hey I'm down with OPC  this makes Beefheart sound like the Carpenters  --I like it!

cool elements and guitar flow... fun vocals :D

Nice guitar riff !! :) Love the title and the craziness of this song!! :)

Waiting for the world to get back upon its feet,
Been so long waiting in the wings,
Getting hard to remember how things really were,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Like, casual conversations with strangers that you meet,
Hanging out with friends, and simply walking down the street,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Like, sitting at the coffee shop, watching people passing by,
Seeing mothers pushing push-chairs while their little babies cry,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Waiting for the world to get back upon its feet,
It's been so long waiting in the wings,
Getting hard to remember how things really were,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Like, taking a bus ride, three stops down the road,
Meeting friends for dinner, and hosting them at home,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Like, shopping unconcerned, without watching my back,
Making pointless journeys and other things like that,
How I miss the ordinary things,

Waiting for the world to get back upon its feet,
I've spent so long waiting in the wings,
It's getting hard to remember how things really were,
How I miss the ordinary things,
How I miss the ordinary things,

©2021 Words Of Wonder Music

Ordinary Things (Acoustic version)

Ordinary Things (Acoustic Version) - (Graham Williams) - ©2021 Words Of Wonder Music

A bagatelle, there are bigger issues I know but flies just get my goat. On a positive note, Ghislaine's photos make them look so beautiful  (youtu.be/XUWzqxtFlX0) and I was able to slip the word 'boondoggle' into the lyric.

Shoo fly don’t bother me
Shoo fly don’t bother me
Shoo fly don’t bother me
Stop with this boondoggle 
Or there will be some trouble
With me

There’s a blow fly on my knee
A blow fly on my knee
A blow fly doing a high five 
On my knee 
Better stop with this boondoggle
Or there will be some trouble
With me

Early in the morning
I’m giving you a warning
Don’t land on my blue suede shoes
Buzzing at full throttle
You know that a blue bottle
Might have something to lose

Blow fly on my knee
Blow fly on my knee
Blow flying a high five
On my knee
Stop with this boondoggle
Or there will be some trouble
With me

Blow Fly

PANDEMIC - Text by Flavio Pozzaglio

I walk around hide my face
From the looks and I guess who you are

Eyes that seek each other
To understand what is wrong now

I draw a circle around now I'm in my space
Nothing must invade my field
but i feel lonely and tired i live only online

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa

(Marimba only)

I draw a circle around now I'm in my space
Nothing must invade my field
but i feel lonely and tired i live only online

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa

Papapa Pandemic parara pa pa papapapa

It does not go away

Pararapapapapapapa



PANDEMIA - Testo di Flavio Pozzaglio

Giro in giro nascondo il mio volto
Dagli sguardi e immagino chi sei

Occhi che si cercano
Per capire ciò che ora non va

Traccio un cerchio attorno ora sono nel mio spazio
Nulla deve invadere il mio campo 
ma mi sento solo e stanco vivo solo on-line

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa

(Solo Marimba)

Traccio un cerchio attorno ora sono nel mio spazio
Nulla deve invadere il mio campo 
ma mi sento solo e stanco vivo solo on-line

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa

Papapa Pandemia parara pa pa papapapa

Non va via

Pararapapapapapapa


Dep 27 febb 2021

Pandemia

PANDEMIA

A few months ago, i was out for a walk downtown . Saw a group of begging people. One of them was a young boy , crying his heart out . 
Fell totally lost . Suddenly overwhelmed by a  huge guiltiness feeling . This confusion melted to some kind of angriness is what i try to describe here .

Je Rentre Chez Moi (story of the song in description)

This is my first TMS proper tune since Chunka a few months ago, but I've had lots of fun working with various collaborators since then, so thanks to everyone who jammed with me or graciously asked me to play on their track.  i had fun with all of them

This is something that popped in when I wasn't trying to write it.  I started with the second half of the song first and was kinda stuck on how to start it.   I was listening to my friends in Electric Hokum @electric-hokum and their latest couple of tunes and they were killing it.  Just going to town and that was kinda the inspiration for the first part of this thing.  So, thanks guys!!


