this tbone! always straight to the heart!

this reminds me of when I was a young girl listening to my dad's music like Dire Straits <3

A fine stride in these guitar plucks, Todd, and the vocal..strong and confident expression of the thoughts in your words...liked this line...find it resonates with me : "A little bit of satire phrases that collide..."  :)

How on earth did I miss this HEAVENLY track for so long. UTTERLY BEAUTIFUL 

They way you deliver the emotions to the listener is just oustanding... <3 Keep it up man!!

deep rich acoustic tone and a stellar vocal message well done

Sensitive lyrics with a lovely acoustic accompaniment

An old song I wrote and recorded a couple of years ago, in an attempt to write a Taylor Swift-esque song following pretty much the same chords as "Blank Space". Listening back, I cringe hard at the spoken bits and slightly over the top pop vibe, buuuuut needed a "new" (unreleased) song to add to our monthly The MusiCollective (TMC) playlist, and didn't manage to write something else in time, so here it is.

I Wish

I Wish (demo)

If I Needed Someone. George Harrison Tribute. 2024
Video Included . Performed by  Glenny G's One Man Band.
https://youtu.be/yMdtFqcbPVk

If I Needed Someone  ( George Harrison Tribute ) VIDEO INCLUDED

Just You And I

An Islander's Progress; being a song concerned with empire and imperialism, and their consequences, and reincarnation.

". . . false accounts of the role Britain played regarding colonisation not only misleads students but supplies them with a false sense of pride. This filter on reality may then be applied to view topics concerning race, discrimination and equality in their adulthood . . . (as a result) . . . racism is embedded in Britain’s history and society."
― Martin Greenwood: The Impact of the Past: How British Colonialism Affects the Modern World: May 4, 2021

Lyrics:
Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I was young, I joined the ships leaving from the harbour
“Fair winds and following seas” went cries to each and every boat
We hastened down to Africa, then caught the Trade Winds west
With foul holds full of sad lost souls to toil in lands remote
But I drowned off the Florida coast in a raging hurricane
My body lost forever, but my soul it did remain

Proud Islander I was my friend, one of our doughty sailors
Whose cargo to America brought us wealth and God’s good favors
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When I grew up, I yearned to be a brave strong soldier lad
So, I upped and joined the army, and sailed east to India
When the sepoys rose against us, we strapped them to our cannons
And blew them all to Hell and back in the name of Queen Victoria
But cholera came to claim me in a ravaging blue death
My body gone forever, but my soul it would not rest

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our mighty regiments
That did our people all inspire by seizing lands and continents
Proud Islander I was my friend
Though hard these days to comprehend
Proud Islander was I . . . Proud Islander was I

Over the seas and far away (and far away)
When good Queen Liz attained the throne, I joined the colony police
And fought the Mau-Mau brutally, with torture and fell murder
Yet in truth I’ll willingly admit to a conscience slightly stricken
When I forced a poor young Kenyan girl to couple with her father
Years later they avenged her fate, strung me up by a noose
My body left for animals, but my soul it still was loose

Proud Islander I was my friend, proud of our glorious history
That encompassed many centuries, albeit often bloodily
Proud Islander I was my friend
You may find it hard to comprehend,
Proud Islander was I … Proud Islander was I

My friend I’ve lived for centuries, seen the rise and fall of nations
I’ve seen bright mornings shining while a dark night duly lengthens
For all my sins it is my fate to be reborn again
I’ve not atoned! Proud Islander, I still am my friend!

Proud Islander I am my friend
Though I find it hard to comprehend,
I’m never going to die . . . I’m never going to die
I’m never going to die

Vocabulary:
Sepoys: The term sepoy referred to all native soldiers in the service of the British East India Company's army. For a number of reasons, many sepoys were involved in the Indian Rebellion of 1857 against British rule. It's fair to say both sides committed atrocities during the Rebellion. It was repressed by the British and quite a few sepoys were executed as described in the song.

Mau-Mau: militant African nationalist movement that originated in the 1950s among the Kikuyu people of Kenya. The Mau Mau advocated violent resistance to British domination in Kenya. The British suppressed their rebellion by means of war with the Mau-Mau fighters and the use of detention camps for large swathes of the population.

