Got that junk yard dog feel raw n gritty slip n slide

a good groove but that is borrowed from The B-52s-but far more howlin’ and energetic

now this very unique and groovy. I like the bass and guitar tones and the way the guitar effects.

Peak Season

Dig a path in the snow, Dig a path and go and go  
out into the field with Hawk Hill to the North
the winter night when stars and moon are so bloody bright
and frozen snow so deep, sparkles like a trillion diamond lights.
The fence posts all but gone.

And then there was the big red dog who had a bell and bounded all about.

Waiting patiently for the Witch to arrive wearing cape and cowl 
embroidered by some elven folk who live on down south..

And it's so cold my beard is white..
I meet her in the trail half-way and we embrace, i turn and walk back to our little place, up in the draw, where the stove is cherry red.

The Witch the dog and me. Absolutely free...

The Witch the Dog and me (remastered)

The Last Wave

Burn It All Down

A solo guitar piece that I added a piano and vocal improv over, written and recorded in ca. 10 minutes on the 14th November 2020, it has sat unused and almost forgotten for just over a year. So I finally got round to adding a lyric and recording a vocal track with minimal harmony parts, some of which is the original vox improv from last year.

In The Arms Of A Perfect Love

Dreamer

COLD - Music by DELAFLOR | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN FE

Listen to the amazing music of Delaflor here: https://soundcloud.com/mercer-goldengalls

Cover Art Design - Photo & Graphics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Original Music, Composed & Produced, Mixed & Mastered by DELAFlOR in SPAIN
Music, Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

COLD - Music & Lyrics by REKHA a.k.a. REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Cold 
Baby you’re 
Cold
You’re makin’ me 
Old-Old
Old

Baby you’re so cold
I’m sure you’ve been told
You are cold 
Colder than ice
Makin’ me
Makin’ me think twice

You’re makin’ me old-no
But I’m gonna be, Ee-Ee
Bold-Bold
Bolder than ever
Bolder, bolder than ever
So never say never

Cuz’ you think you can do
Anythin’ you want to me
But let make things clear
Clear, as in clarity, clarity
No more of me
No more of me
No more of me

You’re makin’ me old
With your cold
Old, with your cold
Cold-Cold

Weh-Ee-Yeah
Eh-Ee-Yeah-Eh

Break me down good
Break me down good
But you can’t 
But you can’t
But you can’t
Break me down good
Break me down good
No you can’t-can’t
Uh-Uhn
No you can’t, no you can’t

Break me down good
Break me down and 
Cuz’ I’m so-so bold-old

While you stay cold
Colder than, colder than
Ei-Ei, Ei-Ei
Ei-Ei, Ei-Ei
Ei-Ice

Cold
Colder than 
Ei-Ei-Hice
Ice-Hice…

REKHA IYERN FE & DELAFLOR Cold - DB - Vol Boosted With Limiter

COLD

COLD - Music by DELAFLOR | Music & Lyrics by REKHA IYERN FE | DISCO Dance Pop

Recorded last year my first notes on this track when mixed started with the word 'madness'.
Somewhat refined by editing the structure is ABCBDBEBB...
'B' could represent both bridge and breakdown...the heart of the piece and the initial musings on a alto sax/flute riff that sort of drifted off into improvised ramblings.
Other sections feature flute solo, melodica/synth, distorted clarinet and soprano sax in celtic mode and rumbling triple tongued bass-effect alto sax.
Behind it all (somewhere) is a chugging thai violin. 
Still somewhat crazy.

Thanks to Dianne C. Zweig for artwork.
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/165859198762625196/

Stomp And Reel Breakdown

Shell/Fox Ears

A composition by stunt parachutist, invisible kung fu master, expert paper airplane engineer, and former assistant undersecretary of the traveling master of document retention policy controls and user manual expurgation Monkey Blood Lowdown. https://soundcloud.com/monkeybloodlowdown

He plays the bass- which sounds like no other bass has ever sounded in this or any other galaxy- as well as the drums, of course. (Mo Sheen was pouting about it until I hit him with a burst of condensed air.) Admiral Krank on the guitar and slide guitar. A thousand thank yous due to Monkey Blood Lowdown for allowing me to add my doodlings.... I mean, my paper airplanes are an embarrassement to flying machines everywhere.

