I love this part! The finest melody and uplifting feeling.

nice vocal range with just the right amount of vibrato.  a little dolly parton vibe but edgy dig it

Mmmm very nice all up. beautiful timbre . Love the hey ho parts ... wonderfully sung highs to lows :)

wow I'm glad I'm listening to this again Suzanne; it's an awesome tune and performance

Excellent song. So beautiful composition, vocal and sound 👌 Great work !!!!

Hi SuZanne, just realised that there are some song of yours I haven't heard yet, so had to put that right. This is wonderful and sung so well. A real treat, so a big thanks to you. Best, Mark

Fantastic vocal, of course, but let's not overlook the precise, rhythmic, passionate guitar playing on this great song.

Come to see if you had anything new on your cloud. Had to have shed loadsa spins of this amazing track while visiting. Still as fresh and beautiful as the first listen many moons ago. Your voice fucking hurts and I just cant get enough......

This list is pretty much dedicated to the heart stinging stuff out there, somewhere between unbearable and heavy burden listen flow my tears style and beautiful , angelic, ethereal and so much more.

Here you will experience more calm, maybe somewhat "uplifting", but mostly more flowmytears and deep sensible listen, dreamy, balladic and real touching stuff.

I am every day amazed how i experience this dedication, superb quality and beautiful music here on SC, that i thank the maker, that, whatever chain of events caused this, i ended up here!

Trying to put those really cherry picked songs into an order, which i think they would make sense and put you in some kind of state and flow.... going with the sorrooohhhwww...

Love you all!

Ethereal Songwriting and more....

The burning eternal question - do you love me?
Do you love me, you love me?
Well so do people who sell ice-cream
They'll say anything, they think I'd like to hear

Do yo love me like they do?

Hey girl, you better watch out
cos people care not for what you may
Though it's written on their faces
They hide behind sweet words

Anybody for ice-cream (or tennis)?
(a nod to @nic_nic_nic: Nic for tennis suggestion)

Live Studio recording, engineered by Darren Flynn
Drums Steve O'Keeffe (The Pale/BluesConfidential  www.bluesconfidential.com
https://soundcloud.com/bluesconfidential) 
Bernard Byrne (The Pale)
Lead vocals, BV, guitar, art by Suzanne Ledwith

Change of Address

Hey Ho

Puzzling Chamber♯4 D85 浮かれインソムニア

Composed by Charles Chambaz in a 7/4 signature
All instruments, effects are performed, recorded, and mixed by myself.
For more information, see my public Profile
All rights reserved.

Night Flight 74 - Charles Chambaz

For my dear friend Francesco
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/4iFqu

Cenerentola / Золушка

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714 CE in DADGAD Tuning (all tuned down a half step and capo'd at the 7th fret.)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography

I wrote this his song imagining the days when travelling large distances by foot was normal and the hardship encountered by a traveller on a long journey when the winter weather closes in......
Lyrics:
The light was fading fast
A traveller far from home
Snow fell hard unyielding
Winter striking its blow

From far upon the hillside
He looked down on the valley below
Searching for a sign of 
Shelter from the cold 

Down there in the distance 
A glimpse of candle light
A window through the darkness 
On this bitter night

The prospect of a haven
On this lonely road
A simple roof and walls of stone
With shelter from the cold

Come inside, there’s safety now
There’s warmth here while you rest
There’s room there by the open fire
Beside the chimney breast

Here’s food to give you comfort
a warming cup to hold
Gather up your strength
While you have shelter from the cold

I know not how to thank you
There are no thanks to pay
The sun will rise tomorrow
And you’ll be on your way

Such kindness I shall ne’er forget
This story shall be told
A kind and gentle stranger 
Giving shelter from the cold

Shelter From The Cold

Feverently denying taught religion, even though it brings you comfort. Extolling Darwinian evolution, whilst feeling comforted by phones, Fitbits and myriads of bio technologies.

Consciously avoiding the group photograph's, then pondering where you are when you see the resulting masterpiece. Ever wondering which action makes you more human.

comprehending inhumane, but struggling to grasp human.

Sometimes the human touch isn't enough.

My children seek blankets or cuddly toys to comfort them. When I seek comfort/familiarity or reassurance, music offers me warmth, either listening to, or recording. 

Thank you for sharing your music, or listening to mine.

I'm very lucky. ☮️

Ode to peaceful

Shine On The Surface Of The Water

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Gibson 335 Electric Guitar solo. Harp Rhythm. String Quartet. Viola, Cello, Bowed acoustic Contra Bass. 1st & 2nd Violins. Percussion Djembe, Timbales, Rain-stick. Drums Cuban Cascara.

