Paul William

Just a Little Christmas Tune I Wrote a While Back ....
LYRIC VIDEO:
https://youtu.be/64LDsJr_owo?si=Js0w9QYOTM7Oqjv1

Christmas Is Coming

Reveries

I can sense 
Something's come over you.
If you're feeling it
I wanna feel it too
If the world don't care
If the world don't care
If the world don't care, I do.

Infinitesimal souls
Ain't that the truth
How could it matter
What happens to you
If the world don't care
If the world don't care
If the world don't care, I do. I do...

Hear every single sigh
Know all of your ghosts
And if the world turns away
You can tune in to me
On the radio

Seems this asylum 
Can be all kinds of cruel
Like the things that you fear
Turning out to come true
If the world don't care
If the world don't care
If the world don't care, I do. I do...

My telephone number
I'm gonna give it to you
Here I am standing by
939-8702
If the world don't care
If the world don't care
If the world don't care, I do.

Infinitesimal souls
Ain't that the truth
Infinitesimal souls.

Infinitesimal Souls

My homage to John Frusciante. Need to record the vocals!

Ode To John (no vocals)

Breath in! 

To those who say suburban dads in their 40s can't learn to rap, I say ... well, you maybe right. But the sax solo by @Dynameks makes up for it!

Influences: Ron Carter, A Tribe Called Quest, Sade, Louis Cole, the Roots

Saturn's Winds

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves:  Congas
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments,  Arrangement & Production

Illustration by Michael Tompsett

Behind the mix video:  
https://youtu.be/B8sz6TwQfh0?si=_vU1R8YKlnKTCMNm

My niece Sam has always been a wholly free and singular spirit, something which enables her to fully embrace life and live it exactly how she pleases.  For his proposal of marriage, her partner Tom arranged for a busker to play ‘Here Comes The Sun’ (her favourite song) as they walked along the beach one bright Sunday morning.  They decided to tie the knot on the Isle Of Wight, a small island set off the coast of Southern England and known by locals as ‘The Jewel Of The South’.  For various reasons, none of the band are able to travel to the ceremony, which is taking place today, on the 27th. August 2024 so, as means of both apology and compensation, I decided to write a song to commemorate the joining together of two profoundly unique people.  We hope our gift will always help remind them of this very special day on their Island of Dreams.

Most of my songs are connected to events from both past and present and as I searched for the catalyst that would light my path to a song for Sam and Tom, my mind alighted on something that happened at my 60th. birthday party.  

In the traditional Reeves’ fashion, live music was an essential part of the celebrations.  
To get things going, Gal and myself played a few Cripple Club songs, my brother Bri’s kids Joby and Blue did a couple of theirs until we eventually reached a point where it seemed there were more people on stage than in the audience.  For those in the latter category, I left various percussion instruments laying around so that even they could join in if they so wished.  Sam chose an old  tambourine, which sadly fell apart in her hands as she was playing.  She felt so guilty that she brought along her older sister Elizabeth for support when breaking the news to me, thinking I might not react too well.  But I just smiled and told her that these things happen.  Over the subsequent years it became something of a running joke between us and was referenced every time we met at birthday celebrations.

Consequently, it was uppermost in my mind when I was writing the song and is even  referred to in the lyrics, so it struck me as a good idea to buy her, from the band, a wedding present of a lovely new tambourine as a way of keeping the memory of that lovely evening alive.  I can’t wait to see her playing it….  

I am most indebted to both Hans & Gary for their input into the song it has become.  Most importantly, though, we all hope that Sam and Tom enjoy hearing it.  Our distanced garage band wish them a lifetime of happiness, music and fun.  (Terry Reeves) 

Sam and Tom on a journey, channel to cross
Ceremony of joining, no history being lost
No forgotten treasures of a family and past
Dancing for enjoyment, recognition to last

Chorus:
A theatre of emotions 
Performance of dreams
Forward excitement 
Happiness it brings (Happiness it brings)

The asking of questions, the answer I do
Legal bonding connection of one into two
Marriage much more than a paper to sign
Promise to each other, feelings underlined

Chorus

Partnership giving a respect and affection
Supporting each other, every life direction
Jewel of the South, East Afton Farmhouse shines
Confirmation of your love, together combines

Chorus

Best wishes from the band, club of enjoyment 
Thinking of you both, this very special moment 
Synchronicity of music, on new tambourine 
Lifetime share forever, supporting the theme 

Chorus

This tiny island, brings the largest of dreams
Combined love and kindness always to be seen
Celebrate marriage, squeezing close real tight 
Commitment forever, on this tiny island delight

ISLAND OF DREAMS - CRIPPLE CLUB

This is my original song about a story that is told in Liverpool and I wanted to create my own version as I feel it represents many of the people in Liverpool

