@xyp5bkpvwn9a Appreciate the kind words my friend 

A really super all round job done by all here guys and that was AWESOME....

big fan of all things Rush and this is starting out with a cool unique take on this classic.

kick ass cover... really paid a great homage to the original.... solo was spot on , synths and guitar... awesome bass too :)

NEED A DRINK OF YOUR LOVE

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Tomorrow, 22 August 2022, marks ten years since my brother Bri died. Hard to believe. I remember that day as if it were yesterday. His ashes were released into the River Thames, from the towpath that runs alongside Fulham football ground (quaintly known as ‘Craven Cottage’). He’d been a lifelong supporter of the club so this seemed a very appropriate resting place for him.

For those unaware of the sporting ritual, nearly every year since 1839, there's been a boat race on The Thames between Oxford & Cambridge Universities, held on a course between Putney and Mortlake. It is quite the occasion, with crowds lining the banks of the river for much of the four mile, 374 yard distance. It is broadcast live by the BBC and the Fulham stadium can clearly be seen as the crews row past. Guess who we think of when that happens?

When we were kids, we lived on a housing estate just a couple of minutes from the river, so Boat Race Day was always special. Every family was either a vehement supporter of the light blues of Cambridge or the dark blues of Oxford which seemed quite normal at the time but, thinking back, appears quite odd now. We were all decidedly lower class, with precious little chance of attending any university, let alone Oxbridge. But I clearly remember having a punch up with another kid on the estate because he supported Oxford. Total madness…but in my defence, I was very young at the time.

The family ritual was to watch the race on the telly until it reached Hammersmith Bridge, run to the river to watch the boats go by and then run back to see the finish. You still hear folks say “We had to make our own fun in those days” and I rather think this custom now falls into that deeply enigmatic category.

So that’s how Bri’s death has become inextricably linked to The Boat Race and the thoughts I have of him when the drone cameras look down upon the crews as they zoom past Craven Cottage. The fond memories always win out over the political bewilderment…and, strange as it may seem, I still want Cambridge to win.

For you, Bri. We miss you. (Terry Reeves)

Ten years of ashes floating, reasons to find
Connected thoughts search sensitive mind
Watery echoes continue, grieving combined
Reluctant tidal memories, questions behind

Never to forget you're all part of me

Cambridge beat Oxford, repair some sorrow 
But cannot add smiles to a never tomorrow 
A two to one chance, exciting times borrow 
History growing up, running riverside to follow

Never to forget you're all part of me

Ten years have past left me standing here
No harmony practice, new song to appear
Every heartbeat 4/4 beat counting each year 
Independence not requested, vocal unclear

Never to forget you're all part of me

From Birth to final moments always there
No feeling exchanged or choosing to care
50 years of musical lifetime joined with stare 
Total love for a brother, dreams cannot share

Never to forget you're all part of me
Never to forget you’re all part of me

RELEASE THE ASHES - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

New recording of this song that was in the finals of the NZ MLT songwriting awards 2010


Is This Who I Think It Is 

Another tumble ‘cross the dance floor
A tender hold onto someone I call my own 
A look into her eyes that lingers
Another drink that goes from loving hand to hand

Is this who I think it is
A touch and a blown kiss
I look at her
I look at him
Is this who I think it is

A frozen minute in a lifetime
I lurch and stumble to the dancers of the night 
As I push myself between them 
My life with her is playing out in black and white

I wonder at the blind man
Who was missing all the clues
Once a happy go lucky guy
Now with leaden shoes

I am dancing in a wasteland
She is speaking but I cannot hear a sound
Her face resigned to do to her duty
I can see him and his eyes are shifting round

Is This Who I Think It Is

Firstly a big thanks to Shane of Harmful If Swallowed for agreeing to do do this male duet. It’s a first for me and probably for him, so a very interesting concept. It’s been a song that’s been hanging around a while just waiting for the right type of vocalist to agree. I am a great admirer of Shane’s work because of his fine lyrics and interpretations of real life. 
The song Elephant In The Room was wrote over five years ago with my son Owen  who would of been around 18 at the time. He had got into playing guitar and dabbling in song writing so my role was helping him with melody and lyrics. 
It’s a song I always thought had great potential and as I wasn’t that active in music myself at the time only a raw acoustic version existed.
This version is what we used as a sketch and Noobly transformed it into a full blown production. Seriously Noobly is a real talent and absolute pleasure to work with so respect to him.
There as been slight lyric changes but the melody is the same.
The song is about to close friends sitting in one of their living rooms in silence. There is an elephant in the room for both of them because a serious matter is not being discussed and neither of them are opening the conversation. The one  as done something really bad to the other so use your imagination.
The conversation is only happening inside their heads so hence a male duet of thoughts.
Hope you enjoy the song as much as we did creating it.

