a delightful listen......lovely piano and synths pads with some great synth leads and nice use of pizzicato strings!

the optimism in this music is absolutely pure and beautiful. I feel like I hear a soul directly. lovely

Pleasure waves of cheerfulness! You're SOUL GOOD! You're GOLD, dear, time & time again! ;)

Quite unique style, interesting juxtapositions in these tracks

This song is about political predation I started to see, beginning in the US, around 2000. It got far worse, in my estimation, around 2010. It's a song I had bouncing around in my cluttered mind for years, but never actually sat down and flushed out until 2010. Or so? I dunno. The final lines "don't place blind faith in black snake politicians" is an overt reference to fossil fuel corporations, their corrupt relationships with politicians in the US and abroad, and corporate capture of the US government. I got the idea from the indigenous legend "Prophesy of the black snake." Pipelines and oil trains, the visible signs as literal power is amassed and America literally divided. Americans, literally divided. Political power isn't as easy to see, but t's just as destructive. More so.

at any cost

they will prey upon your sympathy
they will tear our bands apart
and they will break your back, your will, your brain
so they can take whatever they can gain

they'll see you dead to keep in power
you're just opposition to devour
why are you loyal to the cowards?
sweet liberty turned bitter, sour

is that the cost? (x3)
is that too high?
too high now

it doesn't matter much what happened here today
cause if it don't make the cover page...
they want you to forget the things they did and said
so they can do it all again another day

when blood is spilled for their desire
and they have all that they require
they'll tell you "freedom's cost" is higher
take honest words back from the liars

is that the cost? (x3)
is that too high?
too high now

don't place blind faith in black snake politicians
they'll make you so afraid, can't even pay, pay attention

https://splatmusic.bandcamp.com/track/at-any-cost

off the windscreen

At Any Cost

Buy at any cost

01 At Any Cost - Splat - Off The Windscreen

The Rendezvous

DISCONNECT 
(c) JunkHeap Jun 08 2021

Technology isn't all bad, this song just points out the dangers of it, but it also points out how technology is overtaking being human.

I spy with my little eye, impatience.
Right there, out of the corner, it's waiting.
Blood runs through our veins cold
when we have to slow our pace.

Standing in line...
when someones card declines the payment.
Traffic stopped bumper in my face.
Watching people lose it 
when their order isn't just right. 

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect.  
I know you're listening.
Disconnect.  
What do you want me to say?

Something disconcerting in the theme here.
Techno-savvy CEOs with their dreams in
technicolour for you to believe in.
They say it so convincingly.

The poison fed to you, 
through their intravenous tube.

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect.  
I know you're listening.
Disconnect.  
What do you want me to say?

Speeding bullet train called 'Progress'.
Human beings we stand motionless,
against the onslaught, 
we're losing our hearts.
Like a blood clot jammed in our brains.
It's such a god-damn shame.
It'll lead us down a path of no return.

Disconnect

Open Heart

recorded at home on my 8 track

here's the lyrics for folks that like to read along. Cheers for all the love and inspiration fellow soundclouders.

I'm getting sick and I'm getting tired
morning smog filled up my lungs
has swollen my desires
but don't go pointing no pistol in my face
I'm going to mess you up and
put you in your place
gonna put you in your place

you're getting ferile I'm getting wired
the magazine was loaded and
uncertain shots were fired
but don't go blowing no smoke ring 
in my face
I'm going to mess you up and
put you in your place
gonna put you in your place

where the children go, nobody looks 
nobody knows
place where the children go
when they have got no fixed abode
place where the children go
where nobodies gonna miss them
when the go
don't miss them when they go

batten down my hatches
I'll seal you to your fate
boil you up for breakfast
then pour you on my plate

but don't go pulling no hood over my face
you've lost when I have won the race
I've put you in your place


something like that, cheers for listening and reading, if you got that far👍


In Your Place

Ghost Town Approach

I was very lucky to collaborate with Philleann @philleann: on such a beautiful song. 
Peter @user-264930040 collaborated on the lyrics. 

