Summer 2025

ilasky

Emma Valentine

Janne Hennie

Leonardo Botticelli

Your Mix 1

Watchglass

Mountain Songs

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

I think it’s important to say that a lot more women than you think have had one or multiple miscarriages. It’s just that it is a subject not often talked about because of the very personal pain that the couple go through. The unborn life has no contact with anybody else except the mother and the emotions are often only remembered by the mother and father.
When Jo and I were expecting our second child we were very excited and looking forward to having another Reeves in our growing family. I will never forget the day that we were told we were going to lose the baby and once told, left sitting in an open A & E waiting area having to cope with all our raw emotions and the prospect of the impending loss amongst the rest of the other patients.
Jo had to go through a painful operation to terminate the pregnancy and it is a day she will never forget. We were a family of three planning being a family of four having now to plan being a family of three recovering from an invisible loss and explain it to our young son.
It was an extremely difficult time but we were fortunate that after a few years we did have two more children. Jo tells me that although it is difficult to explain the connection she had with the unborn child that the presence of life inside her will never be forgotten.
I felt I couldn’t let this moment in our lives pass by without acknowledging our unborn child in some way. The rollercoaster of emotions we shared at that time from euphoria at increasing our family to devastation and bereavement at our loss were felt intensely only by Jo and myself played it’s part in forging the strong bond we have had throughout our relationship. (Terry Reeves)

Two giving chance for more to love
Sharing excitement of a life that grew
Future moments by imagination
Holding tightly to a dream, not knowing who

The moment will always be there

No blessing from a hand of friendship 
Could change the feeling of love untried
A desperation of disappearing contact
Sixteen weeks of wonder with a life inside

The moment will always be there
Will always be there x2

Will always be there x3

It’s hard to share the tears of life unborn
Expectations waiting, true feelings strong
Growing three to four into a family together 
Not knowing where to be or why we belong

The moment will always be there
Will always be there x2

Many questions asked reasons who or why
Emotional growth but no name it’s true
An everlasting memory impossible to share
Changing 4 back to 3 kept just between two

The moment will always be there
Will always be there
Will always be there
Will always be there

FOUR TO THREE - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

(Written by Terry Reeves)

Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, arrangement & production

Illustration: 'Floating Man' by Enrique Mendez

I don’t believe in luck but I do feel very privileged to have two angels looking after me. My wife Jo and my daughter Charlotte have saved my life on three occasions keeping me alive until the ambulance arrived. I have been told that without their interventions I would not have survived.

Both have chosen not to believe in any God or indeed any outside power that can change our lives.  There may be many of you who disagree but these are the choices we make - each of us believes what we feel is best for us.  If a belief in a higher being helps give anyone’s life more meaning and guides them through each day, we have no argument with that at all.   

I think of Jo and Charlotte as my Atheist Angels.  The care they have given me during these close-to-death experiences shows what beautiful souls they are, always there for me at the time of greatest need.   

On every occasion, there were times when I truly thought that I was drawing my last breath, my existence disappearing as they fought to save me and all I could think of at the time was that, barring my brother Gal, all of my closest male antecedents died when they were just 63.  I was the same age during these episodes and I really didn’t want my name added to the sequence.  My Atheist Angels made sure that it wasn't.

Now I am 67, a proud grandfather, still around to enjoy the experience of watching my family thrive and grow.  There is another grandchild on the way later on this year and the more time I can spend with the love of my life Jo, the better and although my illness is not exactly how I planned things, I still try to enjoy every extra moment.

