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MelancholyFminor

A home recording, on New Year’s Eve 2021, of the Scottish poem & folk song Auld Lang Syne (Times Gone By). 

May the New Year 2022 bring you & your families health, happiness and lots of love! Thank you for listening. I’m a mom who sings & writes poetry and prose. 

-Stacie

Vocals by Stacie Eirich, Piano by Sing2Piano I Piano Backing Tracks 

Link: 

https://www.stacieeirich.com/

Auld Lang Syne

This is a song about those you depend on.

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I LOOK FOR YOU
(c) JunkHeap Apr 06 2022 / Remixed-Remastered May 2025

Sometimes the days wear me down.  
I'm looking outside,
see my reflection in the window.
Furrowed brow and worrying  
etching its lines.
   
The world it turns and burns,
seems like it'll always be this way.
Hope shines bright through the clouds, 
as we wish for a better day.

I look for you.
I see your face in the crowd. 
Her eyes call to me, 
and we meet and 
hold each other so close. 
I feel your warmth.
See the throngs of people
moving like a wake around us;
in the ordered chaos, 
we save each other from it all.

ch. / break

My pillar of sanity, is you.
I look for you 
to whittle away the time 
on this insane ride.
Laughter and I get you.
We're past the pleasantries.
So many great days behind,
so many ahead.
So many great days ahead.

I look for you.

I Look For You

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Lightning

哀悼 -grief-

｢実現 ~ CRESCENDO COSTANTE」

Concept music for a scene of a graphic novel. Part 3 of 4.

Music written, produced, performed, mixed and mastered by Thomas O'Higgins Horna.

Cover art: "La tour rouge" (1913) by Giorgio de Chihiro. Edited by me.

This track is not to be used to train AI.

REALIZATION

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THE PATHFINDER was one of the first tracks we produced as OESJ. In the very beginning in 2016 it was never released in this original version. We dug out the PATHFINDER again and reworked it. Here it is in the version from 2022.
Peter Pasch aka @docfritz > Drums, Percussion / Remix and Production
Ralf Wadephul > keyboards & synthesizers
Composed, Arranged & Performed by 
OESJ | ORCHESTRA OF ELECTRIC SPACEJAZZ 
© OESJ | All Rights Reserved | www.oesj.eu

THE PATHFINDER

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, arrangement and production.

Einstein determined that time is relative and that the rate at which it passes depends on your frame of reference.  Now I’m not saying that I’m much of a scholar of his work but what I do know is that when the Covid pandemic was at it’s height and we were all confined to our homes, many of those that I spoke to didn’t even know where in the week we were, let alone the time of day, so yer man Einstein probably had a point.

This song was written long before the pandemic surfaced and came during telephone and email conversations I had with my two fellow Cripple Club garage band members, Gary and Hans . For example, I was chatting to Gal one day when he said “You know, I just can’t get the hang of time, these days.  Weeks seem to just merge into each other”. 

On the very same day, Hans sent me an email in which he stated "I’m really struggling to get the hang of time at the moment…” As someone who spends much of his time at home anyway, the two ‘hang of time’ statements did resonate with me and therefore carried an intriguing synchronicity.  I’m not someone who thinks these things have any mystical significance but the fact that they had both used precisely the same expression on the same day certainly placed the idea for this song in my mind.

Thanks again to Hans for taking the concept and formulating it so brilliantly into his arrangement for the song.  And many thanks to you for listening.
(Terry Reeves)

I just can’t get the hang of time
Tomorrow seemed a million miles behind
And yet a date turns up in front of mind
What more to remember or try to find

I just can’t get the hang of time

Another month goes by without a breath
Although breathing in moves me to the left
Time to the right can cause calendar theft
Pitching very low sounds to a musical clef

I just can’t get the hang of time

No shaking up time without showing my age
As click track continues keep missing the page
Never losing my temper but cheating a rage
There is never a tempo that keeps sounds in a cage

I just can’t get the hang of time (Repeat)

BREAK

Qualified people pointing a direction to live
Not one understands why I’m mentally captive
Each box with a tick but the time doesn’t give
My Individual need making all words so inactive

I just can’t get the hang of time

A window reflection shows a man with a beard 
Tuesday or Wednesday? All days disappeared
I just can’t get the hang of time
It wasn’t meant to be an ageing skill of mine.

