Your Mix 3

Monday Playlist week of 1/6/2025

2025 Singer-Songwriters

Best of me

My Mix 2

My Lyrics that inspired Glen are listed below.
Vocals, Music and Mix by Glen Granthem.

NOTHIN' LIKE THE SOUND	
OF RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
ON A COLD WINTER'S MORNIN'	
WHILE YOU'RE SLEEPIN'	
	
NOTHIN' LIKE THE SOUND	
OF BACON FRYIN' IN A PAN	
WHEN YOUR WAKIN' UP	
ON A COLD WINTER MORNIN'	
	
(CHORUS)	
WINTER RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
WHILE THE WORLD GOES ROUND	
WINTER RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
NOTHING LIKE THAT SOUND	
	
TO COLD TO GO OUTSIDE	
TO BORED TO STAY INSIDE	
A TIME OF FRUSTRATION	
AND A LITTLE DEPRESSION	
	
WE LONG FOR A SUNNY DAY	
SO WE CAN GO OUT SIDE AND PLAY	
BUT THE WINTER RAIN	
KEEPS COMIN' DOWN	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS)	
	
MY FRIEND, DON'T DESPAIR	
A REVIVAL IS SPREADING	
AND SPRING IS COMING	
CAN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS - OPTIONAL)	
	
2023 © BMI Lyrics by Tony Harris

Winter Rain - Collab by Tony Harris & Glenny G's "One Man Band" - Original

⭐️ Singing video on IG: https://www.instagram.com/p/DJCXmrYImfl/ ⭐️ 
I'm very happy to share with you my very first attempt at songwriting! 🤩 I hope this song touches your hearts, even a tiny bit. This song wouldn’t have been possible without the beautiful guitar tune that Counterworlds Voltage kindly let me sing over.
★ Guitar composition and performance, production: @counterworlds-voltage
★ Vocal melody, lyrics, vocals, production: @elpiverse

★ ★ ★  Lyrics ★ ★ ★

I was in the dark
when I first found you, my love
I never thought that a star
would ever notice my soul
But you were always around  
just never thought it was me
that you were looking for
longing for

Give me a sign
and I will open my heart
so you can sleep inside
See it's made for you
find myself in you
I'll lose myself in you

Was staring the sea
when I felt wind on my face
One foot was soaked, can you see?
The other holding my pace
Rested my hands on your head
to heal the air that you breathe
Just lose yourself in me
Find yourself in me

Give me a sign
and I will travel the worlds
with nothing but my voice
As if it’s not my choice
not my choice

Let go of your fear
and feel my sound caress you
as if it’s not your choice
Leave behind the noise
Leave behind the noise

Where To Find You

When I was in infant school my class was a ragbag bunch of scruffy working class urchins, self included.  National health glasses held together with band aids, hand-me-down clothes, bruises, jam sandwiches.  There was a kid in that class who was very quiet, often absent.  Good at reading.  Good at running.  Kept himself to himself.  Sat at the back, never made eye contact.  Never put his hand up.

Turns out he was very deaf and spending a lot of time in hospital with operations of various sorts.

When he was seven he was given a hearing aid - huge thing the size of a transistor radio that sat in his shirt pocket.  The story I heard was that when he first went home with it his mam took him for a walk down a country lane to try it out.  He was very upset that it was obviously broken - all sorts of odd scratching and buzzing noises.

They eventually realised that he was hearing insects for the first time.  

Imagine that.

Often wonder what became of him.
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Huge thanks to my two friends here: Paco for inspiring and driving this project with his wonderful music, and Oddrun for lifting my simple lyrical efforts to another level entirely.
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A Good Boy

A symphony of crushing silence 
Played his timpani of weathered clay
Under lowered eyes that cried defiance
He’d softly make his quiet way
A guiding star that burned with life, but ever failed to shine
Kept his distance, from afar, no avatar to hide behind
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their condescending, pitied way.

Inputs built of aural mud are clinically desensitised
Muffled whispers trundle under cobbled skies of grizzled grey
Dreams and aspirations that never could be realised
He’d tightly close his eyes and lightly kneel to pray
Social cripple loner ‘neath a joker’s plastic smiles
Silent rippled mannequin, cartoon audio spastic child
He’s a good boy, so they say, in their well meaning, hurtful way.