The continuation of ‘Cripple Club’ with Gal and Hans has been another unexpected bonus and we plan to keep going as long as we can. Here’s to the next song - I do hope you enjoy this one.   (Terry Reeves)

The whisper of a distance voice
Two angels arriving single choice
Keep breathing slow not too much
You're not leaving just stay in touch 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

A feeling of desperate final breath
Lonely moment no time to caress 
Fighting every 63rd dying thought
Surviving each gulp of air caught 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

Has time arrived to lay down still
Not accepted by two who really feel
More than one chance to live again
The Angels alongside helping pain

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes l’m floating floating away

Fight to avoid final thought of death
A fading light continues to suggest
Only time decides what, when and how
My Atheist Angels this time will not allow

I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating 
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating,
Floating to stay……………………..cont

MY ATHEIST ANGELS - CRIPPLE CLUB

Our first attempt at a folk-rock epic. This was a lot of fun to write and record - it represents the warm front where our musical influences and what we individually bring to songwriting meet straight down the middle.
Influences for this one include: Lynyrd Skynyrd, Low, Fleetwood Mac, American Analog Set and others. Hope you enjoy! 🎸🎻🤘🏽

Eclipse

Chrysalide

Shakedown

Stepping up

Dream Chaser

LYRIC VIDEO :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tKSOBiLlcYI
This is a Song I wrote a bit ago & finally recorded~~
& it's the First Song off my New Project !
To All Things Love, Light, Energy, Universal Forces & Special Beings ~
Hope Everyone Enjoys It  ~ It was Really Fun to Play !!!
© 2025 Donna Dior

LIKE THE SUN

Dead In My Dream

4/20

François Hollande's reign as president was marked by a secret love affair, deadly terror attacks and an economic policy U-turn. There was something endearing about the man, however, captured in this infamous speech in English. Hope I don't get deported for this, enjoy! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vGHMrWKUf1g

Be You - soyez vous            
Be proud of you - soyez fier de vous
Because you can be- parce que vous pouvez être
Do - faire
What we want to do - ce que nous voulons faire

Il a peut-être raison - ge is probably right
Ce vieux président - this old president
C’est un peux déroutant - it’s a bit confusing
Mais aussi très profond - but also deep

Be You !

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

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Here's a song and video that's a bit of a change of pace, a crazy gangster story song from my album "Unhinged" that I recorded back in 2019. A totally made up this rock song and it has a nice riff. This is NOT one of my love songs!😂 It follows these insane bank robbers with serious mental problems! I wanted to make like a little action movie for this song. I'm always trying to make my songs into little films!😁. 

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/o7xeuezg1oQ

    The video is new and took several days to finish since I had so many clips to edit together! I really tried to follow the song as close as I could and I even added a clip from an old Yosemite Sam cartoon of the 40's for comic relief!😂 I had a blast creating the video and I hope everyone enjoys it. It's a bit violent but most action films are! Take a peak if you dare! Thanks for listening and hopefully watching and take care!🙏😎✌🏼

“SWEATIN' BULLETS"

I'M DISTURBED, SLIGHTLY TOUCHED, 
MAYBE I THINK A BIT TOO MUCH,
ALWAYS RUN WHEN I SHOULD CRAWL,  
WHEN I'M PUSHED, I CHOKE AND STALL,       
I'M CRACKED, SOMEWHAT ASKEW,
ALL MY LINES A BIT OFF CUE, 
ALWAYS SMILE WHEN I SHOULD CRY, 
WANNA QUIT WHEN I SHOULD TRY,

I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
DON’T SHOOT ME PLEASE, I’M ON MY KNEES,
BEGGING FOR SYMPATHY,  
I'M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
IT AIN’T NO FUN, CRYIN’ INTO YOUR GUN,
NOW I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS AT YOUR FEET,
                  
I'M UNCLEAR, THOUGHTS OBSCURE,
WILL THEY EVER FIND ME A CURE, 
I STOP DEAD WHEN I SHOULD GO, GO, GO,
CAN'T SEEM TO OVERCOME THE FLOW,
DISTURBED, WHO'S TO SAY?
DOCTORS ALWAYS IN THE WAY,       
MEDICATION IN MY BRAIN, 
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT, I WANNA RAIN!           
           
