Written 1984 by Terry Reeves
Performed by: Vocals - Terry Reeves, Guitar Terry Reeves, Bass - Brian Reeves
Recorded: Wallington Croydon London


For me George Best was the greatest player that ever lived, but suffered from being better at what he did than everybody else. 
At one time in my life I think I was within an inch of becoming an alcoholic and yes at the time it solved all my problems. I was rescued by a beautiful women but unfortunately George was not.
He was one of my greatest heroes and I spent a large amount of my early years trying to emulate some of his football skills. I was given the opportunity to meet him on two occasions and he was a really nice genuine man and I was really upset when he died.
My brother Brian and me completed this recording in one afternoon and he came up with the fantastic bass line, it was always our intention to develop it and take it further.

This is my tribute to George Best

LYRICS

Yes I drank the bottle dry
Please don't ask the question why
Just except this drunken man
Drinking for another plan

Couldn't take things in my stride
Second place it hurt my pride
Told to take some time to think
Think I'll have another drink

CHORUS

Yes he's the greatest he really has it all
The king of any man who ever kicked a ball
He makes the head lines every time he shows his face
I wonder if they know our hero up in space
If not it's just a disgrace

He's here
Georgie   
No fear

Tried to force me to retire
From the bottle I admire
Knew I'd lose out in the end
Destroying me or my best friend

Belong to no one else but me
I'm not public property
I know I have myself to blame
Life is not my favourite game

CHORUS

It's not as sad as you might think
Not looking for a missing link
And I don't need an open door 
Cause all I have to do is poor

Georgie Georgie come back Georgie
Georgie Georgie come back Georgie

Best Of Both Worlds

Rizlix is an artist i have long admired for his sophisticated and sublime music , crossing many boundaries with his audio visions , go check out his amazing work here https://soundcloud.com/rizlix
Lyrics:-
We're now in the fourth dimension
Where the mud comes up to your knees
With the dirt and filth
We're heading for ascension
But this move feels like a very bitter pill

The dark 
Exposed
By light
Shine on

To get to where we're going
We have to feel the pain 
And only then can look back
To know 
We wouldn't do it again
The bridge to all the sunshine
Is filled with days of rain
Arriving on the other side
It's darker days
That show you the way

Rizlix/winkandwoo 2024

Darker Days

Darker Days - Rizlix & winkandwoo

A track written for my daughter who was born on the 15th September 2024.
I sampled a recording of her heartbeat into the track 🤍

Guitars used:
Yamaha Revstar Standard (P90 pickups)
Fender Precision Bass 

Plugins used:
Line 6 Helix Native 
The Crow Hill Company - Vaults Beta - Attic Grand and R&D Strings
Toontrack EZ Keys - Cinematic Grand and Synthwave 
Arturia Analog Lab V
Toontrack EZ Drummer 3 

Cover photo generated by A.I

I.A.G

Purple Candy Smile

The Smoking Trout is back with a new chapter in the saga of the Holy Dumpling.  Was great to hear Uziel in front of the mic again as well as Tot laying the beats.   Jeff and Terry remain masters of their domain. 

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Vocals, Lyrics, Original Idea, Acoustic Guitar, and Artwork

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Electric Guitar & Bridge

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea - @tea_are_sea -- Synths & Production

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Catch up with the first 10 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics (by Stonerjazz):

We all chose it, we arrived here at this self-same place
he liked to think that he had earned it
but that simply not the case.
He just dreamed it up one sunday afternoon
while drowsing and lounging in the Ether
where the US resides
while living on a Proton Banished
to the outskirts of a single Atom
In a single Universe-
It was a wicked Curse, specifically designed for him
A scorcerer, Albert Rufus Smith
Stole a Rocket ship and he took it to Uriah
He was a rascal and scoundrel and a liar and a thief
But he had a magic knife that he had won in a game of dice
on a stormy night in a corner of some ruins
in the desert in december by the fire light with some other witches from Oaxaca
where he'd Spied Roberta picking magic mushrooms naked in the moonlight
with her brothers and her sisters and some others from the Bus-
It seems that Albert Rufus Smith Was Smitten

The eternal now is Wow
When we wonder why we wander
where we will
while walking walking walking to fulfill
the contemplated vacancy
Beyond the vast Horizen

Alberts knife was sliver with a handle made of Amber
when he held it high above his head
it gave off a blinding light
and on that night on the planet of Uriah
when Gus and all his jolly happy hopeful holograms arrived
on that Beat-up Bus
That formulated plan in Alberts wicked head
appeared to be on Track
had he not been messmerized by Roberta's perfect presence and physic
he might have pulled it off, that dirty rotten little sneak--

Sid and Larry caught him and his Cronies
trying to steal the bus and Abduct
Sally and Roberta too, Who
were sleeping on the bus in the back together as they always do,
And Gus was not Amused-
Albert seemed to be confused until he held his Magic knife up high
and blinded ever bodies eye
and in a frantic flight he escaped into the distant night--

Albert Rufus Smith (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #11)

*Listen w Headphones!

