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MOVE ALONG, PLEASE, NOTHING TO HEAR HERE various artists vol 5

This track has been produced as an entry for a compilation which might possibly be released someday as digital album on BandCamp. A link to it will be added here whenever it will be out. I'm grateful to the organizer for having been invited to participate, I'm sure it will be an awesome set. And it has been a honour and a pleasure for me to collaborate once again with Her (Vocal) Majesty Myrh (@myrhyum | @tariqa-kali) on this piece, which wouldn't make sense without her contribution.

Myrh : vocals & their premix
Teth Sin : electric guitars, bağlama, samplers (drums, percussions), synthesizer, vocals, sound design, final vocal arrangement/mix

Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

We Control Your Dream

We Control Your Dream | feat. Myrh

(Written by Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves: Lead Vocal
Gordon Midgley: Guitars/Bass/Moog/ Backing Vocals
Arkestar: Horns & Horn Arrangement
Gary Reeves: Drums/Percussion
Arrangement, Production & Final Mix by Gordon Midgley

In case you’re wondering why the track is called what it is then I cannot tell a lie. it’s all Gordon’s fault.  I was having an email conversation with him about life, the universe and everything when, for no reason I could easily glean at the time, he said “I’ve got to go and walk to Asda in the fog". I wasn’t sure if he meant he could only walk to Asda if there was fog or that he just needed a walk in the fog and Asda was as welcoming a place to go as anywhere else or, more simply, that he had to get some groceries and Asda was the nearest and most convenient place to go in such inclement weather. Whatever the reason, my immediate thought was “What a great title for a song…”.

There’s certainly no shortage of songs about Covid-19 but I just couldn’t resist the temptation Gord had inadvertently sent my way to vent some of my Covid frustrations.  If you chance read the lyrics and aren’t from the UK, I should explain that all of the words in capital letters are the names of UK supermarket chain stores.  You may also be wondering why I mentioned the Royal Yacht so, for those of you that hadn’t heard, our wonderful government, in the midst of the pandemic and the financial constraints it was placing on the country, announced that it was commissioning the building of a new one at a cost of somewhere around 200 million pounds.  Isn’t it good to know they have their fingers firmly on the pulse of public spending at times like these?

For some time now, Gal and myself have wanted to work on a track with both Gord and Arkestar and for many reasons, this particular song seemed to lend itself really well to the idea.  We’d therefore both like to thank them for lending their unrelentingly brilliant skills and commitment to the entire project and for making it such a complete pleasure to work on.  We certainly had more fun than we’d a right to. Thanks again for listening. (Terry Reeves)

Walking to ASDA in the fog
Every step with a loud paradiddle 
Avoid a variant of thickening smog
Strings of ministers in cabinet fiddle

Who got it?

Running to TESCO in falling snow
Remaining safe, wash all our hands
Vaccination waits for protection show
Sharp scratch but no summer sands

She got it
He got it

Skate to SAINSBURY’S on slippery ice
Peering to find the unforgiven Lord
Discuss the increasing price of rice
Politicians cut with ceremonial sword

Who needs it?

One, two cold runnings to MORRISON’S way
Sliding monobob a lonely lockdown 
Cresta pandemic flat on skeleton tray
Oxford to Moderna safety COVID town

Middle

Adventurous trip to the ICELAND’S
Climbing frozen peaks in cabinet change
Arctic conditions finding blue diamonds
Words of memoirs on only one page

Who reads it?

Freezer in ALDI like a 63 mission
Hunting food to last past pandemic 
People buy rolls with zero nutrition 
Persuasion ignored by Academics 

Who wants it?
They missed it

Running to LIDL in the ice-kissed smog
Chance of surviving a Third World War
Is there time to buy a new Royal Yacht?
I don’t think so!

WALKING TO ASDA IN THE FOG:  CRIPPLE CLUB with GORDON MIDGLEY & ARKESTAR

Haven't We Met Before, Somewhere? [An original piano improvisation]

I made this for my little sister; it's a string of cameos about the town where we were born and raised - a suburb of Newcastle Upon Tyne.  Low income, but real world, real people, real troubles, real joy, real love, real communities, real humour, real music, real life.  All in gloriously rough 1960's industrial working class North East England monochrome.

For those of you not from that part of the world, lyric translations back to English are available upon request. :)

Started as a scribble, pretended to be a poem for a while, then I decided to noodle along and then.....  Ah, you know how it is.....in Byker town.
__________________________________________________________________

Byker Town

Wallpaper of steam trains
Where the sweeping headlights sprawled
‘Cross the ceiling to the old piano
Up against my bedroom wall
In ‘67 the lid came down
Never played again so fair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Cross the bridge to get to school
Rope swings underneath
Bull’s eyes from the slaughterhouse 
Bombed out rail yard stark relief
Billy Smart’s big top’s coming down
But I don’t care
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Stench of old men in the Raby Arms
A bottle of dog to take back yem
Dominos and baccy tins
Were all that mattered way back then
Every retail product to be found
In Ernie’s shop just six foot square
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Quayside Sunday mornings
Champion, just the job
A week of meat to feed the bairns
For only fower bob
Scranshins from the chippy van ‘round
The side door of the Mayfair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Sent out on the Wednesday
In Charlie Shepherd’s finest rags
Over to the smokies
To get free broken kippers by the bag
Dad got paid when Thursday came around
Treats for us to share
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Front step full of babbies
Grazed knees on skinny legs
Back lane rows of nappies
Her face is full of wooden pegs
He’s on the dole no work to be found
Torn bookie slips by his chair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Nets twitching down the road
Never washed in years
Kids with mucky faces 
Almost clean behind the ears
Never seem to have a frown
Owning only what they wear
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Give up all the baggage I’ve got now
Of life in disrepair
I’m walking back to Byker town
I’ll meet you there.