I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
DON’T SHOOT ME PLEASE, I’M ON MY KNEES,
BEGGING FOR SYMPATHY,  
I'M SWEATIN' BULLETS, SWEATIN' BULLETS,
IT AIN’T NO FUN, CRYIN’ INTO YOUR GUN,
NOW I’M SWEATIN' BULLETS AT YOUR FEET,
                                          
BY JIM VALDES © 2019

"SWEATIN' BULLETS" (Video - https://youtu.be/o7xeuezg1oQ)

This song is actually more of a poem. But I only realized that when I tried to set the text to music after I had written it. 
"I count on you" is a song written as a heartfelt thank-you to the quiet companions in our lives — those who stand by us when times get tough. 
Sometimes, these are the people who understand us without needing many words. Sometimes, they are the loyal, four-legged friends who remain by our side through the years. And sometimes, it’s a spiritual presence that carries us through our darkest moments.

This song is about that steady, silent presence — the comforting feeling of not being alone. It reminds us how much strength can be found simply in being there for one another. Some call it friendship, others call it love — some believe it is God. Ultimately, it’s about connection, trust, and the quiet certainty: I can count on you.

A heartfelt thank-you to Andreas and Colter, who deeply inspired me in the creation of this song.

It would mean a lot to me if this song finds a place in your heart and uplifts you when you listen.



I count on you

When everything inside goes quiet,
and I don't know what to do,
when every step feels heavy,
somehow – there’s you.
You never asked for answers,
you just stood there by my side.
In a time that felt so broken,
you were my piece of light.

I count on you 
when the fire’s burning low.
When I feel like fading,
you’re the one who still knows.
I count on you –
not 'cause you're loud or strong,
but 'cause you stay,
when everything feels wrong.

You held my silence gently,
carried every flaw I had.
You saw the parts I couldn’t show,
and never said it’s bad.
You never needed big ideas,
you just showed up as you are.
And in the middle of the night,
you were my northern star.

I count on you 
when hope has gone to hide.
When the world gets smaller,
you still stay by my side.
I count on you 
no questions, no disguise.
You’re the quiet truth
in a world of little lies.

And if the day should ever come
when you can’t hold it all alone –
I’ll be the one who holds you back,
like you have always done.

I count on you 
And you can lean on me
We carry what the other can´t
And set each other free
I count on you 
and hope you feel it too.
Through every broken piece,
I’ve found a friend in you.


Lyrics/Vocals/Music: Axel Menningen

I Count On You

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – https://on.soundcloud.com/4a2IWOT8tUQL3pbqdc – Chris – acoustic guitar, composition, production, and mix
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken– drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Warwick four string fretless bass 
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- piano and lead synth
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – VST cello, strings, clarinet, flute, and synth pad
Nyla K-- @user-162163879 -- vocals and lyrics
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen–  Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo

This song started as many of our best do, with Chris coming up with it on his acoustic guitar. He shared it with the rest of us shortly after, and we were all very excited to tuck into it. 
  Ken was fist at the trough for this one, adding his jazzy, expressive drums. Josh came in as soon as he had a beat to work with, adding his signature fretless bass to the mix. Not long after that, JJ broke out the hauntingly melodic piano and Shine On You Crazy Diamond timbred synth you hear throughout. 
  Once it had a good structure to it, Mark came in and added the dynamic cello swells that open the song, some subtle strings, the melodic clarinet and flute, and a bit of synth pad near the end to spice up the soup a bit. He also had the great idea to ask Nyla to add some vocals, which she did in her typically dynamic and expressive way. Last, but definitely not least, we convinced Stephen to add some of his perfectly mood-setting banjo. 
  Once it was all in the can, it actually sat for several months before being revived by Chris, who also did the production and mix, expertly, as always.
   This song is an example of Eclectic Collective coming together to bring another one of Chris' brilliant songs to life. You should check out his new albums on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0RmKLMyiXe4eVeXa032MDV?
  Also, this is our first time collaborating with Nyla K. We wanted to find a way to include her talents on this one, and her vocals here are magical. You can hear a lot more of them on her page if you follow the link next to here name in the credits, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Nyla K: 

I once overheard 
a hushed up conversation 
'tween the fishes coming home 
and thank god for a holiday
yea
making the bull frogs sing for joy
as they awake
yea
...and this... is what they had to say

Spanish moss and bullfrogs
cattail cotton in the wind
yea...
and won't U take me to the river
yea...
take me on down to the river
and U better not say....

