I really liked this one a lot. The song is really moving and the production work on the track and vocal are just great. Well done, Suzanne and Donal.

So beautiful when you reach those treble notes...

OMG this is beautiful! I found this on Candyside link and I'm so glad I did! Your voice is truly amazing and the guitar work is brilliant, man! I keep coming back to that voice! and the way you deliver those superb lyrics is unearthly!! I AM A FAN!

Another beautiful song ..thank you SuZanne for sharing your talents with us..
Cheers 
Luke

Here's a live video the song, introduced by Christian. 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJkdo0Pcmlw




I was 16 when I arrived in Liverpool, in 1955
I knew no one, thought no one knew me
Till I heard someone call out my name


At the port I was ordered to sign papers
but I could not read or write
Ashamed and weighed down
It said with me all through my life

Leaving Ireland, is my way back to you
I will return very soon
Over the sea that separates you and me

Part of a three track EP, Where lines meet, featuring Dónal Lunny 
Mastered by Ivan O'Shea live sound engineer for Danú. 
Bouzouki, guitar, bass and drum programming Dónal Lunny
All vocals, acoustic, ukulele Suzanne Ledwith
Music, lyrics and photograph by Suzanne Ledwith
Vocals, guitar and ukulele recorded by Suzanne Ledwith
All songs copywritten.

Leaving Ireland

Leaving Ireland Featuring Dónal Lunny

Confused?

Live Studio recording, engineered by Darren Flynn (The Pale)
Drums Steve O'Keeffe (The Pale/https://www.bluesconfidential.com/
Confidentialhttps://soundcloud.com/bluesconfidential)
Bass guitar Bernard Byrne (The Pale)

Lead vocal, BV and guitar Suzanne Ledwith
Photography taken by Suzanne Ledwith

Change of Address CD

Orange Sun

I wrote this song after an in-depth conversation with my mother who spent years searching for her mother.  It's in 7/8; perhaps reflecting the irregularity of relationships.

Bouzouki, harp, bass and drum programming, mixed and premastered by Dónal Lunny
Mastered by Ivan O'Shea
Editing/Vocals/BV/guitar/photo of my mum by SuZanne

(Because you asked Jeff.  When my Ma met her mother she commented on the colour of her eyes and said, "They're brilliant blue..." and it's the way she said it and looked that stuck in my mind)

Brilliant Blue
Her eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
I take after my father, they say he was a farmer
My mother's at the window as I say goodbye
I've only just met her, she is 84 0r 85

Refrain: Brilliant blue eyes, greet my brown
I've waited all my life, for this

2lb 4oz wrapped in cotton wool, placed in a cardboard shoebox
given to nuns in Bloom Street
Manchester in 1940, I was one of many a child and mother
sent from Catholic Ireland

Refrain      Lahlahlahs

Sixty-two years since we met, mother
I just wanted to see you one time, if you want me too
Your eyes are brilliant blue, mine are brown
as I leave the white-haired woman
It was dead of winter I was found

Lahlahlahs   Refrain

Brillinat Blue Master         

Brilliant Blue featuring Dónal Lunny

You can purchase the track here: https://suzanneledwith.bandcamp.com/track/particle-guitar


Steve Pumphrey's inventiveness, musicality and virtuosic guitar playing have infused Particle Guitar with celestial splendour.

Privileged to have had this track mixed by Damian Chennells https://soundcloud.com/damianchennells
Mastered by Ciarán Cullen
https://suzanneledwith.bandcamp.com/releases
Art concept by SuZanne Ledwith
Photography by something&knot Productions 
Graphic Design by Simon

Are you a fixed star of unknown location
Strumming a particle guitar celestial creation
Are you the beat of a solar storm, travelling earthbound
Of elemental form worshipping sun dog
To the sounds of the whistling sun

Strumming a particle guitar

Are you a shooting star
In an absent moon sky
Dancing past Jupiter and Mars
Through a billion and one stars
Are you the s e e ds of a 
Cosmic explosion
The pulsing beat 
Of a supernova

Strumming a particle guitar
Whistling son, is that you I hear?
Son? Is that you?
Strumming a particle guitar

