Nice lyrical approach and very well recorded

I get a "Smithsonian Folkways" kind of feeling when I listen to your music.  (That's a particular label I used to love. I'm not sure it still exists).  You have your own sound!

Hey Jim man, this is a wonderfully charming song. Great piano and bass in here. Netta gives a superb performance, too. Excellent work here, both of you!

Wonderful song, so well done both of you :)

Because I am thousands of years old, all of the memories I have that might be described as "vivid" are not ones from yesterday.  I recall, with absolute clarity, the late evening when another Jim, the patrolling, elderly, security guard dropped by my office to say hello and I bitched, in my coffee-induced stupor about the grief of the job and the current proposal I was writing and how I couldn't wait for retirement - still some distant point on life's horizon.  "Ah, son" he said, with a slight hint of the Irish in him, "don't wish it away".  My life-clock tells me that that was sometime around last Tuesday, but my calendar tells me it was thirty years ago.  You nailed it, guys.

Your Mix 1

Killing Me Softly (Cover)

Live Reflexion#022 (extended)

A song that was particularly close to my heart to remix and especially to sing...So I tried to put my voice on this title that I love so much....And it is with immense joy that musical accomplice for almost 10 years....accompanied me on the piano.

Karine L.
KAELLE

DANCING ON MY OWN REMIX

------------------------------------------------------------------------
YouTube: https://youtu.be/kugEjJJMXy4?si=_U_Ou3vet8mT9Hqn
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/album/4lgUnAkKQZabH3NqVcTR3H?si=R-Z5a2TKRZqpPr8c_SfPFw
Amazon: https://amazon.de/music/player/albums/B0DSTZYHV8?marketplaceId=A1PA6795UKMFR9&musicTerritory=DE&ref=dm_sh_qQ91mYJs4ptZfoQjp8MsKHU19
Apple: https://music.apple.com/de/album/echo-des-vergessens/1790416748?i=1790416749
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Lyrik: (The English translation is below the German lyrics)
Durch die Straßen grauer Zeit
Weht ein Echo lang verklungener Tage
Lang verklungener Tage
Und die Sehnsucht macht sich breit
Nach dem Lachen, das ich in mir trage
Das ich in mir trage

Jugendträume, leicht und klar
(Träume, leicht und klar)
Tanzen wie ein Sommervogelpaar
(wie ein Vogelpaar)
Schweben durch den Nebel meiner Jahre
(durch die Jahre)

Doch das Echo des Vergessens
Weht wie Herbstlaub durch die Zeit
(durch die Zeit)
Und die Spuren des Vermissens
Zeichnen Bilder der Vergänglichkeit
(der Vergänglichkeit)

In der Stille dieser Stadt
Treffen Welten aufeinander
(Welten aufeinander)
Was einst Kraft und Klarheit hat
Wird nun fremd und immer distanzierter
(immer distanzierter)

Zwischen Gestern und Heute
Tanzt ein Lichtstrahl durch die Nacht
(durch die Nacht)
Was die Zeit uns einst bedeutet
Wird durch jeden Schritt erwacht
(neu erwacht)

Und das Echo des Vergessens
Wird zur Brücke dieser Zeit
(dieser Zeit, dieser Zeit)
Aus den Schatten des Vermissens
Wächst ein neuer Weg zur Wirklichkeit
(zur Wirklichkeit)

In der Stille dieser Nacht
Find ich mehr als nur nach Haus
(mehr als nur nach Haus)
Was verloren schien, erwacht
Ich freue mich darauf
(freue mich darauf)

English translation:
Through the streets of gray time
An echo of long faded days blows
Long faded days
And the longing spreads
For the laughter that I carry within me
That I carry within me

Youthful dreams, light and clear
(Dreams, light and clear)
Dancing like a pair of summer birds
(like a pair of birds)
Floating through the mist of my years
(through the years)

But the echo of oblivion
Blowing through time like autumn leaves
(through time)
And the traces of missing
Draw pictures of transience
(of transience)

