, 
but you're sure getting bolder, 
oh what a love 
what a love for the shoulders 

A psychoanalysts dream 
you gotta lie down, 
tell them what it means 
maybe they can work it out 
maybe no one can work you out 

Always carry snacks, 
save your fellow man 
from your crazy mouth attacks , 
oh louis we all get hungry 

Hey Louis Louis don't bite me 


Hey Luis Don't Bite Me

From the album, 'South Wind,Clear Sky,' out now on Second Language Music.  www.secondlanguagemusic.com

Perhaps still most widely recognised for Dreaming With Alice, his 1972 psych-folk debut for RCA Italy as a 19-year-old art student-troubadour, Mark Fry has been turning his creative gaze on the world, and alchemising its elements into shimmering, quietly visionary works of art, ever since. Certainly not an artist who dances to the music of time in any conventional sense, Mark, a respected, and collected, painter, most often to be found holed up in his Normandy farmhouse studio, allowed more than three decades to glide by before recording Alice’s follow up, 2008’s Shooting The Moon. His subsequent musical activity has been frenetic by comparison.

Mark’s beguiling, Arcadian-flavoured 2011 Second Language album, I Lived In Trees, recorded in collaboration with The A. Lords – musicians from a more recent generation of psychedelic-folk experimenters – proved a major critical hit, demonstrating that Mark Fry’s musical stock lay not only in the Paisley-hued haze of his Aquarian Age youth, but also in the full glare of the postmodern, internet-facilitated present. A series of concerts in Japan and Scandinavia, and a widely reported ‘supergroup’ London showcase, featuring members of Mercury Rev, Super Furry Animals, Tunng and Lemon Jelly, further evinced the subtle but inexorable diffusion of the Mark Fry legend, something abetted by BBC Radio 4’s Today programme airing an interview with Mark in the wake of Trees’ release.

All of which brings us to Mark Fry’s latest, most exquisitely realised musical offering to date, South Wind, Clear Sky. Sung with that now familiar alloy of cool restraint and wondering innocence, and passingly reminiscent of the kind of English pastoralism associated with the likes of Kevin Ayers or Bill Fay, the album’s leanly arranged yet immersive songs are propelled by Mark’s glinting, plangent guitars and deliciously embroidered by John Parker’s double bass, Angèle David-Guillou’s piano and backing vocals and Katie Lang’s French horn, all bound together by producer Guy Fixsen (My Bloody Valentine, Stereolab) into a delightfully iridescent whole. For all its finely honed arrangements, and the translucence of its recording, South Wind, Clear Sky is still very much the work of the man who made Dreaming With Alice; the mature Mark Fry’s feeling for wonderment and magic, for the dreamlike and the innocently surreal, is just as pervasive, and persuasive here, only more focused, and etched against a more luminous, even heavenly canvas.

Where the lyrics on his last album found Mark reaching up through the summer branches toward an azure sky, here that celestial dimension provides the focus for eight shimmering chamber-folk essays whose wistful narratives of flight and fancy and empyrean romance purr and soar with a stately grace, like the ‘Aeroplanes’ of the album’s richly melodic opening track.


Mark Fry - Aeroplanes

From the album 'Don't Let The World See Your Love', available now!

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“...a breezy style reminiscent of the moody pop-folk of Nick
Drake.” - Twang Nation

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Spencer Burton - A Body Is All She Ever Let Me Hold

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Killer Killer

The Hillary Reynolds Band invites listeners into a transcendent folk experience. The quintet charms with campfire congeniality, classic songs, and an astounding soulful and technical grasp of Americana.

Honey Come Home

From Larkin Poe's first full-length album, "KIN"

Larkin Poe - Crown Of Fire

Lyrics....

I know this comes, at a price
And I'll pay my dues, I wont think twice,
Because I hear secrets in he sound,
Whispers winding ways I am bound

And its worth it darlin', cause it makes me feel like I'm
running the river and turning the wheel
And I know this, I know this is real
I know this I know this is, For real

Breadcrumbs on my trail
They lead the way, but often they fail
And it hurts my sweet loving man
And he knows all that I am.

And its worth it darlin', cause it makes me feel like I'm
running the river and turning the wheel
And I know this, I know this is real
I know this I know this is, For real



For Real

This song comes from the Chadwick Stokes album, The Horse Comanche, out now on Ruff Shod / Thirty Tigers.

