Reminds me of 'Blonde Redhead'. Your vocals are amazing 🖤

🔥🔥Beautiful SuZanne🔥🔥
Beautiful Vocals & lyrics 🌹
💯Your instrumental accompaniment are brilliant 💯
awesome job producing🔥
👏👏👏Bravo👏👏👏

Love this! Perfectly balanced sparse instrumentation and soulful, nuanced vocals.

Your MegaMix

@keithtimmonsmusic : Melody and Lyrics - Keyboards - Vox
@man-on-a-grill : Beats - Bass - Acoustic and electric guitars

A tale of horror.

Keith TimmOns w/mOag - Sour Tides

www.korima.net
 
Korima's songs are written, performed, arranged, engineered, and produced by SuZanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).
https://soundcloud.com/candyside-arcade/white-sail-korima

White Sail

When I was young I played beneath a big old Lilac tree that was in my grandmothers garden and I felt safe when I was hidden in under the branches surrounded by the beautiful purple flowers and the pungent aroma of the Lilac perfume this was a safe and a happy place for me. This feeling has inspired me to write the Lilac tree and dedicate it to my Grandmother Lilly (Elizabeth) Her husband died very young and left her with 5 young children to bring up  by herself, she was an awesome woman and this song is for her. 

I would like to thank my friend Finn Eces for bringing this song to life with such feeling and beauty. Finn is an awesome producer and a truly amazing vocalist and Musician and a great songwriter. Thank you Finn for this truly beautiful Lilac Tree.

 A very big thank you to Doina Bora who's amazing playing has added immensely to the feel of the song. Thank you so much.

more from Doina here www.youtube.com/channel/UC52RssrQfHu-751e-0rqIFw
www.tiktok.com/@doinabora3?is_fr…&sender_device=pc

Song written By: Johnny Mc Farlane 
Played, produced and sung by : Finn Eces  https://on.soundcloud.com/maUoc
Violin : Doina Bora

The Lilac Tree    (Featuring Finn Eces & Doina Bora )

Glimmer On The Horizon, A Distant Twinkling Beacon Of Hope

Enjoy the BRAND NEW single from Shock the Algorithm, "RAMONA".
Taken from the forthcoming debut album (Slated to be released mid-2024).
Go grab it digitally via #bandcamp y'all>>> https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/

Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGvWZ_Gp7Ao&ab_channel=ShockTheAlgorithm

(p) & (c) 2023, All rights reserved.
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lyrics:
Ramona? is this what u really wanna?
Is this the life you have always dreamed of?
Listen your heart and go on!

Ramona? you gotta fight for what u really wanna
maybe you're the new madona
a mother, an actor in "Lavapies"

You don't need to get scared, don't be afraid you're almost there
these bright lights, the diamonds on your dress

Forget the past and make it last, we are getting old you gotta move fast
the whole universe is almost on your feet

Rock and Roll Kills

Ramona

SHE WANTS ME NO MORE 
         THIS TIME IT’S FOR SURE
                          IT’S THE SONGS I SING 
                                   THEY’RE NOT SINKING IN…   NO MORE 

    I’M STUCK IN THE STRAITS
           WITH A BOAT ABOUT TO BREAK   
                         IN THE GUTTER I’LL BE  
                LOOKING FOR THE LOST PARTS OF ME 
                        THAT’S WHERE I’LL BE  
                                  WHAT WILL BE, WILL BE… 

PLEASE THROW ME A ROPE
AND PULL ME INTO PORT
A PORT THAT’S STILL WELCOMING
SOMEONE LIKE ME, SOMEONE LIKE ME…

           IT IS WHAT IT IS, WHAT WILL BE WILL BE 
                      STILL LOOKING FOR THE LOST PARTS 0F ME …

The Lost Parts of Me

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

just a simple one mic, spontaneous performance,  me, some words, and a guitar.

Bay Of Pigs Lullaby

Satin Doll -- the immortal Duke Ellington, with natural and artificial accompaniment

For Astrid. And for Hashmat, Turan, Julia  and all of Astrid's family and friends. If you knew her or met her, you're lucky. If you didn't, look for someone who is bright and kind and full of the love of life. They are the ones we need  more than ever .               Christine and Simon ~ XX forever

Satin Doll - sundown

One More Life

One of my favourite Soundcloud artists @remnant60 posted a gorgeous track that he left open for collaboration, so I jumped at the chance to try and add something that might fit with his ambient, mystical guitar sound. I settled on some ethereal cello chords (played on keyboard with some pitch bend modulation) and this is the result. I try to recommend listening with headphones when I think it's worth it, and I think it applies in this case.  :)

Check out his playlist where he compiled various other really cool adaptations of his original tune. Thanks Bill for continuing to inspire us with your magic! 

PLAYLIST: Variations On A Dream
https://soundcloud.com/remnant60/sets/variations-on-a-dream

Universal Language (collab with Remnant60)

Discordant thoughts blues, can't differentiate

Achuhurahan

Piano Sketch 20 Mystical Spring Sky

- Thinking about the fickle weather of spring...

Piano Sketch 20 Mystical Spring Sky

For this nice optimistic track I used, as usual, LogicPro as the main DAW and Arturia's Analog Lab Pro. I hope you will enjoy the up-lifting ambiental dance vibe of this track.
Thanks for listening and support.

All Night Long

JOY RIDE

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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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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

White Sail

SuZanne Ledwith

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