REALLY digging the "no longer in the comfort of familiar surroundings" vibe of this one, particularly after end of #3 implies the transit of the protagonist and/or listener from one physical space to another...

Wow these pieces are seriously good. I intended to go to bed ½ an hour ago but this music won’t let me. Bravo dude 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

Now I feel like a spy in an 80s film. In the best of ways.

That beat is sick! Love it to the bone! Very well done!

Ahh so nice and moves so easily from tribal to downtown Berlin and back aggin. Cool tune Steve!!

Human jungle mania! Hush, hush, even downtown voices carry! Entrancing!  You're giving my curiosity a major erection! LOL! SO COOL, Steve! 😍

This is the story of a man, which is probably in his prime, or on his way there, being totally drawn towards electronic music and synthesizers.

In a state where he is highly working on his physical and mental skills and trying to pretty much live at fullest in the present day, there is still this longing back for and into the 80s, influencing his actions ...

One fateful day, there is this one paper ad, this one thing, which changes ... everything!

Enjoy this audio-visual journey into another world, and time.
HQ Version can be bought directly on Bandcamp.

Bandcamp

1981

Be My Fuel

It's so sad  that we can not have gigs.  Musicians all around the world still have hard times due to pandemic.
I composed this song for my band, but the next gig is cancelled because COVID-19 infection is increasing again. So I present this song in one-man band style here .

Fragments Of Tears

The Finale of my 'Eyes' Album. I had three versions of the song, which I crashed together to create this....

The Eyes

Doctor Doctor Doctor (1998)

Originally composed 2022. This version has been enriched with extra instruments.

You can find the original version here - https://soundcloud.com/kandykop/float-1?si=6cbfd416f7114722a9647e77d9fbb2b7&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Float 1 D1

November

Album 1981 - in the right order:
https://soundcloud.com/steve-fullyard/sets/1981a


This is the story of a man, which is probably in his prime, or on his way there, being totally drawn towards electronic music and synthesizers. 

In a state where he is highly working on his physical and mental skills and trying to pretty much live at fullest in the present day, there is still this longing back for and into the 80s, influencing his actions ...

One fateful day, there is this one paper ad, this one thing, which changes ... everything!

Enjoy this audio-visual journey into another world, and time.
HQ Version can be bought directly on Bandcamp.

Conspiracy (04)

Written by Terry Reeves

Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement, Production & Final Mix

Watching my brother Bri living out the last few months of his life was probably the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do.  We had been told that there was no cure for his illness and that, at some point, the inevitable would happen.  But right up until the final few days, he refused to accept this, believing that, somewhere out there, there was some magical remedy he would find to take it all away.  He consulted with so many ‘alternative’ therapists, who all promised their brand of snake oil would deliver him from all that ailed him.  These were always both expensive and totally useless.  

A few weeks before he died, I was sitting by his hospital bed when he actually asked me, “Do You Believe In Magic?”  Knowing what I knew, what possible answer could I give?  Bri already knew the answer too but, all the same, I wished I could have given a convincing and unequivocal ‘yes’.  Difficult though it undoubtedly was, I had to reply that I didn’t but wanting to support him as best I could, told him I believed in him and would always love him 

There is nothing worse than watching someone in their final moments, particularly when they have been such an essential part of your life.  As you get older, facing this scenario becomes unavoidable and though age provides a better understanding of the fact, it never reduces the pain.  Both Gal and I faced similar bedside questions from Bri and this song tries to reflect those onerous, interminable times when one has to be both supportive and honest all at the same time.   

What can you say about Hans that hasn’t already been said?  When I sent him the demo of this song I did wonder if the subject matter may prove difficult.  But his  incredible ability to manifest every emotional nuance in his arrangements is something that always inspires and impresses, as demonstrated so beautifully here.  (Terry Reeves)

Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in changing world?
Do you believe it's tragic?
Do you believe there's more to be told? 

Casting spells with waving hands
Praying thoughts with pagan strands
Making deals with Devil's soul
Sharing fears for spirit parole
No, no

Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in immortal thoughts?
Do you believe in metric?
Do you believe in nine times nought? 

Tribal dancing, releasing curse
Tantric thinking, avoid the worse
Watching stars for future needs
Not drinking tea but reading leaves
No, no

Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in sacrifice? 
Do you believe in panic?
Do you believe in rolling dice?