Music: Michael Sellers; Sergio Aguilar
Lyrics: Michael Sellers; Gerry Verdier
Vocals: Michael Sellers
Guitars & bass, keyboards, & musical arrangement: Sergio Aguilar
Drums: Sergio Aguilar
Sound engineering & production: Sergio Aguilar
Album Cover photo: Image originally from cottonbro studio on Pexels
Cover design: Michael Sellers; Loretta Sellers Fortuny

One Singer Left to Mourn

An Islander's Progress

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I Wanna Be A Monkey

Just a simple stripped down sad acoustic ballad about a relationship that abruptly ends

Reflections

Song by Thomas Moore
Vocals and Instrumentals by Layna Claunch

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
Like fairy gifts, fading away
Thou would'st still be adored as this moment thou art
Let the loveliness fade as it will
And around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervour and faith a soul can be known
To which time will but make thee more dear
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets
But as truly loves on to the close
As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets
The same look which she turned when he rose

Believe Me (If All Those Endearing Young Charms)

Recently, I've been thinking about what seems to be a global race to the bottom. Escalating wars and unchecked technologies threaten our future, raising concerns about possible human extinction. I can't claim to have solutions to these dire scenarios, but it's clear our current path isn't sustainable. Perhaps we need a new approach—a Plan "B". 

Written, Produced and Mixed by COtu.
Mastered By Marc Felish

Plan B

A width of time.

The Trial
A Pico-Operetta for our Times

International Cast:

Lady Humanity - Oddrun Eikli - Norway, vocals and lyric on the last song; @oddrun-eikli
Lord Mammon - Peter - England, All poetic lyrics in the operetta, except the last song; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
The Judge - David Dunham - USA, nylon-string guitar in the song for Lady Humanity's defense; @david dunhamuser589535203
Music & Production - Seagull - Sweden, compilation, mixing, sound effects, and acoustic guitars in last song; @farout-music-studio

Here you can download all poetic lyrics: www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/37k203an5c…5u74dp2i&e=1&dl=0

Synopsis

Following unprecedented worldwide growth in human conflict, an emergency plenary session of the United Nations was convened late in 2023, tasked with finding new approaches to defuse global tension and ease conciliation. Recognizing the abject failure of extant UN jurisdictions and powers, and in a radical restructuring of the international legal and security framework, that session established a new UN institution to sit alongside the International Court of Criminal Justice. The International Court of Moral Justice was formally incorporated into the UN Constitution on 1 January 2024.

The foundations of this infant organization and those of the UN itself were shaken when it was revealed that the inaugural case to be heard by the ICMJ was to be a private prosecution brought by greed (Lord Mammon) against the defendant, mankind’s innate sense of humanity personified by Lady Humanity

In papers lodged with the court, the protagonist, Lord Mammon has asserted that the fundamental basis for human misery, the creation of discontent, thence envy and hence conflict, is to be found exclusively in false moral goodness and self-righteousness borne of a misplaced sense of benevolence. The human race survived and thrived, he states, not by moving at the pace of the slowest, or sharing resources with the weakest, but by taking and keeping, for the self alone, much more than is needed for basic subsistence, this being the singular route to strength, individual contentment and thus tolerance of others.

In reply, a broken and demoralized Lady Humanity has been compelled to present her own defense after failing to secure funding for a legal team to counter the advocates ranged in front of Lord Mammon. The case for the defense rests solely on the premise that good comes from within and cannot be created from nothing. So whilst she may try to bolster the moral cause in her work, she increasingly finds that the human souls she sees have no humanity in them whatsoever for her to strengthen, nothing to work with and as such, concedes that she has failed, but denounces the notion that it was for want of trying. Devoid of resources, supporters and allies of any kind she single handedly has held the fort against the self-perpetuating, self-reinforcing massed ranks of Mammon.

The Lord Chief Justice of the ICMJ along with his bench of associate judiciary adjourn proceedings to consider their findings and in the final act, return to deliver their verdict.

The Trial - A Pico Operetta for Our Times

11/10/2018 All Rights Reserved

Three in the morning
Skies are drenched in rain...
Thoughts without warning
Once again...

Times are a medley
bold upon my feed...
I need of a little sanctuary
and some relief...

Time is forgiving 
Another mystery unwinds...
Clouds will be lifting
Missing pieces you will find

A little bit of satire
phrases that collide...
A room strewn with pages
Far and wide...

Time is forgiving 
Another mystery unwinds...
Clouds will be lifting
Missing pieces you will find...

Put your feet upon my stair
Pull the ribbon from your hair...

The day is a upon us
In this world undone
The rivers are rollin
Towards the sun...

Time is relenting
Another mystery unwinds...
Clouds will be lifting
Missing pieces you will find

The times are forgiving 
Another mystery unwinds...
The clouds will be lifting
The missing pieces you will find...

Missing Pieces

I am amazed at the level of talented artists encountered on this site.  Sharing and providing feedback is such an effective way to nurture the creative process.  I am so inspired by many of you.  My songs consist of mostly live instruments and voice.  An organic approach to song writing with a few surprises in the mix.  Please feel free to comment and download if you like!  Todd

Missing Pieces

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