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MOMENTS (Vol. 4)

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Tradacoustic series no. 160

Music, mostly recent, a few days, a few months...

creation: 2022/06/28

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@NathiaKate Russian Dolls @robinvanemusic @MarianBallejos @GOttaviani Saint Sinners @kerijohnson72 @sonni_quick @pelegrim Sleep Surgeon We Dream Of Eden Jamie Walker @AmosRiotNight @johnnyldj @kelly97603004

Always a Hero #3879

Favourite tracks from August playlists #3904

To Screach and every one of us -

Mixed & Mastered by Paul Janszen - Amsterdam Sam

Ice On My Window

featuring @4catsncoffee on violin
:
You can throw away your past, but the devil gently finds ways to bring it back...  Devil's Timepiece is a guitar-based alternative folk tune with southern gothic echoes. The fourth tune off the d'ville EP >soundcloud.com/jh0st/sets/dville

Devil's Timepiece
:
Traces of smoke
Lingering soft hope
Words spit like flames
under the up-town train
Together alone
through the heat summer storm

Yes it is…
faded away
No it ain't…
the way it should stay

Church bells of peace
The devil's timepiece
Once in a while
love speaks, to the right one
'Til then I pray at the station
Penn the hymn to the speeding train

Yes it is…
No place to stay.

I saw the city lights
turn dusty moon 

I saw the blue gas-light
split the summer sky

(Yes it is…)
Last place I'll stay
No it ain't…
the only doorway

Oh, gentle violence
Time will rewind it

Oh, blame the summer wind
Sound the sirens

Who will write this down?

Buy on Bandcamp

devil's timepiece [ft. 4catsncoffee]

(Written by Terry Reeves, 2018)
Terry Reeves:  Lead Vocal
Gary Reeves:  Occasional Chorus Vocals
Hans Albers:  All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Cover art picture is of Mum & Brian, taken in 1949.

My Mum requested that, at her funeral(today, 16 January 2022, being the third anniversary), our sisterJayne and her children made arrangements to cover her coffin in pink roses as a sign to everybody that we should celebrate her life and not mourn her death.  They found a casket with a pink rose design too, which would have pleased her even more.  She wanted to be remembered for the good times she had with her family and many close friends.  Mum enjoyed parties and celebrations a great deal.

In writing the song, I wanted to represent all the important parts of Mum's life to help us to remember what an incredibly generous person she was,  always there to help those who needed some extra love and attention.  We grew up in a house that was somewhere our friends and neighbours could always turn to if they needed help. Throughout our lives it wasn't at all unusual to wake up in the morning to find someone who needed refuge asleep on the sofa.  Neighbours' children would join us for meals on a regular basis and Mum made sure there was always plenty to go round..

At the funeral itself, as the chorus explains, I felt so uncomfortably exposed, standing at the front with all eyes seemingly looking at me, gauging every reaction. I think Jayne and Gal felt much the same if truth be told.  Even with my wife and children there to support me, it was one of those moments in life I don't think any of us ever really wants to face. 

We will certainly never forget our wonderful Mum and all the things she did for us.  She always made special times just a bit more special, going that extra mile so that the memories would last a lifetime.

I felt it was particularly important to write this song for my sister, who was the main carer for my Mum in the latter years of her life and dealt with all the difficulties with so much love, care and strength.  This song is for you Jayne, with all our love. 

As always, we give our heartfelt thanks to Hans for producing an arrangement so in keeping with the spirit of the song and the occasion it marks.
Thank you everyone for all your support.  (Terry Reeves)

One thousand pink Roses to light the flame
One thousand reasons making you live again
One thousand regrets as we all stand still 
One thought of sadness makes this moment so real.

I don’t wanna be here for all to see   X2

Five hundred stories to make you live again
Five hundred dresses in a beautiful frame
Five hundred presents for your many friends
One single moment, our love will never end

I don’t wanna be here for all to see. X2

One hundred whispers hiding words of truth
One hundred wishes turning magic loose 
One hundred kisses for children who sing
Only one person could make hearts ring

I don't wanna be here for all to see.     X4

Only one mother helps grow with a laugh
Only one mother puts smiles in every photograph
Only one mother gives when others take
Our family love you never stopped trying to make 

I will always be here for you and me
I will always be here for you and me...
I will always be
Here for you

ONE THOUSAND PINK ROSES (FOR MUM) - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Released 10th December on Damaged Records

Jordan Suckley & Clara Yates - Let Me Be Your Fantasy (Original Mix)

Lighting Fires

Lighting Fires (Paul Denton Remix)

海の涙

I wrote this song as a tribute to love that endures beyond this world as we know it. My best friend lost his battle with cancer several years ago, but as I often think of him I have envisioned his parting moments with his dear wife by his side. This is just my thoughts on it, I won’t pretend to represent the actual intimacies that would possibly have transpired, but I do have a good idea of how much they cared for each other, and still do.