Better Not Say (Eclectic Collective with Nyla K)

New Collaboration with my buddy Nakedverse please go and listen to his sublime sounds https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Lyrics:-
You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation  to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

The world's a stage and now the curtain's up
And the storyline is getting strange
Whoever's writing all this dialogue
Must be laughing as the actors age

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

All you can do is dance to the beat of the rhythm that's given
Following footsteps you feel even though that you know they've been hidden

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know
You're watching a movie

Nakedverse/winkandwoo 2025

You're Watching A Movie

You're Watching A Movie - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

Special thanks to Ashesndreams for her acappella

Lyrics :
Baby no me pidas que me aparte
Yo ya te he buscado en todas partes
Solamente vengo a recordarte que estoy
Imaginandote
Una y otra vez
Que tu estas aqui conmigo
Acariciandome
No seas timido
Dejate querer
Que si dudas te prometo
Que vas a volver

No tengo miedo
Soy un kamikaze
Mi imaginacion se prende con lo que me haces
Diario yo te pienso
Te tengo en mis suenos
Eres el motor para escribir todos mis versos
No te voy a mentir te quiero todo pa mi

IMAGINANDOTE. 🎧.  feat  Ashesndreams

Pierre and JC Bordetti productions (c) 06/2025.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti and Jean-Claude Bordetti on drums.

Lyrics
Lost in the night, under silver beams, Drifting through cosmic, endless dreams. 
A thousand lights whisper my name, Guiding me home through time and flame.

Stars above, shining so bright, Lighting up the lonely night. Tell me tales of space and time, Sing me songs, make the world divine.

Fullness

Simple track, music made in GarageBand :)

Lyrics:

Love can be such a beautiful thing, if you just let it out
Don't hold back your love
You can't expect others to know
If you can't show what you feel inside, no one can see the real you
So don't hold back your love
Just let it out
Let it flow..

If you dare to give a piece of your heart
You can get so much in return
Give as much as you can
Even if you risk getting burned

Love can be such a beautiful thing if you just let it out
Don't hold back your love
You can't expect others to know
If you can't show what you feel inside, no one can see the real you
So don't hold back your love
just let it out
Let it flow...

No one can do it for you
But someone can do it to you...

No One Can Do It For You  (Original)

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

Lyrics

1
Raining outside
What the hell are you going to do?
This is your life
The one to decide is you!

Chorus x 2:
Live it well, don't make a fool of yourself
Your decision will affect your day
Imagine you have wings, fly through the rain
Keep it honest and real along the way...

2
Storming inside
What the hell are you going to do?
This is your life
The one to decide is you!

Chorus x 2:
Live it well, don't make a fool of yourself
Your decision will affect your day
Imagine you have wings, fly through the storm
Keep it honest and real along the way..

3
Dirt on your mind
What the hell are you going to do?
Well, this is your life
The one to decide is you!

Chorus x 2
Live it well, don't make a fool of yourself
Your decision will affect your day
Imagine you have wings, fly through your life
Keep it honest and real along the way...

4
Living your life
What the hell are you going to do?
Well, this is your life!
The one to decide is you!

Chorus 
Live it well, don't make a fool of yourself
Your decision will affect your day
Imagine you have wings, fly through your life
Keep it honest and real along the way...

This Is Your Life

There may well be another track in the "Gazebo" suite to find here in around a week.

GAZEBO DAYDREAMS (ABOUT WIDE HORIZONS)

You will find the clip on my YouTube channel.

