Blanket Of Stars - Gitta de Ridder & Martha Bean

Boys Don't Cry

stepping through time

Often I wait in my invisible chains,
growing breath in the boneyard,
ohhh,
I am the War,
ohhh,
I am the door,

opens me up with a key made of pain,
and the silence starts to scream,
ohhh,
eternal design,
ohhh,
give me a sign,

and I've been having strange dreams,
as if I understand,
harmonic convergence,
is there a master plan?
Lucifer Stormbringer,
told me he's bringing Hell,
and if he slays the Darkness,
you know I wish him well,

cause they greed in the sty,
and they feed on the young,
poisoning everything they touch,
ohhh,
the food and the air,
ohhh,
the media blare,
turning wrong into right,
turning day into night,
turning man into machine,
ohhh,
all I've been through,
ohhh,
what can I do?

and I was in a strange room,
looking in the mirror,
he was my reflection,
and he spoke so clear,
I'm Lucifer Stormbringer,
is what he said to me,
but what are his intentions?
and will he set us free?

tell me do,

he said he's bringing in the storm,
Lucifer,
he said he's bringing in the storm,

and so I prayed for answers,
cause there was no one else,
and then I heard the mirror say,
you gotta help yourself,
Man is the Redeemer,
you gotta help yourself,
Man is the answer,
Man is the only way out,
Man is the Reedemer,

you gotta help yourself,

Stormbringer

JTSunrise Rendition of St. James Infirmary

Slow Blues, 60bpm 4/4

[Refrain]

Dm                    A7              Dm
I went down to St. James Infirmary 
Bb7 A7 Bb7 A7 Dm
To see my Baby there
                        Dm                     A7                 Dm
They had Her stretched-out on a marble table 
Bb7    A7 Bb7 A7 Dm
Asleep, so cold, so fair

[Verse]

             Dm                      A7                Dm
Let her go, You let Her go, God you let Her
Bb7    A7 Bb7 A7 Dm 
Wherever You may be
                Dm                                  A7                 Dm
Couldn’t never look this whole-world wide-over
Bb7    A7 Bb7 A7 Dm
Find a girl half as sweet

[Verse]

            Dm                 A7                     Dm
Gonna bury Her in Her strait-laced boots 
             Dm             A7                 Dm
In Her  walk’n coat and Cloche’ hat
          Dm                    A7            Dm
Put a twenty-dollar bill in Her coin-purse 
        Bb7                    A7   Bb7 A7 Dm
So She’ll know She died standin' pat

An American folk song about going to St. James Infirmary to retrieve a deceased lover. The song evolved over time and potentially from British origins in the 1800s, roots can be traced to the early jazz and blues era in New Orleans. Lyrics and melody were adapted and rearranged by numerous artists over centuries and emerged from a blend of folk, blues, and jazz. It’s popularity grew through oral traditions, diverse interpretations, and legendary performances 

Marble tables were practical for hygiene in morgues due to their white, durable, and non-porous characteristics. The thermal mass of a thick marble stone slab table allowed for temperature retention—ideal for icing in warm climates or maintaining an ambient cool surface in morgues which were typically located in medical facility basements

During the late 1800s and early 1900s, fashionable women dressed in tailored jackets, walking coats, and tailored suits. Garments were designed to be fashionable and practical. Popular was the tailor-made suit, which consisted of a matching jacket and skirt. Suits could have varied styles, including fitted jackets with defined waists and skirts. A walking coat was characterized by its length and suitability for outdoor activities. Women's fashion during this period saw a shift towards more tailored and practical clothing

Unlike higher heels of previous decades, shoes in the 1920s often had lower, practical heels to reflect the era’s active style. Boots had lace-up designs, providing a snug fit around the ankle and calf. This style allowed women to participate in energetic social activities. A stif pointed-toe contributed to a sleek and modern look and had defensive advantages. Boots were made of leather or fabric. Suede and patent leather being also popular

A Cloche (“bell” in French) is a bell-shaped fitted hat that became fashionable in the 1920s, complementing shorter hairstyles of the time

"Standing pat", a poker term meaning to keep one's hand as dealt without drawing additional cards, suggests the idea of a person being content and staying true until the end

In 1927 Fess Williams and his Royal Flush Orchestra were first to record the song under: "Gambler's Blues", crediting Carl Moore and Phil Baxter’s “St. James' Infirmary”. The song became more popular after Armstrong's comedic 1928 recording which mocked more emotionally serious versions. By 1930 at least twenty different recordings had been released. The Duke Ellington Orchestra recorded the song multiple times under names like "The Ten Black Berries", "The Harlem Hot Chocolates", and "The Jungle Band”. In 1933, Cab Calloway's version was released in a classic Betty Boop cartoon and his instrumental version featured Calloway's related hit song - Minnie the Moocher. Irving Mills managed both Calloway and Ellington. Mills Music published both artists 

My version of lyrics. Info from the internet

JTS

St. James Infirmary

Help!

