The Feather

My friends' newborn was given the initials A. E. D. A.  I improvised this melody based on those four pitches.

Lullaby no. 1

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers:  All other instruments,  Arrangement & Production

Cover pic by The Artwork Factory

My wife Jo and I met at work, having applied for the same job and as luck would have it, we were both offered positions in the personnel department.  I was instantly attracted to her and though there was an eight year difference in age, we seemed to have a true likeness of mind, the only problem being that the two of us were in long-term relationships.  Still, this didn’t mean we couldn’t be friends and we began to spend many a happy lunch hour together. 

However, the more I got to know her, the more it became readily apparent that my feelings were much more than mere friendship.  What made every working day worthwhile were those lunch hours we’d spend together.  I simply couldn’t stop thinking about her but given our circumstances, I kept these feelings bottled up for two long years.  Eventually though, I decided to gather my courage in both hands and tell her I loved her.  To be honest, I expected to get a negative response but all she said was “We need to talk”.

We talked and talked and talked and talked about every potential eventuality but nothing ever changed the fact that I really did love her.  Despite the fact that she’d never considered the possibility of us being together, it was such a relief when she told me she was very willing to totally change the course of her life.  Talk about your heart skipping a beat…

OK, so it didn’t prove easy but neither of us has ever regretted one single thing.  Thirty five years on, we are still very much in love and this song celebrates those wonderful lunchtime meetings, sharing more and more of our feelings, growing ever close through a friendship that became a bond as close as any couple could wish to have.  We hadn’t a clue where it would go and yet here we both are.  I still cannot stop loving her.

I owe a debt of thanks to Hans and Gal who pulled out all the stops to get this song ready for Jo’s 58th birthday.  Cheers boys! (Terry Reeves)

A friendship without complications
Conversations with no need to end
No conditions between sharing moments 
Chance to smile avoid thoughts to send

Chorus:
I cannot stop, cannot stop, I cannot stop loving you
I cannot stop loving the way you move
I cannot stop loving you
I cannot stop hearing your loving groove 

Space between survives the madness 
Surrounding words no sense to see
Sharing stories sometimes sadness
Not knowing why we should let it be

Chorus

Surprise connection with a distance
No disagreement but avoid a close look
Cautions grow, can’t change persistence 
The fairytale of perfect stays in the book

Chorus

I CANNOT STOP LOVING YOU - CRIPPLE CLUB

Gaz Brownie:  Lyrics, Melody, Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass at Vestervang, DK

Thanks so much for this brilliant collab, Gaz! I' m more than happy!

Whiteheat Happiness  ft. GAZ BROWNIE

The Lost Tapes (EP) - from the vaults of FAR Studios and Europasound Studios - consisting of recently uncovered original tracks, previously unreleased new songs (different mixes and alternate remixes) from 1985 - presented by Tobias Freund and Peter Heckmann.

Performed by Alexandra Graf (vocals) and Peter Heckmann (keyboard and drum programming, bass)

Additional musicians:
Wolfgang Palm (PPG programming)
Chris Evans (keyboards)
Tobias Freund (keyboards)
Peter Weihe (guitars)
Milos Vuckovic (guitars)
Pete Christlieb (Sax)

All "The Raining Heart" compositions and lyrics by Tobias Freund, Alexandra Graf und Peter Heckmann.

Originally produced by Peter Heckmann for Tinus Musikverlag, Frankfurt (*Raining Heart / *Alien Beat) and Constant Musikverlag, Hamburg (*Hollywood).

Originally recorded January/February 1985 at Europasound Studios - then mixed at FAR Studios in 1986 and now newly mastered at Non Standard Studios, Berlin by Tobias Freund in 2025.

The Lost Tapes

Cold Train

Buy at Bandcamp

Cold Train - Single (Remaster 2025)

Test for using guitar as midi controller 
https://youtu.be/eaAxrlAB5m8

The End

Jar Of Jarre 12

method: vst, mainly, and balabolka TTS - until Jeff plucked his guitar into that magic pedal .... I had to dumb the upload down from wav to mp3 to make soundcloud accept it.

narration: you might be familiar with the lyrics - yes, this is the very poem you have heard on Hakan's Shuffle in a different setting ;-)

image: copyright jo richter (using elements photographed on a theatre in Budapest in 2009)

Poem / copyright Jeff Gardiner and jo richter:

in the nick of time
he gave in to dissent
for the mute perceptive mime
manically made him raise his head and unmaimed hand in mine

praise the unerring rebellion
in subconsentious unison
the empty shells of every single silly little thing
ahh, the knell, the bells, fashioned from our fathers’ coral vaults

selling out, shelling round, all around in disarray
vainly making everybody wane and wade into the fray
with withered, bamboo-watered canes - - - fracking shist
where our homes are still purported to exist

while scattered scraps of all things past, scantily, scantily clad,
protrude and flutter in the wind, strained and restrained by the net
of pleasant pleas - and subltleties are colors bright and crude -
watch the Mad Hatter's stint unwind in minor keys -
i thought that that - that hat that sat so squat- was you

at the academy of sovereignty
where massive piles of bones and crows
dominate the dark demeanor of the distant
tears of laughter, tears of loudly lovin’ laughter, that's exactly what we're after

in the purple land of diffidence
buying purple brands of pale deliverance
in the hidden forgotten region, religion
where forgetting – like neglecting - is an optional behavior
and of course, everybody's carcass, corpse keeps looking for a savior

down by the trodden, the unsavoury sovereign shouted
raw with the rotten game of galactic gallows and thrones
ah the one and only poet of starvation
standing in the market of used emotion

endless aisles, end base piles of sadness
masters mean and dirty and their slaves
bargain bins of binary longing, belonging, unrequited love
there’s a sale on betrayal - two for a dollar and three for none

thought i saw a broken bit of joy that once belonged to me
Though when i had it, it was absolutely free
Now they're askin’ fifty, literally frivolous dollars--

mother of deception of the self
see me on my knees, subordinate
to her immaculate calamity
that has transactional realities cooperate
under towers dark with blinded blinds
of my infantile infinity--

i asked my shadow: would she follow me
like a puppy with a crush, herself a pet invertebrate,
to inclinations more persian, more parisian than her will or mine
where i might find a package deal on Love -

on the moon, it read in slowly moving neon letters -
shadows neither show nor speak concerning primal matters!
no, said I, shadows squall and squeal and squeak

drinking gin on the rocks is not that bad at all
since it became impossible to find an Avacado
or my favorite alcohol
just don't answer when she fails to call-

kung tze in the subway car

Kung Tze in the Subway Car - with stonerjazz

Old Ideas from Old Email


To my surprise, I found some of my old music ideas in my old email account. I thought I had lost them forever.

I had forgotten that a lot of music sharing used to happen through emails.

Some of those recordings were made in Audacity, and later on, I moved to Logic Pro 9. There were many of my own ideas, but also a few collaborations and jam sessions with friends.

2012 03 08 idea

threshold privacy

Spitfire Audio - British Drama Toolkit - Ensembles + Main

Together

Scores are available for study or performance for the asking, in pdf form or as hard copy.

VFrost2468@gmail.com

Lullaby no. 1

Victor Frost — composer