QUANTUM CANTICLE

Conga and Bass brothers

words and music K Gennery
image courtesy of Joel Durkee Unsplash
Thank you so much @monnodb for the voice at the end.

My sister and I cared for mum in her own home for the last ten years, going every day. Mum had been diagnosed with vascular dementia. This song is more about what I could see coming, the bad days, as at this time mum was still more lucid than not. Daphne Gennery passed away peacefully on the 30th of August 2025 at the age of 95, in her own home, in her own bed.....something that she always wanted....no hospital or care home.

Lyrics:
on the other side of nowhere in between the nothing she cries
a flicker of a memory drifts into longing and dispair why?

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

she sits in the darkness alongside delusions and agitation
time shift is a constant through the window to the garden
she stares avidly

gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman


gone is the laughter from feeling to just being
existing in complete isolation
eyes open wide all but dead deep inside
just a shell of the woman

shell

Shine

Music: Little Man & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: Little Man

This lyrics are for those who lost someone who was close to them, and who left a mark <3

Lyrics:

I hear your laughter, I see your smile
Even though it's been a while
since you waved goodbye to Mother Earth
I can feel your presence, strong and clear

Chorus:
All the good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever i go

You are my smiling memory...

You said so many kind words, you were never rude
Even when you had a reason to be
Took care of those who needed a hand
It didn't matter to you, woman or man

Chorus:
All the  good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever I go

You are my smiling memory..

I look at the sky, and I see you
A dancing light, waving at me
You still bring a smile to my face
And I can feel your presence, strong and clear

Chorus:
All the good memories of you
Will always be a big part of me
You have a special place in my heart
Makes it beat strong, wherever I go

You are my smiling memory...

My Smiling Memory

Au café      (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/w2khMpQoAHc


Texte     :  Yves Marilier
Chant     :  Muette
Musique :  Alain Illos

Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où nous étions chez nous.
Un café comme on l'aime.
C'est jour anniversaire
de la première fois,
mais tu es à la guerre
et tu ne viendras pas.

J'ai commandé un verre
comm' si tu étais là ;
peut être, je l'espère,
le vin te remplacera.
Tu veux m’écrire une lettre,
je suis venue pour ça,
s'il l’vin tourne la tête,
je crois qu'il m'aidera.

Pour essuyer le fard
qui coule de mes yeux,
je me sers du buvard,
mais je n'y vois pas mieux.
Tu n’as pas écrit une
seule ligne, tu vois,
vu que le porte-plume
se refuse à mes doigts.

J'ai bien peur que la page
ne reste toute blanche
autant que ton visage
qui pleure sur tes manches.
Mais il faut qu'elle s'en aille
te dire tout là-bas
que j'ai le cœur en bataille,
prêt à mourir pour toi. 

Ici, dans notre café
où j'ai vidé mon verre,

l'alcool fait son effet,
elle est finie la guerre
et ma lettre s'envole
pleine de mots d'amour
te dire ma joie folle.
Je rêve à ton retour.
 
Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où je suis un peu soûle ;
Dépêche-toi, je t'aime !
Et fais-moi oublier
mes frissons et ma peine,
car je n'ai pas pensé
à mettre une petite laine.
Il faut que tu reviennes.

At Café 

Our appointment was
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where we felt right at home.
A café just the way we like it.
It's the anniversary
of the first time,
but you're at war
and won't be coming.

I've ordered a glass
as if you were here;
maybe, I hope,
the wine will replace you.
You want to write me a letter,
that's why I came,
if l'vin turns his head,
I think he'll help me.

To wipe the blush
from my eyes,
I use the blotting paper,
but I can't see any better.
You haven't written a single
line, you see,
since the
penholder refuses to accept my fingers.

I'm afraid the page
will remain as blank
as your face
weeping on your sleeves.
But it's got to go
tell you all the way over there
that my heart's in knots,
ready to die for you.