Introduction in English

Sometimes I have to smile a little when I think about the fact that John Lennon was only 24 years old when he wrote these lyrics. 
He certainly didn't know about the cries for help that come with ageing from 60 plus. The experience of gradual physical decline and the increasing dependence on the support of other people. The gradual loss of autonomy, which is so important for one's own dignity. And the subliminal threat of retirement and nursing homes approaching, which then temporarily pulls you out of your increasing mental derangement by singing old Beatles songs.
But apart from that, he certainly already knew a lot about the hardships of being different, of not belonging; the longing to experience something like love in the worldwide recognition and at the same time having to suffocate and drown in this wave of adoration. 
In the pop era of the time, his desperate cry for help was reduced to a tolerable two minutes
I turned it into a leisurely three-minute waltz. And tried to express my increasing need for help in certain areas of life in different ways: shy and fragile, desperate and humble, angry and almost accusatory. 
And towards the end, I find myself in an almost otherworldly limbo in which a part of me comes to peace with the cry for help and finds its own new dignity in it.

Einführung auf Deutsch
Manchmal muß ich ein wenig schmunzeln, wenn ich daran denke, dass John Lennon erst 24 Jahre alt war, als er diesen Songtext schrieb. 
Da wusste er mit Sicherheit noch nichts von den Hilferufen, die mit dem Älterwerden ab 60 plus einhergehen. Die Erfahrung des allmählichen körperlichen Zerfalls und die sich zunehmend anschleichende Angewiesenheit auf die Unterstützung von anderen Menschen. Der allmähliche Verlust von Autonomie, der für die eigene Würde so wichtig ist. Und das unterschwellig drohende Herannahen von Senioren- und Pflegeheimen, die einem dann mit dem Singen von alten Beatles-Songs vorübergehend aus der zunehmenden geistigen Umnachtung herausreißen.
Aber abgesehen davon wußte er sicher schon viel von den Nöten des Andersseins, des nicht dazu gehörens; der Sehnsucht, in der weltweiten Anerkennung so etwas wie Liebe zu erfahren und zugleich in dieser Verehrungswelle geradezu ersticken und ertrinken zu müssen. 
In der damaligen Pop-Zeit wurde sein verzweifelter Hilferuf auf allseits erträgliche gut zwei Minuten eingedampft.
Ich habe daraus einen gut dreiminütigen gemächlichen Walzer gemacht. Und dabei versucht, meine in gewissen Lebensbereichen zunehmende Hilfsbedürftigkeit auf verschiedene Weise auszudrücken: Scheu und zerbrechlich, verzweifelt und demütig, wütend und beinahe anklagend. 
Und zum Ende hin befinde ich mich in einer fast schon jenseitigen Zwischenwelt, in der ein Teil in mir mit dem Hilferuf in Frieden kommt und darin eine eigene neue Würde findet.

Help!

Help! (Lennon/Mccartney)

in her eyes

Never mind how you thought things should have been / The world still turning around and around / that's not on the list of things that you let down / you hear the bells still ringing / sun come up the birds they'll still be singing loud / some are only there to put in the rearview mirror / when you're Milwaukee bound

When You're Milwaukee Bound

HAPPY Ive Got You To Hold

Download available from Bandcamp, where fans can support the artist directly -> https://gittaderidder.bandcamp.com/track/alternate-reality

'Alternate Reality' released on the 7th of October 2015, is the first single of the upcoming debut album (expected spring 2016) by Dutch-English artist Gitta de Ridder. 

Written, produced and recorded by Gitta de Ridder
Mixing and mastering by Coen Dingemans 
Photo by Asia Pracz / Artwork by Gitta de Ridder 

Vocals/Guitar/BV's/Drums/Melodica - Gitta de Ridder
Bass - Kai Liebrand
Cello - Simon Lewis
Additional Percussion - Leon Schmitz 

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You, you are, the man I’ll never have
Though I have wanted you since the day we met
But we can be together in this alternate reality

I see a road but I turn back
I see a house but I will pass
and I see a life that isn’t mine, I see a love that will never be

‘Cause you, you are, the man I’ll never have
Though I have wanted you since the day we met
But we can be together in this alternate reality

Oh these are the feelings I cannot feel
and these are the thoughts that I cannot think
and these are the secrets I hide away but they whisper to me they whisper to me
Oh these are the future’s that I contain
that I keep away so that they won’t be
and these are the moments, a thousand moments that never happened
They’ll never happen

‘Cause you, you are, the man I’ll never have
Though I have wanted you since the day we met
But we can be together in this alternate reality

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Alternate Reality

Video, https://youtu.be/BGOhV8eVpFw
Theirs a fox in the crowhouse
Red sister sing
A very hollow hillside
Love dont blind me now  
Theirs a shrine in the stone house
White brother sing
A very hollow hillside
Love dont blind me now
Isis in the sisters
Candle mind sticks
A very hollow hillside
Love dont blind me now
Theirs a snake hypnotised
Where the bodies bled
A very hollow hillside
Love dont blind me now
Devil behind lizard side
We love to sing
A very hollow hillside
Love dont blind me now

Stormbringer

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