Get more info about Chadwick Stokes and this new album at:
www.chadwickstokes.com
www.facebook.com/chicoreestokes

Lyrics:
Johnny was a chameleon when it was predominantly shrapnel, shrapnel from the chapel of the Katman
Johnny kiss the groom and go join the killing while Britain is watching her Watson
Headed down to Tianamon but had tarry enough time, shoulda listened to the world turn
Told me that the cheaters are watching scratch ticket Jesus insulting the sultan

But we got an offer to lessen the lesson learned, like kissing cousins kissing out of turn
But if you gonna play you gotta play the party lines
We gon’ take back this town if it takes us all, hey kid you look you could be found
But for the moment we are the fault line

I mind that our time is still marked by the grains of intolerance
It’s our lives, our fight til we done, til we done, til we done, til we done

In the United States of discrimination the schools feed into the prison
The corporations are more powerful than the government
Give the teachers a banker’s salary and see how that goes
See if we farm our land again, Kilanmanjaro it snows
You sleep in your Egyptian linen 500 count thread what’s the count on the dead
We are the eye of the needle, we fixing to mend this quilt of lies that’s ripped up on our bed
We coming in quick and we got Angela Davis on our lips and Mandela in our head

We got an offer to lessen the lesson learned, like kissing cousins kissing out of turn
But if you gonna play you gotta play the party lines
We gon’ take back this town if it takes us all, hey kid you look you could be found
But for the moment we are the fault line

I mind that our time is still marked by the grains of intolerance
It’s our lives, our fight til we done, til we done, til we done, til we done

Ay, I lost my religion along with my innocence
Our lives our time til we done, til we done, til we done, til we done, til we done, done, done, done, done, done, done

Well at least she got her body, and he’s a boy named Sue
The Federales sure ain’t no expert on love, why would we listen to you
Well at least we got our bodies, we all a boy named Sue
And we’ll fight til it’s done, til the borders are run, where there’s gardens not guns, life is anew 

It was a fight night and the prize fighter cut like in a knife fight, it was all over the highlights when he got hit by a hard right, he saw stars like lightbright couldn’t see any sightline, started his skydive from the highlife, like Pele plain highlight, shoulding m’aide to his hayday, in the pell-mell of the melee, his corner was getting a payday needed Thompson from My Lai, turn his guns his own guys, but it wasn’t Maltofs and Mai Thais, just AKs and white lies, tell Mount Sinai to believe in I and I and you and you, not an eye for an eye and I ain’t eyeing the cap on your tooth but then again I ain’t debating and standing in your shoes, I’m just trying to figure out which Golden Rule I should choose, we getting high sided by the tie guys, white color crime pays just look at the bylines, if you believe in anything believe in occupy, cause it’s a richman’s world and we getting off the sidelines

I mind that our time is still marked by the grains of intolerance
It’s our lives, our fight til we done, til we done, til we done, til we done

I might let the gallery down but there are people by the thousands outside – and we are just getting by
I might, might let the gallery down, depending on how many votes did you buy

Our Lives Our Time

A.O.

STORY BOOKS - Peregrine

02 Nothing Short Of Thankful

Old No. 7 - The Devil Makes Three

Taken from the new EP 'Too Much A Hunter' released April 29th via Communion Records

https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/too-much-a-hunter-ep/id627529476

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STORY BOOKS - Simple Kids

'Scenes from the four seasons' is a collection of unreleased tracks and b-sides from 2012, running through the four seasons and stopping at some intimate moments in Winter, a tranquil evening in Autumn, two seaside scenes between Spring and Summer. 

I decided to have all these tracks together in this collection not only because of the common theme, but above all because, when I started working on my first modern classical album, that will be released later this year, I didn't want to left all these works incomplete, even if they were mostly expression of ideas and style still imperfect and evolving.

However I'm sure you'll find a moment of peace and tranquillity in these notes, and even some passages that represents your life during the seasons, an intimate moment, as when you're at home and the snow starts falling in winter, or when you first see the seaside in spring.

Thank you for taking time to listen to these songs.
All your support is appreciated, especially in view of a strings recording session for the production of my new modern classical album.

Cover artwork is "Restleness" by Agnès Caixas, photographer from Barcelona - Spain. Find her online at:

http://www.flickr.com/people/agnolia/

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I take this chance to remind you that my previous EP, "Late Winter Tales", is still available at http://dewtonerecordings.com/album/halo-late-winter-tales-dtr013 and on the major internet music stores.

Thanks heartily for all your support.

released 03 March 2013 
All tracks Composed, Recorded and Mastered by Pasquale Riviezzo. 
© 2013, All Rights Reserved.

Scenes from the four seasons

Sea and Sand

Halo - Sea and Sand

Wonderful Life - Kenny Fontana (Cafe Buddha Del Mar Bar Mix As Made Famous By Hurts)

Independent record label based in London.  2009 - present day.