Flip the switch and hear the light
Bear witness to the revelation
A trip to day-sound from his silent night
Demolishing all his expectations
Sweet blushing kiss of angels’ eyes
One of them has turned the volume dial
To flush his muted domicile
And hear the crickets singing on the chamomile

So cast the light fine, on the deafened child’s mind
And let the sound shine as the clearest of days
A new world’s flight is leaving dark behind
Clarity rebound leads the way
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy…..

So swing the arc’s beam, bless the lonesome soul
Illumination wakes the inner self
Warmth of seemliness melts the cold
Communication taken off the shelf
Breathe the noise, of those blissful waves
Touch the sense as darkness fades
He’s a good boy,…..he’s a good boy …. He’s a good boy now.

A Good Boy:  MidiSound, Oddrun Eikli, 1234567890

Sunny Autumn Day
Lillithe: Music composition and Production


Sunny Autumn Day

With the advent of our democratically chosen fascist plague looming I'm going to reprise this one which is basically about -- wait a minute I don't do  "it's about's"  --  it's about whatever you think it's about.  I feel it now more than four years ago when I wrote it.

Do you see the same things I do 
in morbid visions of the night
I'll confess I'm in need of some discipline
a circumcision of the mind

a single moment's indecision can mean the difference of a life
wait for the signs of antipathy
I'll be coming right behind

is it time to take our things and go running for the line
there's nothing here that's worthy of the sacrifice
why keep me waiting in the dark
as if you and I were born to all this suffering in our stars

Jacob wrestled in the desert
with an angel who would not give his name
does faith only come to me in my anguish and shame

witness to your own decline
you just lie and tell yourself it's alright

Spotify Link

Why Keep Me Waiting

JUST A PSYCHALOVIC 60'S INFLUENCED TUNE

Words And Music By René Methner, Recorded and Produced by Para Lia, Mix By Para Lia With Thommy Hein, Mastered By Thommy Hein In The Thommy Hein Tonstudios Berlin.
P&C 2023 PARA LIA UNDER EXCLUSIVE LICENSE TO ABOUT US RECORDS GMBH

'IN CLASH WITH THE ZEITGEIST'
PSYCHALOVIC SONIC SONGS FOR LOVERS AND SURVIVORS
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Already Came To Know

A new composition............

Lyrics:  

In the quiet echoes of a fading dawn
Once we danced beneath the stars
The civilization that once was
Had its chance and soon will fall


The rivers run heavy with lies
A never-ending stream of deceit
Ugliness and greed with a sinister grin
Words of kindness are buried alive


Isn’t it a pity the smallness they hold
Their hearts and minds are so cold 
Lost in the darkness of their souls
The darkness of shadows is upon them


The streets are weeping with tears
Compassion forgotten in this modern-day hell
They search for redemption in the ashes of time
But the clock just keeps on ticking


They lament for the love that once was
In the reign of chaos, they feel lost
Isn’t it a pity that humans can be so cold
The kindness of souls turned bitter and old

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2024
Mastering and Production by Tom Hanson

Darkness of Shadows (Remaster)

This song is a COVER...I do not own the rights to this music. Thank you to 
Adam4le for another amazing piece of music. This one has always been near and dear to my heart. Merry Christmas. 

Mary did you know? A Cover: Adam4le Ft. Sandi J.

Hello dear friends
my wonderful 10-years-old granddaughter is a mighty skilled rider.
She rides like a princess.
She inspired me to make this little song/fairy tale.

Lyrics in English

The Girl on the Horse

The silence is broken when she is riding in
on her black and white horse
and the hooves are clapping on the streets of stone
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


They are both very excited about the speed they now have reached
when they fly through the town
they are cheering and they are clapping their hands and hooves
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


The dust is smoking and the people move aside
they don’t want to get hurt
they are very impressed by the skill they show
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Her Grand Dad keeps telling her, please don't fall to the ground   (=me!!)
You might break a lot of bones
but the girl and the horse, they just laugh at him
She is riding fast as a hurricane and her hair
is billowing with the wind


Lyrics in Swedish

Flickan på hästen

Tystnaden bryts när hon rider in
på sin svartvita häst
och hovarna klappar på gatorna av sten
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