Craig Durgy (vocals & guitar)
Nat Daniels (piano, bass and production)

Lyrics:   Summer Rain by Craig Durgy

Time slowed down to greet me, to carry out my light
You caressed me sweetly, always there right by my side

And as my eyes conceded, that leaving you I must
Despite your tears that pleaded, I just rose out into dust

I became an angel, you held to my sleeve 
Now the summer rain will
Let you know I’ll never leave

Yes, I became an angel, the moment that we kissed
Through all the years of loving you
That brought me here like this

Now the dust has settled, life and love go on
Raindrops on a petal, and you know that I’m not gone

In this life we’re flowers, but it’s only life’s cocoon
As fresh as summer showers, forever love can bloom

And, I became an angel, you held to my sleeve 
Now the summer rain will
Let you know I’ll never leave

Summer Rain

Soft And Crisp

First single of our upcoming album "How to get away with Sake" via @bluntshelter 
♥
Stay tuned!

Stream/Buy: 
https://bluntshelter.fanlink.to/howtogetawaywithsake

How To Get Away With Sake

Stream

Flitz&Suppe x Mr. Käfer - How To Get Away With Sake

I have had the great pleasure to collaborate on this funky composition by The Furico Music Team.  
The Furico Music Team https://soundcloud.com/user-596493783

If you want to know more about the process:
https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/ascending-stairs.html

Listen to the live version: https://soundcloud.com/user-596493783/sets/leaked-live-fmt1

https://soundcloud.com/user-596493783/neither
This track was one of the first of theirs that I had heard.  Love to dance to it.

Original Version
User-596493783 – Ascending-stairs

The Windscale Blues Experiment https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues
This piece https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/apparition?in=suzanne-ledwith/sets/characters really makes me feel like a character in a Black n White movie.

Ascending Stairs ft. The Furico Music Team & The Windscale Blues Experiment

Stream and download: https://alwaysalive.ffm.to/378r1

Drival & Natalie Gioia - Flying (Fisical Project Remix)

You can purchase the track here: www.korima.net


Lyrics
Are you a fixed star 
of unknown location?
Strumming a particle guitar
Celestial creation.

Are you the beat of a solar storm
Travelling Earthbound
Of elemental form
Worshipping sundog.


To the sound of the whistling sun

Strumming a particle guitar

Are you a shooting star
in an absent moon sky
Dancing past
Jupiter and Mars
Through a billion and one stars?



Steve Pumphrey's inventiveness, musicality and virtuosic guitar playing have infused Particle Guitar with celestial splendour.
Privileged to have had this track mixed by Damian Chennells https://soundcloud.com/damianchennells
Mastered by Ciarán Cullen
https://suzanneledwith.bandcamp.com/releases
Art concept by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

Particle Guitar

Russian trance superstar Alexander Popov puts his hand on one of the greatest HALIENE vocal tracks of 2021 - 'Make It To Tomorrow'! Premiered by Alexander himself on A State Of Trance 1000 in Moscow, this sweet uplifter is now available for streaming and download. Enjoy!

S: @2rock-recordings
I: instagram.com/2rockrecordings
F: facebook.com/2RockRecordings
T: twitter.com/2rockrecordings
V: vk.com/2rockrecordings

Make It To Tomorrow

Make It To Tomorrow (Alexander Popov Remix)

Stream & download

HALIENE & Maratone - Make It To Tomorrow (Alexander Popov Remix)

Hero

Hero (Extended Mix)

even now

Tiësto & Ava Max - The Motto ( Linnea Schossow Remix)

Download under "more".

