Just finishing off a few songs that have been saved throughout 2023 so that I can start afresh again in the new year.

At The Corner Again

This wonderful collaboration was done with the amazing musician, Roger Walker. As Walker stated, "Soar my friends SOAR !!" Here, here, brother! 
Sitar Roger Walker
Vocals Ada Daveed
Keyboard Ada Daveed
Percussion Ada Daveed
Bass Guitar Roger Walker

YOUNG BUZZARD (Roger Walker & Ada Daveed)

We begin our new song series "A Shared Horizon--We Solve Most Things If We Talk". 
Have you ever thought about humanity and its so-called progress and development through all the millennia on our fantastic little globe, floating on its spiral path around our sun, in the infinity around us. 
Our little "international band" did that for a period of time, and our conversations and thoughts gave birth to music and lyrics. And this music and lyrics became a little story, in 5 parts, which we want to share with you all by publishing a part of the story every week. 
So we wish you all a pleasant experience and listening as you journey with us these next few weeks:)  First song of the series: "Ancient Man, Calm Stream"
Many thousands of years ago, our ancestors lived here on our little globe. Did they have any idea of the future..... and if so what was "future" for them? "Tomorrow, next week, or next year?" Did they even have a word for future? Or was life exclusively about developing and expanding the group and getting food for the day? Or did they, too, have other goals and meaning with their lives?

Lyrics and vocals: Our dear poet Peter, soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix and Production; Seagull, @farout-music-studio
Spoken word/lyric:
I have no words, just thoughts, like these
Of primal cravings, fears and needs.
My leathered skin, yet young, seems older
Browned and cracked I shiver colder
Depicting beasts muralled large within my cave,
Their fatty flesh my empty gut to crave.

Bursting fires from the frozen mountain thread
And weave and belch and burn and spit of ochres red.
The very poison whence my paintbox palette grows
'Neath the toxic gases twixt congealing lava flows.
In these extremes we live, but few, the young into
the perma-sleep will often fall
And not so old, our eldest ageing too, follow close
upon the darkest terror's call.

Meat and heat is all I need,
Stone and bone, all I own.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

Strip the skin, spit the pips,
Moisturize the burning lips.
Skin the flesh, strip it clean.
Cleanse it in the calming stream.

We who thought, conversed, composed and collaborated around this musical journey are;
Soundcloud's most beautiful voice: Oddrun Eikli - @oddrun-eikli
Our fine acoustic guitarist: David Dunham - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Our outstanding poet & songwriter: Peter - soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Producer, composer, compilation, our gifted and visionary mix-master: Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Ancient Man, Calm Stream (Seagull; synths, Peter; spoken word and vocals)

In The Shine (Original Mix)

I'm playing some ambient piano with various filters and tape emulation over the top of a sample I recorded of Tom Waits reciting "The Laughing Heart" 
A poem written by Charles Bukowski.

Your life is your life
Don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission
Be on the watch
There are ways out
There is light somewhere
It may not be much light but
It beats the darkness
Be on the watch
The gods will offer you chances
Know them
Take them
You can’t beat death
But you can beat death in life, sometimes
And the more often you learn to do it
The more light there will be
Your life is your life
Know it while you have it
You are marvelous
The gods wait to delight in you

Your Life Is Your Life

Dreams in Blue

Dreams In Blue

Here's a little something about childhood toys, imagination and dreams…

I heard that old Geronimo 
Went looking for a friend
He had a pipe full of peace
In the wind around the bend
He was looking for a sign 
Or a star in the sky
No wagon trains in sight
On this clear and moonlit night

So ride on Johnny West
Ride on through the night
Put up old Thunderbolt
Just before first light
Lay your head down easy
So many miles to go
No scuffs on your hat
Nothing that would show

Geronimo kept moving
Through the valleys and the plains
Memories of battles
Echoed in his veins
He thought about the people
And the land they called home
With every step he took
He felt the spirit in his bones

So ride on Johnny West
Ride on through the night
Put up old Thunderbolt
Just before first light
Lay your head down easy
So many miles to go
No scuffs on your hat
Nothing that would show

The spirits whispered softly
In the rustling of the leaves
They told tales of honor
Under burned out ancient trees
Johnny felt their presence
In the silence of the night
He knew his path was sacred
As he held his reins tight

Geronimo found solace
In the calm of Johnny’s eyes
A silent understanding
Beneath those endless skies
Together they would journey
Through echoes of the past
Across dreams of their fathers
And the long shadows they cast

So ride on Johnny West
Ride on through the night
Put up old Thunderbolt
Just before first light
Lay your head down easy
So many miles to go
No scuffs on your hat
Nothing that would show

Johnny & Geronimo

Baby I’m different, try me I’m dope. Ty.

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My Life Pt.2.mp3

A track inspired by our experiences with Mental Health 

Echoes of Another

Man With A Good Hand

I'm A Coming

I'm A Coming (Instrumental)

It’s not played perfectly, recorded perfectly, mixed perfectly or mastered perfectly, but perfection is not what I’m after.  If I’m happy with it I’ll post it.  If I’m bored of it I’ll post it.

At The Corner Again

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