I Heard The Angels Singing (Monkey Blood Lowdown and Admiral Krank)

Photo credit to Mike Lewinski (CC BY 2.0)
https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/
https://www.flickr.com/photos/ikewinski/8667690822

Head In The Clouds

Adagietto Sehr Langsam - Drone

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and as part of my forthcoming Vox Populi album)

Greetings all you wonderful SC people. First and foremost, thank you for just being you. This community has a natural propensity for giving off peaceful and loving vibes, and I am so grateful for that. 

In lieu of my usual dive into current events (I think we can all agree, it’s something along the lines of a ‘Choose Your Own Doomsday Adventure’ anyway), I’ve decided to jump right into the good stuff. So for this one, I’m going to explore one of my favorite topics… God (and please know that I will keep this very loving, and very respectful. But if you aren’t interested, I understand entirely). :)

I’ve been called a spiritual shopper because I don’t adhere to any one religious organization. Instead, my God is an ever evolving, ever expanding concept. I discover truths about God in quantum physics as well as religious studies. I see God in both art and science. I see God’s fingerprint in the perfection of a leaf, and the purity of a baby; and just about any other space where my mind goes quiet and my heart opens up. For me, God is the great mystery to discover; and it is meant to be a very personal journey. 

So how do I currently imagine God?

‘He’ (I’ll be following appropriate pronoun usage) is a kind Father who loves all his children equally. He doesn’t choose favorites, because he admires and respects the path we have each chosen. He knows we are all perfect beings (on a path of self discovery), because… well… he’s perfect (and on a path of self discovery). He also feels empathy for us, and shares in our sadness and pain when we hurt each other. But he loves us enough to know he can’t interfere with the big picture, or he will limit our opportunity to learn.

‘She’ is also a kind and loving Mother, who has entrusted us with a precious gift…. the gift of this beautiful planet. Contrary to our current behavior, the Earth is not our plaything, put here for us to consume. We are intended to be its caretakers (a responsibility that arises when consciousness is combined with empathy). She knows we have it within us to serve this purpose. But she also knows it’s ok if we fail, because the system is self-cleaning, and life will rise again and again… if not on this planet, then another.

‘It’ is also a vast and mysterious Universe, where life seems to be an almost aggressive energy, rather than a rarity. The building blocks of life are scattered everywhere, and Ubers and Lyfts in the form of meteors help spread all those building blocks around. Life appears to be a predominant goal of the Universe, rather than a fluke. And that is awe inspiring.

‘They’ are also the smallest of objects that serve the biggest of purposes. They are the atoms that make up you and me, and all the things around us. They behave differently when observed; and that denotes intelligence. And they act as if they are intimately tied to us; like they know they are supposed to take turns occupying matter in our bodies, so our adventures can continue; the microcosm supporting the macrocosm.

‘We’ are also amazingly diverse in our roles as ‘collective consciousness’, in order to experience the entire range of what it means to be alive. We have it within us to explore the lightest and darkest of corners. And when those boundaries are pushed to the extremes, we all learn a little more about ourselves; and more about this precious gift. 

And finally, ‘you’ are an independent fragment of this greater Whole. The scope of the entire human experience is available to you. Some choices can be beneficial; other’s will certainly lead to pain. But all will provide learning experiences. And when you learn, the Whole grows as well. You are all God in my eyes (each fulfilling a role in ‘the great discovery’), and I am honored to share this adventure with you. 

I hope you enjoyed my latest creation, ‘Shock Ra’. :)

Vox Populi

Shock Ra

Sunny Day In May (feat. Adrian Kunz)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocals
Hans Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & production

From the age of 15 when I first stepped into the world of employment I was told it would be a major advantage to get a job that lasted through to the State retirement age of 65. At the time I'll admit it was not something I took at all seriously.  When you’re that age, the last thing on your mind is bloody retirement.   

However, by the time I reached my early 50’s and had been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, my mind became a little more concentrated on reaching what might now  conceivably prove to be an eminently missable target.  In the interim, the UK government decided that, given the population was living considerably longer than it once had, they would incrementally be raising the retirement age, meaning that mine now became 66. 

