You're an original but in a McCartney-esque way! Nice work!

Very lovely singing and harmonies and playing. Well done yet again

Reminds me of Simon and Garfunkel, nice track!

Why do I feel transported back into Simon & Garfunkel's 1960s? Nice work.

Sounds like it's straight out of the sixties. Love it!

New songs released in the first half of 2023. From the Albums Frank, After Bar Sinister and A Number of Mirrors.




2023: Danny Dyer's Chocolate Homunculus

Mantras with energy to honor Goddess Parvati who made this album through me.

Om Kleem Om Gum

I'm aware that you don't want me here
The spikes in the concrete make it clear
And the look of disgust on your face
Stings me cold in the streets in my place

It's been this way for oh so very long
It will be this way till the day I'm gone
I feel the ice run deep inside my bones
Cold in the streets one day I'll die alone

And I'll drift away, floating like a feather in the wind
My gift one day, is never to disturb you all again

It's okay that you don't know my name
It's okay that I make you feel strange
And it's clear that the world would be
A much warmer place without me

It's been this way for oh so very long
It will be this way till the day I'm gone
I feel the ice run deep inside my bones
Cold in the streets one day I'll die alone

And I'll drift away, floating like a feather in the wind
My gift one day, is never to disturb you all again

Cold In The Streets

Turning Tables

Turning Tables (Adele Cover)

Many thanks to The Bawl Slant for mixing and mastering this one for me. Excellent job. 
https://on.soundcloud.com/zF2rL

Salty Sea [The Bawl Slant Remaster]

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INTEGRITY

An evil eye,
taking you down from inside,
and a chance to find.
All promises pitch up and die.

The darkest days,
provide us an easy escape.
But, pain is safe,
it's better to stay in one place.

Save me if you must insist that I'm crazy.
Hesitating, im too lazy. 
to dig myself out of this hole.
Oh, show me a way through the doldrums,
then hold me, never again, to be lonely.
A spark still remains in my bones. 

As age increased, 
pictured in dramatic releif.
A statue that weeps,
with a wink and a turn of the cheek.

You carried on. 
In spite all the chords you got wrong.
For one final song.
No one is here for too long.

The main line.
The way through the forest at night time.
The secret that lasts a whole lifetime.
No darkness encroaching upon.
Let go of me.
Because everything can be just rosy.
The doldrums can be warm and cosy.
When you learn to be on your own. 

Alcohol. 
A saccharine plaster that falls,
off all too soon.
A madman that howls at the moon.
A beaten soul,
A pocket of nonsense to hold.
Like a shining stone,
All pathways that lead your to home.

Depression 
Perhaps this can be a good lesson,
to not notice what you've been missing,
to separate mind from the soul. 
You'll never get,
without at least getting your feet wet.
At least you're not quite bloody there yet.
You don't even know what is wrong. 


The Doldrums

Have you ever known this kind of cat, so sweet, so tender during the day and a monster at night who dismantles your whole house?

CATastrophy

CATastrophy - KRT Production

This wonderful song by @matthias_am_klavier is a trip through landscapes and inner realms, a topic that has always fascinated him. Thanks a lot to Matthias for asking me to record the trumpet part and Adam Tucker for doing the mastering.

Approximate translation of the lyrics:

We fill up the bottles,
the goal the horizon.
In the heart no pain, no thoughts,
our worries are gone too.

So far this world,
so wonderful this sand,
With you by my side
With you by my hand

Here no one can stop us any more,
swimming in the horizon
Wide open views, from high cliffs,
deep inside us, the land speaks.

Flying high, circling the coast,
Deep in the sea, we see the ground,
Warm air warms our thoughts,
Deep within us, the land speaks.

Then in the evening under the blankets
Cold air on the face
Infinity in the starry sky
which then engulfs us

Trumpet: Igor Iofe @igor-iofe-1
Mastering: Adam Tucker @adam-tucker-composer

Sea In Sight [Matthias Am Klavier, feat. Igor Iofe]

As the crowd rushes the stage,
all the cobwebs blow away,
and the memories of your fears, 
flooding back.
As the see-saw rises out,
from the sand pit in the ground,
you see obstacles between you and the floor. 

What comes up always comes down, always a friend who hides his frown,
you can never see him coming till it's late.
Oh, the ground approaches quick,
and you're not ready for it,
as you're bouncing and you're landing on your face. 

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 

As the blood pours down your face.
You can see they've raised the stakes,
and there's nothing left to do but have a crack.
Though kept down you raised me up,
in this world of buttercups,
to and fro-ing as the balance works us out. 
The see saw crashes down,
when one side seeks the ground,
yes it's easy to forget about who you owe.
But to play games on your own,
is a fools errand you know.
I'll lift you back up if you keep it safe for me. 

