Fantastic collaboration & performance.  Brilliant songwriting, vocals & instrumentation.  Surely your signature dish Terry.

Great collab. The song is magnificent!!!!

Love this easy listening classic. Fantastic

Such a beautiful song...love your style of singing here...absolutely gorgeous! Adore the retro-vintage glamerous style XOXOXO

so beautiful track… very nice jazz sound and soulfull voice!!✨😊✨

Not sure how I missed this one Terry.  Love the classic baritone crooner style with lyrics so poetic!

Superb song. Magnificent voice. Excellent. Beautiful work. Excellent. Bravo.

I’m honoured to take part in a fifth collaboration with the amazing Torbjørn and Jimmy. A development of a Torbjørn demo, this one is a straightforward, no nonsense rocker, play it loud.

Credits:-

Torbjørn:- Musical composition, Hammond Organ, Organ, String Synth, Bass, Drums, Percussion. https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv

Jimmy:- Lyrics, Vocal composition, Vocals. https://soundcloud.com/j-rivas

Dairv:- Guitars, Production, Mix, Mastering, Cover Art.

Mean Streets (Torbjørn Vagle  - Jimmy Rivas - Dairv Dubbleyew)

I'm very pleased to get to work with Karl's music yet again as we have collaborated on many projects together. When I first heard 'Haust' (Icelandic for Autumn), I was haunted by the richness of the bowed sound and the grinding industrial textures that spoke to me about the extreme environment in Iceland (https://soundcloud.com/sesar/haust). I asked Karl if I could contribute and a few weeks later I'm proud to present our 8th collaboration.

Music, instrumentation, arrangement and production - https://soundcloud.com/sesar
Lyrics/Vocals - me
Image - Douglas Corrance

What was grey becomes black, 
That sinking feeling, 
As darkness falls, 
Dark falls.  

Dawn's late, later still, 
That sinking feeling, 
As darkness falls, 
Dark falls.  

Grey to black as darkness falls.

Darkness Falls by Sesar & Mark J Bennett

This song is for anyone who has been in a relationship with a narcissistic or toxic person. As anyone who has been in a relationship with a narcissist knows, it is incredibly painful. Years can be wasted staying stuck in the relationship triangle of frustration, self-pity or believing you can fix them. When you finally realize that the only way to move forward is to completely cut them out of your life forever you are on the first steps to freedom. Expressing the anger you feel from all the abuse and time wasted is the first step to healing. Hope this song can help you to feel it’s okay to be angry. 

Share this song with someone who needs to hear this.

Mad As Hell

Kirk (Kirk's Trax on SC https://soundcloud.com/kirk-evans-604267716) has created some wonderful compositions which I discovered recently. A few e-mails were exchanged, ideas were explored, and a process was set into motion, all leading to the smooth jazz song that is presented here - Love Is.  

My starting point for inquiring about collaborations is simply the answer to the question, "Does the music make me feel like singing?"  Kirk's music ticked that box and so we began the process of getting to know each other, and learning to trust each other's sense of next steps.  I asked about Smoke Rings (https://soundcloud.com/kirk-evans-604267716/smokerings) as a song I'd like to explore vocals and lyrics with. Kirk sent a pre-mixed lo-res file for me to do what I do: hear how it needs to go for a vocal-friendly structure. So, after a little cut and paste and adding some vocal melody ideas, I sent a mix to Kirk. At this point, you never know what the other musician's reaction is going to be, so you have to be prepared for the plug to be pulled after a, "What did you do to my perfectly good song?" reaction.  I was pleasantly surprised that Kirk wanted to work on his bed tracks and facilitate a smoother final integration of voice and music. So, he edited his original tracks and sent along individual instrument tracks, which I placed into my working file, with additional instrumental flourishes and a vocal from me resulting in the song below. This is just another example of the joy and work involved in a collaboration. The joy is hearing a song through someone else's eyes (or ears). The work is finding a pathway that is agreeable to everyone involved, and going through iteration after iteration so everyone is satisfied and pleased with the result. Kirk was easy to work with, and that always bodes well :)

The lyrics, which usually, for me, come from an open mic, pressing record as the song plays, and trusting that intuition to get the ball rolling. The final form is seldom far off the mark from the original improvisation, and that was the case here. Once the vocal melody was established, the form of the message was relatively easy - 2 verses, each with a focus on a three-syllable rhythm to demonstrate the contrasting qualities of Love (Elusive and Effusive - I love alliteration). 

