Zango no heishi, un soldat qui se bat pour les siens dans les tranchées. Il garde la tête haute pour le moral, mais il doit rester prudent s'il ne veut pas se la faire trancher.
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Zango no heishi

A Collection of remixes from older songs combining orchestra, lo-fi, rock, and electronic styles to create a unique sound. 

Light Years

ghosted - lyrics Ren Faye 

Behind smoke screens,
I disappear
Skeleton now
I was never here

We soul connect
On another level
Now the search lights down
I can’t find my way
I guess I’ll see you around…

Cos you ghosted me,
Introducing me to 2am me
some troubled skies
You got your flame
and set them all alight

I won’t play your game,
won’t get the app
not gonna get caught, like that again
in venus fly trap
Never again, just no
I won't do that

My troubled skies,
We soul connect
We soul connect...

My troubled skies
Say if you’d left me alone
Everything would have been fine
Not talked to me
Not started to talk to me...

Like, literally...
The search lights down...
I guess I'll just see you around

Cos you ghosted me...

behind smoke screens...
behind smoke screens...

ghosted

Woman in Grey

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Waistland (2005) (Short Version)

Check out a music video of Waves here!: https://youtu.be/NHIK5dOaW0U

Waves is about difficult life moments.  How can we ease the pain? There is a refrain during the course of the song where I repeat this in an almost silent plea.  The song captures the feeling of time moving at a different speed in these moments of sorrow and tenderness when the mind freezes.  A numbness infused with a fierce stillness and a fierce love.

Lyrics
Waves
by David Husted

My mind freezes
Despite this burning wind
Are you my temple?
Or am I grasping  at threads

Time's still ticking 
I feel it crawling on my skin
Stop pretending
You don’t feel this burning fire within

Over, Over
All those things you said
Feel Love's Horizon
Sweet Waves Crashing In

the dell

Waves

Many thanks to Scilent Symphony (https://soundcloud.com/scilentsymphony) and Tea Are Sea (https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea) for letting me add guitar to their song (https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/delicate-emotion-scilent-symphony-tea-are-sea), which was not in need of any help, especially not mine. As a great admirer of their work, I'm glad they let this square hang out at their cool people party.

Delicate Emotion (With Scilent Symphony and Tea Are Sea)

... basis of this track is a flute improvisation of mine, heavily mangled through PaulXstretch, and bounced to a four minute drone pad ...... The Danmoi is a real time jam. Percussion is Ghosthack samples. Bass is Chromaphone3 VSTi. Image: asoggetti/unsplash - EnJoy !

Xmatazz / flute drone

Background

This is my take on an old traditional song. The earliest reference I've discovered is around 1847.  It supposedly had other titles 'The Grinders' and 'The Saddle on the Right Horse'  

It is a vivid description of the lot of Sheffield Grinders, working and often dying early in life due to their trade. The 'Grinding Hull's' mentioned in the lyrics were grim places, full of particles of metal and dust from the grinding wheels. Historical evidence suggests boys were often apprenticed from nine to twelve years of age.

Through my working career I was employed in the Steel Industry engaged in scientistic work and environmental research, quite a bit of it related to occupational health problems, So it is no surprise to me and very fitting that I wanted to get this song recorded. As a Sheffield lad born and bred it connects for me I guess. 

Apparently a version of this traditional song was recorded by 'The Ian Campbell Group' in 1972 and the band 'Afterhours' from their eponymous cassette only album from 1988. After hearing the 'Afterhours' 1988 version, I decided to work up a DADGAD guitar arrangement of my own.  Here is the result.
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Instrumentation and Arrangement

I wanted a simple arrangement for this song as really it's all about the lyrics and overall message. I used a DADGAD guitar tuning and aimed for a strum pattern that hopefully reflects the cyclical rhythmic quality of the grindstones in use.