This is a rock/metal/psychedelic kinda jam.  Hope you enjoy it !

vidya: https://youtu.be/z0sVPLmA5g0
Lyrix:
Whoo!
C'mon
Whoo!
Can't we eat the mushrooms now?
Whoo!
Whoo!

Whoo!

Sort of minimalist track featuring mallets and synth. Hope you enjoy!

Nerkstura

21 3 14

Anyone who has stood on a stage will associate with this song its a Ballad for a Ballad singer, expressing the experiences and heart felt feeling of the Ballad singers and entertainers the world over. I hope you like it. It is a collaboration between myself and Finn Eces.

Listen to more of  Finn Eces : @finn_eces 


Written by: Finn Eces and Johnny Mc Farlane 
All instruments : Finn Eces 
Vocals : Finn Eces 
Electric Guitar : Johnny Mc 
Arrangement and Production : Finn Eces

Ballad For A Ballad Singer featuring Finn Eces

These people are driving me nuts.

What is it with these people?

These people who are so desperate to be seen to be heard, and be seen to be part of the herd, that they stand up and say something.

They then apologise for having said it, when, out of a global population of 8bn, someone, like, maybe, I dunno, Quentin from Bishop's Itchington who breeds rare goats, and has an embarrassing skin problem and no friends declares himself offended by the “something” and because his goats look sad and a bit grubby and have floppy ears, twenty other people out of the 8bn declare themselves to be offended too.

Cue apology and retraction.

“These people” have no use or value in society and need to be removed from the gene pool immediately by the empowerment of balanced observers such as me.

For crying out loud.

(The artist wishes to make no apology whatsoever either for the bum notes in this live recording or the loss of his voice.  That's just how it is).

_____________________________________________________________________

Sorry

I’m sorry for whatever I just said,
I’ll now expound the opposite instead.
While what I said is simple fact sure as I’m standing here,
Twitter’s going nuts and that truth will cost me dear.
So I’ll lie right through my teeth, a heinous sin,
To keep them fat endorsement happy dollars rolling in.
Tell everyone what I don’t think, platitudes never cause a stink,
So I’ll bleat them liberal sheep’s opinions.

Now if a non-PC view slips between the cracks,
I’ll get my PR guys to hastily redact.
Get awareness training, counselling claim PTSD,
Identify as sumpin’ else, blame genetic deficiency.
I got pre-recorded “sorrys” for any trans…(gression) day,
I save apologetic time by having “sorrys” stashed away.
Use any heap of steaming crap to retract my previous monologue tract,
The plain and honest truth ain’t never going to pay.

Oh I’m sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve not
For all the stuff I did and what I didn’t  
I must apologise for my stream of serial lies
For telling it how it is…… then how it isn’t.

Ah thank you - let me answer that by saying “sorry” first,
In case I make an un-woke inappropriate outburst.
Wouldn’t do to confuse you with something that I really thought,
Social media ripples leave my income stream distraught.
So let me for the record unequivocally state my views,
I think you’ll understand if you put you into my shoes.
Well maybe yea and maybe no, couldn’t say, it might be so,
I hope that does and doesn’t make front page news.

Oh I’m sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve not
For all the stuff I did and what I didn’t  
I must apologise for my stream of serial lies
For telling it how it is…… then how it isn’t.

____________________________________________________________________

Photo by mark tulin on Unsplash

Sorry

Alternative live version of "Deep Dive" from my upcoming release Inclinations out on Bandcamp and streaming platforms soon...

https://thunderdragon.bandcamp.com

Track recorded as a fully live performance, no mastering or editing just what it sounded like.