Watch on Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPVrQQlCUJM&ab_channel=LinneaSchossow

Linnea Schossow Profile:

https://open.spotify.com/artist/1TUCkGpyFIZj6BPEdW55VT
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=linnea%20schossow
https://www.facebook.com/linneaschossowofficial
https://www.instagram.com/linneaschossowofficial/?hl=en
https://twitter.com/LinneaSchossow
https://soundcloud.com/linneaschossow

Tiësto & Ava Max - The Motto ( Linnea Schossow Remix)

fata morgana (2021), for organ
performed by Huw Morgan at Mainly Slow Organ Music, St Thomas the Martyr, Bristol. 14th May 2022

fata morgana

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Eugenia

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Always (Mariano Ballejos Remix)

Avalon by Keri Johnson

Avalon in the sky tonight
are we alone in the glowing light?

Avalon where heros died
in my mind, hear their battle cry

Ghosts of another lifetime- or is it us?
the answers are in the search 
cause hero's never die

Ghosts of another lifetime- or is it us?
the meaning is in the search
hero's are brought to life

Avalon, gate to the other side
hear their call to unlock your mind

Avalon- and you wonder why
the unknowns of a time gone by

Ghosts of another lifetime- or is it us?
the meaning is in the search
hero's are brought to life

Ghosts of another lifetime- or is it us?
the meaning is in the search
hero's are brought to life

Keri Johnson's Album

Avalon

This is Mia. She tragically died Monday night when a truck with 4 men out partying intentionally ran her down, circled around and ran her over again as my son and his girlfriend watched. They were out of town and stopped to get gas and Mia jumped out of the truck after being cooped up for two days. My son was heartbroken. It was painful to hear his grief. 

Mia was 11. When she was a tiny pup he found her by the side of the road in NM. Far away from a town someone must have dumped her there. She was almost dead from lack of food and water. My son immediately took her to a vet and hadn't planned on keeping her but the vet convinced him, after he saved her, to take her home. His children were ecstatic and his daughter Moya named her Mia. So I did what I usually do and poured my emotions into music. 

Pets are often like family members and losing them can be very difficult. I told my son she had 11 years she would not have had, just like myself. I first saw her about 15 months after my liver transplant. I am grateful for these years and I am sure, so was Mia. Think of the years she had, not the years she lost. Rest in Peace, Mia.

Rest in Peace

@rick-4-1 - Drumming on the Swear Box
@janinelevinson - Culture Cancelling Harmony Vocals
@phil-mcwalter - Losing The War with The Other Stuff!

ICE PICK

Losing the war to be yourself
Cannot say your thoughts aloud
I don’t want to feel it like it is
I don’t want to see you
We told you what to think
Told you what you can’t…

2p in the Swear Box
2p in the Swear Box

© Phil McWalter - June 2022

PS: Four bars of different lengths in a sine curve;
||: 5/4 | 4/4 | 3/4 | 4/4 :|| 
Still 16 beats over four bars, right!

Image: The 'shadowing' was caused by moving during a long low-light exposure on an iPhone

Spotify

Ice Pick

A collaboration with Claude 4268

album available here :

https://malady-of-knots.bandcamp.com/album/o-le-d-sert-entend-la-mer



Derrière cette apparence d’être, il y a la trace d’autre chose. Mais Quoi ? Il y a beaucoup de pays dans le pays de la mémoire. Où et quand l’arbre de la parole perdu, l’arbre de la parole retrouvé ? La Mère de vie universelle est l’Introductrice au Royaume. Ce qui est au cœur du très harmonieux, du très pur, du très tendre, c’est la Main de vie maternelle. Mais combien ignorent ou feignent d’ignorer qu’elle était l’esprit de ce qui allait arriver ? Ceux qui arrêtent le voyage sont déliés au lieu d’être reliés. La recherche de l’Autre ou d’autre chose est souvent dévoyée par les longues fatigues de soleils dans le mouvement continu des apparences. Les racines de l’arbre spirituel ont été coupées. L’expérience de renaître nous confronte à une dissémination des rêves de l’origine et nous fait basculer dans une autre étendue intérieure, mais qui est celle de la vérité essentielle qui nous a irrigué depuis la concavité matricielle. La Mère est quelque chose de plus grand que le territoire du Père. C’est Elle qui accueille en premier l’enfant qu’elle vient de mettre au monde. La couleur bleue de la Voie Clarté, de la mer et du cosmos les imbibe et les pénètre.


https://indiciblement.blogspot.com/

Brighid

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42O-OB8tYmY
https://www.instagram.com/p/CfMPelHFttc/?hl=fr

KIDZ ARE FOOKIN'STOOPIDZ (vid)

KORG series Berlin Grand A000 - Improvisation by Magician

Grand Day Out

05/17/2025

SUMMER IS ON IT'S WAY JOSE (Dedicated To My Marine Brother)RIP

From the forthcoming album “Another Zero”.