After the main vocals was recorded I decided a bit of backing vocals would add a bit of extra spice to the overall song. Sometimes voice and guitar is all you really need. :-)
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The Sheffield Grinder (Lyrics around 1847)
**( with small revisions for this version)
(Photograph taken from the Illustrated London News 1866)

The Sheffield grinder's a terrible blade.
Tally ho, the grinder!
'Fore he sets his little 'uns down to trade.
Tally ho, the grinder!
He sets ‘em all down to grind in the hull,
Till their bodies are stunted and their eyes are dull,
And their brains are all dizzy and dazed in their skulls.
Tally ho, the grinder!

He shortens his life and he hastens his death.
Tally ho, the grinder!
And he’ll drink steel dust with every breath.
Tally ho, the grinder!
And he won't wash his hands ‘ere he eats a meal
And he won’t wear a mask as he grinds at his wheel
And he’ll die as he’s lived, as hard as cold steel.
Tally ho, the grinder!

(Instrumental)

The Sheffield grinders of whom we do speak.
Tally ho, the grinder!
Well they’re men who’ll earn just one pound a week.
Tally ho, the grinder!
But of Sheffield grinders another sort
Methinks ought to be called to court,
Aye, and that’s the grinding Government Board.
Tally ho, the grinder!

At whose door lies the blacker blame?
Tally ho, the grinder!
Oh where lies the heavier weight of shame?
Tally ho, the grinder!
Is it the famine-price contractor's head,
Or on the workman who’s under-fed,
And who grinds his own bones and his children’s for bread?
Tally ho, the grinder!

The Sheffield Grinder

© Joe Liberty 2021. All rights reserved.

If I Could Fly

If I could fly, high up in the sky
I'd fly myself on over to see you
Over the mountains and oceans too
Just to say how do you do
And wouldn't that be fine
Yea we'll have us a time

We could play and have fun every day
And never have to worry bout' a thing
Just watch the clouds go drifting by
Live a life in eternal spring
And wouldn't that be fine
Yea we'll have us a time

Guitar solo :)

All the flowers will stay in bloom
All the people will give us room
And all you ever have to do 
Is be yourself and no one else

There will be
A place for you and me
Underneath the sugar plum tree
Where we can laugh and spend some time
And say whats ever on our mind

Wouldn't that be fine
Yea we'll have us
Wouldn't that be fine
You know we'll have us
Wouldn't that be fine
Yea we'll have us a time

IfICouldFly

Ladies and Gentlemen, a song of unrelenting self pity...a song about a 50+ year old man trying to write songs.
apologies to Jackson Browne..
(thankfully the 'lightning strike in the corner of my eye' turned out not to be a detched retina btw...lol)

While last note was still ringing, and the words had left my tongue,
The finish line behind me, there was no race left to run,
And there was nothing left inside me, nothing left to prove,
I had sung at least a million songs to no one in the room…

I saw a light in the corner of my eye
A lightning strike, and I knew it was a sign
But it never led the way, it just led me astray.
And I’m out here all alone, far away from home.

Now I’m lost out here forever, putting pieces back together,
And I don’t care, and no one cares, I don’t know why I try,
Because I have to pay my penance, and I have to do my my time
And I have to find the salvation while I slowly lose my mind

I saw a light in the corner of my eye   
A lightning strike, and I knew I   t was a sign
But it never led the way, it just led me astray.
Now I’m far away from you, and I don’t know what to do.

Would you take me to the ocean, we could walk along the shore,
Hand in hand, before the dawn, like we used to do before.
But I’m underneath this prison, and I can’t wake from this dream,
And I need a little something, for the the heartache and the pain…

I saw a light in the corner of my eye
A lightning strike, and I knew it was a sign
But it never led the way, it just led me astray.
Now I’m out here all alone, far away from home…

One More Last Farewell

... no loops used here :-) - just an impovisational sketch - enjoy !
the synth solo is blown on Akai EWI with a sound of the awesome Respiro Synth by Imoxplus (Physical Modelling) Photo: Jr Korpa / unsplash

just a feeling

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.

Delicate Emotion (With Scilent Symphony and Tea Are Sea)

Admiral Krank and His Mighty Band of Spacemen