Lyrics:

We used to write letters 
Whatever happened to letter writing 
I used to know intimate details 
Of your every day 
We used to take long walks 
No matter the weather 
We used to just talk until there was 
Nothing left to say 

Come on home Molly 
The rooms are empty 
Let’s walk like ghosts through the halls of the old house 
Come on home molly 
Dusk is falling 
And I know that you’ve moved on to somewhere else 

We used to have a good cry 
Whatever happened to body shaking 
You used to just take the time to hold me tight 
We used to have silences 
But Molly, not like this 
I guess it is too late to 
Set things right 

Come on home Molly (come on home Molly) 
The rooms are empty (the rooms are empty) 
Let’s walk like ghosts through the halls of the old house 
Come on home molly (come on home Molly) 
Dusk is falling (dusk is falling) 
And I know that you’ve moved on to somewhere else 

Who made the dress in the photograph 
You made me promise I would sew it for you 
The two of you stand in the tall grass 
Oh you’re so far away 
From the Molly I knew 

Come on home Molly 
The rooms are empty 
Let’s walk like ghosts through the halls of the old house 
Come on home molly (come on home Molly) 
Dusk is falling (dusk is falling) 
And I know that you’ve moved on to somewhere else 

Yeah we’ve all moved on 
Yeah we’ve all moved on 
We’ve all moved on Molly 



Lyrics and song by Robert Jackson and Alicia Best Copyright A Different Thread 2024

Come on Home Molly

There's a new film out and Mike Scantlebury is taking the opportunity to re-introduce a song he wrote in 1976 in tribute to the great man, just as Bob wrote 'Song to Woody' on his first album in 1961

'Bob Dylan song' by Mike Scantlebury (cover by Piano Joe Tontine)

Ricky Clark - I Found The Devil

Gold Card is a song first written and demoed some years back.  The lyrics report on an  interaction that I witnessed one evening in  a bar in Manhattan.   It's a mid-paced rock ballad with what I believe to be a catchy hook.  If you like what you hear, please don't hesitate to let others know.  We welcome all reposts.  Thanks for stopping by have a listen.

Gold Card (2025)

On Sunday, 18 May 2025, I marched with 100,000 human beings in The Hague, the Netherlands. We marched in a long Red Line against the genocide in Gaza. I walked most of the way with tears in my eyes; profoundly touched by this show of humanity. 
On Monday, 19 May 2025, I wrote the lyrics for a song titled, This Red Line. 
On Tuesday, 20 May 2025, I picked up my guitar and improvised a melody, clean slate, and recorded only one take on my iPad. This is it.
Today, Wednesday, 21 May 2025, I publish this song as my tribute to the people of Gaza and to all the human beings I marched with on Sunday, 18 May 2025. It is raw and unpracticed and far from perfect. But I feel in it the pain I have experienced since 7 October 2023, and the overwhelming power of humanity I so intensely felt during that historic march in The Hague, when the human beings in the Netherlands said, ‘No more genocide! Never again!’

This Red Line - Lyrics
In shadows deep where hatred breeds,
A whisper turns to violent deeds.
A people marked, a target set,
Humanity begins to fret.
 
The signs are there, the words take hold,
A story tragically unfolds.
As we gaze up at darkened skies
As fields turn red, and tongues are tied
 
But there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
The cries unheard, the pleas ignored,
As innocence is stripped and gored.
The world looks on, a silent shame,
While precious lives are put to flame.
 
But deep within, a fire starts,
To mend the broken, bind the hearts.
A human voice calls out with No! 
Its echo sounds cross bloody lands
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.
 
It's not just borders on a map,
It's in the silence, in the gap
Between our words and what we do,
The promise we must see it through.
For every soul unjustly lost,
A heavy, bitter, human cost.
 
And there's a line, a crimson thread,
Where life is sacred, fear is dead.
This line we hold, with hearts ablaze,
Against the darkness, through the haze.
No further step, no inch will yield,
On hallowed ground, on battlefield.
Genocide's shadow shall not reign,
This line we hold, again, again.