In the silence of this city
Worlds meet
(worlds meet)
What once had strength and clarity
Now becomes strange and more and more distant
(more and more distant)

Between yesterday and today
A ray of light dances through the night
(through the night)
What time once meant to us
Is awakened by every step
(reawakened)

And the echo of oblivion
Becomes the bridge of this time
(this time, this time)
From the shadows of missing
A new path to reality grows
(to reality)

In the silence of this night
I find more than just home
(more than just home)
What seemed lost awakens
I am looking forward to it
(looking forward to it)

Echo des Vergessens

written by Netta&McGill....................one of a few songs we recorded while Netta was here in  Brisbane................cheers for having a listen




The days came by then went away,
The timing never right
I looked around and then it passed
The day turned into night

Catching up with time and space
You don’t know what you’ll get
But i know whats not going on
Cos nothing’s happened yet

Reaching out to grasp the day
Then suddenly it’s night
Blink and you could miss it
As life just walks on by

I could’ve turned the other way
The feeling came so fast
Quickly went away again
Just wasn’t meant to last

It stopped me in my tracks
I didn’t know where to turn
Making the same mistake again
When will i ever learn

Reaching out to grasp the day
Then suddenly it’s night
Blink and you could miss it
As life just walks on by

The days came by then went away,
The timing never right
I looked around and then it passed
The day turned into night

It stopped me in my tracks
I didnt know where to turn
Making the same mistake again
When will i ever learn

Reaching out to grasp the day
Then suddenly it’s night
Blink and you could miss it
…
Reaching out to grasp the day
Then suddenly it’s night
Blink and you could miss it
As life just walks on by

Show less

Passing By

Music, lyrics & production by Sergey Ruban

Return To Flight

Kenny Roger’s Cover with my musical friend from North 🇺🇸

You Decorated My Life

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Gary Reeves: Lead Vocal
Terry Reeves: Spoken Vocal
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Video: youtu.be/4t-H-HHpQ20?si=_reTvkVVmF73vkRi

I was walking down Mare Street, Hackney
Climbing boots and back pack on
Looking for a song of mountains
I had climbed them many times before
Challenge may help to find another door

I’ve climbed arduous N.H.S mountains
Planted flags a'top of wedlock peaks
Hung upside down on magical fountains
With my muscles springing major leaks
My heart is growing smaller by the week

Stood and pointed at hours of darkness
Winds of silence a challenge of their own
Worn out boots a testament to distance
But the misery of counting my toes alone
Sixty three feet behind me as it goes

I have loved being a man of mountains
I hope many will profit from my deeds
I will try to climb just one more mountain
Slide down the other side to save my feet
At the bottom I'll need brand new cleats

This was written over 10 years ago as a George Formby style (Google the name if you’ve never heard of him) ukulele song - a mildly amusing message to Gal to let him know that I was fully aware of the mental health difficulties he was having and that I would always be there if he needed me.

Over the years, we spoke often about the song but nothing much came of it until Gal suggested slowing the tempo and giving it a kind of shuffle beat. As it was about him, I thought he should definitely sing the lead vocal, which I think works rather well. (*Vocalist’s note: It would help if I could still sing…)

You’ll find many personal references to Gal’s life in the lyrics. At the time it was written, he was 63, literally a fatal age for men in the extended Reeves family and he wasn’t having the best of times himself, still wrestling with the grief of a marriage break-up alongside the loss of his big brother and closest friend less than a year before. But even with all of this going on (and not always out of choice) he found there were plenty more mountains to climb.