Here, in our café
where I've emptied my glass,

the alcohol takes its toll,
the war's over
and my letter flies off
full of words of love
telling you of my mad joy.
I dream of your return.
 
We had an appointment
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where I'm a little drunk;
Hurry up, I love you!
And make me forget
my shivers and my pain,
because I didn't think
of putting on a little wool.
You've got to come back.

Au café avec Muette

The only bomb that should be acceptable to mankind.

"Sex Bomb" is a song by Welsh singer Tom Jones (you probably waited for this ;)). Performed in collaboration with German DJ and producer Mousse T., it was released in November 1999 on Jones' 34th album "Reload".

Guitar by my son Gideon.
We hope you'll enjoy the show.



Sex Bomb (Tom Jones / Mousse T. - Giddy & Rob Jam)

Yecidera Ondiver

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Bubba Wants A Moon Pie

My anti-AI rant song ... I wrote this shortly after a friend of mine proudly told me how she'd created a song using AI which she had fed a sample of her voice. This gal doesn't sing. She sent me the YouTube link to the song and obviously wanted my feedback.

That artificiale
You call a song
Bit and bytes pretending
That thing made by machine so perfectly
Much more than your bidding
I won't buy it
Just because you can.

Just because we can
Don't mean that we should
Just let's dig all the way down
Those things can't eat
Need no sleep
Have no cares at all

Don't tell me you're proud
And make a gake fool of ypurself
Things to do your bidding
I hope you made that clear
Take all from the past
For a future rearrange
Let the things make everything
Fake the only name
That's fair

Just because we can
Don't mean that we should
Just let's dig all the way down
Those things can't eat
Need no sleep
Have no cares at all

Digging a grave
For the human made
the work of our hearts
The work of our minds
Digging a grave
For the emanescent
Voices of ourselves

Digging a Grave

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...
Vocal/intro & Final text : DelhyA  https://soundcloud.com/user-945711181/tracks
Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr https://soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks
Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Lyrics : Guillaume DULER

Lyrics:
J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...
La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans  mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui  ronge
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous 
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison
Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs la qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui
Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort
des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées
La tendresse des coups
Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage à nouveau où les vagues d'une mer intérieure continue se brisent en silence...

I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...
Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away
And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death
lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos 
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly
And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death
the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one
who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death
kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions
The tenderness of blows
I can't let them reach that shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER  Juillet 2025

La tendresse des coups ( DelhyA - Régis GAUBERT & JIM ) TRANSLATED

Heartache In My Levi's

#softpop #lovesong #loss #soulmate #gameoflove #femalevocals #sadsong #folkpop #harmonies

losing game

Somehow, musicians seem to have the same vibes in their heads. Because it's a miracle again. I had already finished the song as an instrumental piece, and then I searched on Looperman.com for a suitable acappella vocal and found something that fit so well that it seems as if I had composed the instrumentation later.

The suitable song I found is 'Sehveeneetahlahn' by Allia Elvish, performed by the amazing italian singer Kyba. The lyrics are in Aale Elvish — a constructed Elvish-like language inspired by Esperanto. I immediately liked the sound of this unusual language and, as I said, I was totally surprised at how well the singing fit my song. It's a little miracle 🙂.

Original Version: https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23656/sehveeneetahlahn-by-alliaelvish-120bpm-electronic-acapella

Allia Elvish on Soundcloud: @allia-elvish

Lyric: Allia Elvish
Vocals: Kyba 
Music & Arrangement: OMCB



Lyrics

SEHVEENEETAHLAHN (Aale Elvish)
DEAL (English)

Nnee neh hievahv mnyahltan tehnfeh see tee-ehleen
We don't have much time here
Nnee neh dehvahv ehftehseen geen feh sahnahtihlahee deheefehn
We don't have to spend it on useless activities
Sehfah mnyisehngehlin
The biggest lie
Teeah nee seeahn deeheefen:
that's what we always said:
Hermnahn ehvtahv lah sahmnayleen
People are all the same