Chanting mantras one more day
Reiki heat takes pain away
Resurrection not in the plan
Wooden cross protect the man
No, no

Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in searching prayer?
Do you believe in medics?
Do you believe in going nowhere? 

Holding bible in folded arms
Writing words, performing psalms
Chasing shadows, finding light
Avoid the truth, increase the fight
(Repeat verse)

No, no

Do you believe in magic? (Repeat until end)

Do You Believe In Magic? Cripple Club & Hans Albers (please see description)

My lyrics below inspired Chuck to produce this track.
Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Guitar and Mix by Chuck Aaron

HE NEVER GOT A FAIR SHAKE			
NO MATTER HOW HARD HE TRIED			
NEVER GOT A BRAKE			
ALWAYS WANDERIN' WHY			
			
NO MATTER WHAT WAS GOIN' ON			
HE NEVER CAME OUT ON TOP			
WHAT DID HE DO WRONG			
HAD WORKED NONSTOP			
			
(CHORUS)			
HIS GRANDPA ALWAYS SAID			
JUST KEEP ON KEEPIN' ON			
NEVER GIVE UP THE FIGHT			
KEEP ON KEEPIN' ON			
ALLWAYS DO WHAT'S RIGHT			
KEEP ON KEEPIN' ON			
ANGEL'S ARE ALMOST IN SIGHT			
			
HE DIDN'T LET IT GET HIM DOWN 			
DID THE BEST THAT HE COULD DO			
RUNNIN' FOR THAT TOUCHDOWN			
CAUSE HIS TIME WAS OVERDUE			
			
HIS LIFE WAS FILLED WITH STRIFE			
NEVER STOPPED DREANIN'			
WANTED THE BEST THINGS IN LIFE			
NEVER STOPPED TRYIN'			
			
(REPEAT CHORUS)			
			
NEVER GIVE UP THE FIGHT			
ANGEL'S ARE ALMOST IN SIGHT			
			
2020 © Lyrics by Tony Harris (BMI)

Keep On Keepin' On - Lyrics by Tony Harris - Featuring Chuck Aaron - New Original

Full release on Album: "Anthropomorphism" on:
- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/7aLiCDH3GGpdnz8eXXifU2?si=d0rv0KhzTrqIoyK2_BfTqQ
- Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/gb/album/anthropomorphism-ep/1805797138

Kit: Launchpad, CS2x, Volca FM & NuBass, MiniMoog D, Sector, Animoog, Logic Pro X...
Acknowledgements (Samples): Animals from Kenya including Laikipia County, LondonOrbit - sounds of London.

Anthropomorphism 1: Metaphorical (excerpt)

Instrumental version of the Natt Brus smash hit, Tinsel Town, a tale of neglected yards, wells, and the brevity of canine lives. 

All instruments by Admiral Krank. Drums by Mo Sheen.

Waylaid In Tucumcari

Arcade (05)

1981 (03)

Break The Wait (02)

Give Me Back The 80s (01)

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE (DADGAD tuning - all tuned down a half step).
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

I wrote this song during the lockdown, imagining how much more difficult things would have been in days gone by, when earlier generations had so very little means of communication. Travelling minstrels would go from town to town and entertain the local people. In my mind, I pictured townsfolk gathering to listen to a minstrel's song, bringing a message of hope, that their future would be brighter, all joining in to sing in candlelight, illuminating the darkness. I hope this song brings some joy in dark times.
LYRICS:
The people gathered round
To hear the minstrel sing
A song to bring them hope
That winter would turn to spring
The frost was biting deep
And the snow had lain so long
So the people gathered round 
To hear the minstrel’s song

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

Times may be hard
But somehow we know
That seasons will come
And seasons will go
So together all as one
With voices so strong
People gathered round
To sing the minstrel’s song 

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

Their voices all rang out
Out into the night
The magic of a song
Sung by candle light
Watching the flames
Of the candles burn
Waiting …for 
The winds of change to turn

The winds of change are coming
Let them hear you sing
The winds of change will turn
Winter into spring

The Winds of Change

The Winds Of Change

Random Space-Ape Synth-Nerd somewhere out there!

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