* note - the art for the song reflects the elusive quality  as a scrabble tile game of chance, while the roses in the background relate to the effusive quality of romantic expressions ;)

Smoke rings, the instrumental, became, Love Is - a lounge lizard,  crooner song. 

Kirk Evans - music
Terry Wigmore - additional synth, strings, lyrics, vocals and production.

 Lyrics:

V1
Oh love, love is so elusive,
So hard to see in a heart,
that's been battered and bruised by the dark

Oh love, love is so elusive,
Like water that flows through your fingers then  it's gone,
All gone, all gone

Instrumental

V2
Oh, love, love is so effusive,
It can bubble and glow
doesn't care who knows,
Playfully smitten, carefree and driven

Oh love, love is so effusive
It begins to take hold and won't ever let go
Of your heart -

Love Is

The Illusions Of Light And Silence

Solar Noon

I wasn't always an extraterrestrial
I was born on a world ten thousand light years away
In another spiral arm, but baby, who's to say
Where one arm ends and another one begins
I wasn't always an alien

Came to your planet to see how y'all were getting by
Seems like you're always low and never high
And I'm afraid to say your planet has failed the test
So we'll come back in eleven years and hope for the best
Maybe then you won't shoot our balloons down from the sky
Why are humans so violent?

And we're watching you from the depths of the night
You're like children playing with fire
And for your sake I hope you guys survive
Cause the next decade ain't gonna be an easy ride

So here's some advise for the storm
Cling close together to keep warm
Hold each other tight and be forewarned
That it gets colder
Before the summer

I Wasn't Always an Extraterrestrial

A pulsing layered rock dirge about being stuck in the eating utensils of giants or unnoticed between the typeset of discarded newspapers. Bat! Bi! Hiru! Lau! We've all been there!

From the album LATITUDE BERA available at https://brittapejic.bandcamp.com/music

Latitude Bera

Between the Tines

Something a bit different and out of the ordinary, What have I created now.. 

Written and Produced by Me 

"The Aliens Are Here"

A song from the 80'
Music : Fin Valentin & PJ Project
Lyrics : Henrik Blet

If you like, free download

Afrika

Lyrics:
This crawl space is a little tight,
As everything surrounds me at night.
It isn't right the way I'm packed away, not on ice.
I try to be real quiet,
but I guess I woke the giant,
I couldn't help it.
And now the sky is angry with me.
I don't see,
it's far too dark for sight.
Crawling isn't for me,
I'd much rather fly away.
I try to be on time.
I lost track of myself somewhere,
I could not help it.
And everyone seems to be gone.
Just in case you didn't hear, me.
I'll try to be ever more clear.
Can't see my face but I'm down here.
Heavily insulated crawl space,
what will I do?
Some day I will find my way.

Crawl Space

Based on a few lines written in a delerium

Dear Doctor, Thank you for the pills that counteract the pills,
that counteract those pills that make me want to vomit on your floor.
I don't even know  just exactly what all these pills are for.

Angelina, mistress of the pricks, I love your acupuncture and your oriental tricks,
I've been longing for you since my boat went down.
If you pay me in sugar I will be your clown.

Holy Mary, Mother of the Gods, I've broken all my promises, beaten all the odds,
But my hands are cold and my mind is numb.
You promised me the world but all I got was crumbs.

Dearest Rachel, I see that you've been blessed by the songs of love and longing,
by the beauty of your flesh, I hear a distant bell, I hear a funereal song,
That sweet and easy feeling that I used to have is gone.

I'm falling backwards, trying to reach the start of the long and lonely journey to the centre of my heart,
if I seem lost sometimes, give me another dose.
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere but I think I'm getting close.

Mona Lisa, diva in the clouds, there's a tear in every marriage, a fool in every crowd,
You were invisible when I tried to break through.
Now I got that sinking feeling that I'm invisible too.

Dearest Doctor, I've heard that it's been said that for sixty quid an hour you could rearrange my head,
but do you really think that you could ever heal
these wounds that I've been nursing or the thoughts that make them real.

My Dearest Doctor. Steve Killingbeck

*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.

Love Is

Terry Wigmore

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