Fantastic song, the chorus is a little bit Mamas and Papas lovely

digging the vibe, great production work and vocals, keep up the good work man

Really like the instrumental. Like the passion in your singing

What  great song! Kept me hanging on for the next note ... all the way through. Love your harmonies. Great production.

like the style of this one, the vocals are really good, and I dig the heavier guitars!

You have a very nice voice and I really like these instrumentals also your melodies and just the delivery of the vocals is so so good it makes it hard to stop listening

Love the laid back feel to the song. Great vocals , guitar work is thoughtful and on point - great work !

Original song! I like the composition and the sound!

Man, you keep producing good tracks. This one's packs lots of energy, skillful guitar play and very good vocals and harmonies

Excellent indie vibes. Great in all aspects.

Talkism is a good term for my work. By merging the verb talk with the ‘ism’ postfix, I find it perfect to define the global feeling of my surrounding world where too many people and machines talk with very little action to follow. Whether the talk comes from a biased AI, threatening social media, conspirators, or politicians, the goal is usually the same. The words serve the talker’s interests despite potential collateral damages. Therefore, talkism becomes the science of those who are trying to shape the world with their speeches, putting science and human-based social intelligence at risk.

Daughter and Dad

This is a wall of sound tune from my forthcoming debut EP “The Dakota EP.” I layered many TeIecaster guitar parts, one acoustic guitar, and several vocal harmonies as the song builds. As with the others, I wrote, sang and played all the instruments on this track. If you dig it please feel free to repost or share! Thank you 🙏🏻✌🏻

Whitney (original track)

Our third track in a series of electro/pop/rock tracks we have been writing

LYRICS:

Hold your breath, your serenity prayers and your sorrow
Feel your chest burn, bury your best girl tomorrow
You’ll turn blue
We’ll come through
And bring stories of 21 years for you to borrow

Tongue-tied and you lie on your side, wait to recover
The fine line in-between a surprise and a shudder
You’ll hold tight
It’s alright
You’ll find time to reveal your disguise to another

Your mind stares down
Your eyes have drowned
Future you need to know you’ll pull through
The rest of you doesn’t want to pull through 
Cos that’s not what you want to do

Hold your breath and your hopes and your prayers and your sorrow
Feel your chest burn, bury your best girl tomorrow

Ten weeks and the memory fades into an echo
Your heart speaks to the hope that it keeps beside your pillow
It’s all clear
You’re still here
The dam crumbles, it washes you out from the hollow

You buried your best girl you’re gonna be fine
Oh, you’re gonna be fine

Bury Your Best Girl

A song about a sore loser

LYRICS:

Rained, four years
Shamed, the crowd cheers
Lied your way down
Hide, your time’s out

If you dare come back home again
You’ll see us sky high on the wind

Throw your toys out the pram and you stamp your feet
Phone the boys in the club, they don’t wanna meet
All the words and the rage, they don't mean the same as they did yesterday cos it’s all in the game
Pride comes before a fall
And you thought you had it all

Reigned for years
Shamed, the crowd cheers
Lied your way down
Hide, your time’s out

Orange Baby

A song about becoming a parent

LYRICS:

When she arrived, fixed me with purple eyes
Life changed in a moment
knew I've got to keep her alive

I get scared for the future, when my time is mine again
no knowing who I’m gonna be
I don’t care for this

There’s something about this that I’m supposed to hide away
It three-word silence so loud it is deafening me

After we launch you, are you gonna come back home?

Launch

Just Another Love Song

Written: 2016
Duration: 5'
Instrumentation: soprano, baritone and piano
Lyrics by Mark Campbell
Commissioned by the Five Boroughs Music Festival for the Five Borough Songbook, Volume II
World Premiere: Five Boroughs Music Festival, DiMenna Center for Classical Music/Baryshnikov Arts Center, Jerome Robbins Theater, New York, NY, Marnie Breckenridge, Soprano, Sidney Outlaw, baritone, Jocelyn Dueck, piano, February 11, 2017.
Publisher: Bill Holab Music

View Score: https://issuu.com/robertpaterson/docs/paterson_crossing_the_hudson__score

Buy Sheet Music: http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=103_137&products_id=2698

For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/crossing-the-hudson

PROGRAM NOTES
When setting text to music, it is very fulfilling to have an opportunity to work with living writers, and especially a great writer such as Mark Campbell, one of America’s most celebrated librettists. The mission of the Five Borough Songbook project is to have composers and text writers create short pieces that are about New York City, so we decided to create a song entitled Crossing The Hudson about two people who cross each other on different Staten Island Ferries.

Crossing The Hudson was commissioned by the Five Boroughs Music Festival for the Five Borough Songbook, Volume II.

Crossing The Hudson

I wrote this song when I was 29 but I felt so much older...

I WAS A YOUNG MAN THEN

The years have gone, I watched each one, slowly pass
Crippled in, the Beggar's Den, fading fast
Days go by, you live and die, you cut and bleed
Remembering how everything used to be

I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey
I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey
I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey

See the light, shining bright, down the road
Shining bright, so I can find, my way back home
There's a ship at sea, waiting for me, ready to sail
Take me home to the days of sun I knew so well

I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey
I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey
I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey

I was a young man then but now I'm just
I was a young man then but now I'm just
I was a young man then but now I'm just old and grey

Time goes by
So sad for you and I
Crippled in the den
Of the beggar's home

Snow

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