Song, Lyrics and Lead Vocals By Terry Reeves (April 1995) 
Hans-Michael Albers: Guitars, Bass, Drums, FX, Production and Final Mix

This song is about the first time my eldest son realised that nothing in life is forever.  He was just 5 at the time.  One evening, I was giving him a bath when, completely out of the blue, he asked me “Where’s your Dad today?” 

My Dad had died a couple of years before Jason was born and, whilst I had no problem giving him a straight answer, did wonder what had suddenly prompted the question.

I tried to explain that my Dad was no longer alive, a difficult concept for a child of 5 to fully grasp, hence his follow-up question, “Is he playing games and pretending, just like you and me?” 

There’s nothing my Dad would have loved more than to come over and play some games, and I found it more than a little tricky to tell Jason exactly why he couldn’t.  He was asking who my Dad was - “Who do you talk to? Who do you play with?” - and I had to find a way of telling him that, at some point, everyone’s life just kind of moves on.

As he processed this, his eyes started to well with tears.  He asked me if I would always be there, and if I would always be his Dad and I told him that, whatever happened, there would only ever be one Dad for us both.  The fact that I too was now crying may well have made this rather hard to decipher, but the hug he gave me showed just how much he understood.  It was a moment I have never forgotten.

Sharing that moment is something we still talk about, a memory we both recall with such clarity and such overwhelming fondness, a remembrance that will last the rest of our lives.

As always, working on this track with Hans has been such a complete pleasure.  He is not only a master musician and producer but a brilliant interpreter of songs – this track is everything I wanted it to be, and I cannot thank him enough for that.
Terry Reeves

LYRICS

Father to Son (Written By Terry Reeves April 1995)

Always asking where's your Dad today
Is he coming round our house to play
But I tell him no he's gone
Got a feeling he won't be around

Then he asks is he playing games
Just pretending like you and me
There’s no hiding where he had to go
Will not get the chance to say hello

I want him to know
Didn’t want him to go                          CHORUS
I want him to see
Didn’t want him to go

If he loved you did he have to leave
Did you cry did he wave his hand
Lots of sadness when the moment came
Passing years sometimes helps the pain

Has he gone now is he coming back
If he’s not then who will be my Dad
Then I tell him I cannot replace
Man inside will always show his face

I want him to know
Didn’t want him to go
I want him to see

MIDDLE

As the sadness shows surprise 
I knew him more
As he filtered to recognise 
I knew him more
As the tears filled up his eyes
I knew him more
As he started to realise 
I knew him more 
I knew him more 
I knew him more 


Do you love me are you growing old
Will you leave me can you always stay
Yes I tell him there will never be
Any other Dad for you or me


I want him to know.

Father To Son (Collab. with Hans Albers)

ɪ ᴡɪꜱʜ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴛᴏᴩ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.

ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ᴇᴩ

ᴅɪᴇ ɢᴇᴢᴇɪᴛᴇɴ

ᴅᴏᴡɴʟᴏᴀᴅ/ʙᴜy

Starbear

Four meditations on global crises and mortality, set in a weird proggy science fiction fantasy. Recorded at Grovehill Studios

Aliens

My music pieces are all piano improvisations expressing emotions. It is music telling stories without the words. In my earIy years I sang and played piano in piano bars or fronted bands of different styles, from country to heavy metal and to 40. I've been composing, teaching and performing most of my life.  I'm getting old(er) now 😔 but the great thing about creating music is it gets better the longer you play, and you have more to write about! 

This is what I leave of me to my generations to come who wonder where their desire to make music comes from. My mother, grandmother and great grandmother were both accomplished pianists when they were young. My son is also exceptional.  My great grandmother and gr grandfather sang and danced in minstrel shows (vaudeville) in the early 1900's. Kids today have no idea what life was like before moving pictures.  I now have great-grandchildren. They will know who I am through my music. When I am gone my music will still be here. What a wonderful thought! 

Rest in Peace

Sonni Quick