You do get some nice surprises in this SC audiosphere of ours.

Imagine my delight when out of the blue Paco dropped me a note saying he'd composed some music and wondered if I might have a bash at some lyrics to match.  Of course, I jumped at the chance.

It transpired that his composition wasn't about anything in particular, rather, it was just one of those pieces that sort of emerge from a theme somewhere and grow into something very worthwhile but difficult to "place".  However, in our discussions about possible development ideas, I couldn't help but notice Paco's deep affection for his home city of Seville, and there’s only ever one outcome when England meets Seville…. 

Thank you so much, Paco, for the invitation to make some musical marmalade -  it was a hoot “jamming” with you!

Check out Paco's brilliant stream here: https://soundcloud.com/sonido-reflexivo
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Hot Seville Night

Softly as the dusk,
Certain as the easy sunrise
No need to rush,
Time stands still before your eyes.
Watching as the world plays out,
All its crazy bright tomorrows.
Ebbs and flows of human tide
Cool air hanging in the shadows,
Of a sweet perfumed, hot Seville night.

Orange blossom rain
Lazy jasmine musks the air
Aroma showers fall again
Kids with petals in their hair
In these melancholic times
Family smiles caught unaware
Bring sanity and peace of mind
Citrus blessings freely shared
In a sweet perfumed, hot Seville night.

Hot Seville Night
Senses move to ease the spirit
Wishing  I was back there in it,
My Hot Seville Night

Magic jacaranda sway
Violet through the Alcazar
Ancient histories replay
Laughter from the tapas bars
Rose flamenco passions flare
burning scarlet in delight
Festive celebration colours
Billow everywhere in sight
On a sweet perfumed, hot Seville night.

On a sweet perfumed, hot Seville night.......

Hot Seville Night (MidiSound asks 1234567890 to come out to play)

Looking out my window,
I see the sleepy sway of the grasses
Pass the pond's surface water  toward 
The reflection of the gray surface of the sky

Then ocre lillies penetrate my mood
And when I look down from my window 
There is a sleeping tree of pussy willow 
Pussy, caresser, pussy , caresser ,pussy caresser pussy willow 
I run downstairs , barefoot and I pick a
slender sliding staff of the willow and place
in vase not far from the fireplace ,a trick
to kindle desire (to bloom)
like my desire for you
not far from the fireplace

And I delicately caress their soft paws, as you would have caressed
me, if were here my love
The vision of you.... is forever in my mind
the vision of you is forever in my mind
I just need to, just need to, close my eyes
I've got to wait another lifetime it seems
until your back with me, 
In my, in my reality

Trickin' a Pussy Willow

Trickin' A Pussy Willow (Collab NOXPOX)

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MY DAYS IN EYDON.
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Second time I collaborate with Peter.

Great musician, exceptional lyricist and masterful social critic. All his work is full of social winks, a memory of something or someone or a beautiful poetry, and you can see it in the link below.

https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040

The first time he was kind enough to give me, on top of music I sent him, wonderful lyrics about my city, in which I feel deeply lucky to live. Do not publish this song as a gift, but you can listen to it in the following link.

https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/hot-seville-night?si=d574dcbb06ff45648b332f9ffaca4522&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

That's why I decided to finish an unfinished song in December 2015 so that I could describe the town where he lives and return the gift to him.

Thank you Peter for your patience, enthusiasm and dedication.


Lyrics.

Ghosts
Float through my mind
Souls from ancient times
Speaking in their song of bones
Through tombstone telephones
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering

Stones
Spangled with iron
In perpetual denial
Of earthly ticks and tocks
Doing time in village stocks
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering
…..........they're whispering.... now....

Earth
Soft as the bells
Old hands forged them well
When you can smell the time
And hear the fires shine
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering

Ghosts
Float through my mind
Souls from ancient times
Speaking in their song of bones
Through tombstone telephones
....and they're whispering
…....they're whispering
…..........they're whispering.... 
…..............but the whispering …..is mine.....
…...................it's all mine....

