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https://on.soundcloud.com/cvcjXQxmFKfRCrb0Ki - What an absolute honour to share with you THE MOST amazing profile on SoundCloud. I give you the handiwork of the Reeves brothers Brian and Gary and Tel. Gary has built this amazing reflection of their life's work as bros and artists. This Week is the anniversary of Brian's passing so may you rest in peace Brian. Gary got your back man and the world is going to know your genius forever. I know you got his back still 🫡❤️‍🔥🤍 Do your ears and soul a favour and support this group of artists. Especially this week, life is difficult so they could do with as much love as possible. Cheers  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under Construction: In this playlist I will only put artists that we 100% know are using tools and not being a tool themselves. This is a list of real artists and musicians which I can hand on heart say at this moment I believe they are human and safe to connect with and spread 🫡🔆 I've found these gems already so if you want to grow your human connectivity this will become a very large reference list of REAL. Thanks people ... Feel free to remind me of your humanity and I'll throw a track in for you otherwise will get around to everyone eventually 🫡❤️‍🔥 This list oozes expression. Someone asked me, Carl I use a DAW as my instrument. My answer was well done.. If you think about the great composers before computers. They had an instrument (sometimes not) a pencil, paper and staves drawn on it. The DAW is our modern sheet music so if you express with piano roll only... that's still making music like the greatest composers of all time did. It's however You express yourself and everyone is on this list because that's what they do. They express THEIR feelings in THEIR own way. We need to lift this list of musical martial artists in my pea head opinion. No AI can ever make the love that's made here because AI can't feel for us it can only guess our feelings and that's why all the guesses lack any feelings. We make feelings because controlled feelings take actual intelligence and actual real refections 

Human Confirmed - Please submit a song as a human artist and I'll pop in that ❤️

Jennifer L. Jones

C’MON OVER (Rocky Mountain)
Written & Recorded 1979

Another of Bri’s late ‘70’s demos, an unusually structured song containing that unique ambience that were the hallmark of his recordings from that period.  Again, not the most perfectly preserved recording but still worth a listen.  One of my absolute favourites.  (Gary Reeves)

C’mon baby round to my street, gonna have some fun today
Get moving into my beat, in my street, OK?
My street is just round the bend
C’mon over if you’ve time to spend

C’mon baby round to my street, gonna have some fun today
C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight
C’mon baby into my parlour, no need to fuss and fight
My house is on top of the hill
C’mon over if you’ve time to kill

C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight

Break

C’mon baby round to my house, gonna have some fun tonight
C’mon baby into my parlour, no need to fuss and fight
My house is on top of the hill
C’mon over if you’ve time to kill

C’mon baby be the fly to my spider
Be an insider
Make this thing brighter
And c’mon over baby today

Brian Reeves: Vocals / Guitar

C'Mon Over (1979) Rocky Mountain

If The Stars Are The Dreams of Spacemen

Written by Brian Reeves, August-October 1972
Recorded in a New Malden bedroom, October 1973

Another bedroom demo, recorded around the same time as “And I Never Took You To A Festival”.  As with many of these old recordings, the tape was pretty mangled at the end so hope you won’t mind the attempt at masking this in the best way I could.  Hope it doesn’t impair your enjoyment too much.  I 'd like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has been such a supporter of this page over the last 18 months or so.  Our family has been astounded by  all the support and We need to you all to know that every one of your kind words means the whole world.  You are the kindest of people and we will never forget the support you have given.  You have hearts the size of lions.  It means everything.  Our deep love and appreciation can never be enough to repay you all..
  (Gary Reeves)

Brian Reeves:  Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

Lyrics:

Knowing love as I do
Yes I’m frightened
Desperate gasps of conversation
Fears heighten
If I’m only the dreams of dreamers
Why am I in isolation?

Seeing life as I do
Yes I’m whitened
Seeking masts on horizons
Pains tighten
If the stars are the dreams of spacemen
Where am I in heaven’s tracing?