Deep Dive (alt live version )

Other People's Children - The Lliam, Malcolm, Beva Trio. 
This one recorded and mixed by Mike Grace

They found me in a noodle factory up on planet Pluto
They couldn’t figure what to do they thought I was a noodle
So they hung me up and hosed me down enough to make a worm ill
but just before my eyes caved in she said life’s not that futile

I understand the sadness buried deep beneath your eyes
gets in the way takes up space there’s too much else to occupy
I got it too I feel it’s terror well beneath my breast
and when it rears its ugly head we’ll crush the buggy fest

What is it that turns my head and makes my eyes to stare
into this piercing silence cant you speak if you are there
too many noodles not enough salt the butter’s disappeared
I get the feeling it’ll never be right and then she grabs my ear

Other Peoples Children

Planet Noodle

OPC - Planet Noodle

WICKED By Echo Garage & REKHA IYERN FE, Feb 8th, 2021 
(20200216 Wicked 1 Master Cut)

Listen to the amazing music of Echo Garage here: https://soundcloud.com/echo-garage

WICKED - MUSIC BY ECHO GARAGE

WICKED - Music & Lyrics by REKHA IYERN FE, Written on Thurs Oct 1st, 2020

Intro 
WICKED

Well who do you think you are anyway? 
You’re not my Super-Star nor anyone elses
HUH! You’re just a Dead-Beat Boy-Friend Baby

How wicked, wicked you are
So low & wicked you are
Ya’ cut straight-into me
Stone cold blooded-ly

So long to re-al-ize
Just livin’ in disguise
Was hoping for the best
Our life was only a test

Years dragged on dark
Too painful to recall
Blin-ded by-ai 
Your Pretty-Boy-Ploys

I served you well
Instead it was hell
Picked up your clothes
I scrubbed up the floors

And you never cared
Dared to see
How I was 
Witherin’ slowly

Di-sin-te-grating
No longer myself
You made me feel
Less and 
Less of a…

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to 
Desire me, desire me

GUITAR SOLO

Years dragged on dark
Too painful to recall
Blin-ded by-ai 
Your Pretty-Boy-Ploys

I served you well
Instead it was hell
I picked up your clothes
I scrubbed up the floor

And you never cared
Dared to see
How I was 
Witherin’ slowly

Di-sin-te-grating
No longer myself
You made me feel
Less and 
Less and 
Less of a…

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to 
Desire me, desire me

(Eh-Eh Ah-Ah
Wo-Oh Oh Oh...Oh
Yeah-Ee-Yeah-Ee
Yeah-Ee-Yeah-Eh)

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to 
Desire me, desire me

Take it away my rockin’ rollers 
Cuz’ this girl needs to sing her heart out

Thrash it, smash it, hit me hard
I’m contemplating leavin' ya
Thrash it, smash it, hit me hard
I just wanna feel good again
Cuz’ I’m so done

Oh listen up real good
You are so wicked
You're so-oo
Damn, damn wicked
Wicked you are

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your chosen one
You never dared to 
Desire me, desire me

Why can’t you, can’t you see
I was your Baby Doll
You never really
Wanted me
Wanted me

- Music Composed & Produced by ECHO GARAGE in Germany
- Vocals, Lead and Backing, Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed at IYERN [Fe] Records in CANADA
- MASTERING BY ECHO GARAGE in GERMANY

Cover Art by Echo Garage

WICKED

YouTube

WICKED - Music by ECHO GARAGE | Music & Lyrics by REKHA IYERN FE | ROCK | YT VIDEO

Lliam Greguez is a macro ice photographer who captures freezing moments of a mountain stream and a creative arts therapist who, before C-19, used music to engage chronically ill children in five hospitals around New York City.

He also unlooses his experimental tendencies with five albums - a pair of Acoustic, a pair of Electric, and one Ambient. 

The acoustics are: Other People’s Children in English and La Yola in Spanish, the latter written by Dominican artist Luis Días. Each showcase uptempo acoustic music that could be labeled anti-pop with a unique essence accompanied by deliberative lyrics.

Then the two rock albums also contain one by Luis Días and one by the trio "Any of Several Weasels" reveling in the electric guitar sound. Luis' album is driven by Caribbean rhythms, while AoSW fuses punk and progressive.

Meanwhile, the "Look of Utter Disbelief" explores synth, sampling, and guitar improvisations.

Be sure to check out Lliam's website for a taste of his ice photography and stories from working with hospitalized children.

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