Name: Come On Now.https://youtu.be/cya7ryz2PwU by Willem de Fouw (Wilson 1963
Duration: 3 min 8 s
Description: Track i made for a friend. You find the song on Menno Sabel YouTube channel. With lots of famous people on photo. From his fathers collection.He worked as a press photographer.

This is very chill. I like to listen to this while I'm sitting on the beach.

Haven't been by in a while. Soothing. enjoyed.

Driving music and I'm gone!! Enjoying these quick hits. Durge

Such nice development in your music and top-shelf production. The bass is lovely in this song underscoring the melodic theme.

I went far away , worked hard all those days , Harvey
I made what father said , had a big success life and earned lot of money
Came back to this little town , because things turned bad , my friend ...
...
I've meet a woman , Harvey , do you remember , Harvey
When we were young , was , in love with her …
...
I made love and had a child or two, had a women too , Harvey
They all have passed away , I stay here with only my guitar , my friend
Do you have a little place Harvey , for me to enjoy , life , where I just can stay …
We're 75 Harvey , last chance to life now
Make peace and love , in that little town , you and me , my friend …
...
Girls always said : no thank you Harvey ! Get Never lucky , Harvey
You stayed here with the birds , watching each falling leaf , a pleasure to stay
I'm there again , you're not alone , any more , my friend …
...
We're 75 Harvey , we'll find new wife , and love now
In this little town , you and me , again , my friend …

© Xanylovem  - Sept. 2017

75 Harvey

Little Blossom Tree / After The Rain

After The Rain

Fruits of my Labor day weekend 9/4/2023
Original written by: Michael Stipe, Mike Mills, Peter Buck, William Barry of REM off the Murmur Album 1983 IRS Label, now 2012 Universal Music Enterprises, a UMG subsidiary

09042023

Perfect Circle (instrumental cover) REM

Introduction in English:

On a Saturday, 9 June 1989, I receive a phone call from my mother at around 6 am. She seems to be laughing. But as it soon turns out, tears are bursting out of her. At first she can only say one sentence: "Your father is dead". Then her voice fails. I, who has just been roused from my sleep by the ringing, at first think it's a bad joke. My father, not even 55 years old, dead, who had been so full of energy in the last few months? With whom I had spoken lively on the phone just a week ago?
Then my eldest sister comes to the phone. She speaks like a robot, as if she has frozen all her feelings inside herself.
She confirms the sudden death of my father from a heart attack and urges me to come immediately from Berlin to southern Germany (800 kilometres away).
Much of what happened after that - from the last encounter with my father in the morgue, to the years of vacillating between feelings of liberation and sometimes massively frightening "I'll bring you to me in the realm of the dead" nightmares after his funeral, to finding a deeper inner peace with him in the last few years - I wrote down and sang about in the following song "My Father in Heaven".      
However, the song lyrics are not chronological, but set in 2011, in which I am all alone on a beautiful summer day in the cemetery where my father's grave is located. From this day I start a retrospective and an outlook.     

Lyrics:

My Father in Heaven

What a beautiful day
All alone in the graveyard 
Come to visit you
Without a grudge

It's unbelievably quiet
Hear the dead deep asleep 
In an beyond harbour
Be with you soon

I hated you sometimes 
Had you so gladly touched,
You're gone too soon 
Left me alone with the dirt 
Of this life.

Wanted to tell you so much more 
You can't sneak away like that
A moment ago you were still there  
I felt quite close to you,

Now only 
A cold hand in the morgue
Nothing more moves

My father in heaven, 
I miss you very much, 
With wistfulness my heart sometimes
Becomes so heavy

When you were suddenly dead
Many things seemed easier, 
I moved forward in life, 
I looked free

but when I slept at night,
you'd come into my dreams, 
trying to pull me over, 
to the land beyond.

You didn’t let me go for so long 
Lying like a black mourning box
On my chest and belly, 
Felt like I was in a tube 
Trapped by you.

Often couldn’t defend myself
Felt completely without power 
When in the deep of the night
you came to my room, 

without a body, 
pure soul contact,
worlds still unknown to me.

Father in heaven,
do you hear me now,
I speak to you in peace, 
I am no longer hurt.

Your grave is newly decorated,
I've picked a bouquet for you, 
I sit down with you, 
I surrender tot he silence
peaceful silence. 

I am here now, you there
even if the wall separates us,
we see each other invisibly, 
You always stay close to me, 

I'll go on now, 
Stay here, 
I'll be back soon

Father in heaven
I think of you often 
You are indispensable, 
Come with me....

My Father in Heaven

My Father In Heaven

Escape : Cookie Jay

Written by Michael Masser & Gerry Goffin. Originally recorded by Marilyn McCoo & Billy Davis Jr.      Withney Houston's version is most known..

Saving All My Love For You

When I received the email asking me if I was interested in collaborating with Dirk from The Gatsbys even  before I heard the track the answer was yes.
When I heard the track I was blown away by the instrumental and the big Rickenbacker sound.
The Rick sound had always been a big influence on my 90s band This Elegant Chaos. So it was a pleasure to be involved writing lyrics and singing on the track .
The song is a true story based on an extremely close friendship that spans from kids to the present day.
And how the dynamics of friends choices  in parters later in life changes how that friendship develops. 
Still always best friends because that we never change but that doesn’t mean the relationship doesn’t.
What’s ever said and done and when there’s nothing left to defend you will always defend them to the end. That’s just how it is. 