This line we hold...
Against the darkness...
Again... again...


This Red Line

Music and lyrics written, performed and recorded by Florian Roderburg.
Keyboards recorded by Michael Dahmen (Manninga).

(c) 2025 All rights reserved.

Coming Back to Life

This is a cover I messed around with a little too much, I think it's a few semitones too high from the original, but I've been liking how I've been singing this song as of late.  Many songs I have in the closet, ready to jump out like a clown, but rather a clown furnished with full makeup than a horror show.

mama3 - (it's raining acid from the mix)

"b0b dylan (prod. HEYBYE)" a song by Sorrow

prod. by HEYBYE

lyrics:

“feel like bob dylan
the way im always feelin
feel like bob dylan
the way im free wheeling 
im a raise the roof (yeah)
rlly raise the ceiling 
i dont care about ur shoes 
money got no meaning
ket up my nose
in the bathroom bitch i’m bleeding 
listen to my voice (yeah)
bitch u best believe it
found a xan in my bed 
jit now im sleeping
og kush to the head shi got me dreamin
took too many pills but i woke up still breathing
throwing up at night so im never ever eating 
rip moms yeah kno im still grieving 
rlly hated school remember all the teasin
tried to die at 15 there’s a couple reasons
i was in them halls rlly drug dealing 
scars on my skin u don’t wanna see it 
stamped in my head seen my auntie weeping
all up in my head why my shawty tweaking 
cutting up in traffic, e30 bitch im weavin
ctv tinted black bitch i’m really speedin 
i can take a what yeah take a beating
u gon hear my pain yeah hear my screaming 
u can hear it
u can feel it 
u can try to shut me up neva leavin
twin spilt spilt his cup yeah he kno leanin
i was fucked up couldn’t see it
feeling like i ain’t got no meaning”

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love <3

#em0tr4p #byobf #4

b0b dylan (prod. HEYBYE)

L'Audio MIDI de mon arrangement guitare instrumental de la chanson interprétée par Joan Baez " Farewell Angelina " écrite  par Bob Dylan

Farewell Angelina(Arrgt.guitare ORPHEE10)

this track was my 'baby' for a while - I started the chord structure/concept of the song one day but then kind'a got stuck. Judson (Jud) helped me finish it; the whole time I had this whole string-arrangement idea in my head; inspired by 'eleanor rigby' so I stayed locked away in my home-studio for days on end; determined to get it the strings just right. Hope you enjoy! It's on other platforms as well. 

Playing To Chairs

Gloop has a soft spot for hippies. And he likes to sing hippy songs now and again. Don't mean nuthin! Observe as an old farmer shows us how it's done!

Don't Think Twice

Stumbled across this gem.  Never been a huge Bob Dylan fan but now i am getting into his music.  His music is just special. Hope you enjoy my take of this song.

one more cup of coffee_{Bob Dylan Cover}

A track I found on my hard disc that I must have recorded with my band back in the 90's. No idea but I like it...

Gonna Make Me Lonesome

Diamonds and rust - Joan Beaz Cover - Bob Dylan Tribute


Diamonds and rust - Joan Baez Cover - Bob Dylan Tribute

American musician in Switzerland from New Jersey.

Mike Scantlebury is a part of the band, radio show and song writing team known as 'The Jam'. No, Paul Weller he ain't. JAM stands for 'Jane and Mike' and you'll not just find them on Mixcloud but also Youtube and various websites and Blogs. It's modern songs, (in a folk idiom), radio shows in a 'Richard and Judy' idiot, and songs like 'Dit Dit Dit', (which, as we all know, stands for S.O.S. - good enough for The Titanic. Who knows, Salford might hit an iceberg, soon).

I worked In a family business for 30 years. i decided to leave because there was something missing in my life. I think i have found it! . The pure joy it brings!!! Music! I have worked with some great artists here and that has helped me so much as i learned to step out of the box!  In the end if i can say i shared what i love then i am satisfied!! It just means so much to me to see you guys sharing your soul! In the end we are all successful!!!!!

