Written 1984 by Terry Reeves
Performed by: Vocals - Terry Reeves, Guitar Terry Reeves, Bass - Brian Reeves
Recorded: Wallington Croydon London


For me George Best was the greatest player that ever lived, but suffered from being better at what he did than everybody else. 
At one time in my life I think I was within an inch of becoming an alcoholic and yes at the time it solved all my problems. I was rescued by a beautiful women but unfortunately George was not.
He was one of my greatest heroes and I spent a large amount of my early years trying to emulate some of his football skills. I was given the opportunity to meet him on two occasions and he was a really nice genuine man and I was really upset when he died.
My brother Brian and me completed this recording in one afternoon and he came up with the fantastic bass line, it was always our intention to develop it and take it further.

This is my tribute to George Best

LYRICS

Yes I drank the bottle dry
Please don't ask the question why
Just except this drunken man
Drinking for another plan

Couldn't take things in my stride
Second place it hurt my pride
Told to take some time to think
Think I'll have another drink

CHORUS

Yes he's the greatest he really has it all
The king of any man who ever kicked a ball
He makes the head lines every time he shows his face
I wonder if they know our hero up in space
If not it's just a disgrace

He's here
Georgie   
No fear

Tried to force me to retire
From the bottle I admire
Knew I'd lose out in the end
Destroying me or my best friend

Belong to no one else but me
I'm not public property
I know I have myself to blame
Life is not my favourite game

CHORUS

It's not as sad as you might think
Not looking for a missing link
And I don't need an open door 
Cause all I have to do is poor

Georgie Georgie come back Georgie
Georgie Georgie come back Georgie

Best Of Both Worlds

CONVOITISE

Synchronicities

Aesthete

To lose hope is to feel the heart go numb, to no longer care about anyone, and even less, about oneself.  Faith and hope are so closely allied as to be at times indistinguishable, but it is faith that comes first giving birth to hope and nurturing it.  Christmas is also a call to hope springing from a faith that dares to believe the impossible.

My Heart Is Numb--Seagull, David, and Clara

What if the stars
And cars
The oceans and hills
The moon
And houses
Were all just 
beautiful dust
What if all these things 
Had just
Grown too huge for us
Now impositions
Making all the rules
Where once it was said
By you 
By me 
By us
What if the stars and cars
The oceans and hills
The moon and houses
were all just 
Beautiful dust
I love to gaze up high
I love to drive real fast
I love to dive deep in 
And climb up hillsides
I need shelter from storms
And from the night
And i love to watch the moon
Mocking in her flights
What if all these things 
Were only beautiful dust.

Beautiful Dust

Dreamer

I had approached Jeff (stonerjazz) to help me out with a beginning I had ... this here has  evolved over time. wow, what a flame flaring! 

credits:
STONERJAZZ: lyrics, guitar, voice, various instruments and sounds
SONIC STRUCTURES: lyrics, t resonator on contact mics, voice, various instruments and sounds, mix

onion peel pt i to iv

onion peel pt i to iv - prominently featuring stonerjazz

inspired by NIna Simone/ 'you don't know what love is...'



Wine is TRUTH

after 3 AM I hear your voice
tortured as I remember 
recognize your pain
glowing flames of fiery ember
haunting memory of wanting
you despite the cost
tip the golden chalice
till all inhibitions lost
leave nothing but skin
over your bones while
whispering in softest
under tone

always loved you baby
I hang on every word
 amplified and allowed
every distant darkened cloud
in your mind of paranoia
blue and defined
See myself inside 
your harsh lines
if I hadn't fucked it up
could I have made you mine
if I hadn't fucked it up
could I have made you 
mine

doesn't seem like I can
hold a man
set myself up to be damned
by those who should
cherish me the most
yet treat me like I'm toast
attract me just to boast
they took me down
and watched me fall into
a wretched fog of wasted time
scold myself for acting in a haste
when the truth is
I was just afraid
 you'd take me out as well
you'd take me down, as well

couldn't get the words out
couldn't bare to trust
anyone new again...
yet here I  am weeks
 on down the line
syncing with your mind
like you'd give me time 
of day if I reached 
out to you again

yes, you....yes you....


Wine Is TRUTH

Nighthouse

Psalmus Solii Inferni IV. Paradise Lost

As  )ong as I can remember I have always listened to music to dream.
I play music to treat my neuroses !!! ;)

Music is also an excellent way to escape inexpensively! ;)
I've been using synthesizers, sequencers,  drum machines samplers and other computers since the 80s 
All traks are made now with FL,  Ableton Live and Studio One. I play music on a computer for my pleasure. 
I am retired . I no longer have any professional activity and I play music just for fun.
My musical influences range from classic rock music to jazz and electronic music.

Dreamer

FrÀnK

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