Byker Town

I once read that you better not listen to the original when you want to make a cover version of a song. So I did record this without listening, I only had the lyrics and chords from a songbook, that I found in the public library. The instrumental melody was not in the book, but I remembered that part.
After recording I listened to the original. It seems I switched the order of some parts, but that’s not a big deal. That there was also an intro in the Simply Red version, I totally forgot. And that it was originally a Barry White song was a surprise to me, I had no idea.

Covers

It's only love

It's only love doing its thing (Simply red)

© David Skellenger March 2014
HERE WE GO...

Harpin' With Mr. Fender Rhodes

Moody atmospheric track with a strong beat and instrumental edge.

Before

Radiant

Clown's Lament

Sk & Tubo   Clown's Lament 2 (testo di Anam & Sk)

GOLDILOCKS PLANET

YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST

I’M NOT QUITE SURE
WHERE OR WHEN
MY LIFE TOOK THE FIRST
OF HER MANY WRONG TURNS

FOR DAYS OF SADNESS
SEEM TO MINGLE
BLURRING IN MY MIND
THE FINE LINE
THAT DIVIDES
ALL THE GOOD TIMES
FROM THE BAD TIMES
ALL THE HAPPY 
FROM THE SAD

YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST
YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST

ALTHOUGH MY DAY 
BEGINS WITH TEARS
AND WORKS IT’S WAY
THROUGH ALL MY FEARS
SOMETIMES I’M LIFTED
FROM THIS GLOOM
WHEN SHAPE AND SHADOW
FILL THE ROOM

BUT LONELY MINDS
TORMENT WITH TRICKS
MENDING HEARTS
THAT NEVER FIX
BRINGING HOPE
WHERE DREAMS ARE STONE
TILL ONCE AGAIN
YOU’RE LEFT ALONE

YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST
YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST



DON’T I EXIST IN THE EYES OF THIS WORLD
AM I AS NOTHING TO EVERY GIRL
AM I THE WEAKLING
RIPE FOR THE PICKING
LONELY PARIAH
IN A UNIVERSE OF KINGS AND QUEENS
IN A UNIVERSE OF TWO EXTREMES
NEITHER ONE OF WHICH WAS MEANT TO BE
A PLACE WHERE EVERYONE EXISTS BUT ME

TO BE TRUTHFUL
THINGS BEGAN TO FALL APART
LONG BEFORE
MY LIFE DID START

DESTINED FOR ONE THOUSAND YEARS
BORN TO BE WHERE NO ONE CARES
MAYBE I WAS MEANT TO BE
A FAILURE AND A NOBODY

SOME MIGHT SEE THE IRONY
THE UNDERBELLY COMEDY
HAVING WON THE RIGHT TO LIFE
I LOST THE WILL TO LIVE

YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST
YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST

IT’S SO HARD TO COME TO TERMS
WITH THE FACT YOU’RE NEVER HEARD
AND YOU’RE ONLY EVER SEEN
AS A WASHED UP NEVER-BEEN

PEOPLE PASS YOU BY
NEVER LOOK YOU IN THE EYE
CAN’T AFFORD THE TIME OF DAY
WAIT UNTIL YOU GO AWAY

EVEN THOSE WHO SAY THEY CARE
WITH A CUSTOMARY TEAR
MUCH LIKE FRIENDS OF WEATHER FAIR
ONE BY ONE DO DISAPPEAR

YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST
YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON’T EXIST

DON’T I EXIST IN THE EYES OF THIS WORLD
AM I AS NOTHING TO EVERY GIRL
AM I THE WEAKLING
RIPE FOR THE PICKING
LONELY PARIAH
IN A UNIVERSE OF KINGS AND QUEENS
IN A UNIVERSE OF TWO EXTREMES
NEITHER ONE OF WHICH WAS MEANT TO BE
A PLACE WHERE EVERYONE EXISTS BUT ME


YOU TREAT ME LIKE I DON'T EXIST

DON'T LET THE SUN SET UPON YOUR ANGER

DAVID BOWIE (CINEMATIC GOTH)

THE WORLD IS YOUR ASHTRAY

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American Psycho(Prod By JDubL)

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Finally come to terms with the fact that I'm PLAYING TO AN AUDIENCE OF ONE, and even I have to FORCE myself to listen!!!
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My approach to making music is to go wherever it takes me! Last place I wish to go is where lust for fame & fortune might take me!

The audience my music can reach is limited by my no boundaries, on the fly, go with the flow, unruly approach; it means occasional tracks will appeal to those with particular tastes, but all of it will appeal to the select few who like anything different!

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