Fantastic live band groove and a special song, so well performed

IT'S THE SAME PLACE OUT IN THE JUNGLE

yeah, so here is another piano I made for you, an ambient..
and I tried to sync on 60bpm..
forgive my mistakes as it's Live

Live Reflexion#028

(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

Keith needed to get some stuff out and needed to wail away on his guitar, singing his heart out. I rode his coattails through the concrete. 

King of the Concrete Jungle
Lyrics:

King of the concrete jungle
As far as he could see
Across the road and down the street
As far as the distant tree


Paved with puddles and historical dirt
A field of broken tiles
The Lord of darkened corners
Can see for miles and miles
 

(CHORUS)
NOW ALL AROUND IS CONCRETE
AND GREYNESS WINS THE GREEN
THE KING OF THE CONCRETE JUNGLE
WEEPS FOR YOU AND ME…YOU…AND ME


 Singing from his lamppost
A branch without a tree
The sweetest notes you would ever hear
But no honey for this bee

 
Mouth open to the heavens
Warm sunshine from deep within
Blue skies he used to soar in
Clear waves he used to swim

 (CHORUS)

(INST BREAK)

(CHORUS)

note from Keith:
"This was inspired by a lone blackbird, singing his heart out from the top of a lamppost. (The branch without a tree)  I remember that behind 'his' lamppost there used to stand a beautiful Maple tree...long chopped down to make way for more car-parking space. There's not a single tree left standing down our road now...not one"

Note 2:Terry likes the social/political application to life in the 21st c. , always ready to see a moral to all of Keith's tales. ;)
 
Wigmore: synths, percussion, production
Allen: guitars, bass, lyrics, vocals

King of the Concrete Jungle

Same Circles

Now into my seventh decade of living, and celebrating my fiftieth anniversary this month as a guitar player (I should play better than do;), I wanted to drop this "little ditty" as my attempt to keep up with the likes of Bill Liggett (@soundcloud.com/greenfleamusic/tracks) and other notable players on this fine platform.  Actually it's an attempt to keep up with myself, seeing if I can still play what I learned 40-plus years ago, in the case of this song, the introductory licks I learned from a very fine Kansas City lounge musician, Mark Bell in 1979.  For those keeping score, you may remember it from the song "This Motel Room" by Jimmy Buffet--a fun and clever song that details the many nights touring musicians have to endure staying in motel rooms.  I took the initial licks heard throughout the song and built an independent melody line around it, half blues ditty, half musical joke, with a serious moment (you know I have to have one of those:), all with the hope of bringing a smile.  I'm proud to say I can still play it, and maybe, just maybe a little better now than then:)  Bill, just don't ask me to play it live;)

A Little Ditty (David, solo guitar)

Piano Riff with eDRUMS and Bass and solo Theremin w/Kaospad FX

R&N (19)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/dR5vMkboQXQ

Rempli     (Translated after the French text )

Texte      : Sanzen
Chant     : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Poitrine contre poitrine,
ma chair contre ta chair,
je me souviens d'un silence rempli de ton sourire.
Au seuil de l'horizon .... vivent mes songes
et nos premiers regards. et nos premiers regards.
Je n'avais étreint aucun corps,
ni laissé aucune trace dans le sable des plages.
Il n'y avait aucun enjeu. Aucune honte et
le vent nous portait.
le vent nous portait.
Là bas vit ma jeunesse remplie de ton sourire.
Là bas le temps ne passe pas. .. ne passe pas.
Je n'avais étreint aucun corps,
ni laissé aucune trace dans le sable des plages.
Au seuil de l'horizon, vivent mes rêves.
Et le temps infini.
Et le temps infini

Filled

Chest against chest,
my flesh against your flesh,
I remember a silence filled with your smile.
On the threshold of the horizon .... live my dreams
and our first glances. and our first glances.
I hadn't embraced any body,
nor left any trace in the sand of the beaches.
There was nothing at stake. No shame and
the wind carried us.
the wind carried us.
There lives my youth filled with your smile.
There time does not pass. .. does not pass.
I had embraced no body,
nor left any trace in the sand of the beaches.
On the threshold of the horizon, live my dreams.
And infinite time.
And infinite time

Rempli avec Muette

L'homme éteint

This track was the very first song I joined the Soundcloud community with, a year ago. This song started an amazing journey through which I met many amazing musicians, better and better songs. I am grateful for the force that led me here. In the early days, I was just trying to find my own style, and my studio was still in its initial form. Now, a year later, I have rethought this track. Listen to it with the same love as I made it.