 Nothing Left To Defend (Lyric’s) 

V1
We don’t see each other like we used to do 
She as your location keeping  tabs on you 

Bridge 2
We’ve been tight since we were kids
We argued you even broke my ribs
From the boxing club to the paired bout
I swung a right it nearly knocked you out 

V2
To me  you were my mothers other prodigal son
She loved you like her own called her son of a gun 

Bridge 1

We layed down the gloves and then we hugged 
Walked straight out of that  boxing club 
Swore never to fight each other again
And save ourselves from jellybrain 

Chorus 1
When there’s nothing left to defend 
I will still defend you to the  end 
When there’s nothing left to defend 
Like brothers in arms we bare the scars 


V3
From the rowdy pubs to the mirrorballs hanging in  the night clubs
You attracted trouble wherever ever you stood 
I wouldn’t change a thing we had the world at our feet 
And if it was a movie I’d play it all  on repeat 

Bridge 3

God I miss you & those nights out
When life was more than a roundabout 
And now it’s just one of those things
It was Never To Much  we would sing 

Long Chorus 
When there’s nothing left to defend 
I will still defend you to the end 
When there’s nothing left to defend 
I will still defend you to the end 
When there’s nothing left to defend 
It’s blood brothers  to the end 
When there’s nothing left to defend
Like brothers in arms we bare the scars

Nothing Left to Defend by Gaz Brownie & The Gatsbys

Produced by Cookie Jay

Ft. Mike Bryant on Guitar and Kit Gratrix on Keyboards

Black Rabbit

Nobody Knows

WHO PUT BELLA IN THE WYCH ELM ! 

A true and fascinating story of an unsolved murder that is literally five minutes from my house in Hagley Woods.
When I first moved to the area more than 30 years ago I would see homemade signs around on the road islands saying……
Who But Bella In The Wych Elm.
No internet or google to look things up, so I was puzzled to what it meant for a while until a local newspaper did a feature on the story explaining.
Back in the early 1940s four  teenage boys found the skeleton remains of a female pushed down into the hollow of a wych elm tree in Hagley Woods while they were out poaching for rabbits and bird eggs to supplement their diets in war time. The skeleton had been there 18 months or more.
There are many wild and wonderful theories of how and why she was put there but still to this day no one knows the real truth.
She was wearing a wedding ring and had been a mother according to the police’s original autopsy. Why wasn’t she missed someone must have known her. 
The world  still goes crazy for the unsolved murder with films, books , plays, BBC  podcasts and documentaries still being made. One site on YouTube as received over 6 million streams, so this isn’t  just local gossip.
This lady was named Bella after the early graffiti chalked on walls in the surrounding areas that said Who Put Bella In The Wych Elm .
She deserves to be treated with compassion, respect and dignity. 
I hope this song goes a little way to that. I fitted the lyrics around to a wonderful piece of music that Noobly had already created. Sometimes it’s just feels he as a catalogue of perfect instrumentals to fit certain themes, what a talented man & friend.
If you want to find out more 
then the  BBC have probably the best  story that  kind of makes sense and cuts through the nonsense and bullshit that surrounds the murder.
Check it out on their podcast called The Body In The Tree by journalist Nicola Goodwin. Eight short episodes of fantastic honest journalism. 
The cover picture is the actual Police map that marks out the wood and where the Wych Elm was, so I’m told.
My fascination with this only exists because it’s on my doorstep and when I drive past the wood I always give her a kind thought. Her skeleton was never been  buried and stayed in Police archives for years and got  moved around the city . They have said they have lost her skeleton so are unable to do a modern dna test to trace her identity. 
More like it’s to costly and resources are better spent on recent crime not a murder over 80 years ago. She will never be laid to rest. 

BELLA
Bella oh Bella x2

V1
It seems you once were a mother, 
and you may have even been a wife
Because you were wearing a wedding ring on that fatal night
And we’re  you from around here
Surely you were missed you my dear
You’ve become a local iconic figure
know one knows you but your so familiar 
Oh Bella 

Chorus
It’s a story that still intrigues and know one seems to know 
And the graffiti as always showed 
Who put Bella in the wych elm
Bella x2 baby you deserve so more than this 
Bella x2 baby was it covered up or was something missed 
Bella baby 

Who Put Bella In The Wych Elm

V2
They gave you a name to make you exist
Bella is beautiful in Italian so hard to resist 
Theories without fact so many tales  & stories 
It was a long time ago now back in the 1940s 

Chorus 

Who Put Bella In The Witch Elm 

Into :
Bella Bella baby what was your name 
Bella Bella baby forever in fame
Bella Bella baby you deserve so much more than this 
Bella Bella baby I think  something was a miss 
Bella baby

Bella ~ Conscience Of Kings

Track i made for a friend. You find the song on Menno Sabel YouTube channel. With lots of famous people on photo. From his fathers collection.He worked as a press photographer.

Come On Now.https://youtu.be/cya7ryz2PwU

When I was 9 years I got my first guitar lesson.
From then on I played in numerous coverbands.
In 2020 I stopped playing gigs and started to work in my home studio.
All of the songs on SoundCloud are own compositions.

Wilson just want to make music for the fun. And thanks to all the people who take the time to come and listen. Lots of love And greetings from The Netherlands🇳🇱 No Fame Just Fun. 
In my YouTube Chanel Willem de Fouw you will find a clip of me recording in my studio.
https://youtu.be/KOUyLsIZIVM

https://youtu.be/cya7ryz2PwU

https://youtube.com/shorts/ils9GF3gyvI?feature=share.    So be it

The link below a collaboration Juan Aguirre and Wilson.

https://soundcloud.com/juan_aguirre/juan-aguirre-featuring-wilson-tides/s-FqBdxBX4i0Q?si=6d0a8a184eb248a7bd79c7a9f5a9282b&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

E-mail w.defouw@hotmail.com

Come On Now.https://youtu.be/cya7ryz2PwU

Willem de Fouw (Wilson 1963

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