Still Kickin'

Cathedra

An unconscious exploration of the conflict and growth at the birth of a season, also the conflict within myself as I explore this art form further. I had no idea what was going to be explored within the music until it happened.
Helen x

Our process started off with a simple repeating chord progression on the piano for Helen to improvise over. We gradually added more elements once the vocal parts were complete and the final element is a field recording of the dawn chorus, recorded at 5am in our back garden.
Andy

Words and Music: Helen
Music and production: Andy

Impatient awakenings

Francois Pierre live recording and TRAXTER beat and mastering :Guitar Live Rec 2022 03 26 IMPRO

F P Guitar Live Rec & TRAXTER

Ewig will ich Dich loben

Buy it on iTunes - https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/mary-kills-single/id1186362488

Written by Kathryn BERRY, Sari Dajani and Gin Veli
Produced by Sari Dajani at PSDMusique
 
Inspired by the made for TV series Mary Kills People and the works of Emily Dickinson

Mary Kills

I've uploaded a video to accompany this song (Youtube link below)  
Any views would be much appreciated 

https://youtu.be/OsAejk0QE2c

Best wishes
Richard :)

Like A Foreign Place

All rights reserved 9/7/2020

Late to the Show

You came in from the pouring rain
And stepped into the light...
Worn and frayed
That stormy night...

You slipped up to the microphone
Held with all your might
Quarter past ten
That Tuesday night....

The kit it fell silent
The bass man he froze 
Echos through the rafters
Straight to the soul...

The silence was so deafening
Until you let it go...
Rich and arresting
How could they know...

The teardrops rolled like thunder
From your eyes into theirs
Rivers of emotion 
For all to hear...

The kit it fell silent
The bass man he froze 
Echos through the rafters
Straight to the soul...

Late to the Show

Corners

Broken Dreams

Tomorrow
December 27, 2020  All Rights Reserved

Shadows stretch upon the avenue in time
And echo chambers pass the time away...in rhyme 
With repetition by design...
Right before our eyes
One more time

When the mourning comes before the dawn
Underneath electric skies 
There’s a place where we can run and hide
A place for you and I...

Tomorrow holds the second hands...of time 
The past will leave itself behind...this time
The wheels of change will turn from yesterday 
Roll on down the line 
One more time...

The forest lies somewhere beyond the trees 
If we could get there that’d be fine...
Reason’s just another casualty
of a truth so undefined...

Shadows stretch upon the avenue in time
And echo chambers pass the time away...in rhyme 
With repetition by design...
Right before our eyes
One more time

Tomorrow

Random Space-Ape Synth-Nerd somewhere out there!

Listen to Korima songs at www.korima.net


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Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

Spring Solstice


Winter Solstice 
The Winter Solstice is an astronomical phenomenon that marks the shortest day and the longest night of the year. In the Northern Hemisphere, the Winter Solstice occurs on 21 or 22 December, when the sun shines directly over the tropic of Capricorn. At sunrise on the shortest day of the year, for 17 minutes, direct sunlight can enter the Newgrange monument, not through the doorway, but through the specially contrived small opening above the entrance known as the ‘roof box’, to illuminate the Chamber.

Samhain
The púca
Of all the ghosts and fairies abroad on Halloween, the púca (or pooka) was the most feared and October 31st was known as Púca Night in parts of Ireland. The púca, meaning 'goblin', can be malevolent or benevolent and is not solely associated with Halloween. It's a mythological fairy and the ultimate shapeshifter, capable of appearing in a variety of forms but most commonly as a dark horse or part dog.

October 

Night migration of birds.

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September

Barn swallows bury themselves in mud in lakes



August

Barn owls and birds of prey on the move
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July

Watching bats emerge at dusk.

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June

walking in meadows




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May
The Dawn Chorus:  Ireland 5 am.
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First swallow of the year
Welcome, welcome
From out of mud in lakes
Were you resting there?



March

Unveils like a first thought
A whisper



February

"Nothing stands out yet", you said
As you looked over your shoulder
Broad and rounded, square and hunched
I thought I heard you say, "We are water
And over time we solidify"

Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

January
Snow white egret
among fields of greenandbrown
Are you lost in its vastness?
Bubulcus ibis.

DE-cem- ber
Silver EEL migration 
down river to the sea
on a moonless night

through
an obstcale 
of nets
Cutting blades
pollution
And 
Par -a -sites
White egret



December
Mild to touch, not yet winter
snow drop dropping still
daffodil 

November, can I surrender to your dying
Are you truly dying or surrendering



Is it not enough to be ALIVE, autumn 
As birds migrate thousands of miles, autumn
Of an inner stirring and outward knowing

Is BE-ING
to Our Mind
bor -ing

As summer turns, it turns
To autumn, autumn
The slugs and worms live at the root; 
The slugs eat the juice of carrot
Is it good for their EyEs too...?

I buried a 'th' in the soil
With vowels and nettles
And I, this eyE, aye, oh
This What...?
This sometimes
Known thing
Doesn't kNOW oh oh

Winter take, take these
Sor rows, lay them
Deep ee eep
To become worms
for the birds to eat


ever ever
Denied to

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Concept Art by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic design by Simon

Hey Ho

SuZanne Ledwith

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