This is new take on a song that Rodolfo and I first worked on 4 years ago. He had always imagined it with fine saxophone and great backing harmonies and now that Continental Collision has a wonderful pool of talent to draw on, that has become a reality, thanks to Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme's beautiful contributions.
The song has been given so much more feeling and emotion.
Thanks to them and Rodolfo for believing that we could succeed  and thanks to all of you for listening.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix - @rplanes
Me - Vocals and additional lyrics
Javier Rolando - Original song lyrics
Ce Mastro - Backing vocals and chorus vocal arrangement - @cemastro
Georg Boehme - Sax solo and fills - @georg-boehme
Image (Caithness, Scotland): Courtesy of Douglas Corrance

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision featuring Ce Mastro & Georg Boehme

I don't know what I've done wrong?
I don't know why you have gone?
Though I hope some day,
When I whisper your name,
We'll be together.
But today's too soon.
When I think of you, I dream.
Yet still, I'm a stranger,
Yet still, I'm a stranger in your heart.

Sometimes I feel like a fool.
Never knowing whether you'll,
Give me hope some day,
Still I call your name.
We'll be together.
Is today too soon?
When I think of you, I dream.
No longer a stranger,
No longer a stranger in your heart.

A Stranger In Your Heart - Continental Collision (featuring Ce Mastro and Georg Boehme)

All the huddled masses
From faraway shores
Yearning to breathe free
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

Save the spotted owl
The dolphins and whales
And every redwood tree
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

What about me here alone
What about me one lonesome soul

I see the crippled children
Makes me want to cry
May every illness be healed
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

I wish and pray
That there could be a home
For every soul on the street
May there be peace and love 
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

What about me here alone
What about me, just one lonesome soul

The bombs that fall
The guns that fire
The millions of casualties
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, what about me

All them huddled masses
From faraway lands
Yearning to breathe free
May there be peace and love
For all humankind
But tonight, tonight, what about me

What About Me

Words and Music by Roger Whittlesey. Bass by Noel Barrett. All other sounds by Whittlesey.  2024.

The Minutes of Night

Illusion machine. (Winkandwoo & Midisound)
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Music created in July 2024
Editing, lyrics, vocals and covert art by Winkandwoo.

The original idea came from the chorus of the music. I thought of an accordion to create it, but unfortunately I couldn't find a good sound for the iPad for this instrument, so I scrapped the idea and replaced it with a soft synthesizer with some depth.

My partner in adventures, on this occasion, did the rest with an impeccable job full of creativity and elegance.

Thanks Clive, again, for this gift.

Listen to more from Winkandwoo here.

https://soundcloud.com/winkandwoo

Lyrics.

What are they feeding your mind
How are they seeding your kind

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen

Why do they need you so much
When do they get in touch

Illusion machine
It's bigger than you and me
Illusion machine
The demon's behind your screen


8 tracks of native MS2 instruments and Xewton forum.
1 Track Sunrizer synth.
1 track Arturia iMini
2 Tracks Flowtones
2 Tracks Korg Im.

Mix…….. yes……. My car 🚘
Hardware iPad
DAW Music Studio 2

Thank you.

Paco.

ILLUSION MACHINE (Winkandwoo & Midisound)

Words and Music by Roger Whittlesey. ©2024

A fun little pop tune.

When I'm Gone

Bringing back a song I wrote nearly seven years ago. The American soul -- we like to tell lots of good stories about ourselves. Here's one that's not so good -- the account of the Moore's Ford Lynchings, in which a Black WWII veteran and his pregnant wife were murdered. No one was ever convicted of the crimes. How much of this same cruel spirit is still with us now?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moore%27s_Ford_lynchings

there’s a tree in Georgia that never should have grown
it held the bodies upright they were tied with rope

I will be redeemed I will sing and shout
I will be restored just not now

Mae Murray was  twenty four heavy with a child
when her head had fallen down they cut the baby out

forty legs that walked away forty eyes that saw
twenty souls that never said a word to the Georgia law

1997 fifty years had gone 
someone came to find the place and mark the dead with stones

Spotify Link

I Will Be Redeemed

Stämmor Före 1991

Out of gold into zinc. 750 ( 1984 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Ah…. So human. That’s me. This song comes from a poem I wrote with a newly penned second verse. And aren’t you lucky there is some more homemade percussion. Ha. (I need to learn bass guitar too…) Hope you like the song. In outdoor news: Many birds like waxwings and robins that make this place a migration stop, to feed on the berries, are long gone as they continue on their migration routes... It is so funny, these chickadees are all over the yard now, so I have been whistling their 'wood pewee' birdcall when I see them. And a downy woodpecker has been relentlessly pecking on the side of my house as there are tiny bees that have burrowed into the wood, leaving eggs, and then other insects take up residence there too. A culinary feast for the woodpecker. There's spots where that woodpecker has hammered several holes. Luckily not very deep. A couple years ago, I recorded another woodpecker hammering and used that as percussion for a song. Ha. So now, I am scrambling to get the last of the autumn chores done before winter hits. Collecting seeds, winterizing perennial beds, adding compost to the vegetable garden, and mulching around all the trees, shrubs and raspberries, while harvesting the last of the kale, leeks, cabbages, and whatnot, that can survive in these freezing temps now. Hope you’re all enjoying life. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

So Human

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Vedran - The Moon's Secret Library

Here is my feelings. ( 1992 ) Eddy Mango - Margareta Theorin ( Eddy )

PAS BESOIN D’SE CONNAITRE
POUR SE RECONNAITRE
ON S’EST DÉJÀ VU QUELQUE PART
ETAIT-CE À BALBECK
OU A PERROS GUIREC
ON S’EST R’CONNUS DIRECT

LE CIEL EST BLEU
LA MER EST VERTE
LAISSE UN PEU LA FENÊTRE OUVERTE
LE JOUR POUR LES MOUETTES 
LA NUIT POUR LES CHOUETTES
UN WHISKY TROIS CACAHOUÈTES

ON N’A PAS LA MÊME MÈRE 
ON N’EST PAS DU MÊME PÈRE 
MAIS ON A LES MÊMES JOIES LES MÊMES GALÈRES
VIEUX FRÈRE

C’EST TANTÔT MARÉE BASSE
TANTÔT MARÉE HAUTE
SI LE TEMPS PASSE A QUI LA FAUTE
Y’A QU’À SUIVRE LA CÔTE 
PRENDRE LE FERRY-BOAT
ET BARRE À BABORD FAUT QU’ÇA SAUTE

ON N’A PAS LA MÊME MÈRE 
ON N’EST PAS DU MÊME PÈRE
MAIS ON A LES MÊMES JOIES LES MÊMES GALÈRES
VIEUX FRÈRE

ET ON AIME LA MER 
ET ON AIME LE GRAND AIR
SANS PARLER DES GUITARES À L’ENVERS
VIEUX FRÈRE

PUISQU’ON S’EST JAMAIS VUS
ON S’EST JAMAIS REVUS
MAIS UN JOUR SANS SALAMALECS
QUE CE SOIT À BALBECK
OU A PERROS GUIREC
ON SE RECONNAITRA DIRECT

Out of gold into zinc. 750 ( 1984 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

Margareta & Eddy