De är båda väldigt exalterade över hastigheten de nu har nått
när de flyger genom staden
de jublar och de klappar händer och hovar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Dammet ryker och människorna flyttar sig åt sidan
de vill inte bli sårade
de är mycket imponerade av den skicklighet de visar
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden


Hennes morfar säger hela tiden till henne, snälla fall inte till marken      (=jag!!)
Du kan krossa många ben
men flickan och hästen, de bara skrattar åt honom
Hon rider fort som en orkan och hennes hår
böljar med vinden

The Girl on the Horse - 2024-12-07 10.56

a live demo recorded on the old tape machine.........peace, cheers for having a listen and seasons greetings.............*Tombstone Jones by The Bluebirds From Montezuma..........one of my many favs that ive found on here........a great group i like to listen to in the morn with me cuppa


somebody told me it's mind over matter
but does it matter to you that mine is in tatters
cos I'm sick of what I'm seeing on my devices
it's breaking my brain

advice never asked for, watch them boiling wooden spoons 
hearing peoples cringy songs with them singing outta tune
and pretending that they listen
to get a good review

or watch them bury their heads in their hands as they weep
cos they lost everything they got nowhere to sleep
and from the comfort of our 24/7 live feed
we can give it our armchair critique

and as always there's talk, endless conclusions
everyone shouting so there aint no solutions
to the problems that lie at our feet
seems they only exist when they're on our screen

branded and tagged like cattle at the station
trying to be our authentic self on rotation
but we can't shut up about it
cos everybody's gotta know

so many conversations we're all trying to be heard
and not paying any mind to the things that deserve 
our attention deficit has never been so bad I've heard
since 1963

and as always there's talk, endless discussions
like a blow to the head can give you concussion
like the problems that lie in our homes
seems they only exist if someone else knows

we protest cos the cows are fartin to much
but if we eat any, the plant lovers hate our guts
cos they rather we live on daises and nuts
so we can squeeze through a crack in the wall

maybe what we need to do is find a quiet space
pull up a chair and stare into space
and for 5 minutes just be alone with our face
and shut the fuck up for a while

stfu (For a While)

I recorded this demo and sent it to " Songtuner " in nashville. I thought it might have some value in the country market. The critique was brutal! Tore it up and spit it out!! Apparently it breaks all the " Songwriting rules " Ha Ha!!  Love it.

I still want to have it produced.. Bass... Drums.. backing..

Of course there's so many things i'd like to do different.. It's difficult for me to listen to my own songs..

Oh.. I think I figured out why its very hard to sit down and record these days.. The BRAND NEW INFLUENCES here on soundcloud have me processing a lot in my head.. Hearing all the great music and new musical personalities has me shifting a bit energetically.

I think the most important thing for an artist who creates original material is to listen to others.. The more listening.. the more influences. The more influences the more doors open creatively. 

Lyrics :A little place where I can hang my hat
Where the world is turning at a safe speed
In a little white house I can shut my eyes
and get the rest I need

Ch. ( all )
And the clock only tics..when it knows I’m done thinking
And the rooster only crows when he knows 
that I’m ready to go
And the rain come down just enough
To make the green grass grow

V2

Leave your shoes in the kitchen
Walk outside where the sugar maples grow
By the Big Red Barn theres a garden where you’ll have your fill of the seeds that you sow

Chorus

And the clock only tics……….

Bridge ( all )
Run that race.. honey if you must
Pass me by and leave me in the dust
Some day you’ll have it all..but I don’t give a darn
I got me a little white house
And a Big Red Barn

Instrumental…. ( ten bars )

( Green Acres ) Bridge with Green acres verses


V 3 
And a little white house
I could shut my eyes and get the rest I need
By the Big Red Barn theres a garden
where ill get all the good things that I need


Chorus

And the clock only ticks….

