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First song I worked with Henry on in 2016. Many more songs were made after that but this is a cover and a tribute to David Bowie. We thank you for listening!

Henry Robeen: Vocals, Bass, Synth
Me: Guitars
Jonathan Bell: Drum set

This song is the property of the David Bowie Estate

The Man Who Sold The World (with Henry Robeen)

After the Hole - Lyrics

All I seen is what I thought I would have seen
At the end all I found were other ends

Suddenly I know, you live to know after the hole

On the screech of the city brakes I heard your name
Feel as though we're living in a recurrent dream

Suddenly I know, you live to know after the hole

And the life is after the hole

And the life is after the hole

Strange Part of the Country

After the Hole

Bandcamp

Strange Part of the Country - Lyrics

The night falls on Nong Bone town

Seventeen ladyboys and he are beating up small change Europeans
Someone gets drugged by three old ladies

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
And we are not welcome
We are not welcome

The night falls, I have no past

Twenty three hostess girls and me
The edge of the roads turn into decades rubbing against me

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
And we are not welcome

We are not well

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
But we are not welcome
We are not welcome

Fireball

https://open.spotify.com/.../album/4WlAWq4IoetPduHdMwvP2B...
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=WgsvdNK4Qu8...
https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/467297765

here are the lyrics ( specialy for our talentued friend Dave ( https://soundcloud.com/junkheap) who was kind enough to take an interest.

Toy forgotten in a train station.
A past untraceable sensation.
Stolen book in the subway.
A  postcard you astray.

A record whose scratching noise you liked.
 The quiet disappearance of the day at dusk
The end of rain  under the April sun.
The voice of your father on the phone.

All the things, all the things we've lost
The ones that meant , the ones that meant the most
Forgotten ones that we were looking for
The broken things that miss us more


A dried flower missing in the pages of a book
A guitar out of tune forgotten  in an attic
the spot that fades from the breath on the glass
A doll buried under tall grass.	



The smell of leaves in the fall ,
You are twelve years old 
The safety of the sheets over your eyes 
The blue of the sea on a map at school


All the things, all the things we've lost.
All the things, all the things  we broke 
The ones that meant the most
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke



Things that miss, things that miss us more
All the things, all the things  we broke 
Things  we were looking for.
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke.

All the things we've lost

Here’s The Circle video:
https://youtu.be/upxfvLhJtQs

This song is about being stuck in an endless loop of working life, the realisation of never ending monotony, to finally working out how to handle it and the hope of escaping it.

Video on YouTube - https://youtu.be/upxfvLhJtQs

A big thank you to Pat Morey for the use of his house to record and for mixing this song. Also Gavin Smith for the use of his drums and equipment.

The Circle

A new  pure rock song with a little help from our friend Al'z on great backing vocals

AAnd in the wardrobe, the moving clothes

And In The Wardrobe The Moving Clothes (feat Al'z on backing vocals )

for all those effected by fires ive lost everything twice in two house fires and uninsured just keep going youll get there,i know what its like this song tells that story © Copyright By a river or fire river was one of my songs that i wrote over a time of disaster but it came out really beautiful and mellow,written by Gary Hayward.Artwork David Dunn.Vocals and rythm guitar gary hayward,lead guitar kelvin goddard,keyboards the late steve virtue,drum programming john dowie,video on youtube https://youtu.be/i0dzK3vyDwE?si=L7azz6SoSy_o8AFt

Fire a River © Copyright written by Gary Hayward for all effected by fires

Tony Ong - Scot's Tune.mp3

Weekend Mornings In Bed

I see it now here in front of me 
Dead birds in  a burning  tree 
Where is the life ?
Where are the laughts ?
Is it to late to dream another day  

Children die in poor makeshift boats
In a sad sea where the shreds of hope float
Where is the life
Where are the laughts
Is it to late to dream a better day  

refrain : Oh nights
I can't see the light
Oh days 
Ican't fight  the blight
Evil and hell  are in closed eyes
We can’t  stop the sun dimise
Prayers and spells lost in noises 
Nothing can stop, nothing can stop  the dark tide rise


Blood and tears dry in the heat of the desert
Fear and hate rot in the depths of hearts
Where is the life
Where are the laughts
Is it to late to dream another day  

Neither skin nor breath resists the blind fire
Of the souls  remains only a dull ire
Where is the life
Where are the  laughts
Is it to late to dream a better  day

Dream A Better Day ?

This song is inspired by George Orwell's book Coming up for Air. Suppose I ought to go and read it.

Coming Up For Air

The Home Show

Going to the home show
Vendors all lined up in a row
Looking for households trashed
To enhance their business cash flow.

