Dedicated to my granddaughter Anna.

2 mandolins, 1 dulcimer, 1 guitar.

Anna's Waltz

Dreams will be dreams, and times must be waisted.... Another song for our upcoming debut that we just finished -originally written for a piano, but it turned out so much better giving the acoustic guitar the lead.  Give it a listen, and let us know what you think! Happy to be a part of the Soundcloud community and to discover so much talent!! Keep creating great music!

Days and days
Are passing by
We go in circles again
All of our lives

Hundred places
And hundred nights
We've braved the town again
Every time 

And if you don't mind
Would you be so kind
And stay close to me

And if you don't mind
And if you think that it's alright
Then I will agree

Dreams will be dreams
Time must be waisted
Until in the end
It doesn't matter if we are lost my friend

Days and days
I'm by your side
I cannot leave you here
Just like that

And the people that live around here
They don't know what love is
They just stick to their ambitions
To be the first ones on the subway

And if you don't mind
Would you be so kind
And just let them win

And if you know a better way
To waste the the morning, waste the day
You can count me in

Dreams will be dreams
Time must be wasted
Until one fine day
We stop to find we never went astray

Days And Days

THE AGE OF PLASTIC POP

Piano: Dominic Cheli 
mpmp.pt/produto/demony-8preludios/

Prelude No. 3

The Instrumental by Critical Error.
Album: Critical Error.

Music by Steve Mavin / Aidan Whiteley.
This arrangement by Critical Error.

Performers:
Rosie Mullin - vocals and tambourine
Steve Mavin - accoustic guitar and vocals
Aidan Whiteley - electric and accoustic guitars
Allan Veal - bass guitar

Recorded, engineered and produced by Paul Bateman at 32 Howell Road, Exeter.
Mixed by Paul Bateman and Critical Error.

Cassette salvage by Paul Bateman.
Logistics and co-ordination by Rosie Mullin.
Audio cleaned and mastered at Wud Records Studio One, October 2020.

Cover illustration by Paul Bateman.

Copyright ℗ 1987 Parsnip Music.
Copyright © 2020 Wud Records.

See also:
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/archives/critical-error/
https://substanceandshadow.co.uk/
https://twitter.com/WudRecords

Critical Error

The Instrumental

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Critical Error: The Instrumental

Ton Coeur Tralala

Chant, Guitares, Basse: aDom
Batterie: Ad
Mixage: Fabrice

Ton Coeur Tralala

Voici une nouvelle collaboration avec Annie Smart , et David Dunham cette fois.  
 Merci pour leur confiance, j'en suis très honoré  :)                                                
   Here is a new collaboration with Annie Smart, and David Dunham this time.
 Thank you for their trust, I am very honored  :) 
Annie ( composer - vocals - piano - e piano - bass - drums - lyrics ) https://soundcloud.com/annie-smart-1
David ( Guitar ) https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Pascal ( orchestral section - add drums pecussions and synths - instrumentals arrangements - mix )

Lyrics :

Oldest tale in the book
The queen
She finds the king

And they dance ‘til the morning light
Oh they dance ‘til the sun says hello

They watch the stars start to fade
The moon fades away

Oldest story
The queen
She makes her move

And she smiles ‘til the sun says goodbye
And she smiles ‘til the morning light

They watch the stars start to glow
They watch the sun start to set

They dance all night
They dance all night

They watch the stars start to glow
They watch the sun start to set...

Kings and Queens  👑    Annie Smart - David Dunham *prod pb*

Birds in flight

On nights like this
I hide behind a corner.
The arrow, the bullet, the locomotive
and even the meteorite,
they want to hit the cat.
Can't you do better?
I need a god. Better two.
Can't you imagine it?
I will change country every day.
Can't you 'put feeling into it?
Partner in your madness.
image and likeness.
Law of the most crappy.
The army of lies.
If it's to hang out
I at least
I plan to die one day.

The jinx

Produced By Martin Reed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e1bVafIX-ac

Thee Ol' Crumbly (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

*VIDEO HERE*    👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻
                              https://youtu.be/3Sz_eWpiwr0

It was this that gave meaning to my life.
It was this for which I lived.
The color of love faded with the wind.
But mostly it is not feelings that are fleeting.
It is people themselves who do such great damage.
Even when they don't want to, they think; to commit themselves to it.
The true feelings are in the hiddenness.
These are usually wrapped in a white, innocent dress.
"I like you." "I love you." "You are all I care about." 
And all the words.
Everyone just lied to me,
I've died countless deaths.
You gave me the melody to the song,
but suddenly the poetry is missing in my life.
It is the conscience that says what one must do,
but too often the courage is missing that drives one to do it.
It is often only a moment that shapes the future.
However, there is no one to bear the responsibility.
Life at once consists of withdrawal, guilt,
anger, self-deprecation and fear.
You want to help me, although you can't even empathize.
Everything is transient, but not memories.
Many have tried to forget them, but everyone has failed so far.
But I can say, I like to remember, because from our mistakes we can learn.
The way to myself is still very long, but I know that I can find it and create it.
I will find it, you can say what you want.
I'll make it, even if you don't help me.
The time was beautiful, I was happy.
Memories are everlasting...

Es war das, was meinem Leben Sinn gab.
Es war dies, für das ich gelebt hab.
Die Farbe der Liebe verflog mit dem Wind.
Doch meistens sind es nicht Gefühle, die vergänglich sind.
Es sind die Menschen selbst, die einen solch großen Schaden anrichten.
Selbst, wenn sie es nicht wollen, meinen sie; sich dazu zu verpflichten.
Die wahren Gefühle liegen in der Verborgenheit.
Diese sind meist umhüllt von einem weißen, unschuldigen Kleid.
"Ich mag dich." "Ich liebe dich." "Du bist alles, was mir wichtig ist." 
und die ganzen Worte.
Jeder belügte mich nur,
ich starb schon unzählbare Tode.
Du hast mir die Melodie zum Lied gegeben,
doch auf einmal fehlt die Poesie in meinem Leben.
Es ist das Gewissen, das sagt, was man tun muss,
doch fehlt zu oft der Mut, der einen dazu treibt, dass man es tut.
Es ist oft nur ein Augenblick, der die Zukunft prägt.
Jedoch gibt es niemanden, der die Verantwortung trägt.
Das Leben besteht auf einmal aus Entzugserscheinungen, Schuldgefühlen,
Zorn, Selbstentwertung und Angst.
Du willst mir helfen,  obwohl du nicht mal nachempfinden kannst.
Alles ist vergänglich, jedoch nicht die Erinnerungen.
viele haben versucht, sie zu vergessen, doch es ist bis jetzt jedem misslungen.
Doch ich kann sagen, ich erinnere mich gern, denn aus unseren Fehlern kann man lernen.
Der Weg zu mir selbst ist noch sehr lang,  doch ich weiß, dass ich ihn finden und schaffen kann.
Ich finde ihn, du kannst sagen, was du willst.
Ich schaffe ihn, auch wenn du mir dabei nicht hilfst.
Die Zeit war schön, ich war glücklich.
Erinnerungen sind unvergänglich.

Birds in flight

Don Jennings