Bridge

Run that race…

Big Red Barn

Last song of the year by me and Charlotte , in a few weeks we have an absolute stormer coming out , maybe our best yet ! I would like to thank everyone who has supported everything I've done this year , whether it be by myself , with Charlotte ( Charlie and the Fox ) or with all the other guys and gals I have had the honour to work with , Gaz Brownie , Nat Daniels , Dave Cooper , Andrea Brennan , Tony Harris , Blaffy , Axel Menningen , Kim , Greg Willis and Glenny G ( hope that's all ) I'm a lucky guy ! So have a great New Year and I'll see you in 2025 , thank you !
Charlie and the Fox album Hopes and Dreams out now
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Without You

ENDLESS TIME
Written, Performed & Produced
by Andrew Borderick Copyright 2024 AB Music
YouTube Link
https://youtu.be/oR0dpoMQafI?si=DvNXSIOR5O_b81q0

V1
THIS IS YOUR LIFE, IT'S IN YOUR HAND
DON'T JUMP THE START, IT ALL ENDS FAST
V2
TO LOOK YOUR AGE, IS OUT OF STYLE
TO GO BACK IN TIME, THERE MUST BE DENIAL
(Ref)
WE'RE LIVING IN ENDLESS TIME
(Chorus)
YOU'VE NEVER HAD A LONLY DAY
WITH THAT FACE, IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME
YOU CAN CALL IT ALL YOU LIKE
BUT NOBODY LIVES, UNTILL THE END OF TIME
V3
YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR LIFE, BUT NOT YOUR HANDS
THE END OF THE WORLD HAS ALREADY PAST
(Ref)
WE'RE LIVING IN ENDLESS TIME
(Chorus)
YOU'VE NEVER HAD A LONLY DAY
WITH THAT FACE, IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME
YOU CAN CALL IT ALL YOU LIKE
BUT NOBODY LIVES, UNTILL THE END OF TIME
(Break)
(Ref)
WE'RE LIVING IN ENDLESS TIME
(Chorus)
YOU'VE NEVER HAD A LONLY DAY
WITH THAT FACE, IT'S ALWAYS THE SAME
YOU CAN CALL IT ALL YOU LIKE
BUT NOBODY LIVES, UNTILL THE END OF TIME
(End)

2024

ENDLESS TIME

ENDLESS TIME - (see info for video link)

I wish you a very happy new year and mostly I wish that all those bully leaders, dictators and political parasite such as Mister N, Mister P, Mister T, etc. will be dismissed in 2025.

Music: Syrel

2024 ---> 2025

New year. New deal... same BS every time. And the simple things get pushed further away.

Lyrics
Its a borrowed Life for the wife and the kids
its a 5 part special of life on the skids
its welfare on wall-street yes we know that its not smart
but theres no time to use good sense just open up your heart
We cant make it simple and real
we must not make it simple and real
because its the new deal

its buy the lie now and pay over time
low monthly payments affordable crime
its the latest new deal now theres no time to mess around
its pay it no mind cuz you’ll be 6 feet underground
lets not make it simple and real
no we must not make it simple and real
because its the new deal

its a weekend for two with all expenses paid
where nobody says no and everyone gets laid
its a big screen tv set
a brand new red corvette
its a cancer free cigarette oh you bet
taken it to the bank
use it to fill your tank

its a frenzied pace better roll with the hype
its a Christmas card with a magnetic stripe
its no Sunday dinner and baseball for free
and its no vodka and poker with aunt marie
we cant make it simple and real
no we must not make it simple and real
because its the new deal…

children of all ages its the new deal.
there's a sucker born everyday
I wanna be born again..

The New Deal

All rights reserved January, 3 2025

Inside, the heart still aches
There’s no way around, all the sights and sounds that greet the day
What will it take
Just To climb that hill, such a bitter pill..that lingers there

Outside, the air is light, as the sun appears, and you feel the fears
Begin to grow…another fight
Then you hold the tears and the yesteryears
Inside your mind…

Now I’ll be on my way watching days go by
Searching to find a way and wondering why

Til then I’ll try again, as I watch the change through the windowpanes
And soldier on into a world
Such a pointless cause stuck in these four walls
As darkness falls

Now I’ll be on my way as days go by
Wasting away and a wondering why…

Darkness Falls

Theres a story behind this one that I am hesitant to share.

But... I just want to continue with my project.... This is the title track of a CD project that never got properly released. It almost didn't happen...and I can hear it in my voice and playing...

Im on Guitar and vocals Carl Cutruff is all other instruments and backing vocals. 

Call me up in the morning
call me up in the middle of the day
if the chance ever comes along
call me up if you need a song.

