RhuneStar 3's 2021 COLLECTION (PART ONE)

The Upload

Immersion

Thanks for: Photo by Dominika Roseclay from Pexels.

Spring 2021 (multi genre)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yjom8na2pYM
http://theturtleproject.wixsite.com/theshell

I see the beauty in everything 
From the dirt on the floor to the paint on the ceiling 
I see light 
I see life 
I see love everywhere 
From that most infectious smile to that vacant stare 
I see light 
I see life 
I see dreams every day 
From the people up on stage to the bodies in the graves 
I see light 
I see life 
I see wonder on the face of every child 
From the angel in the corner to the one that drives you wild 
I see light 
I see life 
I see relief, I see them jump around 
I see belief in their faces as they mingle with the crowd 
I see light 
I see life 
I see miracles blowing on the summer breeze 
From the clouds in the sky to the leaves on the trees 
I see light 
I see life 
I see peace for everyone 
Stick a white flower in the barrel of your gun 
I see light 
I see life 
And I felt comfort in all I feel and see 
The moment I realised it can't just be me 
Who sees light 
And who sees life 
Do you see light 
Do you see life 
Do you see light 
Do you see life

Slowly Does It

L'AMOUR EST UN AUTRE PAYS (Petite chansonnette d'amour)

Para Lia - 'Leaves Of Grey'
words and music by René Methner, Copyright 2018

'hope is a waking dream'
aristotle said
sailing through the waves of time
'i have to keep my eyes closed'
the smart politician regrets: 
'these are hard times'
 
on the eternal chessboard
young soldiers are marching on
where a hundred armies have fed the ground
while an army of selfie sticks
is floating pretty ancient stones

and the leaves of grey
are sealing the stained marble plates
are weaving a winding sheet
when the wisdom goes to seed

'hope is a waking dream'
aristotle said
'and don't forget that history
repeats itself,
you fools'

and the leaves of grey
are sealing the stained marble plates
are weaving a winding sheet
where the wisdom goes to seed

they are hiding the inscriptions on the philosopher's stone
they are caressing the kings and queens ashes and bones
and the leaves of grey
are floating down to cover the remains of what we think is our eternal flame

Leaves Of Grey

Para Lia - Leaves Of Grey

The Groover

Waves

Salute to all COVID-19 victims and Healthcare Staff.

Artwork by Stefan Keller  •  Deutschland / Germany

Angels

Where we go one we go all.
https://soundcloud.com/atom-collector-records/tracks
https://soundcloud.com/juxtamusic
https://soundcloud.com/turtle-project

Scenario Bizarre

Hands Across The World ( We'll Be Fine Baby)

amazon

HANDS ACROSS THE WORLD( WE'LL BE FINE BABY)- Juxta/The Turtle Project/winkandwoo

Artwork by Gerd Altmann  •  Freiburg/Deutschland

Blurry

*** VIDEO NOW ON YOUTUBE ***
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hQ8DbjOXzw

We hope you enjoy this instrumental version of our song Rise. It may surprise you to know that, other than the computer-generated drum sounds, there are no keyboards or synthesisers: all of the sounds were created with electric and bass guitars!

Rise (Instrumental)

Rise  (INSTRUMENTAL) by  RhuneStar 3

As You Are

Nakedverse and I have co written this new tune go and listen to his awesome other works -https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Video:- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LBkiUbWPJ9Y&lc=UgxbqCIeN62JYGurplx4AaABAg.9QaeYuvQE1U9QahgG3G-dV&ab_channel=winkandwoo
Lyrics:-
As the Autumn starts it's murderous goodbye
We see the summer dying now
And sing it's lullabye
As the season tends to make us shed our skin
There's a reason that we're
Made to go within

Fire's hot
And water flows
(THIS LAND)
Air's free
And soil grows
(THIS LAND)

It's the harvest and the moon is shining bright
The crisp light shimmers on the 
Wet pavement with sheer delight
The orange blanket of the leaves that fell to ground
Are quickly trodden over by 
The shoes that rush from town

Fire's hot
And water flows
(THIS LAND)
Air's free
And soil grows
(THIS LAND)

No you can't stop
No you can't stop
Forever changing

As the Autumn starts it's murderous goodbye
We see the summer dying now
And sing it's lullabye
As the season tends to make us shed our skin
There's a reason that we're
Made to go within

Fire's hot
And water flows
(THIS LAND)
Air's free
And soil grows
(THIS LAND)

This Land
Nakedverse & winkandwoo 2020

This Land - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

lyrics:-
Now what you gonna do
With all that freedom
And who're you gonna 
Turn to now
And when it's all revealed
What's the solution
Can anybody tell me how

In 2021
This shall all be done
The prophets and the gurus
Say that we will see the sun
In 2021
Wake up everyone
It's power to the people
And the war is almost won

It's not time to dig your grave
Refuse the distraction
Get up start making waves
Move into action
For all we have is now
Time's an illusion
Get ready to take flight
And just allow

In 2021
This shall all be done
The prophets and the gurus
Say that we will see the sun
In 2021
Wake up everyone
It's power to the people
And the war is almost won

winkandwoo 2021

2021

Better Days

Light

My first song of 2021. Lots of piano, synths, clarinets and bouncy bass. 🎶🎤🎵🎧💕

Heavy

Let's start the year in a slow mood.
Is slow life the solution...?
happy new year my dear friends :) enjoy 2021 with peace, happiness, love and be healthy <3
Thank You all for the support, listens and shares, also for all the wonderful messages/comments You gave me <3
P.L.U.R

Take me higher

Take Me Higher

Original music by : FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin composer Cover hart by : Suzanne Morin  artist painter

THE MAGIC FOX

Background

This is my take on an old traditional song. The earliest reference I've discovered is around 1847.  It supposedly had other titles 'The Grinders' and 'The Saddle on the Right Horse'  

It is a vivid description of the lot of Sheffield Grinders, working and often dying early in life due to their trade. The 'Grinding Hull's' mentioned in the lyrics were grim places, full of particles of metal and dust from the grinding wheels. Historical evidence suggests boys were often apprenticed from nine to twelve years of age.