Elephant In The Room  -  Conscience of Kings feat Harmful If Swallowed

This is actually a remix of the song “Where We Want To Be” which I shared about four years ago when I first joined Soundcloud.   “Winter's Road” was in fact the original title when the song was written.  So I decided to fall back to that with this remix.   See what you think.

Thanks so much for stopping by.

[Credits]
Music / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming / Keyboards – Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics – Ron Carnell
Electric Guitar Solo (Intro & Ending) – Dave Cleveland @Band_in_a_Box
Piano Solo - John Jarvis @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
I cannot speak for all who stem
Long road less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
By words they spoke and did not say.

(Chorus)
All roads lead to where we go
Where we go is where we have been,
So home’s just a word we know,
For where we want to be again.

From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.

Repeat Chorus

For even home, it seems to me,
Is still a choice we all must face
From day to day and endlessly,
To choose if home is gonna to be
Another road or just a place.

Repeat Chorus

© Myst Songs 2018 / 2023

Winter's Road

The ancient metropolis of Istanbul probably derives its name from the Greek 'Stin Polis' ('in the city')(according to Sean Lusk's excellent book 'The Second Sight of Zachary Cloudesly)having previously been Constantinople the capital of the Byzantine Empire.
This incredible city spans the continents of Europe and Asia and reflects aspects of both in its culture and people. 
(Photo taken from a trip on The Bosphorus...the waterway dividing the city's continents.)

Istanbul

SPINNIN' MY WHEELS (JunkHeap (c) Refixed Feb 2023 / (c) Jul 2016)

Oh here it goes...
And I don't know where I'm going,
it all seems so lame.
Another day feeding the negative in my brain.

Well it's turning it over...
Spinnin' my wheels.

Walking through the mall, and seeing the aged,
Crumpled and trying to make it through the day,
trying to make it from A to B.
And here I am, healthy and able,

and there she was...

I see the look in her eyes, and it makes me high.
and I know that's she likes me, maybe ask her out for tea.

Spinnin' my wheels.

There's a need to change,
and if I don't, then it leaves me aimless.
To get it into a different groove.
Instead of thinking that I've got it all figured out.

To learn to trust again,
To learn to love again,
To earn her trust,
It's only a matter of time... until she's mine.

I see the look in her eyes, and it makes me high.
and I know that's she likes me, maybe ask her out for tea.

Spinnin' my wheels.

Spinning My Wheels

Une Comptine Romantique

This is a song that Frans wrote and was kind enough to share with me. He's playing everything except the mandolin and guitar, which includes bass, banjo, fiddle, and dobro. I'm always so very impressed with Frans, and honored that he would allow me to play with his songs. He also mixed and edited this song in a most professional way, as well. We hope you enjoy the final product.

Grass Lullaby (with Frans Beelaard [!])

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 07/2023.
Composed, arranged, performed, produced and Jacket by:
Pierre Bordetti

This photo I took recently inspired me a lot for this new Jazz-Fusion title.

Instrumental

Upright

Recalling some tequila, love words and more with them in that Ibiza bar, I wondered: “What if Pink Floyd met the spirit of Camarón de la Isla… in my bedroom?” I used lots of guitars, basses, etc. on a 12/8 beat, to enclose 3/4, 6/4 & 8/8 rhythms along.
> Pic: ruined well at hometown countryside

Letra / Translated Lyrics: EL POZO DE TU AMOR  /  THE WELL OF YOUR LOVE

Fui a abrir el grifo, estaba sediento,  /  I turned on the tap, I was thirsty,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Fui a abrir el grifo, necesitaba hacerlo,  /  I turned on the tap, I needed to do it,
fui a abrir el grifo de tu amor.  /  I turned on the tap of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el grifo de tu amor.  /  I needed the trap of your love.

Fui a bajar al pozo, me estaba muriendo,  /  I was going into the well, I was dying,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Fui a bajar al pozo, y me caí dentro,  /  I was going into the well, and fell inside,
fui a bajar al pozo de tu amor.  /  I was going into the well of your love.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

Por bajar al pozo, yo me caí dentro  /  Because of going into the well, I fell inside
y no quiero que nadie llore por mis lamentos  /  and I don’t want anybody to cry for my laments

Caí… por ti.  /  I fell … for you.
Caí… caí… caí por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell for you.
Caí… a tu pozo, caí por ti.  /  I fell … into your well, fell for you.
Caí… caí… caí… caí a tu pozo por ti.  /  I fell … fell … fell … fell into your well for you.
Caí.  /  I fell.

Me he caído al pozo, y ahora que estoy dentro  /  I have fallen into the well, and now I’m inside
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Vine a beber al pozo, pero el pozo está seco,  /  I came to drink at the well, but the well is dry,
veo que se ha secado nuestro amor.  /  I see our love has dried up.
Necesitaba un trago de tu amor,  /  I needed a drink of your love,
necesitaba el pozo de tu amor.  /  I needed the well of your love.