Particle Guitar

--- solaric psychalovic indie rock song for lovers and survivors :)---

Don't miss the music video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6f5CdoW0qBI

Words And Music By René Methner, 
Recorded and Produced by Para Lia, Mix By Para Lia With Thommy Hein, Mastered By Thommy Hein in the Thommy Hein Tonstudios Berlin. 
Cover Artwork: Georgia Moschogianni (@tzo-moschogianni)

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saw you stumble along on an empty field
jumping over all the black holes of pandemic fears
filled with the collateral damage
no empty gaps
it’s not easy to find a direction
when the world turns mad
when the whole world turns mad

don’t give yourself away
sunchild
don’t surrender to these days
sunchild

the moment you see the horizon it starts to slip away
get your head up into the stars to light your way
saw you stumble along on an empty field
chased by pandemic rabbits
but you were better in hitting the hook
so it seems

don’t give yourself away
sunchild
don’t surrender to these days
sunchild

Sunchild

To the beauty of simple things, like that of this beautiful Spanish Sparrow

SPARROW

The search for a more peaceful existence away from the commotion, corrupt or not, of society.

Let Me Go

My Island

Lyrics;
Summertime and the living is...
Hey! I Know that guy! ...

I saw him
Yes, I saw him
Santa Claus
chiilin'
in his big driveway
Had to be a reindeer's dream
Santa in the summer
With a four wheel sleigh

Hot August sun
All dressed in black
Santa having summer fun

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

He's the jolly old man
With a shiny Caddy
Right here
in Fishers Indiana
Not the place
I thought I'd see

He's even cool
In the heat of day
Resting up                                        
Before the great big giveaway

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

Yes it's Summer
And Santa's living life
Just like anyone
up and down this street

Summertime's
Not the time

But there he was we all saw him
Me, my kids, my wife
Kicking back in Fishers
The surprise of our life

So strange to see the man
Dressed all in black
Not the red and white
And bag of toys upon his back
In Fishers Indiana
With a big Cadillac
But yeah, I saw him!

A big white beard
A big ole tummy
Winter cheer
His summer disposition is sunny

Summer Santa

The ancient mystery about Men & Women, still trying to figure each other out!

Good luck w that xD

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Samples used

Ella Fitzgerald - You don't know what love is
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3zkYRDMidxA

SRV - Little Wing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=An4uDegHB8s

Steve Vai - Tender Surrender ( small samples )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yw74sDWPH7U

Movie - Strangers when we meet (1960)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19JXVQoQVUw

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Remixed by LS / 2022.

Woman, stop asking me these difficult questions

Opus78

New & Different

Altrove (Another time, another place)

Basement Rock Star

When moon becomes human to meet wolf who is sun.
This song is off the current EP, called Where lines meet, with Dónal Lunny.
Bouzouki, guitar, bass and percussion programming Dónal Lunny
Mastered by Ivan O'Shea live sound engineer for Danú.
Song arrangements, guitars, all vocals, music/lyrics by Suzanne Ledwith
For those interested in myth:Lough Owel
There are conflicting legends relating to which lake Turgeis the Norwegian warrier who persecuted Christians was drowned in at the hands of King Malachy.
The Annals of the Four Masters states that after he had plundered Connaught and Meath and burned Clonmacnoise that he was taken prisoner by Maelseachlainn, son of Maelruainaidh and afterwards drowned in Loch-Uair.
Local oral tradition states that Turgesius was rolled down The Captains Hill in a barrell into the waters of Loug Owel.
MacGeoghegan on the other hand gives an account of his death in Lough Ennell. http://www.askaboutireland.ie/
Photograph taken by Steve O'Keeffe of Lough Owel.
All songs copywritten.

Where lines meet

Pearly Moon Featuring Dónal Lunny

“Into Your World" was played on BBC Introducing. Have a listen at. https://www.korima.net



Korima’s song “Root” from debut EP “Into Your World” aired on RTÉ 2XM- The  London Ear - 23rd September 2023
 
The London Ear | The London Ear - RTÉ 2XM (rte.ie)
 




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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April
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

Leaving Ireland Featuring Dónal Lunny

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