I am Liverpool - Scouser Tommy

This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam!
To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate.
All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace!
Enjoy Fam!
Original: https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/anything-goes
Lyrics:

(Chorus)
Extra ordinary—-holler if you hear me
Cause Anything goes—-Anything goes
Ask Jane ———-first name Mary
Fact—— fiction ———or theory
Yeah——Anything goes—-Anything goes

Anything goes with the beat and the rhythm
don’t worry about the verses ——got ya ——gonna kill em
extra ordinary ——-level up when you——hear me
a new dish in the menu——
like DoorDash—- I’ll bring you
——-different flavors——-different styles——
Keep it versatile

Negative vibe——no——never
jamming to the groove——
a routine endeavor
Beatz bumping—— fist pumping
they all want more ——give it up, still on top
I’ve got that high score ———————-
I’ve got that high score

energy and focus makes me the Dopest ——
I’m not bragging ——but hope you know this
:adds to my opus
———-this adds to my opus

the plan relentless make more and spend less
that’s part ———-of my checklist—-
dividing my——-check less
bottom line ——specialist
who can —-contest this ——
taste with ———a fresh twist
delivering ——-pure freshness—-
told you—— don’t stress this
level up ———to —-the—A-list ———
momentum———- contagious

Straight to the top, no time to delay
Let your body rock, got my mind on replay
Building empires, from rhymes to paper
Every bar a brick———-, and I’m stacking skyscrapers

Always hustling——always hustling
the grind never cease
Flow so cold———-like a winter breeze

Never on the sideline———gold standard —brilliance
Sip it down —like fine wine——perfecting my resilience
Get yours ——-I’ll get mine—-beats in my veins
Riding high naturally——has always ——-been the aim,
And ain’t no stopping ———And ain’t no stopping
—————Stopping these gains

Negative vibe——no——never
jamming to the groove——
a routine endeavor
Beatz bumping—— fist pumping
they all want more ——give it up, still on top
I’ve got that high score ———————-
I’ve got that high score

Ian Greaves

Anything Goes Vocals 106 BPM

Gravitas

Feel Alive (Remastered)

A character study. A Randy Newman (pre-Toy Story) influenced song.
Lyrics:
I get under your skin
Yeah, that's where I begin
With your sister and your friend
I drove a wedge between you
To create walls
That would just let me be
The center of it all
I get under your skin
You're pretty enough
Oh yeah, I've been here all along
I'm an asshole
I'm a son of a bitch
I get under your skin
I'm an asshole
I'm a son of a bitch
I'm a control freak
I'm getting pretty good at this

I was at the playground
I'm on the highway
I'm in your life
I'm into your head
I'm into your mind
I do it all
I leave no fingerprints behind
I'm an asshole
I'm son of a bitch
I'm a control freak
I was born for this!
I'm an asshole
I'm a son of a bitch
I'm a control freak
I was born with this?

( a charming and disarming guitar solo)
(Just like some of the charming destructive people you probably know)

I'm an asshole
I'm a son of bitch
I'm a control freak
I'm an asshole

Asshole

Original song: @neowakan - The Session
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09-10-24
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-2' songs

The Session

It is not about the famous astronomer, mathematician and philosopher who lived in the ancient city of Alexandria. Ipatia is one of the fictional cities in a work by Italo Calvino (‘The Invisible Cities’) published in 1972 (and translated into English in 1974). 
I composed this song in 1997 and recorded it (with Elisabetta) almost immediately (that's when I bought a Korg D8). Now I have simply remixed it after separating the tracks and improving the volume of the vocals and the equalisation of the classic guitar (it is a Yamaha CG 110CE pre-amplified, and the effects were adjusted then with the Korg). The arrangement is very sparse, the sound quality not optimal.

Lyrics and music by Michele Ansani (1997).
Female voice: Elisabetta Verri.
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, October 11.

Lyrics (ENG - ITA)

if
you will explain to me why
you are reticent
only
if we talk about you
if
you will tell me what it is
that torments your life every time
I ask about you

then you will get as a prize
a wooden planisphere
and the encrypted map and the colours
of this secret drawing
and a round-trip ticket
to and from Ipazia
with me...

if
you will explain to me how is
that glimpse
that you delete from your eyes
When I osberve you
if
you will tell me why
your lips taste like ink
only when you kiss me
furtively

then you will have in pledge
this secret drawing
and the encrypted map
of the capital of the kingdom
and a round-trip ticket
to and from Ipazia
with me...

