Through mountains and hills

Step Inside Love (Cover)

First new track out in a loong time, more to come. Big thanks to the ones that didn't give up on us through the years. :)


Oh my sweet Suzanne
Don't grow away from me
Oh my sweet Suzanne
I'll make your life easy

You try to understand
Try to understand your way to understand
You're right on lot of things, try to grasp it
And share it with me

Oh my sweet Suzanne
Don't grow away from me
Oh my sweet Suzanne
My love will not subside here

Real love's what you deserve
Come and get your chance
I wish you the best
The power in your hands
Is way sufficient
To rock the Everest

Oh Suzanne, oh Suzanne
Oh Suzanne, oh Suzanne
Oh Suzanne

Oh my sweet Suzanne
Don't grow away from me
Oh my sweet Suzanne
I'll make your life easy

You try to understand
Try to understand your way to understand
You're right on lot of things, try to grasp it
And share it with me

Oh my sweet Suzanne
Don't grow away from me
Oh my sweet Suzanne
My love will not subside here

Real love's what you deserve
Come and get your chance
I wish you the best
The power in your hands
Is way sufficient
To rock the Everest

Oh Suzanne, oh Suzanne
Oh Suzanne, oh Suzanne
Oh Suzanne, oh Suzanne
Oh Suzanne.

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Oh Suzanne

A disassembling of the lies governments tell when they seek to rule through autocracy and deceit. A dissection of how the secret services are not the glamour of the movies, but are actually the levers of rogue states to undermine democracy.

Lyrics: Richard Pierce
Vocals: Richard Pierce
Music: The Big Grey Man
Guitar, Bass, Drums: The Big Grey Man
Keyboard: Richard Pierce

Whisper it, whisper it.
James Bond is dead.

Whisper it, whisper it.
James Bond is dead.

The snow geese are safe again,
From misdirected or deliberate sniper fire,
Incompetence or practice,
Here on the borders of tundra
And western civilisation.
Until the next story invents itself.

James Bond is dead.

Secrets aren’t such clever agents in the end,
Arrogance overlooking the obvious,
And exceptionalism blind.

Fiction is a real fact
Not exaggerated or purpled by prose.
It is.

In the corridors of power,
Incompetence or practice?
Until the next story invents itself,
Until they invent their next stories
In the corridors of power.

Shout it, shout it!
James Bond is dead!
Rejoice, rejoice!
James Bond I dead!

The real world took him apart
Piece by piece,
Myth by myth,
Broken ceasefire by broken promise,
War by war by bloodier war.

Blessed are the codebreakers,
The peace makers,
The pacifists,
Not the agents of the rogue state.
Not. The. Agents. Of. The. Rogue. State.
No, not the agents of the rogue state.

James Bond and Felix Leiter are dead.

And blessed are
The peace makers,
The pacifists.

And blessed are
The peace makers,
The pacifists.


Richard Pierce feat The Big Grey Man - James Bond Is Dead

Egg, Chips and Politics! Electro, spoken word

Mine’s Egg & Chips

Written for my brother, a lion a kindness, who showed me what it is to be truly loved. 

I wrote Joe, in an attempt to describe my grief, but grief really is impossible to describe, everyone’s relationship with it is unique and so very intricate in its outpouring and implosion. You can’t know it until it lands at your door. 

To try and convey the depths of grief, the picture of it, what it is truly like, it’s visceral manifestation, you can’t, you really can’t, nor can it ever really be truly understood. But I really, had in a natural way, wanted to try to with this song. 
Untimely bereavement grief means a life and family are left incomplete, unfinished, there is no solution. Not even close to having had enough laps around the sun, woken to a new day. There is no resolution. 

It’s now been over 6000 days and nearly 17 years since Joe came home and my hope in sharing the days, was that it might make people to see just why it pulls you apart, as it has, me. But also, I wanted to sing out loud just how much I love Joe, that too, like grief is infinite.

Joe my big bro is/was/will always be a lion of kindness, compassionate, selfless, he took notice of the little things, and a joy-giving ball of smiles, calming hugs and giggly shoulders. As kind strangers as to his friend’s or family. He showed me what love is, what it means to be truly truly loved, he was our protector. He showed what it is to live with adventure at hand and a giggle in the other. An honest man, only barely a man at 21. 

Narcissist

       This song I wrote back in 2011 and I wanted a swampy, funky, sexy, soulful, sound to it, just a slow mellow vibe to groove to in a slow dance or something. I was going for that Barry White or Marvin Gaye kind of vibe. I worked hard on the lyrics and tried to capture that first date/first dance kind of chemistry! A little spark in the dark, if you will! Charlie did a great job singing it. I had done a video for it early on but it just wasn't very well done so I remixed the song and produced a new video for it about a weeks ago. I think it sounds and looks way better now. Let me know what you think? Watch the video for a little extra excitation!😂

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/toy4u50uwDk

This song is intended for adults to enjoy, no silly love song here!😂 I was trying to write a "Strangers In The Night" type of song with a funky beat. Nothing personal and no back story for this one, just some Funky Fun for all the Dirty Dancers out there!😂 Remember you can't spell Funky without a little Fun! Charlie also played some very groovy harmonica on it. I hope everybody likes it because sometimes between heartbeats love fades away! 😍 Thanks again and take care!🙏😎✌🏼

“BETWEEN HEARTBEATS”

I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION,    
SIPPING CHAMPAIGN AND EATING CAVIAR,     
A BIT OF CASUAL FLIRTATION,      
A LITTLE TEA FOR TWO,     
A MIDNIGHT RENDEZVOUS,
              
HER EYES WERE ASKING ME PERSONAL QUESTIONS,    
GRABBING MY ATTENTION LIKE A FIREFLY,    
USING THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF DISCRETION,     
WE DANCED THROUGH THE NIGHT,   
ON A BEAM OF MOONLIGHT,
    
A ONEWAY TICKET STRAIGHT UP TO HEAVEN,         
ON A STREAKING COMET ACROSS THE SKY,  
WITH DAYBREAK CAME A LITTLE ISOLATION,    
AFTER ALL, IT MAY HAVE BEEN A DREAM,     
I KNOW IT’S NOT MUCH OF A CONSOLATION,    
BUT WHEN STRANGERS MEET,     
BETWEEN HEARTBEATS,   
THEY FADE AWAY,     
THEY FADE AWAY,     
THEY FADE AWAY……
             
BY JIM VALDES © 2011

"BETWEEN HEARTBEATS" (Video - https://youtu.be/toy4u50uwDk)

This is a live recording of "Burning Fire Blues," a fond remembrance of many nights spent with our families and friends around a cozy campfire in the Bieszczady Mountains.
Words by Walter Bobek (vocals and harp), music by Walter Bobek and Gunther Benedict (guitar).



Burning Fire Blues (live)

I just choose me

Gospod

Hi there! Thanks for the interest you put into my music
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I just choose me

Soph Rien

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