Going to the home show
Tents under the bridge
Fancy fountains for the garden
WI-FI for the fridge.

Republicans outside
Trying to Trump up votes
Oil and gas and coal men
Wanting signatures to dig more holes.

Going to the home show
Manufacturers dreaming
Installers scheming all about
Let’s buy some cookies from the Girl Scouts

Cruising through the home show
Looking for ideas
For holding the house together
For a few more years
Until the world comes to an end.

Words and music by Byron Haskins (c) 2024 nPoet9 Publishing. All rights reserved

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the home show

BandCamp

This is the first piece by bE AnOthEr written around ten years ago and published at the time on the social network Mupiz (for those who remember it). This is now the first track of our live set. So here is the new version, completely redone with the group. faster, heavier, finally more rock.
Bass: Stéphane Stagnitto
Drums: Yvan Ferrandi
Guitars, keyboards, words, lyrics and production: François Tamby
Guitars: Daniel Jeanroy
All voices: Aline Tamby

Dying is not a child's play

Day Trippin....

We're on the blue line 
Aboard the 2a
Robotic voice says
Next stop

We're going forwards 
While facing backwards
I see reflections
Next stop

We pass the old guys
On the the benches 
Putting the world right
Next stop 
 
We're on the left side
Look out the right side
I see the cannons
Next stop 

We're on the blue line
Day trippin
Yeah 

Crowds of people
Frome many places
Hussle bussle 
Next stop

We'e in the old town
We're in the new town
A feild of new cars
Next stop

We're day tripping

We're on the blue line
Eleven this time 
Into the mountains
Next stop

It's green as grass here
7 euro's a glass here
We catch the last bus
Next Stop

We're on the blue line
Day trippin
Yeah (repeat)

Bus contoler 
Steam roller
Pick up the beach bums
Last stop

Day Tripping

Day Tripping.

“4 Stars - Q Recommends”
- Q magazine

From the album Strange Part of the Country:

w/ Grammy-winner Tchad Blake (Tom Waits, Elvis Costello), and bass legend Danny Thompson (Robert Plant, Nick Drake)

"One of the most original artists out there"
- Blues Matters magazine

Time Settles - Lyrics: 

And the decision made a hole, a vacancy in a vital inner chamber in my bones
This is what finally separated me from all my friends for whom I became skeletal

Time settles over me
Time settles over me 

And then the places I visit became the same inside world that I thought I was in
And like a fly scribbling the air I know neither the place nor what the hour is

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And I, far off inside, was old

And now the years are closing in, each minute the last minute and following me

Time Settles

Recorded live in San Jose, Ca.  Featuring Flute solo. Gibson 335 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Acoustic piano Rhythm. Fender Electric Bass. Drum solo...Pepe Sabino who played drums and unleashed his ability to unload. Unfortunately Pepe passed away recently.

Groovin

Flute Drone

(Photo: from satelite weather radar, Bay News 9)

Juxtapose

Orgue B3  : Tev
Guitare solo : Al Zheimer 

Cat's eyes (with Al'z and Tev)

ROCKING IN THE NIGHT - Re-Mastered Sept 2020
Written, Performed & Produced by Andrew Borderick
Copyright 2019/2020 AB Music All rights reserved.
Mastered by Soundcloud Sept 2020
YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7aswmJvnP6Y

EVERYBODY'S GONNA HIT THE GROUND
GOT A TICKET TO A GREAT BIG SOUND
AND THE SIGN SAYS RAIN HAIL OR SHINE

NOTHING'S EVER GONNA MAKE ME STOP
DANCING ROCKING LIKE THE BLITZRIEG BOP
THERE WILL BE ROCKING AND ROLLING ALL NIGHT

YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME WANT TO FLY
WHEN I'M ROCKING IN THE NIGHT
AND IT MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE
I'M HEARING SOUNDS I'VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE

WE MIGHT END UP DANCING WITH THE COPS
ROCKING ON TO THE JAILHOUSE ROCK
AND THE JUDGE SAYS ROCK ON ALL NIGHT

YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE
WHEN I'M ROCKING IN THE NIGHT
OH I MUST BE HYPNOTIZED
I'M HEARING SOUNDS I'VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE

EVERYBODY'S GONNA HIT THE GROUND
GOT A TICKET TO A GREAT BIG SOUND
AND THE SIGN SAYS RAIN HAIL OR SHINE

YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME WANT TO FLY
WHEN I'M ROCKING IN THE NIGHT
AND IT MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE
WHEN I'M ROCKING IN THE NIGHT
OH I MUST BE HYPNOTIZED
I'M HEARING SOUNDS I'VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE

CANCIONES QUE HAY QUE ESCUCHAR !!

Christian