Another well written and presented piece of work.... Not sure if I'm consumed by it or just consuming it...🤯!?!?

Love this one! The arpeggios re really nice!

Again brilliant vocals and you have a magical touch to create beautiful songs with a 3/4 time signature that is no longer so much used in modern pop. Bravo!

Useless Hate 2008 Remastered

Guitar Poet with Greg Leisz (Pedal), Charlie Bisharat (Violin) and Dan Lutz (Bass)

Through the Love From Maria

I’’ve been high and dry- withered and worn
There’s not a page- In this life’s book- That’s not been torn

Time - left me forlorn- out on my own
But my tears have dried now I don’t walk alone

(chorus) it’s all from the love of Maria
I was pulled from the brink of despair
It’s through her I found my redemption
That helped me see the love that’s everywhere

The past - It made me look- And kept me hooked
Through sleepless nights-  I weeded out the bad from good

Love hid behind the thorns of my self scorn
Through the bleeding slowly healing, I’m reborn

(chorus) 

So drop- your pain inside - Leave it behind- 
Don’t let the fear of your own shadow - keep you blind

You deserve love by your side, to ease your stride
As you wake up to the edge of The Divine

The Love of Maria with Greg Leisz, Charlie Bisharat & Dan Lutz

You’re the milk and honey in my steaming mug of tea
You’re the red hot chili peppers in my favorite spicy kimchee
I was sitting alone eating plain white rice
When you came to the table with a bowl of teriyaki

It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most
It’s the little things that make me happy
It’s the little things you know it baby
It’s the little things that pack the biggest punch
It’s the little things that come along in bunches
It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most

If I’m eating a burger, you’re my secret sauce
When I’m brushing my teeth you’re that minty dental floss
You’re the sparkles in my water the whiskey in my Coke
You’re my last ten dollar before I go broke

It’s the little things – a harmless little white lie
It’s the little things – a tiny bit of blue sky
It’s the little things – the sparkle in your eye
It’s the little things – whispered promises at goodbye

You’re the mushrooms in my ramen you’re the butter on my bread
You’re the lyrics in my song you’re the clever things I said
You’re the fine line between a win and a tie
You’re the moment at dusk the sun drops out of the sky

It’s the little things that make life big 
It’s the little things that matter the most
It’s the little things that make me happy
It’s the little things you know it baby
It’s the little things that pack the biggest punch
It’s the little things that come along in bunches
It’s the little things that make life big
It’s the little things that matter the most

It’s the little things – a harmless little white lie
It’s the little things – a tiny bit of blue sky
It’s the little things – the sparkle in your eye
It’s the little things – whispered promises at goodbye

Mixed and Mastered by Woods Studio October 2023
@woods_studio

Little Things

The Long Road Back to You (Featuring Ruth Reid)

Chorus:
Time will not heal my wounds,
I'm crippled by you
Where are you, our eternity?
I'm waiting to meet you

Verse 1
There's nothing more I can do
I'll put my arm around your shoulders 
There's still hope
And I want to see summer.

Couplet 2.
I'll be gone, I'm just a moment in your life
But we'll meet again in your dreams, just remember me.
Trust me

Eternity won't understand us
Eternity doesn't want to help us

Время не залечит (Time won't heal)

This song is dedicated to my friend Mitch

Lenore

Lenore (demo)

The song is a Christmas song that should include all people, no matter how, where and with whom they experience Christmas. It should remind people of the great time and that you don't just go home for Christmas, but that Christmas is home. The only month of the year where society (even across religions) all share the same cozy feeling of home at Christmas, even if it is different for everyone.

Elle Gee & Vin - Christmas Is Home

Quoth me a figure for the mountain of beans, that I think I might need to be done.
How much can I need just to set myself free and to let myself breathe? Can't be wrong?
Buy me a pot for my river of dreams, to contain all my schemes, when I'm gone.
I'll buy up the lot and consume it or not. What is mine? Was it yours all along?

Oh, give me a home where the antelope roam, gyre and gimble, and play.
Where a strong melody catches on to the breeze, 
stays in their ears for the rest of their days.

Tell me your medicine, tell me your cure, and I'll show you a ball with a chain.
Just to be rid of want, ain't about the piquant, it's the smile that you give to the rain.
You kids think you're clever rebellious things when you're smoking up, brewing up, reins.
See, you're playing the game. 
It's the "others" refrain,  just so easy to deal with insane.

Oh , give me the win, let the antelope sing, gyre and gimble, and play.
Let my sure melody, catch the rythym and breeze, echo for eternity, with no fade.

A pile of grey plastic to soothe any blisters that can not be seen on the soul.
A selfie, acquaintance, a work friend, repentance, a tenner, reluctance, the dole.
A shiny new TV that links to the world with a series of infinite taps.
A pricey new  never-up-ending appliance to really put you on the map.

Oh, show me the road, where the antelope cope, gyre and gimble, and play.
Let my melody sing as my spark glows within...

A bill paying, consuming, full-fledged member, an eagle eyed user of woods.
The good boys club isn't accepting new members, I think that you misunderstood.
A shiny gold cloak that masks up your existence will just fall away in the end.
A doctor, a seamstress, a lover, a mistress, a cleaner, a banker, a friend.

Oh, give me a home where the antelope roam, gyre and gimble, and play.
Where a strong melody catches on to the breeze, stays in their ears for the rest of their days.



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I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus        (Tommie Connor - Jimmy Boyd) Cover

Guitar, Bass, Keys and Vocals by Robert Grigg
Composed and produced by Robert Grigg

You Can Man

After watching the news about the volcanic eruption on the Reykjanes Peninsula in Iceland, the four-piece post-rock band Laxá composed the first track of their new album as a result. 

Entititled "Eldensgill," which translates as "Fire Angel", it melds post rock and classical elements provided by the Heima Quartet.

The band members are:

Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello/Double Bass

Eldsengill by Laxá [Icelandic post rock]

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