...just a musicman with love for music, guitars, feelings, beauty and life... and everything in between. Playing rock music, writing singersongwriter accustic guitar music.

Whether it was supporting Les Battersby from Coronation Street in a Lionel Richie covers band, being sandwiched between the bingo and Sticky Vicky as one of The Blues Brothers or even playing his acoustic upside down in the middle of nowhere before heading off to work all night in a car factory...Ricky’s rite of passage continues to be a colourful one!

Ricky began his musical journey when he was still at school as a bass player playing in bands in the North East and London before moving on to Spain and slowly gravitating from the shadows to the centre stage.

Years spent travelling around the North playing at endless different venues and events honed his craft and reputation as a solid performer and in March 2020 he released his debut album ‘The Right Light’ to critical acclaim, having three tracks from it played on BBC Introducing, including one track of the week for ‘Coming Up’.

“One road is ending, another road begins, come on let’s do it over again” - A Different Thread

Some things are just meant to be. Alicia Best (US) and Robert Jackson (UK) met while busking on the cobbled streets of Ireland and discovered both a musical and personal harmony that was serendipitous. In the decade since forming A Different Thread, Best and Jackson have taken their act on the road, touring over a dozen countries, supporting artists such as The Milk Carton Kids and Jody Stephens (Big Star), and garnering critical praise from the likes of Folk Radio UK, which hailed the duo as “warm, deep songwriters that have drank from the well of 20th century tradition.”

Their new album, Over Again (out Sep 2nd 25’), was written during a period of transition, marked by their arrival stateside and a solar eclipse. Recording began in their tiny home studio, continued in Sylvan Esso's Betty's (The Mountain Goats, Watchhouse), and finished at Alma Vale Studio (Phantom Limb/Yola, Elles Bailey) in the UK. 

Their sound is transcontinental, blending Jackson's British folk rock background with Best's North Carolina-bred alt-country melodies. Informed by their life experiences (navigating visas, vanlife, love across oceans) and liberal commentary on both environmental and social justice topics, the album mixes electric guitars with Appalachian dulcimer, gospel-tinged vocals with honky-tonk fiddle. While inspired by artists like Gillian Welch, The Avett Brothers, and John Prine, A Different Thread maintain a distinct sound that is all their own. 

Alicia and Robert see the creation of Over Again as a testament to the power that music has to heal and transform: “For us, this album marks a new beginning—like a rebirth—as we shed negative cycles to work towards a brighter future.”

writer, musician, folk, klezmer, country, pop, rock

Heinrich Dahms, alias Babún @babunmusic (www.babunmusic.com), is a filmmaker, guitarist & song-writer from South Africa based in the Netherlands. Co-owner of film production company BUZZMEDIA NETWORK (www.buzzmedia.net).

your least favorite artist but your favorite junkie
@ prod.sorrow on ig to contact
#em0tr4p #4 #BYOBF

A songwriting/recording project initiated to focus on the writing talents of Robert Sterling as well as several very talented collaborators/singers.  Older, wiser and definitely better, Sterling and colleagues continue to pump out irresistibly catchy pop/rock/alternative tunes.

Gloop T. Spickett is a saw-tooth, shit-kickin', sod-bustin', chew spittin' farmer who likes to sit on his front porch with his toilet and fridge and play old school country tunes. Sometimes his buddies, The Country Coveralls, come by with some sippin' whiskey to join him in what many in Bama Lama County agree is the best damn music on the planet this side of the old crawdad pond.
Gloop and the boys are just playing the good songs made by the best country artists of all time. He's not re-inventing the tractor, he's just stealing someone else's and riding it to the Piggly Wiggly for all it's worth.
The band:
Gloop T. Spickett - Guitars, Vocals
Jericho Q. Spickett - Vocals, Guitars, Banjo
Zamies Goulash - Drums, Various Percussion
Tampico "Tampi" Corazon - Guitars, Fiddle, Backing Vocals
Pico Balderdash - Bass, Fiddle, Backing Vocals

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