I am the hammer on closed doors and windows
Asking the question that nobody knows

Breathing songs as I do
Yes I’m lightened
But they’re only gaps in vacuums
Freak lightning
Inside dreams of dreams of dreamers
Outside schemes of schemes of schemers
Who Am I?


If The Stars Are The Dreams Of Spacemen - Rocky Mountain (1973)

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Vocal
Gary Reeves: Toms
Hans Albers: All other instruments, Arrangement & Production

Photo of Max from The Albers' Archive

What to say about Maximilian?
There are so many things to be told: a lifetime of 24 years, full of special moments, joys, fears, sorrows, worries, hopes, dreams, ups, downs, progress, regress, searching, finding, winning, losing, restlessness, peace...
His life had begun with an extremely difficult birth, almost as if the world didn’t want him. They told us he had a life-threatening infection, there were probably holes in his lungs and he obviously had no kidneys. In total, his chances of surviving were exceedingly slim. However, after endless weeks of both despair and hope, he overcame the infection, the diagnosis of holes in his lungs turned out to be totally wrong and they even discovered a kidney.  Just one maybe but at least it worked perfectly.  His journey into existence had begun.
As he grew, so did the never-ending nightmare of problems, challenges and battles, until we began to wonder what could possibly happen next.  Through it all, Max took every opportunity to accumulate extreme experiences - never hiding, always   seeking.  For that, we loved him even more…and even more it broke our hearts that we couldn’t help him find what he was looking for.
But suddenly, as the Summer of 2011 dawned, his troubles seemed to merely fade away.  Was he just arriving in life, coming of age, finding his place in society?  To be honest, we hadn’t the faintest idea.  But it was abundantly clear that, having always been an underdog, that same unwelcoming world had simply started to like and respect him.  He began to realise his many talents, enjoying his job as never before, finally becoming something he had never been - happy.
Fast forward to the gorgeous Summer evening of June 28th, the eve of a 4-week vacation to which he had been looking forward so very much.  A smile on his face, he said he was in the mood to go jogging, something he loved. Sometimes, he ran and ran for ages.  He’d been gone about 3 hours, quite a long time even for him, so Carina called his phone and he answered, cheerfully telling her not to worry and assuring her he’d be home very soon.  Seconds after the call, out of the blue, he collapsed.  A pulmonary embolism.  They told us he died instantly. 
Max, we have no words for what happened, nor for the eternal gratitude we feel for every single second of your life.  We do know we will never stop loving you.”
(Hans & Carina Albers)

Small chance of survival, words from the first day
Stretching all emotions not a single which way
Asking whys and reasons, a chance to breathe long
Heartbreaking moments, hopes remained strong

Such a short distance, but a life running miles
Bring every sensation, fear to a million smiles
Experience not forgotten, continuous hug of care      
Born with fighting spirit, giving back more to share

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

Every challenge building, inner muscles to be felt
Secret ways to be happy, never question hand dealt         
Complication of thinking to find a new sentence 
Pathways to friendships, dreams of acceptance

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, never to forget

A vision full of truth with strength to admire
Finding a hidden talent, past helping to aspire 
No journey of distance could prevent direction
A phone call assurance became last connection

It’s hard to find words, express feelings remaining 
Deep down inside shell, empty, sad, self-complaining 
But we will never forget our boy hero from birth
Brought love and kindness, past and future unblurred

24 years of love, no single regret
24 years of love, will never forget
24 years of love…

MAXIMILIAN - CRIPPLE CLUB  (Please Read Description)

Our heart gets fragile with age.  To have loved, be loved and the pain of loss, is life at its fullest... You choose.

Fragile Heart

My dear friend and brilliant composer, Frank Mehl,  gave it the title "Elegy", because of its serious and mournful reflection of loss... not just loss of life but of any loss.  The opening of the piece is mournful with a sense of impending doom, but in the end I added a very hopeful melody of deep feelings and gratitude.  A full circle of life.  Thank you for listening!
Jennifer L. Jones
Music Dreams Productions
July 2025

Elegy

I am reminded of my days teaching classroom music to young children the folk songs and dances of this vernacular.  I hope you enjoy it!
Music Dreams Productions

A Folk Song

Ah, the solitude of quietness and pureness of sound.  I like to imagine the sound, air and space around me are magically aligned.  Thank you for listening!