I just can’t get the hang of time

THE HANG OF TIME - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

St. Carolina

Life Of The Working Man

Traum EP by AWITW
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Edgar Allan Poe

Perception

'Time Travel And Other Journeys' is the tiltle track from a new album that I am working on at the moment. A fusion track inspired by the never ending experiences encountered in every day life and also whilst dreaming.  I'm joined by the wonderful wind playing (Flute and Clarinet) of Georg Boehme on this track. Adding as always another dimension of sonic mastery to the piece.

Time Travel And Other Journeys

Time Travel And Other Journeys (Feat. Georg Boehme)

Dans une atmosphère éthérée au bord du Lac, le chant murmuré s'estompe peu à peu, pour laisser place aux guitares rugissantes.

In an ethereal atmosphere on the shores of the lake, the whispered vocals fade little by little, giving way to the roaring guitars.

MURMURES SUR LE LAC     Patrick Picault

Moonlight bath

sadness grows deeper gradually like early morning dew running down a leaf before sunrise

etude de la deception

Written, played and recorded by Richard Gonfrier.

Delphine Portier:  Backing Vocals
Dirk Taubenheim:  Lead Vocals

A million thanks to my friend Richard Gonfrier for offering me this song to collaborate on. I really enjoyed it. Please check out his page https://soundcloud.com/richardgonfrier to find more exciting Indie music!

01.00 am  RICHARD GONFRIER  ft. The Gatsbys

Part of the Planting EP, coming out on Bandcamp on Friday October the 14th and going to streaming on November the 4th. Thematically a positive number for me about how small things you do in the present can bear fruit in the future. Features my son Isaac and artwork by Richard Miles. 

Sorry if you've heard it before, been fiddling

Planting

Cosmic Symphony

Adam Coppock - Live Drums
Michael Walker - Guitars, Bass, Harmonica, Vocals

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered on the Fostex 8 under the Big Purple Datsun Sky Rocket Flares...

Today is The Day

When I woke up today 
I had the guts to finally say
Told myself today was going to be the day

Wipe that smirk right off of your sleeve
Put on some ambition and try and believe
Deep down I knew it was up to me

There is no reason why I cant fly 
Just as high as the birds up in the sky
Making Honey out of other peoples Money 
Isn't all there is to me

I figured out its OK just to be me
I figured Out it's OK just to be me

No I don't want to live alone
Alone all by myself
There is too much to share with somebody else
So I give you my trust 
It's worth it
There is no doubt to me

When I come down alive
Through these crescent eyes of which I will carry
Knowing better now 
Direction is no longer blurry

With a smile I will look back at you
Holding back the laughter and the tears
There is no reason why I cant die now
No Failure, No Fortune , No Fears

Through the years, the smoke and the mirrors
There is no place I would rather be
It's because of you I found myself My dear

it's OK, It's All OK

Today's the Day

"Once in a lifetime" is a new song in which we collaborate doing the music and production (Mixing and Mastering) with the great singer and songwriter Winkandwoo, who wrote those sensational lyrics and put on a great performance. We are very grateful to this great artist. You can also listen to it on his page: https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo/tracks

Musical creation: Freddie M. Band
Mixing and Mastering: Mastering True Music.
Lyrics - melody-Interpretation: Winkandwoo

* Mastering True Music * copyright ©. 2020

ONCE IN A LIFETIME
LYRICS:-
So you can sell us pretty pictures in your cinemas
And you can sell us your technology and real fast cars
So you can tell us pretty stories in your history books
But you won't tell us of the heroes who've been overlooked

And now it seems the tide is turning on your great facade
You just ran out of luck and drew the losing card

We are now in a once in a lifetime
And onto a whole other timeline
It's clear this is just at the right time
It's true
Yes this is once in a lifetime
And we have been given a lifeline
We know this is just about high time
It's new

So you can can sell us all the war and hate and we just lap it up
And you can sell us all the ammunition to back it up
So you can tell us of the brand new cure for your disease
But you can't keep us from uniting that's our expertise

But now it seems the tide is turning on your great facade
You just ran out of luck and drew the losing card

We are now in a once in a lifetime
And onto a whole other timeline
It's clear this is just at the right time
It's true
Yes this is once in a lifetime
And we have been given a lifeline
We know this is just about high time
It's new


* Mastering True Music * copyright ©. 2020

Once In A Lifetime(MTM Feat.Winkandwoo)

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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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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