The Glimmering Shore

They married in haste on a bright winter’s day 
Knowing the next tide would sail him away 
But he pledged his return come the warmth of the May
 And to wait for him there on the glimmering shore

High masted whaler, fading from view 
Beyond her horizon of shimmering blue 
Steeling her heart, through tearful adieu 
Set to wait for her love by that glimmering shore

May’s softness as swallows came dancing on air 
July blessed her life with his daughter so fair 
Then autumn winds rising, whispering despair 
While she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Darklings of winter, snow blankets the sand.
 Earth forged to ice, life stripped from the land. 
Daily returning, the horizon to scan 
To wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Weeks swelled to months that folded to years
 Hope’s light expiring, extinguished by fears 
And the salty sea roared and it crashed like her tears
As she waits for her love on that glimmering shore

Like a ship gripped by tempest ne’er to break free
 Her heart imprisoned on a turbulent sea. 
No lighthouse of guidance to lead her to lee. 
She'd wait for her love on that glimmering shore

Vocal - Suzanne Ledwith 
Guitar - Philip Hitt
Lyrics - Philip Dale & Peter Keenan 
Music - Philip Dale

Picture by Lukas Robertson via unsplash.com

The Glimmering Shore (feat. Philleann)

This is the story of Seagrave Tiller Hook and ladder 5211 who served with the Glencove Volunteers fire fighters  in Glencove, Long Island, new York from 1987 until 2011. when she finished service she was  bought by an Irish man called Liam Moore who has a passion for Fire Brigade and has quite a collection. He transported her from America to Ireland and this song tells the true story, or maybe a part of the tale of her travels from Glencove and her arrival here in Dublin. she is 56 foot long, 30tonne and has a 100f foot ladder, driven by a V8 engine and it was my pleasure to ride in her for a few hours with Liam.  Liam brings her to charity events and exhibitions to show her off and spend most of his time underneath or on top working on her. here is a youtube link to her arriving in Ireland, we will be putting a  youtube video for the song together in due course . 

Written, sung and produced by: Johnny Mc Farlane 

https://youtu.be/nnL5kTOqckI
Verse 1 
The story starts in  Glen Cove, long Island USA 
Ladder  5211 starts up  for her last day 
All the boys from the volunteers 
Could have filled up the water tanks with tears,  
They didn’t want to see her go away 
But they knew she had done her stint and that she couldn’t stay 
So they gave her a big send off and sent her on here way 
flashing lights and sirens blazing 
they all said their good bye that night
from the Station to the docks there wasn’t one dry eye in sight 

Chorus 
Oh Liam Moore’s fire Brigade is the best you’ve ever seen 
She’s 50 foot from front to back and he keeps her very clean 
She came all the way from Glen Cove City in the USA 
Now she’s parked in Liam Mores driveway and she’s here to stay 
 
                                Verse 2                                     
She was loaded up on a ship bound for Dublin IreLand 
Where Liam moore agus Laim Beag had everything in hand 
They couldn’t  hold in the  excitement 
when the ship docked at Dublin Keys 
And when the dockers took her off the ship they  both got weak at the knees

They drove her home via  pears street past Tara street fire station 
Where all the boys from the fire brigade  gave her a standing ovation 
They drive up O Connell street 
and past the GPO  
With the sirens on and flashing Lights it’s the only way to go . 

Chorus 
                             Verse 3 
All the neighbour on the road  were excited to see her arrive 
Liam knocked down half the house trying to get her in the drive 
And Annies from number 10  
Said Liam lock hard try that again 
He’s never going to get her in the drive 

Liam Moore ahus Liam beag  Took turns on the steering wheel 
And between the shouts and curing the grinding of the steel 
They eventually inched that big yoke in 
To a very small  tight space 
And when they turned the engine off see  the grin on Liam moors face

Chorus and change 
Well Liam loves this engine with all his heart 
and love nor money wouldn’t pull the 2 of them to part 
His heart his soul his everything has gone into this truck
Its cost him quite a lot of Do but he doesn’t give a Fiddlers

Liam Moore's fire brigade ( Full version )

Can You Hear Me  Blues

Homage to Relativity Theory's Centenary & Mr. Albert Einstein.
Based on a delightful 6/4 main theme by https://soundcloud.com/exploderamera, we offer to the listener some variations on 5/4, 4/4 & 2/4 signatures, relatively round composition, lotta love, and two questions...
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Music: ExploderaMera and E-Ruizzo
Lyrics: Albert Einstein
Vocals & Artwork: ExploderaMera
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There are five houses.
The Englishman lives in the red house.
The Spaniard owns the dog.
Coffee is drunk in the green house.
The Ukrainian drinks tea.
The green house is immediately to the right of the ivory house.
The Old Gold smoker owns snails.
Kools are smoked in the yellow house.
Milk is drunk in the middle house.
The Norwegian lives in the first house.
The man who smokes Chesterfields lives in the house next to the man with the fox.
Kools are smoked in the house next to the house where the horse is kept.
The Lucky Strike smoker drinks orange juice.
The Japanese smokes Parliaments.
The Norwegian lives next to the blue house"

Now, who drinks water?
Who owns the zebra?

ER00EC12

ELECTRON FLOW

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