Jennifer L. Jones
Music Dreams Productions
July 2025

Solitude

Frolicking, 
In the dense aromatic Flelds of Summer,
Intoxicated by the air we breathe, 
and the gentle touch of playful jesters  
of catch me if you can, 
Through open fields of golden warmth, 
as we blissfully stumble into a bed of daisies 
drenched in the sweet taste of us.
Music and Poem by
Jennifer L. Jones
Music Dreams Productions
July 2025

Fields of Summer

Dedicated to Brian Reeves and all the wonderful people who miss him especially Gary, Tel & Hans

Today is the 13th anniversary of Brian's passing.

Rest in peace Spaceman 👩🏼‍🚀 🫡🧬🔆

https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs
Spread the Reeves love and genius right there. Cheers


Tuning 432Hz A
Capo 2
Key B minor 



Rocky Mountain

Brotherly love
Brotherly brilliant
Brother above
Good Brian stays with us
Gary and Tel make sure this light lit
Everlasting love
Passion makes sure if it

Today 13 years since that horrible day
Each day never easy when goodbye we say
Beau Brian in heaven
Give us spiritual smile
See's infinite road for his musical guile

To Rocky Mountain
Mountain Songs
Eternal love
Brother in arms
To Brian
To Tel
To Gary
Friends & family
We can't fix your grief
But heart has some sanity

Your atheist angels
Your DNA 
Your long lost son
Any song he could play
His code fills all hearts that feed ears
His base pairs
Like soothe melody spheres
These songs forever
For us and future
Right wrongs from Bri questions
More find suture

Suture for soul
Evolution like code
Code to a peace
Inner aeroplane mode
His spirit is music
His spirit is us
His spirit really shines his emotional truss

To Rocky Mountain
To Mountain Songs
Eternal love
Brothers in arms
To Brian
To Tel
To Gary
To family
We can't fix your grief
But Brian got your gravity

Brian got our gravity
Yeah, Brian's our gravity

To Rocky Mountain
To Mountain Songs
Eternal love
Brothers in arms
To Brian
To Tel
To Gary
To family
We can't fix your grief
But heart finds some sanity




Note
Recorded this on my late Uncle Liam's acoustic, a 1983 Ovation Ultra Series which he gave me when I was 18. It has an intonation problem but still felt it was the tool to use. I miss him man. I wouldn't play guitar if it wasn't for Liam's early seeds and inspiration both in performance and theory. I can see him playing Help by The Beatles and Hotel California by The Eagles in my Nana's place like a video in my head. I was in awe. Liam had a stutter earlier on life and got on top of it. Music was maybe a big key for that or at least as I understand even when he had it... It never effected his singing and playing. Let's give our kids proper music please. It's our only proper medicine 🎶

Here's to inspiring eachother like Brian and Liam do for us forever 🎶🧬🫡🔆


This song took less then an hour from pen meeting a page to upload. The best music is made by instinct and I can guarantee you Brian Reeves would say the same thing 🤍

The feather in the pic is one of the Sparrowhawk and in many ancient cultures across the planet the Sparrowhawk is a direct connection to the Spirit world 🪶 Schweeeeet

