L-August Improvisation

28.08.2025 acutry 1

You never know what might come out…specially when you are in sync’ with a great guitar player and person….but it came out….just like this ✨☀️

Photo: Benoît Lemaire

Summer improv’

Night Fishing (Remix)

A Whole Lotta Fun

Track 5 from Wigmore Allen Gibbons 2025 release called FRINGE - available at www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

*Keith makes observations everywhere he goes, and in this instance, his tours of local castles led to this idea - those great, huge, thickly-hewn doors are actually hung on very small hinges. Of course, Terry sees the image as a metaphor -great change often begins with small starts. Literal or metaphorical? We 'll leave that up to the listener.

Great Doors Open

    I walked along a beach…soft sand at my feet
    I travelled past a man…his chin down on his chest
    This man is not asleep…He’s too long past all that I guess
    It may sound pretty stupid, yet…there it is
    Great doors open on small hinges
    I don’t care no more…I don’t care
    I don’t care no more…I don’t care… 
    Great doors open on small hinges
    On this unmitigated nightmare
    No one walks the lonely path I trod
    More disasters left by the wayside
    At the time, didn’t look so bad

    1.47 (Instrumental Break)
    
    He joined in halfway through the movie
    He ain’t gunna chew this cabbage twice
    That dozy man out on the causeway
    Awoke upon his own advice
    Great doors open on small hinges 
    He don’t care no more…he just don’t care
    He don’t care no more…he just don’t care
    Great doors open on small hinges

Wigmore: Music, Production
Allen: Vocals, Lyrics, Guitars, Bass

Great Doors

Feed the Inner Zombie

Years ago, my brothers and I had spent several weeks getting my dad's house ready to sell after he had passed. I was in the realtor's office ready to sign the paper work when the prospective buyers asked why I wasn't buying the house I grew up in.  I said (not thinking) "Too many ghosts".  The realtor immediately jumped in and said, "he means memories" to which I smiled confirming the needed clarification:)  It does beg the question however, how many "ghosts" haunt our lives; bad decisions, fractured relationships, things we did or failed to do.  I have found hope and forgiveness in the Christian faith, others have found healing in the passing of time, others still carry a heavy burden of what could have been or should have been.  Peter explores the theme in poignant verse to Seagull's quixotic soundtrack.  I am honored to  contribute a few colors to the tapestry;)
Acoustic guitars left & right; David Dunham; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Master of the music, lead guitar solo, mix & production;  Seagull @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara Sorace
Track art: Bing images
Ghost of a Sense:

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss,
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past,
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there,
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare,
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
.......some worthwhile inner self.

Ghost of a Sence (Seagull, Peter, David)

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

Dudurududu
So many plans were made
Dudurududu
A lot that was ment to happen
Dudurududu
But it didn't turn out as you thought
Dudurududu
Long time ahead ,became too short

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow

Dudurududu
A direction was chosen
Dudurududu
It was supposed to go straight ahead
Dudurududu
But something got in the way
Dudurududu
A u-turn suddenly appeared

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow

Dudurududu
Dudurududu

What's the point of making all these plans
If you're no longer there to enjoy them?
You know about today
But nothing about tomorrow

What may feel right to you today
May feel wrong to you tomorrow
What makes you laugh at this moment
Can suddenly turn into sorrow...

Life Is Now

WELL I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF YOU STOP ACTING LIKE A FOOL                          
I’M A ROCKER I’M A ROLLER SOMEWHERE OUT THERE MY HEART IS LOCKED IN A LOCKER 
I NEED A SHELTER I NEED A SISTER BUT ALL I HAVE IS NO ONE AS A FLOATER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING MYSELF TO KEEP COOL YEAH
YES I’M TALKING TO MYSELF SITTING NEXT TO SITTING BULL
COS AND I’M A LOVER NOT A FIGHTER TO ME THIS WORLD IS MUCH TOO MUCH A ROLLER COASTER
I NEED NO BOTHER I NEED A BROTHER
OR ANYONE TO LEND A HAND IT DOESN’T MATTER

TALKING TO MYSELF

AND I’M A CHOOSER NOT A BEGGAR THIN ICE BROKEN GLASS I’M A DANCER
AND I’M A LOSER NOT A WINNER LOOKING UP HIGH FROM DOWN IN THE GUTTER

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF AND TELLING ME JOHNNY BE GOOD
YES I AM TALKING TO MYSELF JUST LIKE YOU KNOW YOUR MOTHER SHOULD
BUT I’M A JOKER I’M A SUCKER I AM MY OWN SELF-MADE TROUBLE MAKER
I GO MEANDER UNDER THE WEATHER LOOKING FOR ONE SWEET SMOOTH OPERATOR 

SO I’M I’M TALKING TO MYSELF TELLING MYSELF TO LET GO
LET GO!