Mnyehsehgehee nehneenah haifah lainahn
Lies never help us
Teeah seeah flayee sehteevah ahl ahseeah flessee-etssin
The ones who contribute the most to their species
lah flehee vehnainahn
are the best
Lah vahsehsee-eh dehvsehseen
Society must
mnahneh hehsehfehnee seenahn
reward them greatly

Seeah dehvah sahtehvayseeah
Everyone has to contribute
Seeah ehvtehs dahdehseeah
There will always be studies
sahee tsehlahveh-hehseeah
and a lot of work

NEE SEHSEHV veevee see sai tsehvehnehsse
WE WILL SEEK to live more and better
Ahteengah neeahn nehvahn haimnyeelahn
To reach our new home
Lah sehneh mnehtehvsseh
The sun will die
Deh nee neh mahlvah-hah sehneeah tehfeh. Sehveeneetahlahn?
So let's not waste our time. Deal?
SEHVEENEETAHLAHN
DEAL
Deh nee neh mahlvah-hah sehneeah tehfeh. Sehveeneetahlahn?
So let's not waste our time. Deal?
SEHVEENEETAHLAHN
DEAL

Nee dehvahv dehnee mnyahltah fleevahleh-heefehn
We need to give a lot of value
Feh teeahee seeahee ehlgahv flee gehnehteesee fahtayleen
to those who help with genetics research and space
vaheeahgahdehfihn
travel
Sahee tsehaheheeihleen
And areas
sahayah hehlfah eeleenfehn
that help them

Nee veevehv dahn sehntehee dah eehe-eihtseen
We will live for hundreds of years
nehmneeah nahseegehv sahn leemeh-ee sahee mnyalsahnaheenahn
No one will be born with limits and diseases
Vahfahseh fah-hehseen
Space will save
hehmeeneh sehtah fehmeenahn
people from extinction
Daheesehn seen sehseh meetseen
Thank you, science and cosmos

Sah leeah mneytah teetehseeah
On your deathbed
Seeahee sehnteevahaylah
What contributions
vee fah-hih veh lah fehsehlah?
have you made to the species?

NEE SEHSEHV veevee see sai tsehvehnehsse
WE WILL SEEK to live more and better
Ahteengah neeahn nehvahn haimnyeelahn
To reach our new home
Lah sehneh mnehtehvsseh
The sun will die
Deh nee neh mahlvah-hah sehneeah tehfeh. Sehveeneetahlahn?
So let's not waste our time. Deal?
SEHVEENEETAHLAHN
DEAL
Deh nee neh mahlvah-hah sehneeah tehfeh. Sehveeneetahlahn?
So let's not waste our time. Deal?
SEHVEENEETAHLAHN
DEAL

Sehveeneetahlahn - Allia Elvish feat. Kyba & OMCB

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lyrics

Miami is calling my name
My summer mind, my summer brain
Drinks are on me
Step into the sea

Neon Daze 
Neon Daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze

Bartender make me a drink
One that makes me forget how to think
white sands all around
I love this neon town

Neon daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze
Neon Daze

neon daze

Thanks to @Encym @markjbennett, @mark-hoogslag and @pleudoniem for feedback on earlier versions

Through the trees, a forest
The end has started,
the beginning begun.

Tides are turning
War was over, 
or so we thought

*Out with the old
In with the new
if you don't know 
which is which
what you're gonna do?

You chose, you stepped, 
you thought you knew, 
Yet the tree still asks: 
Who chooses who?
Who chooses who?

Keep on climbing the decision tree
Up the branches, to infinity
decided for you and me

For Regulo Tortolero:

A través de los árboles, un bosque
El fin ha comenzado,
el comienzo comenzó.

Las mareas están cambiando
La guerra había terminado, 
o eso pensábamos

Fuera el viejo
Dentro el nuevo
si no sabes 
cuál es cuál
¿qué vas a hacer?