Rocky Mountain {For Brian Reeves}

(Music: Hans-Michael Albers, Lyrics: Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Today, 22nd. August 2025, marks 13 years since our dear brother Bri succumbed to the deadly combination of leukaemia and Guillain-Barré syndrome.  Watching him through 2012, unable to do anything for himself and increasingly confined to a hospital bed is something none who loved him will ever forget.  
He has never been (and never will be) forgotten, not only for the music he created but for the force of nature he most certainly was.  In 1964, our Mum & Dad bought him an entry level acoustic guitar as a Christmas present and his progress on the instrument was something to behold.  By the time he was 18, he’d bought himself a Gibson Les Paul on HP (24 payments of five pounds and thirteen shillings per month) from Selmers in Charing Cross Road, London.  He joined a band, somehow co-opting me in as lead singer at the tender age of 15 (still a schoolboy, no less) and over the ensuing ten years, formed bands of whose line-up I was always a part, graduating from singing to percussion and eventually drums.
There being guitars laying around the family home, Tel took to playing and encouraged by Bri, never stopped.  Fast forward another five years and he too started writing songs so that by ’82, the 3 of us decided to form a band (Root Division) to play them.  It’s a truly special thing to be in the same band as your brothers and recording those songs became something Tel and me still remember with an abiding nostalgia.  No wonder we still talk about those days…
This song started life as an instrumental, written by Hans and of course, it’s brilliant as is but Tel liked it so much, he asked if he could write some lyrics and a vocal melody.  Being a generous fellow, our dear friend from Hamburg said he’d love to hear what Tel had in mind.
His basic idea was to incorporate as many references as he could to Cripple Club tracks, in celebration of the firm friendship we have formed in together recording what amounts to over 50 songs.  There may be a few of you who can spot one or two…
So this is for you, Bri.  We love and miss you, sweet brother.
(Gary Reeves)

Last Summer day reasons
Hamburg always shines
Shadows of Superheroes
Another surprise will come in time
Click toward a pension
From birth but never knew
Surprised to find a blackbird
In the flames as the music grew

Touch wood for satisfaction
CC music every day
Root of strong existence 
Step off the world to feed the phrase
Another Titan message
Titanic stories past
Image of a fraying edge
Never thought hang of time would last

It’s the time, it’s the place
It’s the only performance I can show my face

Last chance for singing
Avoid resistant tide
Pleasing distant garage
Remember 4 to 3 to 5
Stars in space that linger
Soaking up the blue
Palette of sunshine yellow
Mix to green for go - but for who?

T,G & H, Two and you!

LAST SUMMER'S DAY BLUES - CRIPPLE CLUB

Welcome friends and to my profile! I hope to celebrate 300 original tracks on Soundcloud this year!  Thank you for listening and helping me in my musical journey. It has been a difficult year for me personally. Yet, musically, I believe I am writing some of my best music.  I am infinitely inspired and humbled by the extraordinary creativity I hear from your music each day and the wonderful friends I have encountered from every part of the world! THANK YOU! I am so very grateful for your support and the gift of music in my life!
 
What Inspires Me...I am inspired each day to compose music that touches and connects the listener in meaningful ways that are personal to their own experiences and feelings.  I believe what the world needs is more songs about love for all living things and the earthly treasures around us. The power of love is magical, mysterious, and miraculous!  And, it is essential to our survival like water and the air we breathe.  I believe that through the universal language of music, love can heal, bring joy, and create an invisible chain that pulls all of us together, not apart.  

A Little About Me...I started composing in 2016  after not touching the piano for many years. A career, raising a family and just every day life got in the way of making music. After retiring as a music teacher in the public schools, I started dreaming of playing the piano again and my years of classical training slowly came back to me. I love every genre of music, and the talent and creativity on SoundCloud has inspired me at every level!

For those of you who follow me on Soundcloud, I have been experimenting with adding tracks to my piano compositions.  I create and record everything myself using a Yamaha 660DGX, including the instrumental tracks built into the keyboard. Then, I edit on my laptop using Sony Sound Forge Music Pro.  It's a simple set up, and I have lots to learn.  I am not afraid of receiving feedback if you have any to give.  Sometimes, it's the most simple thing I may be doing wrong that changes everything!

If you have time, check out my first music book called Music Dreams: Six Original Pieces for Solo Piano through Barnes & Noble.  I welcome your feedback.  Here is a link in case you are interested. https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/music-dreams-jennifer-l-jones/1143986955?ean=9798891455641