First and foremost my condolences for your loss. This is a beautiful song and tribute to your late wife. This type of expression is what music is all about. Thank you for sharing this

just wanted to show some love here after hearing this on Johnny's page - beautiful, heartfelt vocal performance and lyrics! my condolences for your loss, Stephen - this is a wonderful tribute 🤍

I have waited a while before I commented on your song as I wanted to do it justice. Your journey from grief to creation has been remarkable, and I am so very proud of you. You honour Máire in a most profound way through your words and melody.

This song is beautiful.  So powerful and beautiful and heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing.

First heard on Johnny's cloud and had to thank you too. Very poignant and moving. So well done guys

Most moving song here. Music of the heart's always the best

It takes courage to go into the emotional & political territory of these songs and spoken word pieces.  Mouse goes there - clear-eyed & unflinching. Power to ya, Mouse! (from Canada)

Just a quick note to thank you all for taking the time to listen to my song for Maire, and for all your support and encouragement in all the songs and spoken words produced so far. Johnny did a great job on the production of this and considering there are very few effects on the song, (well, apart from the outro that is!), the song tried to retain its emotion and sadness throughout. As you would appreciate, it was a difficult song to write and perform in many ways, but I hope it got its message across to people who are going through similar experiences. I’m in rehearsals now for the next lot of songs and spoken words which, with Johnny’s help, will come out sometime later in the year. In the meantime, love and peace to you all. MOUSE

1. Loose Bruce
2. It's Your Fuckin' Birthday

2023-04-26: Middle Ages Brewing

Altrove (Another time, another place)

BOXY / DCOMPOSEUR - MODERN GRACES - DCOMPOSED

low quality bass track that i completely forgot about.  lost in the archives 

Sleeping on the job

This song is about my grandfather's recitation of a traditional joke when he would pass a cemetery, he would say, "People are dying to get in there," and how this joke has transcended three generations of my family, with my own kids now reciting the joke. They have added, "....and the wait is killing them." Either way, the song is about how we live on after we die through the loved ones we leave behind. 
The lyrics on the recording are different than these lyrics posted. After I recorded this song, I returned to these lyrics and made changes so I could recite it as poetry. I added more imagery. I so appreciate the musicians and artists who support my work and only hope we can all continue to stay inspired and grow through our art. 



No Discord
Darren Sullivan: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Tamborine
Josh Dylan Peters: Drums 

Lyrics:
They were thrown to the thieves
Into the sleeves with stolen cheese
Breaking into the floor lookin for more
With a gun at the door

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries –“Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming - better a blanket on bed

Living on the lake in the breeze
Got the balance that you need
Challenged by that week on the ledge
You made a pledge from behind the shed.

I was one of those guys that never complained 
When the couch got stained
But I felt the blame
So I learned to get tame 
On a verdurous plane

But the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
They ask questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries, “Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds winter was coming better a blanket on bed

When we arrived we were met with their swords
We made peace through our music with no discord

We said that we don’t care
We don’t care when the snare hits the bear

Oh my god you threw it out!
Poison left to share
 Oh my god you gave up stout?
Better stop your stare
Best alive with blooded ties
Given up the cynical cares

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past overgrown, familiar cemeteries “Hey Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming- better a blanket on bed

Verdure

No Discord

Heart Of A Robot

This is my song for Máire and for you. It doesn't really need much explanation. So, give it a listen and see what you think.

Written and performed by Stephen Mc Bride 
Produced by Johnny Mc Farlane

The Path

Ghost

(I Remember) Berlin In The Seventies

Hearts Move On

Video;
https://youtu.be/1jAi0uPlano

Re-Release; 
Made in #Ableton

Genres;
#Electronic
#Pop
#Rock
#Experimental

Break Your Silence

Hello. I go under the name of Mouse. I've dabbled in and out music for many years, but I have only now got to the stage where I'm taking it a bit more seriously. I try my best to play music in a tuneful sort of way and sing songs in a hummable sort of way. I hope you like my songs and spoken word 'listenings', and you are always free to comment. I might not like all your comments though, but at this stage of my life, I'm just too old to care. I also have an Instagram account @mousehasspoken, which you may find quite interesting with poems and videos a-plenty for your perusal. Love and Peace to you all. Mouse

The Path

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