Through my working career I was employed in the Steel Industry engaged in scientistic work and environmental research, quite a bit of it related to occupational health problems, So it is no surprise to me and very fitting that I wanted to get this song recorded. As a Sheffield lad born and bred it connects for me I guess. 

Apparently a version of this traditional song was recorded by 'The Ian Campbell Group' in 1972 and the band 'Afterhours' from their eponymous cassette only album from 1988. After hearing the 'Afterhours' 1988 version, I decided to work up a DADGAD guitar arrangement of my own.  Here is the result.
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Instrumentation and Arrangement

I wanted a simple arrangement for this song as really it's all about the lyrics and overall message. I used a DADGAD guitar tuning and aimed for a strum pattern that hopefully reflects the cyclical rhythmic quality of the grindstones in use.

After the main vocals was recorded I decided a bit of backing vocals would add a bit of extra spice to the overall song. Sometimes voice and guitar is all you really need. :-)
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The Sheffield Grinder (Lyrics around 1847)
**( with small revisions for this version)
(Photograph taken from the Illustrated London News 1866)

The Sheffield grinder's a terrible blade.
Tally ho, the grinder!
'Fore he sets his little 'uns down to trade.
Tally ho, the grinder!
He sets ‘em all down to grind in the hull,
Till their bodies are stunted and their eyes are dull,
And their brains are all dizzy and dazed in their skulls.
Tally ho, the grinder!

He shortens his life and he hastens his death.
Tally ho, the grinder!
And he’ll drink steel dust with every breath.
Tally ho, the grinder!
And he won't wash his hands ‘ere he eats a meal
And he won’t wear a mask as he grinds at his wheel
And he’ll die as he’s lived, as hard as cold steel.
Tally ho, the grinder!

(Instrumental)

The Sheffield grinders of whom we do speak.
Tally ho, the grinder!
Well they’re men who’ll earn just one pound a week.
Tally ho, the grinder!
But of Sheffield grinders another sort
Methinks ought to be called to court,
Aye, and that’s the grinding Government Board.
Tally ho, the grinder!

At whose door lies the blacker blame?
Tally ho, the grinder!
Oh where lies the heavier weight of shame?
Tally ho, the grinder!
Is it the famine-price contractor's head,
Or on the workman who’s under-fed,
And who grinds his own bones and his children’s for bread?
Tally ho, the grinder!

The Sheffield Grinder

I spent two years making Punto Ártica album as a whole, and I mostly played my mom’s Spanish guitar in the spare time. This theme and chords got shape with time, without any plan, in some different variations I’ve tried to remember and craft here.

Even a 7/4 vocal section had come up. In the spirit of this new profile, I asked Codi (https://soundcloud.com/noisealter) to adapt my translation of a poem I wrote when my age was about 1/3 than now (see below), and he also sung it with the passion and delivery I was looking for !!

Original poem  /  First translation:

FEBRERO  /  FEBRUARY

Efe de frío, Febrero,  /  ‘F’ for Freeze, February,
tiempo de ocio y ventura  /  leisure and venture time.
Sueño, guitarra, lectura,  /  Sleep, guitar, reading,
paso intermedio.  /  intermediate step.

Tiempo de amigos y risas  /  Time for friends and laughter,
de descanso e ilusión  /  of rest and illusion
de esperanza y ocasión,  /  of hope and opportunity,
muere la prisa.  /  the rush dies.

Febrero de nacimiento,  /  February of birth,
pausa para el estudiante.  /  pause for the student.
Los problemas van delante,  /  The problems go ahead,
estoy contento.  /  I’m happy.

F E B R U A R Y (vocals by Codi from NoiseAlter)

THE SONG WITH NO NAME
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Coptright AB Music 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9wTEzWb6-E

WHEN WILL THE DAYLIGHT COME
THERE'S NO MORE SKY LIVING INSIDE
WHEN WILL THE LIGHT COME ON
WHEN YOU GET HOME   A FLASH OF LIGHT

BUT LIFE WILL PASS US BYE
AND NEVER SAY GOODNIGHT
NO KEY TO THE OTHERSIDE

WHICH WAY DOES THE RIVER FLOW
IT'S LOOKING REAL DRY EXCEPT WHEN I CRY
THE MOON AND THE SUN WILL RISE
AND EVERYDAY   THEY CALL YOUR NAME

A LIFE OF RIGHT AND WRONG
A NEVER ENDING SONG
NO KEY TO THE OTHERSIDE
(Break)
THE TICKING OF TIME GOES BYE
THE MEMORY LANE IS FADING AWAY
THE WAVES ARE ALL CRASHING DOWN
AND EVERYDAY HAS NO NAME

SO LIFE WILL PASS YOU BYE
THE PUNISHMENT FITS THE CRIME
NO KEY TO THE OTHERSIDE

THE SONG WITH NO NAME

THE SONG WITH NO NAME (see info for video link)

Welcome to my immersive world !

Thanks for listening

Better Days

Steve Maranda