Foi - Encore la force 
Dans ce bureau, je rêve encore,
D'une vie qui devient un décor.
Les lumières brillent, mais c'est froid,
Qui peut vraiment comprendre ma voix ?
Mais où sont les promesses d'hier ?
Les rêves s’effacent dans la poussière.

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Des rêves cachés dans un carnet,  
Des espoirs que je  peux pas oublier.  
Les heures passent, je suis d’accord,  
Mais mon envie grandit encore.
Les lieux blanchis ont vu mon silence,
Je garde en moi toute ma présence,
Je voudrais arrêter cette fois
Mais mes pensées ne s’effacent pas

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Et quand la nuit recouvre tout,  
Je rêve d’un univers doux.  
Une lumière, un espoir fragile,  
Je la suis, même si c’est difficile.
Dans le silence, je m’évade, 
Je veux qu’on entende 
tout ce que j’ai en moi
Même si le monde ne voit qu’un masque, 
J’ai encore la force d’y croire, encore cette foi.

Foi - Encore la force

Mud (again)

це просто в моїй голові 

хлопчик

'strike two'

scotty: acoustic pearl export, epiphone casino, fender squire 3/4 bass. Just blowing off some steam, y'all. 

strike two

an older tune I cleaned up a bit
it is a tribute to actor, singer, dancer, artist, and author Russ Tamblyn, who turns 91 in December.

I wrote the song around the time I retired from my  medical career. So  along with references to  Russ and childhood memory, there are veiled allusions to this strange  new exciting but a bit unsettling life circumstance in the lyric.

As per Russ 
He danced and acted in Westside story  and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers most famously but was in a bunch of movies in the 50s and 60s.. and ....my favourite as a kid was the War of the Gargantuas, which  for Russ was a creative low point ..but  it got him to Japan
opening clips from WotG...the middle and end clips from his movie Highschool Confidential



PS The line in the last verse Words stuck in my throat..lifted from the song The Words Get Stuck in My Throat From the movie War of the Gargantuas...sung by the wonderful Kipp Hamilton who has to contend with a Gargantua groupie..dont worry she survived....clip of the song in the movie is here
https://vimeo.com/358726099?fl=pl&fe=sh
Devo did a cover of it years later


Russ Tamblyn

I'll get a Tokyo life                             
Say some words off the script          
Monsters in play                                
Career gone adrift                               
I can make it in spite                          
Of the way they dub my lines              

I'll sail to the East
Maybe take me a bride
Dance out regret
Act up with pride
Let me do it 
Let me do it
Let me do it brother, what do you say?
My little boy brain wants to be Russ Tamblyn for a day

I wanna be cool
I’d like to be strong
A fighter who dances
A singer of songs
Add some rhythm 
Put some muscle on these rhymes 

The streets of the West
I'll be taking a side
Living forever 
This world’s opened wide
Let me do it
Let me do it
Let me do it, what do you say?
My little boy brain wants to be Russ Tamblyn for a day 

In 1970                                         
I saw him on the TV screen        
With those creatures, one             
brown, one green                         
My Gargantuan celluloid dream   

They said I could bail    
I’d much rather swim
Head above water
Life on a whim
I can make it in spite
Of their doubts and their goodbyes

Words stuck in my throat
What's left to say?
There's only myself
I can't stay away
Let me do it 
Let me do it
Permit me if I may
My little boy brain wants to be Russ Tamblyn for a day
My little boy brain wants to be Russ Tamblyn for a day





Russ Tamblyn(the Ballad of the HotR)

YouTube link: https://youtu.be/wOQXAaVnFc4 

Enjoying each moment every day strengthens mental resilience and helps manage stress more effectively. Focusing on the present enhances life’s meaning and improves the quality of interpersonal relationships. Finding joy in small things builds lasting happiness, independent of external circumstances. 

Codzienne cieszenie się chwilą wzmacnia odporność psychiczną i pomaga lepiej radzić sobie ze stresem. Skupienie na teraźniejszości zwiększa poczucie sensu życia i poprawia jakość relacji międzyludzkich. Radość z małych rzeczy buduje trwałe poczucie szczęścia, niezależne od zewnętrznych okoliczności. 

Disfrutar de cada momento cada día fortalece la resiliencia mental y ayuda a manejar mejor el estrés. Centrarse en el presente aumenta el sentido de la vida y mejora la calidad de las relaciones interpersonales. Alegrarse con las pequeñas cosas genera una felicidad duradera, independiente de las circunstancias externas.

Golden Days

lovely days in portland

Years ago, my brothers and I had spent several weeks getting my dad's house ready to sell after he had passed. I was in the realtor's office ready to sign the paper work when the prospective buyers asked why I wasn't buying the house I grew up in.  I said (not thinking) "Too many ghosts".  The realtor immediately jumped in and said, "he means memories" to which I smiled confirming the needed clarification:)  It does beg the question however, how many "ghosts" haunt our lives; bad decisions, fractured relationships, things we did or failed to do.  I have found hope and forgiveness in the Christian faith, others have found healing in the passing of time, others still carry a heavy burden of what could have been or should have been.  Peter explores the theme in poignant verse to Seagull's quixotic soundtrack.  I am honored to  contribute a few colors to the tapestry;)
Acoustic guitars left & right; David Dunham; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Master of the music, lead guitar solo, mix & production;  Seagull @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara Sorace
Track art: Bing images
Ghost of a Sense:

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss,
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past,
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there,
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare,
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
.......some worthwhile inner self.

Ghost of a Sence (Seagull, Peter, David)

Song from the rock opera Five Thousand Sasquatch

North American Rocketball

mountain of regrets

We are all gods

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Le vinyle est prêt, pressé à la demande.
Une descente en groove dans les coulisses de la French Touch.
Boîtes à rythmes poussiéreuses, synthés analogiques et fantômes du Rex Club.
💿 Pour ceux qui ont dansé tard, et écoutent encore.
🎧 Commande ici :
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🇬🇧
The vinyl is ready — pressed on demand.
A groove-soaked dive into the backrooms of French Touch.
Dusty drum machines, analog synths, and the ghosts of Parisian nights.
💿 For those who danced late, and still listen.
🎧 Order here:
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Mud (again)

Stephan B