such a nice, almost childish, tenbder voice that comes so nice with simple old melody

Wow--So wonderful SuZanne--had not heard this one ln awhile, l had forgotten how Pretty this song ls:):)

darklings of winter! great. beautiful tune, great story song so sweetly sung. (<;

THESE ARE OUR DREAMS

Here In My Dreams. ( 1993 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

Here's a video that was created by Philleann.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F2Yf5PJ8_QM

I was very lucky to collaborate with Philleann @philleann: on such a beautiful song. 
Peter @user-264930040 collaborated on the lyrics. 


The Glimmering Shore

They married in haste on a bright winter’s day 
Knowing the next tide would sail him away 
But he pledged his return come the warmth of the May
 And to wait for him there on the glimmering shore

High masted whaler, fading from view 
Beyond her horizon of shimmering blue 
Steeling her heart, through tearful adieu 
Set to wait for her love by that glimmering shore

May’s softness as swallows came dancing on air 
July blessed her life with his daughter so fair 
Then autumn winds rising, whispering despair 
While she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Darklings of winter, snow blankets the sand.
 Earth forged to ice, life stripped from the land. 
Daily returning, the horizon to scan 
To wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Weeks swelled to months that folded to years
 Hope’s light expiring, extinguished by fears 
And the salty sea roared and it crashed like her tears
As she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Like a ship gripped by tempest ne’er to break free
 Her heart imprisoned on a turbulent sea. 
No lighthouse of guidance to lead her to lee. 
She'd wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Vocal - Suzanne Ledwith 
Guitar - Philip Hitt
Lyrics - Philip Dale & Peter Keenan 
Music - Philip Dale

Picture by Lukas Robertson via unsplash.com

The Glimmering Shore (feat. Philleann)

A link to the youtube video that accompanies this song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crs2pKKUZIA

Years ago
The earliest man in the world
Would be waiting for the Sunday papers
Waiting for the sun to show

And shadows fade
A silence you just want to save
Theres nothing in my mind, its aimless
The news of the world is painless

And everyone forgets their nightmares 

A breeze outside  
Brushes my skin and dies
I’m half asleep and lazy
The words on the page are hazy

And everyone forgets their nightmares

You want to leave, today
But the ghosts in my head say stay

The day begins
And up there a telephone rings
A radio gently calling 
A car in the street is stalling

A creak on the stair
I can feel you there
You’ll join me at the table
We can only do what we’re able

And everyone forgets their nightmares

Sunday Papers

One of Nature's sweetest fragrances, rain-washed air.  What a delight and honor to join Dan-DT, Clara, and Seagull in making this fragrant aural experience, and my maiden voyage into Dan's lovely genre of French Fantasy more of which can be heard @dan-t-3.  Seagull's lovely music can be heard here @farout-music-studio.

After The Rain  (Dan-DT, Clara, David, and Seagull)

secrets

Secrets

When you give your self to someone, you will miss a part of you. But, at the same time, you´ll grow up together with the other person. The same thing happens when you collaborate with other artist. At the same time that something of you is lost, it is enriched in many other ways.
Sonic Kitchen has filled this piece with strength and color.
Please check it here: https://soundcloud.com/sonic_kitchen/sonic-kitchen-the-bird-inside-the-part-you-miss?si=dfccdcc4c3c94b61bb62f5f85f251cf8&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

THE PART YOU MISS

It's Not A Straight Line - Jamie Rhind

The title "Ballad for Alma" reminded me of an episode in the Book of Mormon, where the son of a presiding high priest went among the people, telling them to disbelief his father. Here I imagined what could be the father thoughts, with a small meditation on the nature of hope, faith, and charity.

BALLAD FOR ALMA

No one wants to be alone,
either in bliss or sorrow.
Angels above invite.
Demons from hell entice.

In the great fight for the souls
you chose to disbelieve it all,
join the skeptics, praise  the world,
delighted to play with fire.

Still I hope you'll come back home.
Hope is belief and desire.
New hearts are given to some.
Beliefs are our choice alone.

And then there's faith.
Faith is more than wishfull thinking.
Faith is hope with revelation
from the subtle mighty voice
that can burn, but cannot lie.

Thus I trust that voice to warn you.
Then you'll see and then you'll cry.
From the deepness of despair,
in the dire and lonely night,
all will seem beyond repair.
But what I told you will come to mind.
And then you'll remember the name you should call,
and it's going to be allright.

There's no charity in darkness:
It's a feature of the light.
Demons from hell entice,
but love will always invite.

Ballad For Alma JFC (Based on Neno J. guitar piece)

Featured on the album 'Welcome to Dystopia Land' https://on.soundcloud.com/vX696

Beautiful Nightmare

Long Way / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer
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If you want the track different ...  contact me!
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Concertino for Cello part3 (mastered by @MyOpus)

I had a dream, and I wrote this song not to forget it. 

Technical highlights: hand played bass, slightly odd riff on chorus (15/2) & some extra psychedelia.

