This song had to be made. It's brilliant 🤍😅✨

really nice  song. I had to look those birds up. They seem like very interesting creatures.

love the lyrics and delivery, like singing about what you see, takes me back to my days of improv busking. Great feeling, thanks for that.

These Times R 4 U

recorded on June 3rd, 2024, in the morning,
in Tiohtià:ke (Montréal)

I will probably come back to clean it up, levels, parts to remove if any, etc.  When I do I will keep the same file name but will remove the "Raw" part.

Unfortunately the truck had left by the time I came back to take the picture,
so don't go scrutinizing the photo looking for it, it's not there, lol.

Siphon Truck at the Stadium 1

Siphon Truck at the Stadium - 1 (Raw)

electric orchestra

Trav-ah-lynn Blues

I'm on this mountain, 
Just trying to get off 
I got me twenty more lengths left,
But I feel I'm getting soft
Can’t you see, I got me
The trav-ah-lynn blues

I got many miles of road ahead, 
N' I'm behind my time, me 
I'd like to be at the end of it all, 
But I simply can't break free
Can’t you see, I got me
The trav-ah-lynn blues

I'm on this cloud,
Spiralling out of control
I'd pull the cord,
B’daren’t before sugaring the bowl
Can’t you see, I got me
The trav-ah-lynn blues

My cigarette dangles,
I'm out of my tree
I got sand in my eyes, n’soon t’b 
Swept into this crushing sea
Can’t you see, I got me
The trav-ah-lynn blues

_____
JS

Trav-ah-lynn Blues

For the Native Tasmanian Hen

Lyrics

Bok Bok, Native Hen
You nitro filled Tasmanian
Turbo Chook
To head bop hook
Your red eyes stare
'Aside yellow beak
Bird care
Good legs eleven
Dear avian prayer

We love you
Green herbage sees sustenance
Watch the feral cats
They might bust your sense
Could you ever fly like you run and swim?
Good Turbo Chooks we thanks you man

Bok Bok
Forget the farmers
You got here first
You rule these marshes
Your grassy pastures oh so great
Avoid sly foxes there now mate

Tribonyx morteirii
Wen-da-ya-ho Aboriginal fairies
They have your brown back
Dear cloud bellied bird
Maybe you miss them
Go fly wings of word
Fly with wings of word

Turbo Chook
To head bop hook
Your red eyes stare
'Aside yellow beak
Bird care

Turbo Chooks

Joy To All (2025)

Galway love
Galway power
Pure west rock
Good Connaught flower
Limestone walls weave through land
Unimposing treats by hand

Unjulating paths and roads
It's post man pat Galwegian codes
It's plenty farm
Old trees still wait
For mindto give them rebirth bait

The nicest folk quite proud as punch
Dear Cliffs of Mohar tipping tourist bunch
Economy to keep good green
By hand and rain and wind and sea

This power is pure
A viscious still
Nature shows pure Earth with will
Galway forever
Give me pill
You're wild and clever
Good fenian fill

Dia dhuit
Good Eire gold
The finest wit you feed with soul
This ash die back sees weeps of land
Great Oaks look on acorn at hand

Red fox, Hedgehog, Stoat, Badger, Otter
Thanks for having family squatter
Stay strong dear friends
You power this place
Have Galway now good human race

Galway (Poem)

A bit of plutonic semi comical love for Mary 🫶🏽🎶 Get better soon Miss May

May Apples Read You (One Handed on Bass)

forgiveness

Margareta Baby song

Att få höra en vacker melodi. 1708 ( 1994 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Reprise

Hello, Welcome to my music.
All these creations are made by hard work and years upon years upon years of practice and trying to explain this world and the human condition to myself in the process through poems & songs. Thanks for all of your wonderful support.
Peace and Love to Everyone,
Carl Culliton

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