Album sconosciuto (01/05/2021 10:31:01)

Everybody Loves Her

words: poem of Endre Ady  same title
solo at outro: the magical Mr. Woodhand
produced by Lágy Szellő
Enjoy!😁

Héja - nász az avaron

My cover of the 1968 song  by Mark James, first recorded by B.J. Thomas.

Hooked On A Feeling (cover) by Thomas Price

Atmospheric and reflective, this track takes you on a contemplative sonic journey. Ethereal melodies and emotive vocals explore the search for truth and the beauty hidden within. Let yourself be swept away.

Let the real you shine

Introducing "Life Gets In the Way" - A Song of Remembrance and Reflection

Life is a journey filled with unexpected twists & turns. Along the way, we encounter people who touch our hearts, leaving a lasting impact. Sadly, sometimes we lose these special individuals, & our hearts ache with the regret of not spending more time with them.

In my new edit of the 5 minute long song "Life Gets In the Way," I hope to have captured the essence of this emotional journey im a mote compact form. Through poignant lyrics & heartfelt melodies, I have created a musical tribute to those lost friends we hold dear in our memories.

This song serves as a reminder to cherish & appreciate the people in our lives, to make every moment count, & to never let life's distractions take precedence over our relationships.

You only live once, live it well with the ones you value most :) 

Created for you, here is your new edited song "Life Gets In the Way."

JFDI

Life Gets In The Way

Conditions for fishing in the Baltic Sea have become progressively worse. This is certainly due to pollution of the sea and increasing industrial fishing. Many old professional fishermen have become unemployed.

A Small Town by the Sea

There is a small town - by the coast of the Baltic sea
The city sits so beautifully with
a horizon line that turns pastel when it’s frozen
the people in the town might be retired fishermen
since the number of fishes has declined

The town fell asleep - several years from the present time
the young folks moved to places where they can work
and they left their old parents in the sleepy old town all by themselfes
and most of the houses lapsed and lost all the paint
until rich folks from Stockholm did arrive


There must be a reason why rich folks wanna buy houses in this town
they saw the beauty of this city and where it lies
and they started to renovate and paint the whole town with lovely bright colors
and after a while most of the people in the town
thought that it’s great that the town will live again

A Small Town by the Sea (Stop pollution of and industrial fishing in the Baltic Sea)

Whiskey & Grace

Coulda Shouldas

This was unavoidable for me.  Politics aside, I think we can all agree that the mounting innocent victims of global conflict are a tragedy beyond measure.  These casualties should not be ignored as we sit in the comforts of our cushy little lives.


All rights reserved 6/6/2024

So far away 
It rumbles Iike a thundercloud
Eyes to the sky
Illuminated all around

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

The smoke in your eyes
Does not mask the tragedy…
don’t mind the flies
Images in front of me…

Temperatures rising
In the towns 
And over the fields
So many dying
And for what
I do not believe….

Moonlight and shadows
Paint the town
In shades so disarming..
the look in their eyes…
never to see the next morning 

Calling your name
In the pile of rubble under me…
I don’t here a sound
The silence is so deafening…

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

Missiles are raining
From the sky
It’s never ending…
mothers are wailing
like a choir
the tears they are sending

Six thousand miles 
Isn’t really far away…

Awaiting A World

words and music K. Gennery
image designed by mr cagey

If I were to paint a portrait of you,
layer upon layer oil mixed with dew.
Canvas part torn weathered and worn,
a wondrous reflection resplendent in colour.

If I were to sculpture in marble or stone.
Alabaster skin flawless in tone.
A peachy complexion a hint of rouge,
lines to be seen more than a laughter or two.

If I were a poet my sonnet to you,
would flow from my heart that’s been battered and bruised.
Words on page of passion and rage,
an inky endorsement of love and of hate.

Ohhh, let it go now, I need to have some peace of mind.
Ohhh, let it go now,
find myself a release, that finally sets me free.
From all the confusion, downright delusion,
turmoil swirling around, inside me brain.

of love & of hate

words and music K. Gennery
image not my own


I was stood standing there all alone,
in a room I assumed on my own,
except for the ghost of my past,
who asked if I cared for a dance.
Said that I'd give it a go, oh, oh.

We took two tiny steps forward and three long strides back,
said it feels like the tracks of my life,
I asked her if she would like to stay,
she just smiled and faded away,
oh my, how I wander.

Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.

I was strolling along on the beach,
she appeared again a stretch out of reach,
asked, how do you feel at this moment in time I said,
out of touch and incomplete.

Please tell me that you will stay,
she just smiled and faded away, oh my,
how I wander.

Amongst the shadows, far from the spotlight,
in the quietness I exsist,
singing and playing, playing and singing,
my heart out.

Hooked On A Feeling (cover) by Thomas Price

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