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16 tracks from Music Studio 2 with native instruments and from the Xewton forum.

2 Synthmater KV331 tracks

Music: Midisound
Lyric and voice: Peter.

Cover art of Eydon by Peter.

Editing and mixing: Midisound
Made on Ipad September 2022.

The mix....the usual...in the car.

We hope you like it

Thanks for the feedback.

Paco.

My Days In Eydon (Peter & Midisound)

So juicy and so purple black
Profusion in the mortal stack
Relentless in their silent March
To dominate the universe
With a vengeance few can understand

Dilitants with good intentions
Were enlisted and abetted
The invasion from the Himalayas
Where they landed long ago
From the planet of the purple berry
In a tiny spaceship made of Gold

Sent by cosmic tricksters
With intellect and agendas
Way beyond our comprehension

Now they're in my backyard
Now they're at my door
Razor canes drawn for battle
Like Neolithic Swords

Some say the Cobbler makes it worth the Risk
But I'm not so shore.

Planet of the Purple Berry (Himalayan blackberry)

4 Star Commended Entry in the 2022 UK Songwriting Contest

Bonfire Night or Guy Fawkes' Night takes place on November 5th each year in Great Britain with bonfires and firework displays. It recalls the Gunpowder Plot of 1605; an attempt to blow up the Houses of Parliament. Guy Fawkes was captured before he could light the fuse to 36 barrels of gunpowder. Back in the day, children would make a scarecrow-like effigy of Guy Fawkes to be thrown on the communal bonfire during the 'celebrations'. In the run up to the evening they would ask for "a penny for the guy" to spend on sparklers, sweets or other treats.

We must remember every November, we must remember the fifth of November,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, the gunpowder, treason and plot,
With Mr Guy Fawkes evil intentions, he certainly got all of our attention,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, but did it succeed, it did not.

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

Look at the fireworks lighting the night sky, building the bonfires, building them so high,
Flames burning golden and hot, for the gunpowder, treason and plot,

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

Poor Mr Guy Fawkes, remembered to this day,
With burning bonfires and a firework display,

Penny for the guy, build your bonfire high,
Let the old boy fry, with fireworks in the sky,

We must remember every November, we must remember the fifth of November,
For the gunpowder, treason and plot, the gunpowder, treason and plot,

Penny For The Guy

Penny For The Guy (Graham Williams)

WHO’S WHO WHAT’S WHAT
WHERE’S LEFT FROM RIGHT
WHAT’S RIGHT FROM WRONG
ME  I DON’T KNOW

CAN YOU MAKE OUT
DAYLIGHT FROM NIGHT
OR HIGH FROM LOW
ME I DON’T KNOW OH
 
QUESTIONS QUESTIONS
WITH NEVER ANSWERS
WHY?
THAT’S ANOTHER QUESTION

WHO ARE YOU WHO IS ME
WHOEVER WE MAY BE
DESTINY
DESTINATION

HORNBILLS CHEAP THRILLS
FOOLS ON BLUEBERRY HILL
THE QUESTION IS
WHO’S GONNA PAY THE BILL 

WHO’S WHO WHAT’S WHAT
WHERE’S LEFT FROM RIGHT
WHAT’S RIGHT FROM WRONG
ME I DON’T KNOW

QUESTIONS (Lyrics)

Wiggly Waggs - Music & Vocal Improv's by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electro-Yodel-Pop

Cover Art Design: Original Billy Goat Clay Sculpture (Pottery/Handbuilding), Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Music & Vocals: Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS IN CANADA





Wiggly Waggs MASTER 3 REKHA IYERN FE April 21st, 2023

Wiggly Waggs

Wiggly Waggs - Music & Vocal Improv's by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Children's Electro-Yodel-Pop

Planetarium

Artist: Doscha
Track: Sanctus Satanas
Format: Digital
Catalog: EKFD006

Social Links:
https://soundcloud.com/csaba-dombos-253045405
https://www.instagram.com/dosch.au/

Mastering:
https://soundcloud.com/makabermakaber
https://www.instagram.com/_makaber.mastering/

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