Pic & sounds taken with my phone during a recent experience which could help me understand the dream, maybe…

Letra  /  Lyrics:

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)  /  NÍMOR (I don’t know where I am)

Entré en la sala sin hacer ruido,  /  I entered the room making no noise,
los pocos que vi eran desconocidos,  /  the few ones I saw were strangers,
busqué una cama que estuviera libre y dormí.  /  I looked for a spare bed and slept.

Al día siguiente no encontré mi sitio,   /  The following day I didn’t find my place,
todo estaba lleno de desconocidos,  /  the whole room was full of strangers,
me di la vuelta para salir y te vi.  /  I turned around to leave and I saw you.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …

La cama de al lado estaba vacía,  /  The bed at your side was empty,
y me preguntaste si la quería,  /  and you asked if I wanted it,
la quise y pronto nos hicimos amigos,  /  I did and soon we became friends,
desconocidos.  /  strangers.

Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...
Nímor, no sé quién eres…  /  Nímor, I don’t know who you are …
Nímor, no sé qué pasa…  /  Nímor, I don’t know what’s going on...
Nímor, no sé dónde estoy...  /  Nímor, I don’t know where I am...

Te pregunté “¿cómo se llama este sitio?”  /  I asked you "what’s the name of this place?"
y me contestaste que estaba contigo,  /  and you answered that I was with you,
y sin darme cuenta te quise mucho y dormí.  /  and unconsciously I loved you so and slept.

Ahora del sueño ya me he despertado,  /  Now from the dream I’ve already woken,
tu nombre lamento no haber preguntado,  /  your name I regret not having asked,
te llamaré como el sitio en que te conocí.  /  I’ll call you like the place where I met you.

Nímor (…)  /  Nímor (…)

ER27HC06 ©1995 ®2015

Honorable broadcast (34:47 - 40.00): http://jeffhickmott.podomatic.com/entry/2015-09-18T05_02_20-07_00

Nota para el oyente español: ninguna influencia de Chiquito de la Calzada en el título; lo pongo tal como lo soñé y punto.

NÍMOR (No sé dónde estoy)

This is my second song with Steve Ring.  We play classical music together.  Steve plays cello and I play viola.  Steve also is an excellent piano player.  This song is polyrhythmic.  it is in both 3/4 and 4/4.  You may notice the piano triplets throughout carrying the 3/4 time signature.

Our Last Night
Steve Ring and Dan Lockhart


Chorus:
Our last night there will be one we
Will not know ‘til it’s gone
Say-vor each pas-sing mo-ment we share without a care

Verse 1:
We met one rainy night in the middle of nowhere
Found one another that night
Now no longer lost
Magic happened to us there
Our time together has been nothing short of wondrous
All good things we know must end

Verse 2:
Our love grew and grew as it blossomed into full bloom
Our precious time together meant so much to us 
now we hold those memories dear
We looked forward to sharing now we look back fondly
All good things we know must end

You can find our first song together here:
https://soundcloud.com/dan-lockhart/new-friendships

Our Last Night

Rainy Fun Idea

Yeah, back to the roots 👻 ... again 🤸🐣🤸‍♂️

☢ ATTENTION: "Don´t Sleep" is taken from an old👴cassette !!!
Remastered > as much as possible 😩😏 !!!

''Don´t Sleep🦉Tonight!'' > Dröhnung by DudellicAh! (2019)

Original Versions by MatiniOh!:
> "Don´t Sleep - Original" issued on the first album "Special-Bird-Mix (1997)"
> Intro & outro song: "Back On Track" > album "!Swing On! (2009)"

W.A.M.(atiniOh!): 🧐 Eine GROSSE Nachtmusik [DudellicAh!s ''Don´t Sleep🦉Tonight!'' Dröhnung]

Musique EmmaJack
Paroles : Vincent Rothenburger
https://youtu.be/LLzR5PntlXM
Les pluies acides 
-Les parricides  Sont à plaindre Car ils sont orphelins -L'extralucide ne peut craindre les plis de son destin -Par temps humide Les noyés Lèvent les yeux au ciel -Les pluies acides Font pousser Les fleurs artificielles  Les catastrophes  Atténuent  La surpopulation -On a l’étoffe Décousue Des héros en cal’çon -L’amour trucide Sans pitié  Les marguerites si belles -Les pluies acides  Font pousser  Les fleurs artificielles  -Les W-C sont Sans issue Dans les débits d’ boisson -En avril on A pendu Haut et court les poissons -On se suicide par gaieté Car l’amour donne des ailes -Les pluies acides  Font pousser Les fleurs artificielles  -L’air se voit quand Il fait jour Les cibles sont plus belles -L’air nonchalant Des vautours A dévoré le ciel -Masques du vide Tes baisers Font des trous dans mes ailes -Les pluies acides  Font pousser Les fleurs artificielles

Les pluies acides 🌸

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“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

The Glimmering Shore (feat. Philleann)

SuZanne Ledwith

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