ER30HC9 ©1995 ®2015

Grab it !!

El pozo de tu amor (Caí por ti)

Desecrated by Tainted Icarus
Featuring the wise words of Chief Oren Lyons 

This is a piece dedicated to Sam Prock's(https://soundcloud.com/samprock) Climate Change Challenge.  A noise with purpose what could be better.  In constructing this piece I broke a few rules, a little experimental and out of my comfort zone.

The vocals are a speech from Chief Oren Lyons about climate change.  He was remembering a elder meeting from his youth.  Reciting Louie Badwound's address to the elders.. and how from his own perspective much of what Louie wanted the elders to do has come to pass.  

Lyrics:

Put our medicine together  he says and bring them rain and flood em out
Bring the fires and burn em
Bring the wind, our grandfathers
We can do it
They'll never listen until they have to suffer

Destroying the greater part of Earth's civilization yourself
Destroying yourself

Put our medicine together he says and bring them rain and bring the fire 
Our brother brought it himself
It's here now
The fire he's talking about is here and burning right now
The wind he's talking about is just beginning

There is no mercy in nature,  none

There is no mercy in nature,  no mercy

Has only law
Only rule
You don't abide the rule
You suffer the result

Destroying yourself 


Climate Change -  In my world...we live such short spans of time... its hard to really know anything for sure.  So maybe there is some room for interpretation on the data... but regardless here are the truths of my short may fly existence. 

People were using to much leaded gasoline that it was poisoning the food chain,  the meat, fish and grain.  So we had to get rid of it to keep ourselves healthy.  

People used so many aerosol spray cans,  that it began to destroy the ozone layer.  We had to stop to prevent further damage. 

The ocean used to be filled with all the fishes we liked to eat.  Now they are getting harder to find.

So with my limited knowledge and logic, yeah.. I think the people on this planet can change the climate by their actions...because they already have done it 3 other times in just a single, yet unfinished life time.

You can only have a legacy.. if the species survives.
Peace and Love Tainted Icarus.

Desecrated

Sad | RosesAreBlue

The Bottom

R          O          X          X

We discovered Rush exactly at the same time, opening for our very fist Kiss concert.  Been fans ever since our adventure out of town in 1975 for a concert with two car-loads of friends. 
 Tommy and I went back and forth for a year, maybe two over the choice for the first Rush cover, Limelight.  We knew then we needed to find a second song to cover and out of the blue Tommy brings up one I hadn't really considered, Subdivisions. 
 After discovering the most EXCELLENT drum version of the song on Youtube by the talented Josh Steffen, who's linked below in credits, Subdivisions became the goal.  When I received the first version of the music in an email, I sat stunned, wondering "why bother singing over this?"  I can't find ANYTHING wrong, out of place or missing from this track.  And yes, Tommy says "You ARE singing it" and away we go!  I suppose we'll be dedicating this faithful cover of a Rush classic to Rush fans everywhere, Vivien and the entire #RushFamily on Twitter!  You folks ROCK!

- Randy
Note- Josh played with the record and we played with Josh. No grid system here-kind of old school. A real Mini Moog was also used. Big thanks to Josh and his excellent musicianship and offering the track for anyone to use. We still have a lot of covers and originals we will be releasing this year. Enjoy and tell us what you think, we love hearing your feedback. Thanks for listening and sharing!
-Tom

Subdivisions

Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In-between the bright lights
And the far, unlit unknown

Growing up, it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass-production zone

Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone

Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out

Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth

Drawn like moths, we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night

Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight

Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights

Subdivisions
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out

Any escape might help to smooth
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth


Songwriters: Alex Zivojinovich / Gary Lee Weinrib / Neil Elwood Peart
Subdivisions lyrics © Ole Media Management Lp


Vocals: Hedd @Randy-Hedrick
Guitars, Bass, Keyboards & Synths: Tom @Tom-Roxx 
Drums & Percussion: Josh Steffen  (Check out Josh performing this song on Youtube!  
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydbqutNzkyg
Drums Recorded by Josh Steffen
All Voice, Guitars, Bass, & Keyboards Recorded by Tom @Tom-Roxx
Final Mix: Tom @Tom-Roxx

Subdivisions- with Tom, Hedd and Josh

R          o           X            X

If you would like me listen to your new track just message me and while your on my cloud have a listen or two, we can support each other.
I would like to thank all the friends that have supported my music all these years on Sound Cloud. I’ve had the privilege of working with some wonder artists here as well. The last several years I had the privilege of working with Randy Hedrick (Hedd RoXX) who lived two houses down from me growing up, who knew he could sing like that-I got lucky. Sadly Randy passed away in early 2021 unexpectedly. I was blessed to have him as a friend and a songwriting partner. So I hope you enjoy the Original and cover songs we attempted. Feel free to comment and follow. Let me know what you think.
Tom

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Subdivisions- with Tom, Hedd and Josh

TOM RoXX

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