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 

Oh, the nerves you feel for days,
that will just not go away.
Or the thoughts that keep lying awake at night.
Or, a day out on the sand,
and your feet on salty land.
Are just different edges, same old butchers knife.

Up and downs.
This is life?
Can you take it in your stride.
Ins and out.
Side to side.
Can't seem to get the balance right. 


See-Saw

Song about the Law.
Yes - I am taking the p*ss. 
But I did meet a Lawyer last week with no front teeth - which made me think.

Law Man

A cover of a song by Seize the Day that I found on here and really liked. It doesn't top the original, so head on to his page and give him a listen. 
www.soundcloud.com/labiserock
or this is the song.
https://on.soundcloud.com/KVPrd

Lyrics (which I definitely got wrong)

Feel the silence of your shame.
If you're lost and turned around.
Feel the anger in your soul.
Shake your mind, or close your eyes.

You get down like a bear skin, 
on the ground, you get down.
Shake your mind.

You get down with the bullshit,
in the trash, you get down.
Shake your mind.

Feel the evil in your tongue.
Which you could do without.
Feel the movement in your skin.
Put some ice right in your veins.

You get down like a bear skin, 
on the ground, you get down.
Shake your mind.

You get down with the bullshit,
in the trash, you get down.
Shake your mind. 

Shake your mind. (x4)

How do you feel so fine?
Your smile seems to say.
Shake your mind.



Shake Your Mind [Seize The Day Cover]

Thank you for listening.

Original song: Seether - Driven Under

Driven Under

Driven Under | Quote My Name & Estrella (Seether cover)

Oh, the sea surges up to the steps,
people turn away from the squall.
Wild the wind carries on through the cracks, in the window pane, or the walls.
And the distant smells of the spring,
seem so far away, February.
On the edges, the growth just begins, barely peeking out, staying small.

Oh, the purple that drips down the garden wall, doesn't feel the rain, or the cold.
Though the cracks in the concrete are widening, it's just containing, ever more.
Like the distant faces without, never welcoming, don't begin.
Always outside and not looking in, never reckoning, not at all.

Mr Jones wont you settle down.
If you wanted to get better you'd of wrote yourself the letter. 
It must contain everything, 
That you've ever thought or felt from the start of this thing. 
Of course, you're just finding this out. 
You really should of known and had this all figured out by now.
You see, you just can't be helped, 
won't even take advice as we dish it out.

Mr Jones we're trying to help you out.
If you'd just ignore our mistakes and stop pointing them out. 
You'd see that you're really caught in our trap.
Cause we can't offer you help until you've sorted it out yourself.
This is the cheapest way,
for us to think weve made the slightest difference today.
Whilst doing practically nothing.
To be honest we wouldn't know where to begin.

Oh, the caption reserved for the photograph, doesn't try to tell, truth at all.
Like the face and the clothes that belong to me, all I'll ever be, for yourself.
Like a trinket that once held a memory, a forgotten thing, a miss step. 
Or a plant that emerges a week early, in the frosty breeze, fading health.









The Outsider

Superlative Sister Susie.
Drinking anything she's feeling bluesey.
Like a Romany River Queen.
Telling all her stories, but they're hard to believe.
Contango clever me. 
Ugly apple blossom hanging from that tree.
Superlative cycler man.
Abraxas anthus, hidden plans.

You took it all, passed it off as a word.

The White Knight of Lenster is sitting down. 
A rover scout, he's looking around.
When Silver Bob of Langville talks.
He's a crossmatch craftsman. 
A clever walk.

Altered the bar and made the absurd. 

Romany River Witch. 
Four thousand holes just formed a ditch.                                     Oh, we could go and frequent such. 
All the best doggies are learning Dutch.
Contigious felonies. 
When you stood down, you bruised your knees. 
Argento placental crutch. 
Nothing really ever matters so much.

You gave your word to notify blame.
You watched as I went down in flames.

Romany River Queen

Now you're looking through the remnants and the haze.
And a memory's just a picture that must  fade. (away)

I can tell you wanted to leave before you go.
But if it's so nice to meet me, say hello. 
Hello, Hello.

Oh, if history can teach us just one thing.
It's that we all end up right where we begin.
(it's a sin)

I can already watch you leave before you go.
I can already hear goodbye as you say hello. 
Hello, hello.

Can you hear the peels of the liberty bell,
as the jackboots are marching under a grey spell.
Can you hear the growling and wailing in woods, where the Monsters are lurking and up to no good. 
Can you hear the echoes of summer on  grass, as the task master tasks you and sets you to task.
All the good children que sera at the moon.
Which is floating in space like a carnival balloon. 

Oh, the danger in a meeting, good to go. 
And if you give me the wink then I would know. (Oh, for show)

I can already see your smile begin to go.
As you open up the door and say hello.
Hello, hello.




Hello

Cover art photo by Gilberto Parada on Unsplash.

Track art photo by Vlad Grebenyev on Unsplash.

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