Lead guitar seems to come in kind of late in these tracks, but definitely worth the wait :)

nice playing from everybody - again: so relaxed and still exciting...

This is the title track off of my newest album of work. You can click this link and it will take you to a landing page for the album 
https://push.fm/fl/cq8njiru
Also here is a video to the track:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tMlBUw2h53k
Hope everyone has a kick ass New Year full of hope joy and peace.

Why are you leaving so soon
Haven’t you had a good time too?
So why did-you -refuse?

Heading down- the wrong way trail
Given up the smokes to the garbage pail
That hammered- in the last nail

Breathing out like we do
You’d think we’d care- more about you
admiring the way you grew

Everybody calls when they’re having trouble
Venus flytrap/stuck in molasses
Cautious walking
Cautious walking

Peeking around the corner in fear
Morning dew like a mourning tear
Cautious walking
Cautious Walking

Never been down to the sacred ground
Gearing up now for the weight in pounds
Of souls and cheers
Of souls and cheers
Holding  hands with you 
My lovely dear
My lovely dear

We were   bothering the rain gods
Born alive in sprouting pods
Posing in a wedding gown
Remembering our small town
Basil was up and growing
Toddlers were nurturing
And taking in and learning
 Like a vacuous sponge
Like a waterspout of love

Of souls and cheers
Of souls and cheers
Holding hands with you 
My lovely dear
My lovely dear

Anything more than what you can give?
Could have been more but you just can't share
Could have been more but you just can't feel but sad.

12/24/21

Cautious Walking

Music: written and performed by Fred Mulder
Lyrics: written and performed by Special Cecilia

All rights reserved Fred Mulder 2022
All rights reserved Special Cecilia 2022




..No more wars for our children..

The Signal Mechanical

The Future Of Our Children.Through The Eyes  Of An Angel

The Future Of Our Children /\ Through The Eyes Of An Angel. **FREM and Special Cecilia

Stop The War

Sadness and Sorrow

Good mouth feel, aromatic bouquet. Contains the essence of everything.

Guitars, Bass, 17 string Lyre, Vocals, Percussion, Programming: PS Perkins
Drums, percussion: R Thomas
Mixed by PS Perkins and R Thomas

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LYRICS
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it's in the air it's in the seed
it's in the want it's in the need
it's in the bottle

it's in the breath it's in the word
it's in the mouse it's in the bird
it's in the bottle

All we sow
All we grow
Everything which ripens in the sun

All who bleed
All with seed
Everything is soil when it comes undone

it's in the soil it's in the root
it's in the stem it's in the fruit
it's in the bottle

it's in the stars it's in the sky
it's in the truth it's in the lie
it's in the bottle

All we sow
All we grow
Everything which ripens in the sun

All who bleed
All with seed
Everything is soil when it comes undone

it's in the will it's in the feral
it's in the still it's in the barrel
it's in the bottle

it's in the heart it's in the mind
it's in the stomach it's in the spine
it's in the bottle

it's in the thorn it's in the rose
it's on your tongue it's in your nose
it's in the bottle

it's in the book it's on the wall
it's in the jump it's in the fall
it's in the bottle

The Vintner

Next To Her (2022)

UNE ROUTE QUI DÉROUTE À CIEL OUVERT
L’AUTOMNE QUI S’ÉTONNE D’ÊTRE DÉJÀ L’HIVER
DANS LE NOIR OÙ SCINTILLENT LES YEUX JAUNES D’UN CHAT
LA FILLE SE DÉSHABILLE SE GLISSE SOUS TES DRAPS

ET MOI 

UNE ROUTE SOUS LA VOUTE INTERSTELLAIRE
LA LUNE QUI S’ALLUME AU CLAIR DE LA TERRE
LA FILLE SE RHABILLE ELLE NE REVIENDRA PAS 
HEY MEC RAMASSE TES BILLES ET PUIS MEC OUBLIE LA
 
ÇA BRILLE LÀ-HAUT ÇA SCINTILLE MAIS ÇA N’AVEUGLE QUE TOI
LE SOLEIL EN BAS RÉSILLE ME CASSE LA GUEULE DE BOIS

UNE ROUTE QUI DÉROUTE À CIEL OUVERT
UN CAMION QUI CAMIONNE À TOMBEAU OUVERT

UNE ROUTE 71 (Lyrics)

AndyP with BenJammin' Collaborations are fun! 
This time we were Feelin' Funkeeee!

Project 16

This song encourages the listener to find strength and courage within one’s self to carry on and not give up in the face of loss and hardship.

The song is part of a body of work exploring trauma and how it shapes our reality by repeating the patterns of trauma in our brain long after those events have occurred and how creative expression is a way to break free of these cycles and find peace.

Sail On

Wake up, Neo!

The matrix has you,
it’s all around you

It owns everything
that you think you are

It feeds on your 
life force

Take the red pill 
then you’ll see

it’s all just a 
machine made dream

Flush the pod and
Flee the bots

You’re no longer a
Copper top

The nutrient slop
Doesn’t taste bad

When you realize
That you’ve been had

The matrix, it
Doesn’t own you
 
You are not its
slave

Once you know
the truth inside you

You are the one!

Who else could it be?
Whoa, I dunno!

You are the one!
Who, me?

Don the shades
and do cart wheels

Dodge the bullets,
They aren’t real

Remember there’s
No spoon at all

Just have faith, 
then you won’t fall

Now you’ve got those 
kung-fu tricks

Triple spin-kick
Agent Smith

And know that 
you will never fall

Cause true love,
it conquers all

It’s time to wake up now!

And know that you’re the one!

Wake up now, wale up!

I know jujitsu?
I know kung fu?
I stop bullets with my hand?
Was that the same cat?
My girlfriend wears leather pants?
I can fly like Superman?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Wake Up, Neo!

I opened one of my poetry anthologies randomly and stumbled on this short, heartfelt verse by Anne Brontë. I kept the singing quite simplistic as it seemed more important to sing/read it accurately than with any stylistic flare, and Andy accompanied me, and did all the technical stuff. We hope you enjoy our rendition of it.

“My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.
The long withered grass in the sunshine is glancing,
The bare trees are tossing their branches on high;
The dead leaves, beneath them, are merrily dancing,
The white clouds are scudding across the blue sky.
I wish I could see how the ocean is lashing
The foam of its billows to whirlwinds of spray;
I wish I could see how its proud waves are dashing,
And hear the wild roar of their thunder today!”

Lines Composed in a Wood on a Windy Day (Anne Brontë)

Misunderstood  Vegetable 

Some rough mixes released into the wild 🙃

What?

Project 16

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