Its always a good time
its always a good time
its always a good time honey and dont you know
you can call me up..and say hello

Call me up on a sunday
call me up if things don't go your way
call me up because someday
we may not be around

Its always a good time
its always a good time
its always a good time honey and dont you know
you can call me up..and say hello

Call me up if you need a friend
call me up if you need a kind word
call me if you want to share your wine 
im a thirsty son of a gun all the time..
Its always a good time
its always a good time
its always a good time honey and dont you know
you can call me up..and say hello

Always a Good Time

Always A Good Time

Best of me
It’s a love letter wrapped in magnetic tape.
Written and Recorded by ThreePhotons Jan 2025


Written in B-flat Major for my wife 😉
Trying for a vintage jazz sound. Thanks for listening. 
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Technical Details:

Rhythm Guitar: Gibson ES 175
Lead Guitar: Gibson ES 335
Guitar Amplifier: Fender George Benson Hot Rod Deluxe
Fender pedal board: Line 6 delay

Bass Guitar: Fender Squire recorded with API 505 DI
Mics: a pair of Royer r10 ribbons on guitars
Mic: AEA R44 vocals
Mic preamps: API 312

Mixer: API 24 channel summing mixer (8200/7800)
Stereo Bus processing (API EQ and API compressor)
Final mix down to a MARA MCI JH110 1/4inch 2-track at 15 ips using ATR Master Tape.

This is the Norwegian version of my original, See Me

Lyrics/ Vocal by me
Music made in GarageBand

English version with English lyrics:
Listen to See Me  (Original) by Janne Hennie on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/2Ux87ioBRt9TBok4A

Norwegian Lyrics:

Æ e som en båt utpå et tåkefullt hav
Seile avsted...
E fortapt med fri
Ikkje hold mæ igjen
Æ treng å seile for mæ sjøl
Kanskje kan æ finne ei trygg havn der ute...

Men se mæ
Kan du se mæ
Æ står og vinke til dæ...
Hør mæ 
kan du høre mæ
Når æ rope på dæ...

Leite etter svaran til de spørsmåla æ har...
Tåka vil forsvinne og æ vil se land igjen

Men se mæ
Kan du se mæ
Æ står og vinke til dæ...
Hør mæ
Kan du høre mæ
Når æ rope på dæ...

Ikkje hold mæ igjen
Æ treng å seile for mæ sjøl....
Tåka vil forsvinne 
Og æ vil se land igjen.....

Se Mæ (Original, Norwegian version of see Me)

Transmission ━points of the thinking space

“Who stole Teddy’s cookie jar” short movie main theme. Now on Fetchflix

Teddy loves cookies and jealously guards his recipe for himself. He gets help from a team of tiny bunnies and cats because his fur makes him rather clumsy. However, yesterday’s batch was stolen. Will Teddy and the tiny rabbits and cats team be able to recover the cookie jar? 

“This story is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. Ho and for those who did not get it, Fetchflix TV is also fictitious.” 

Music: Syrel
Photography: Syrel, Book Cover (1987)

Musical notes: This theme could have been the main theme of the series “Only Murders in the Building.“ but hey, Siddhartha Khosla did such a wonderful work composing her theme that it would be a sacrilege pretending I could do better. Thanks to Tchaikovsky and Saint-Saëns for their help on mine ;o)

Who stole Teddy's cooky jar

The Road Less Travelled

(NEW ReMIx Version - 2019) 
Fathers, Sons, Mothers, Daughters, Sisters and Brothers......Please Love one another......in The Living Years! 
An AcoustaTronic Version of the "The Living Years".....The Original was a ballad written by Mike Rutherford and B. A. Robertson, and recorded by Rutherford's English rock band, Mike + The Mechanics. It was released in December 1988 in the UK and in the US as the second single from their album, Living Years. The song was a chart hit around the world, topping the US Billboard Hot 10O in March 1989, and reaching No. 1 in Canada and Australia and No. 2 in the UK. It spent four weeks at No. 1 on the US Adult Contemporary chart.   (Wikipedia)

Sunny Beaches

The Living Years - Version HQ ReMix 2019

The Living Years

I did this song a few years ago before Merle died on my Godin nylon string guitar.  A bit different with a little influence from other artist like Jerry Reed and others.  Forgive me Merle and Merle Haggard fans.  I love this man's work

Working Man Blues

Written by Josh McAlexander
Guitar, Banjo, Bass, Mandolin: Josh McAlexander
Old song new arrangement

cumberland coal

Cumberland Coal (Original)

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

stfu (For a While)

Jim Mcgill