Elegiste, diste un paso, 
creíste que lo sabías, 
Sin embargo, el árbol sigue preguntando: 
¿Quién elige a quién?
¿Quién elige a quién?

Sigue subiendo
el árbol de las decisiones
Al final seremos libres

Decision tree

It’s ok
It’s ok to be me 
To be me.
Me me.
It’s hard to me
To be…
Me
Me 
Me

Ending… just when…
I thought it was just the start
Of something unexpected 
Unexplainable
Unable to see
I guess it isn’t meant to be
Wasn’t meant to be 
To be for me

Damn it all to hell
Blow the world up
I don’t care (I don’t care)
Put me to bed. Empty my fucking head.
I’ve spent my life trying to
Satiate those who pretend to care
But I am spent.(I am spent. Spent)
My money is all gone
My heart broken too many times to count
I surrender to the dark gods of yesterday
Hoping for a better day.

If my disappointing days counted as spare change
I’d have an overflowing piggy with disgusting mange
Instead I have a lean piglet pink and dumb
As losing leaves no change but just tired senseless young 

Ending… just when…
I thought it was just the start
Of something unexpected 
Unexplainable
Unable to see
I guess it isn’t meant to be
Wasn’t meant to be 
To be for me

It’s ok
It’s ok to be me 
To be me.
Me me.
It’s hard to me
To be…
Me
Me 
Me

It’s ok
It’s ok to be me 
To be me.
Me me

it’s ok to be me

Loud and clear folks: Watchglass do NOT use any AI in any part of their song creation. Neither pitch correction or autotune are used on Gina's vocals. All nuance and emotional expression are preserved. All songs are 100% humanmade!

Hello, thankyou for stopping by! If you had a listen and liked what you heard, the best way to help us forward in the great sea of music would be to follow us on Bandcamp if you possibly can.... really depends on whether you have a Bandcamp account. If you can't then we still very much appreciate a show of love here in the form of likes, comments and re-posts... thank you very much for these :) 
Watchglass are a duo who like exploring 
musical directions and having fun making songs and albums. We have been working as a partnership since 2017, or most of the time since then. Gina is the singer and lyricist. Mark is the guitarist and everything else and makes the songs and is the one who Gina will forever hold responsible for showing her she could not only sing well enough to front a band but also write passable, and sometimes even excellent songs. 

We have 5 albums which earned acclaim from Chief Editor Bandcamp, Joseph E Keyes:

Every Conversation in June 
(Featured in BandCamp's Best of Spring collection 2023)
“The album plays out like one long, slightly spooky fairy tale…A magic spell drifting in from lands unknown, Every Conversation in June is a quiet marvel.” - JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Beautiful Dust
“...delightfully enigmatic pop songs built from enchanting melodies and eternal optimism.” - Ben Salmon (Bandcamp Daily)
“..as hushed and evocative as a ghost story whispered around a campfire.”- JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Raw Colours 
“It’s another irresistible album from a band that gets better with each go-round.”- JE Keyes, Chief Editor Bandcamp Daily

Longways Conversations
After listening to this album one of our fans took a dive into our back-catalog and had this to say:
"I’ll get around to writing something more formal, but I have been listening to Watchglass almost exclusively the past few weeks. I’m genuinely apologetic - songs like With a Trice, How Will You Know Me, what it means to believe, just to name a few, deserved a tonne of superlatives from myself, and I said nothing until now. Really, please pass on to Mark that his arrangements and production doesn’t go unnoticed - I delight in hearing something new each time.
You guys are seriously talented, and works class, really, and the new album is incredible. Let’s push it out there.

With a trice - that makes me teary. You’re such a nuanced singer and you guys are an amazing duo."

Wheels in an Elsewhere
"Another gorgeous new LP from Sydney's watchglass, this one branching out slightly into what Jon Hassell once called "fourth world music.""  JE Keyes Bandcamp New and Notable



All available on Bandcamp.