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se
mi spiegherai perché
sei reticente
solamente
se parliamo di te
se
mi dirai cos’è
che ti tormenta la vita ogni volta
che chiedo di te

allora avrai in premio
un planisfero di legno
e la mappa cifrata e i colori
di questo segreto disegno
e un biglietto
di andata e ritorno
da Ipazia
con me…

se
mi spiegherai com’è
quello sguardo
che cancelli dagli occhi
quando ti osservo
se
mi dirai perché
hai le labbra che sanno d’inchiostro
solo quando mi baci
di nascosto

allora avrai in pegno
questo segreto disegno
e la mappa cifrata
della capitale del regno
e un biglietto
di andata e ritorno
da Ipazia
con me ...

Ipazia [with Elisabetta Verri] **

All the huddled masses
From faraway shores
Yearning to breathe free
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

Save the spotted owl
The dolphins and whales
And every redwood tree
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

What about me here alone
What about me one lonesome soul

I see the crippled children
Makes me want to cry
May every illness be healed
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

I wish and pray
That there could be a home
For every soul on the street
May there be peace and love 
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

What about me here alone
What about me, just one lonesome soul

The bombs that fall
The guns that fire
The millions of casualties
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

All them huddled masses
From faraway lands
Yearning to breathe free
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, tonight, what about me

What About Me

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Trumpet solo. Steinway Brothers Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Fretless Bass. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Acoustic full drum set full kit. Percussion Cowbell. Ago go Bells, Congas, Bongos.

Carmel

Funky Ride

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Sample Demo #0

Mystic Unity is a musical journey that crosses borders and shows the beauty in the connection between cultures. Through the fusion of Arabic sounds and Western harmonies, I want to celebrate the diversity and depth of two musical worlds and show what can happen when we are open to each other.

Mystic Unity invites us to embrace different perspectives and discover the unknown ... melodies and rhythms merge in a unique way. I look forward to taking you on this journey and hope it inspires you.

DAW Cubase
Halion Sonic 7
Groove Agent SE
Retrologue 2
Padshop 2
Colors LoFi Tapes
Framedrum X3M
Transverse
Hybrid Hit
Verve
Kalimba
Moroccan Vocal Phrases
Olympus Choir Elements
Mimi Page
Wave Cre 8
Evo Elysium
Flux
Navi Harp
Habitat by Domink Eulberg
Halion Symphonic Orchestra
Kontakt Etheral Earth
Ocular Sounds

125 bpm

Picture by Ralf Seemann on Pixabay

mystic unity

Bringing back a song I wrote nearly seven years ago. The American soul -- we like to tell lots of good stories about ourselves. Here's one that's not so good -- the account of the Moore's Ford Lynchings, in which a Black WWII veteran and his pregnant wife were murdered. No one was ever convicted of the crimes. How much of this same cruel spirit is still with us now?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moore%27s_Ford_lynchings

there’s a tree in Georgia that never should have grown
it held the bodies upright they were tied with rope

I will be redeemed I will sing and shout
I will be restored just not now

Mae Murray was  twenty four heavy with a child
when her head had fallen down they cut the baby out

forty legs that walked away forty eyes that saw
twenty souls that never said a word to the Georgia law

1997 fifty years had gone 
someone came to find the place and mark the dead with stones

Spotify Link

I Will Be Redeemed

When Dreams Don't Come True...
Lyric Video :
https://youtu.be/b4vd8XZ5gHU?si=anh8wW7AuJvDj1gy

Wasnt My Destiny

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3w9_EH0AvXU


J'ai dormi au fond d'un lac
Sur le sol froid et humide d'une caverne
Mangé dans un arbre pour ne pas être dévoré moi-même
Bu dans des flaques d'eau mon salut et ma virginité

J'ai inventé le feu, le silex et la chasse
Bivouaqué sous la lune glacée des pôles
Construit des pyramides qui tutoyaient le ciel
Etendu mon empire pour ne plus avoir peur

J'ai guerroyé au nom des Dieux et des Rois
A l'assaut des murailles hautes comme l'impossible
Me suis saoulé du sang dans le crâne de mes ennemis
Ecrit des livres rouges aux noires enluminures

J'ai cherché à comprendre plutôt qu'à espérer
Fait la révolution, souhaité ce qui me semblait juste
Traversant les Lumières, romantique passionné
Trouvant bien meilleur goût à la science qu'aux prières

Avancer de deux cases plutôt qu' un loup en cage
Avancer de deux cases plutôt que loup s'enrage

J'ai voué à l'argent un culte déraisonnable
Colonisé le globe, tout est allé si vite
J'ai porté l'uniforme, braillé sous les drapeaux
Vécu dans les tranchées, exterminé des peuples

Avancer de deux cases plutôt que loup en cage
Avancer de deux cases plutôt que loup s'enrage

J'ai étudié les neurosciences, la génétique
Connecté la planète et convoité l'espace
Accéléré la faim, accéléré la fin
Penses tu pouvoir faire mieux ? Penses tu être plus malin ?

VIDEO YOUTUBE

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Paul William

Shock the Algorithm