The transition of the tune from Formby to Albers is a story in itself but suffice it to say that Hans somehow managed to transform it into this rather poignant opus.  He has also made a beautiful film to accompany the piece (see link above). All in all, it testifies perfectly to the reason why Gal’s cleats are somewhat care-worn...and he still has many mountains yet to climb.. (Terry Reeves)

MOUNTAIN MAN - CRIPPLE CLUB

Another unpretentious pop song. I kind of like the chorus and the instrumental bridge. It should be shorter, but it came out that way, with an extra minute.

since she's gone

“The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born; now is the time of monsters.” — Antonio Gramsci

allongé sur mon canapé
affalé devant la télé
lassé des pitreries stériles
de Folamours télévisés

à mon tour ! maitre des mondes
disponible et motivé
je suis prêt

allongés sur vos canapés
affalés devant vos télés
regardez, comme c'est facile
mes faux amours télévisés

pour toi, maitre des mondes
suis disponible et motivé
je suis prêt 

 (x2) 
l'allure outrancière 
la machoire batracière
j'opère ma mutation
je suis Syoïse le poisson

tapi dans mon repère 
la mémoire carnassière
avec pour vous déplaire 
vos amours en gibecière

à mon tour, l'être immonde
impavide, désabusé
je suis laid

occupé à fourbir mes armes 
à aiguiser l'acier
avant qu'à l'oeil la larme
vous ne me remerciez

pour toi, maitre des mondes
impavide, désabusé
je suis laid

(x3)
-- amphibien amphibie 
-- affublé de lubies

(x2)
on me  couronne
au son des orgues
Ubu pompeux et confus / Ubu imbu et repu
-- on te couronne
-- au son des orgues
-- Ubu pompeux et confus / Ubu imbu et repu
 
(x2)

j'ai l'arme dévastatrice
j'ai l'ame rédemptice
et l'armée complice
d'un savant fou
savez-vous

-- sauvez-vous
-- sauvez-vous

je marquerai de mon sceau
les planètes rebelles
-- retourne à ton seau
-- et retourne à ta pelle / tu nous caches l'arc en ciel

Syoïse le poisson

Now into my seventh decade of living, and celebrating my fiftieth anniversary this month as a guitar player (I should play better than do;), I wanted to drop this "little ditty" as my attempt to keep up with the likes of Bill Liggett (@soundcloud.com/greenfleamusic/tracks) and other notable players on this fine platform.  Actually it's an attempt to keep up with myself, seeing if I can still play what I learned 40-plus years ago, in the case of this song, the introductory licks I learned from a very fine Kansas City lounge musician, Mark Bell in 1979.  For those keeping score, you may remember it from the song "This Motel Room" by Jimmy Buffet--a fun and clever song that details the many nights touring musicians have to endure staying in motel rooms.  I took the initial licks heard throughout the song and built an independent melody line around it, half blues ditty, half musical joke, with a serious moment (you know I have to have one of those:), all with the hope of bringing a smile.  I'm proud to say I can still play it, and maybe, just maybe a little better now than then:)  Bill, just don't ask me to play it live;)

A Little Ditty (David, solo guitar)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/dR5vMkboQXQ

Rempli     (Translated after the French text )

Texte      : Sanzen
Chant     : Muette
Musique : Alain Illos

Poitrine contre poitrine,
ma chair contre ta chair,
je me souviens d'un silence rempli de ton sourire.
Au seuil de l'horizon .... vivent mes songes
et nos premiers regards. et nos premiers regards.
Je n'avais étreint aucun corps,
ni laissé aucune trace dans le sable des plages.
Il n'y avait aucun enjeu. Aucune honte et
le vent nous portait.
le vent nous portait.
Là bas vit ma jeunesse remplie de ton sourire.
Là bas le temps ne passe pas. .. ne passe pas.
Je n'avais étreint aucun corps,
ni laissé aucune trace dans le sable des plages.
Au seuil de l'horizon, vivent mes rêves.
Et le temps infini.
Et le temps infini

Filled

Chest against chest,
my flesh against your flesh,
I remember a silence filled with your smile.
On the threshold of the horizon .... live my dreams
and our first glances. and our first glances.
I hadn't embraced any body,
nor left any trace in the sand of the beaches.
There was nothing at stake. No shame and
the wind carried us.
the wind carried us.
There lives my youth filled with your smile.
There time does not pass. .. does not pass.
I had embraced no body,
nor left any trace in the sand of the beaches.
On the threshold of the horizon, live my dreams.
And infinite time.
And infinite time