Our dear old Nan was a dedicated Bingo player and knew that number callers used particular phrases for certain numbers, one of the best known being 66, known as  ‘Clickety Click’.  So reaching pensionable age became inextricably linked to Bingo, hence the title and subject matter of this song.   

The number one - ‘Kelly’s Eye’ - seemed a good place to start and having done some fascinating research, I worked my way through the Bingo calls, choosing the ones whose scansion worked best, until I reached the magic ‘Clickety Click'.  

As the chorus explains, there were no guarantees I’d actually get there, it was just a target.  But I did get there and this song celebrates the fact.  

The song ends with the traditional exclamation of the player who has won the game, being either ‘House!’ or ‘Bingo!’.  When I was recording the vocals, my constant and beautiful companion Marvin (it is he who is pictured in the cover art) reacted to my shouts with a loud bark, perfectly in time, so we decided to keep it in.  Marv is with me at 99% of the recordings and enjoys being involved when the opportunity presents.

As always, huge thanks to the wonderful Hans Albers for another brilliant backing track which is, as I think you’ll agree, perfect for the song.  That man is a genius.
Thanks so much for listening.   (Terry Reeves)


It all started with Ned Kelly’s eye (1)
A cup of tea (3) to stop going dry
Tom Mix (6) wearing hat, riding fast
Monkey’s cousin (12) hanging, trying to last
Key of the door (21), two little ducks (22)
Paid half a crown (26), keep up the luck
In a state (28), rise and shine (29) but alive
One dirty knee (33) to help jump and jive (35)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six, a target to achieve

Half way to laugh, more than eleven (37)
As life begins (40), time for fun (41) isn’t heaven
Up to tricks (46) towards four dozen (48)
Five-0, Five-0, it’s off to work (50) with percussion
Danny la Rue (52), a man at the door (54)
The snakes are alive (55) but don’t wriggle more
Shotts bus (56) to Scotland, check the sign
Variety of Heinz (57) to the Brighton Line (59)

Sixty six not to preconceive
Sixty six a target to achieve

A baker’s bun (61) all tickety boo (62)
Tickle me (63), almost retired (64) laughing too
Retirement age(65), it should have been fun
Clickety click (66), getting paid
Take the money and run  
Route 66, nearly there
Clickety click, the sound of my wheelchair

CLICKETY CLICK - CRIPPLE CLUB & HANS ALBERS

A sleepless night

9_5_24_rec_3.mp3

Free Downloads / Curated Playlists / 

Collaboration / Participation / 

In pursuit of novelty. / 

A = 432 Hz /

In the distant Subert Humlin, Gory Rallagher, Sank Frinatra, and Dats Fomino Galaxies, Her Majesty's Royal Intergalactic Empire is under siege by the sinister Khazargonians and their elite squads of shock troopers- the Jearl Pamians and Goundsardenians. Her Majesty has commissioned an elite force led by her three of Her Majesty's Space Navy's finest officers with several primary objectives, chief among them was the following directive: to combine the great tones of surf and fifties rock... with disco!
These elite officers are:  Admiral Krank of the SS Belgrade (Guitar, bass, beats, intergalactic espionage and assassination by exploding cigars); and Captain Mirth of the SS Zagreb- (Guitar, piano, synth, beats, and advanced thermal detonation). And our very own clockwork man on the drums, Mo Sheen (https://soundcloud.com/user-424452711).  Unfortunately, despite bravely serving Her Majesty's Space Navy, Vice Commandant Dubois has been court martialed and convicted for conduct not befitting an officer and counterfeiting baseball cards, stripped of his command of the SS Budapest, and dishonorably discharged from Her Majesty's Space Navy, though certain recordings of his guitar, synth, bass, beats, and forward deployable laser blasters remain here memorialized for posterity. Let it be known that though he has sunk to the very depths of ignominy, we wish him well in his new venture, the Spandex Spanktroverse.

I Heard The Angels Singing (Monkey Blood Lowdown and Admiral Krank)

Admiral Krank and His Mighty Band of Spacemen

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