"the day the earth sings" ... "and whispers" Awesome wast space vibe and godly licks! Fab guys!

So freakin whimsical - please send some of whatever you were consuming when you wrote and performed this.

yea! these are some fun uplifting vocals! cool soaring uplifting guitars too! fun new big rock sound!

ISN'T IT ALL STRANGE?

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Verse Vox
Gary Reeves: Chorus Vox / Drums
Hans Albers: All additional instruments, Arrangement & Production

New video on YouTube:   https://youtu.be/3R60fl4jCms

As a devout atheist from my early years I have consequently chosen not to believe in anything that doesn’t have a justifiable or logical explanation. The concept of luck certainly comes into that category as it seems to suggest an exterior force as it’s cause, something I simply cannot accept.

But even non-believers talk about luck being either for or against them, throwing spilled salt over their shoulders or not walking under ladders, because these have become part of everyday behaviour or  language, dictated by habit more than any sense of logic.  The terms in this song all relate to some mysterious good or bad vibe, including - and I’ve known people who actually do this - which direction in which your bed might face when you’re asleep.

Although also a devout atheist, my brother Gal is a good example of such habits, often using the term “Touch Wood” if he wants something to happen in his or our favour.  I think he inherited this from our Mum, who used to say it all the time and would go as far as trying to touch something made of wood to complete the ‘spell', not always easy in what had become an increasingly plastic age.

Despite all of the above, I think Gal must have been ‘Touching Wood’ when he first formed a friendship with Hans, because I’m still not at all sure that we deserve to be associated with someone of such proficiency, consummate talent and innate kindness.  Some may say we have been very lucky.  We have certainly been exceedingly fortunate, which is just about as far as I’m prepared to go.  Whatever your beliefs, we hope you enjoy the song.  (Terry Reeves)

I’ve stopped walking under ladders
Avoiding cracks moving like the clappers
No early birthday wishes giving all the best
When sleeping Hancock’s head never faces west

Chorus:
I’m touching wood
To prevent it going wrong
I’m touching wood
Just in case all my luck has gone
I’m touching wood
To prevent it going wrong
I’m touching wood
Just in case all my luck has gone

Don’t wear red in storms but wear a hard hat 
Using chopsticks making sure to lay them flat
No facing or broken mirrors back and forth
When sleeping Hancock’s head never faces north

Chorus

No singing at the dining room table
Avoid spilling salt keeping body stable
The horse shoe upwards by word of mouth
When sleeping Hancock’s head never faces south

Chorus

Thirteen numbers or a whistle inside for waiting
Dialling 666 getting straight through to Satan
Keeping all doors open not upsetting man or Priest
When sleeping Hancock’s head never faces East

Chorus

TOUCHING WOOD - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

Smiley Face  July 21 mix

Some fresh new blues rock with the exceptional  Lou Taverna joining me on guitar.  He's got fire and so much groove too.
Check out and follow Lou's sweet gallery of originals:  https://soundcloud.com/louis-taverna

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares.  Climbed to # 7 in SoundCloud's Hot & New Jazz and Blues category.

Feelin' It - Lou Taverna / Jamie Rhind

not old at all but where the fuck does this fit in???
I need a bloody drink

H A T E C A T Z

Junaloonz

The Coffee Jitters Demo A

I set out to make a light and sensible track. This happened instead.

This track has a short video: https://www.instagram.com/p/CakT6T9gyhg/

Senseless

What's The Point In A Huge World If You Have Tight Shoes

Another jam over one of Sebastien Zuninos cool backing tracks, thank you Sebastien for allowing me to take your backing tracks and add my DNA.

https://sebastienzunino.bandcamp.com/

Cloudy Skies

Thistledown

Oh it's a rainy day, turning my heart upside down

Raindrops, raindrops, pitter patter all over this town

It's just a day, just a day

But these blues are bringing me down

It's just a day, another day

Blown away like thistledown


And what are we to do, is this deva vu

Cos I think that i've been here before

And it's all the same, with another name

We don't get what we have asked for

It's just a day, another day

These blues are bringing me down

It's just a day, another day

Blown away like thistledown

It's just a day, a rainy day

These blues are bringing me down

It's just a day, another day

Blown away like thistledown

Thistledown

Hymn For Humanity

I Hear The Day Has Come

End Game

encompassing the earth - [petri and soundboard tinkerers - original]

vocal - soundboard tinkerers
music - Petri of Lapin ihmeellinen luonto
produced by soundboard tinkerers sept 2019

encompassing the earth - [with petri and soundboard tinkerers - original]

EURASIA

USA Songwriting Competition Finalist Song (2019)!!!@!

The Reefer Song
By Cowboy Billy Herron

My friends all like to do reefer
They think it’s lots of fun.
They laugh and joke with every toke.
They ain’t hurtin’ anyone.

But when they pass a joint to me,
I have to wave it away. 
I feel bad because I'm kinda harshin’ their buzz, 
But this is what I say ...

It makes me stupid as a stump.
Horny as a hound.
Woozy as a worm that’s a-wigglin’ on the ground.  
Giggly as a girl gettin' tickled up and down.
That’s what reefer does to me. 
Yeah that’s what reefer does to me.  

Now I know it’s getting legal
In a growing number of states.
Across the nation there’s a population 
Who think it’s really great.

But when it comes to can-na-bis
I have to say, “I can-not.”
'Cause when I do weed I’m guaranteed
To get dimmer than a 15-watt.   

It makes me stupid as a stump.
Horny as a hound.
Woozy as a worm that’s a-wigglin’ on the ground.  
Giggly as a girl gettin' tickled up and down.
That’s what reefer does to me. 
Yeah that’s what reefer does to me.  

Ain’t like like I never smoked it.
I had my share back when.
But then one day I got carried away.
Smoked a whole dime bag with a friend.

When I went home I was in my room
And things started getting weird.
My Neil Young poster started talking to me.
And I got really scared.

I went outside, walked down the street.
And everyone was staring at me.
Cars hit the brakes for to see me baked.
So I hid behind a tree. 

Then a psychedelic squirrel came up to me.
And he looked me in the eye. 
He shook his little head, and then he said,
"Dude, you are really high."

So I ran back to my house again.
And I didn’t know what to do,
I went to the kitchen 'cause my belly was itchin’
For some junky no-good food.

I decided to cook three hot dogs
And I smothered them with Nutella.
My Mom, she caught me in the act.
She said, “What’s going on there, fella.”

The kitchen was a mess, my Mom was mad.
So I just went to sleep.
That’s the last time I smoked pot my friends.
'Cause of what it does to me.  

It makes me stupid as a stump.
Horny as a hound.
Woozy as a worm that’s a-wigglin’ on the ground.  
Giggly as a girl gettin' tickled up and down.
That’s what reefer does to me.  
Yeah that’s what reefer does to me.

Songs of Minimal Significance and Occasional Meaning

The Reefer Song (A Cowboy Billy Herron Original)

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

soundboard tinkerers Chapter 2: 

see also soundboard tinkerers
and soundborders repost

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

encompassing the earth - [with petri and soundboard tinkerers - original]

soundboard tinkerers Chapter 2

Recent comments

Sam Prock

yh/yh

Michael Moon ~ Dreamtime Poet

Bruce Conover

Related tracks