Gray something MKII

If there was only one thing we could do? Electronic music with guitar and vocals. Art work : some of my photography

One Thing

Hey…. Hope you’re all well. Thanks for dropping by. These days, maybe like you, I can easily get upset about what is happening in the world… and like most of us, I have occasional moments of anger and despair, frustration and feeling at a loss. So I often seek solace in gardening and in nature. When I smile these days… it is not necessarily a happy smile. It is a knowing smile that I can share with the world.… So here’s a little banjo song with a smile. Mark

Out In The World

Introduction in English:

Sometimes I wonder if there is some kind of ‘safe place’ in this world. Everywhere I look: Wars, climate disasters, starvation and poverty. Not to mention the increasing everyday violence at home, in the neighbourhood and on the streets.
As early as 1962, John Lennon described in the song ‘There's a Place’ (perhaps also under the impression of the Cuban Missile Crisis at the time with the acute threat of a third world war) that sometimes the only thing left to do is to retreat to an inner safe place when the outside world (as is now increasingly the case again) is increasingly on the brink of an abyss.
In this respect, this song is highly topical, although I would like to add that the search for the inner safe place should only ever be temporary, in order to regain strength there (for example through one's own musical creativity) in order to make a greater contribution to the preservation of the earth and human coexistence in the outer world.
I am sure that John Lennon meant this kind of fluid balance between gathering oneself inwardly and being lovingly in the world.       

Introduction in German:

Manchmal frage ich mich, ob es auf dieser Welt eine Art "Sicherer Ort" gibt. Wo ich hinschaue: Kriege, Klimakatastrophen, Hungern und Armut. Ganz zu schweigen von der zunehmenden alltäglichen Gewalt zu Hause, in der Nachbarschaft und auf den Strassen.
John Lennon hat (vielleicht auch unter dem Eindruck der damaligen Kuba-Krise mit akuter Dritte Weltkriegsgefahr) in dem Song "There's a Place" schon 1962 beschrieben, dass einem manchmal nur der Rückzug an einen inneren sicheren Ort verbleibt, wenn die äußere Welt (wie jetzt zusehends wieder) zusehends an einem Abgrund steht.
Insofern ist dieser Song brandaktuell, wobei ich hinzufügen möchte, dass das Aufsuchen des inneren sicheren Ortes immer wieder nur vorübergehend erfolgen sollte, um dort (etwa über eigenes musikalisches Schaffen) wieder Kraft zu sammeln, um in der äußeren Welt verstärkt einen eigenen Beitrag zum Erhalt der Erde und des menschlichen Miteinanders zu leisten.
Ich bin mir sicher, dass John Lennon diese Art von Fließgleichgewicht zwischen sich innerlich sammeln und liebevoll in der Welt sein gemeint hat.              


There`s a place (Lennon/Mccartney)

Neli CoKo - After The Storm

Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by MarWin55
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB4QzfTFg8A

Expedition

When https://soundcloud.com/dneye asked me for a track to play his fantastic guitars on, I brainstormed this 5/4 piece with odd chord set in order to make it difficult to him and thus get the best from his skills. After programming it, I added some organic solos (yep I played keys) to make it seem more friendly ;))))

And he... succeeded in the challenge, overcoming all my expectations !!!

Five by D'n'Eye: guitar1, guitar2, guitar3, guitar4, harp.
Five by E-Ruizzo: piano, bass, mellotron, organ, drums.

Hope you'll enjoy this our first post in the new year !!


High Five !! (with D'n'Eye)

(Don't follow me here, best on my main page ;)

Canada Stands With Ukraine
Elbows Up, Canada!
Never 51.

*singer-songwriter

Connecting, creating and sharing with others has been quite a transformative experience and one that I trust will continue for years to come. I enjoy listening to musicians on SC, and try to leave encouraging and descriptive comments.
Who said retirement can't be fun!

King of the Concrete Jungle

Terry Wigmore

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