TALKING TO MYSELF (Lyrics)

Greeting Earthlings, this is your Master Of Ceremonies with another Halloween track for you unfortunate viewers and listeners out there to be creeped out about! This is track #3 for October 2025. This one is about psycho's and crazy blood-thirsty murderers ready to chop you up into little pieces when they snap!(😂🎃😂). **NO A.I. USED IN SONG OR VIDEO EVER!!**

VIDEO - https://youtu.be/x61N_vOzeX0 {Viewere Discretion Advised!}

The video is a little gruesome, so beware my viewers! I tried to write it from a demented killer's point of view! Make sure you hold on tight to your Teddy's and keep the lights on while watching! (ha,ha,ha,ha!). You never know when an unhinged psycho will creep up behind you! 
     I worked really hard on this song and video and Charlie sang it perfectly! I wrote it in 2019 just before the pandemic hit,  around Thanksgiving of that year. I really like this one but I think it needs a bit more Cowbell!😂 I tried to make the video into a mini-slasher film and I spent a couple of weeks on it and storyboarded it and everything! I think it's one my best Halloween videos so far! Definitely NOT a love song! 
     In these days it seems we're all a bit unhinged with everything that's going on and the government being shut-down and all the hatred and death around the world and A.I. breathing down out necks!  When I wrote this song I had Alice Cooper in mind, the king of Shock Rock!! He may be too old already but I think he's still kicking! 🎃 Well, I bid you all a fond farewell and have a good night and don't let the bed bugs bite! More fiendish fun songs & videos to come until this Halloween is upon us! Make sure to sleep with one eye open at all times! 😂 Take care and stay safe!🙏🎃✌🏼

“UNHINGED!”

SOMETIMES I FEEL UNHINGED,   
CAN’T CATCH MY BREATH,     
DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO,      
TRAPPED LIKE A RAT IN A CAGE,                   
LOSING MY MIND,     
SLOWLY COMING UNGLUED,     
NOBODY GAVE A CRAP, NOBODY GAVE A DAMN,     
THIS ANGRY BOY BECAME AN ANGRY MAN!   
OOH, OOH,
    
SOMETIMES I WANT TO KILL,    
DESTROY THE WORLD,     
INFLICT GREAT PAIN,     
LIFE IS A BITTER PILL,         
BLOODY BUTCHER’S KNIFE,      
BURNING ACID RAIN,     
NOBODY SEEMS TO CARE, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER,     
WHY KILL YOURSELF WHEN YOU CAN KILL YOUR BROTHER!       
OOH, OOH,

MY TORTURED TWISTED MIND,          
RIDDLED WITH HATE,          
HAS MADE ME BLIND, OH YEAH,             
MY LACK OF EMPATHY,          
HAS LIT A FIRE,           
DEEP UNDER ME, OH YEAH,

SOMETIMES I FEEL UNHINGED,     
DREAM OF SUDDEN DEATH,     
SENSE ALL HOPE IS GONE,      
IT FESTERS IN MY BRAIN,     
UNDERNEATH MY SKIN,      
UNTIL I DON’T BELONG,      
NOBODY BATS AN EYE, NOBODY GIVES A HOOT,     
I FEEL LIKE A RATTLESNAKE UNDER A COWBOY’S BOOT,     
OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH. 

BY JIM VALDES
 © 2019

"UNHINGED!" (Video - https://youtu.be/x61N_vOzeX0)

**I NEVER USE A.I. IN ANY OF MY SONGS OR VIDEOS!** Hi everybody, my name is Jim and I’m a songwriter, I've written over 300 songs, I play guitar, bass, piano, and am an okay lyricist.  I play all types of music and have my own recording studio.  I use no A.I. or DAW or any computers to make my songs or my videos, all the instruments are played by me live on a multitrack studio recorder and Charlie, my vocalist, sings most of my songs and also plays the Harmonica on several tracks. I use video clips from Motion Array or Pexals or Pixabay for my videos. I'm not a pro or a great musician but I do what I can with the tools that I have! I belong to the "Keep Humans In Music Movement" (KHMM)! We're NOT perfect but we're REAL! Thanks everyone for listening and the world needs more music now, real music made by HUMANS not MACHINES! So let's all sing a song with our own voices, please! I do not consent to any of my songs or videos being used or sampled or lifted in any way or fashion. Take care!👍😎✌🏼.

"UNHINGED!" (Video - https://youtu.be/x61N_vOzeX0)

MIAMI JEFF

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