Rempli avec Muette

Cinematic and Orchestral Music
Picture by MarWin55
Franck C Production
Music by Franck Charles
ASCAP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB4QzfTFg8A

Expedition

Started writing this late at night April 14th into April 15th, 1-3am, one of those unexpected nights. I had a feeling, a thought and this came together fast. Finished it up today and did this live take tonight on the ol Baldwin. It's been awhile since something has struck me so quick. This is a song I was like...well I don't care this is how I feel so I'm writing this. True feelings. Thanks to everyone that listens!:) 

Forever 

I'm so late I know
And I'm so sorry 
You're living the American dream
A beautiful family 
It should've been you and me 
I know that you would agree
I'm glad that you called me
Are you happy?
What we never shared
Has been killing me for years

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo

We were pure as snow
Then life got crazy
I've been chasing a long shot dream
Writing of a love deep in me
Through every dark valley 
You've been my fantasy 
What we never shared 
Has been killing me for years

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo

Seems just like it was yesterday 
When our eyes just could not look away 

Just one night!
With you
I'd be content
Oh it's true
The memory
Would linger
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo 
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo 
Forever! Ooo Ooo Ooo
Forever! And ever

All music written and recorded by 
©Daniel Colter Valentine

Forever (Original song live)

Cast of Characters:

Joe Stroffolino-- @joseph-stroffolino -- Taylor 114ce acoustic guitar, main vocals, harmony vocals, lyrics, composition

Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Epiphone Les Paul electric guitar

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and percussion

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string Fender Precision Bass, and Roland organ

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, mix, mastering, and production

  
This song began when Joe, feeling a bit nostalgic, wrote the lyrics and composed it on his acoustic guitar. He recorded it and sang it with expert harmonies, then decided to share it with Eclectic Collective. We were all very excited to get work on our second song with Joe, as we all admire his songwriting.

  First up was Tez this time, oddly enough. He was able to identify all the fill spots and light up the solo without the rest of us even adding anything yet. Next came Ken, who usually goes first, adding his steady grooving drums and tasty percussion. Once the drums were down, Josh completed the rhythm section by adding his fretted bass. He also worked out an organ part to give the whole sound a bit of thickness. Also adding some thickness and texture, Stephen added a clean electric rhythm part, as well. 

  Once we had it in can we asked Stephen to mix and produce it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion. 

  This, as mentioned, is Eclectic Collective's second song with Joe, and we all enjoyed bringing it to life with him. He's a wonderful collaborator and an all around good dude. Do yourself a favor and go check out his page, which is rich in great songs. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed making it.

Original lyrics by Joe Stroffolino:

If you find yourself in trouble and you think you've lost your way. 
Here's hoping that you find a path to a better day.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope you find all the answers to all those questions vexing you.
I hope you can find a way not to bite off more than you can chew.
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality
All those places that you said that you wanted to see.
I hope they're as good as you expected them to be.
I want you to know that you hold a special place in my heart.
I think about you often even though we are apart.
They say that when you love somebody sometimes you gotta be willing to let them go.
You gotta let them spread their wings and fly wherever the wind decides to blow. 
I sure hope that you're happy.  I'm wishing you the best.
I hope you find what you're looking for as you continue on your quest.
I hope that you're happy. I hope that you're doing well.  I sure hope that you're doing swell.You spread your wings and you flew so far away from me.
I hope that you're enjoying your new reality

Hope That You Are Happy - (Eclectic Collective with Joe Stroffolino)

Exploring the strange, weird and wonderful world of UFO's and their conspiracy theories. 

Don't Be Afraid

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

Demos and sketches of songs, mostly recorded in my home studio.
Part of the Netta&McGill duo.
Thanks for having a listen.

Passing By

Jim Mcgill

Recent comments

Robert Llewellyn

Todd J McLean

Nadia Selvaggi Reposts

1234567890

Related tracks