Great interview with Aldous Huxley (1958)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alasBxZsb40

Had to salvage and rework this project and replaced most of the samples I used to avoid SC copyright shenanigans. This is one of many from Frawstakwa and IPG1 I have to rework. Nothing to fancy hope the volume isn't to loud still have bad hearing! Cheers have a great Wknd / Week

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Info about A.Huxley
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aldous_Huxley

Samples used

Frawstakwa
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa

Lyrical Smirks
https://soundcloud.com/user-820148039/doris-daywav

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Remixed by LS / 2024.

The Huxley Theory feat Frawstakwa / A.Huxley

Recording sessions from 20/03/2024 - 14/04/2024.

presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite,   Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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❤️🕊️🙏

202-3

202 - 3 - ❤️🕊️🙏

Dear friends, A song for the most sensitive in our society.

Respect

Dear friends, how lovely they are, the girls in our world.
They may be our daughters or our wifes
and there are also those girls that we don’t know
but it doesn’t matter at all
we must show them all respect, no matter who they are

Dear friends, the women are exposed to evil during war
there may be soldiers who treat the girls so bad
and sometimes rape has been used by cruel men
as a weapon for scaring the folks
they must show girls all respect, no matter who they are

Dear friends, how lovely they are, the kids in our world
we must protect them against all evil that arise
they may not even be safe around their home 
there may be terrible men who are tempting them  
with dangerous pills and other stuff that harm the childrens brains

Dear friends some countries refuse education to girls
one might wonder who came up with these ideas
it is not fair since the girls are as bright as men
and it seems that the girls are oppressed
we must show them all respect, no matter gender they have

Respect - 2024-11-07 18.33 (Lyrics in English below)

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Vocals & lyrics : Janne Hennie

I wake up this morning
Had a good nights sleep
Get ready for the day
With good energy
The phone rings
It is you
Want something from me..

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
You never give up
I'm almost empty, can't you see?

I have to hide my power button
So you won't find it again
Will not answer when you call
Won't call you friend
The only times you make contact
Is when you want something from me..

I will use the rest of me
On what makes me feel good
What gives me energy
And don't suck it out
So don't call me anymore
You get nothing from me..

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
You never give up
I'm almost empty , can't you see?

You keep pushing my power button
You ain't nothing but a thief
Whenever I have some energy left
You suck it out of me
You never stop
You never give up
I'm almost empty, can't you see?

My Power Button

Lost And Falling (2024)

Dear friends, the conditions for lots of people have become worse for every minute.
Warlords are increasingly sending rockets and robots at innocent people! The warlords must have gone completely, utterly insane! I cannot understand that they take the right to kill other people!
In addition to this, the acts of war lead to enormous emissions of greenhouse gases, which worsens the catastrophic climate situation that prevails right now! People must escape from weather disasters and bombs!


Lyrics in English

Hopeful Memories

They have left their home for a while
they miss everything nice that they had
not least all the flowers
which they cultivated together during all the years they were together
and they think back and they remember their beautiful children

They have been walking for many weeks in the rain
and they don't have rain gear with them
and all the water it flows down
along the back and further down to nobler parts
and they shed a tear and they miss their beautiful children

One might wonder why they have to flee
they haven't hurt any fly yet
there has been a lot of storm and rain
and they cannot remain in their home down by the edge of the sea
and they don't know where their children have gone now

There are many places on our earth
where the people have to leave their home
it may be due to weather and wind
but in some places there are those who shoot with cannons
and then they have to flee - and then they want to take all the children with them

Lyrics in Swedish

Hoppfulla Minnen

De har lämnat sitt hem för ett tag
de saknar allt fint som de haft
inte minst alla blommorna
som de odlat tillsammans under alla de år som de haft ihop
och de tänker tillbaks och de minns sina fina barn

De har vandrat många veckor i regn
och de har inga regnkläder med
och allt vattnet det rinner ned
längs med ryggen och vidare ner till ädlare delar
och de släpper en tår och de saknar sina fina barn

Man kan undra varför de måste fly
de har inte gjort nån fluga förnär
det har varit mycket storm och regn
och de kan inte bo kvar i sitt hem där nere vid havets rand
och de vet inte var deras barn har tagit vägen nu

Det finns väldigt många platser på vår jord
där folket måste lämna sitt hem
det kan vara på grund av väder och vind
men på vissa ställen det finns dom som skjuter med kanoner
och då måste dom fly - och då vill dom få alla barnen med

Souvenirs pleins d'espoir

Ils ont quitté leur domicile depuis un moment
tout ce qu'ils avaient de bien leur manque
surtout toutes les fleurs
qu'ils ont cultivé ensemble pendant toutes les années où ils étaient ensemble
et ils repensent et ils se souviennent de leurs beaux enfants

Ils marchent depuis plusieurs semaines sous la pluie
et ils n'ont pas de vêtements de pluie avec eux
et toute l'eau qui coule
le long du dos et plus bas vers les parties les plus nobles
et ils ont versé une larme et leurs beaux enfants leur manquent

On pourrait se demander pourquoi ils doivent fuir
ils n'ont pas encore fait de mouche
il y a eu beaucoup de tempête et de pluie
et ils ne peuvent pas rester dans leur maison au bord de la mer
et ils ne savent pas où sont allés leurs enfants maintenant

Il existe de nombreux endroits sur notre terre
où les gens doivent quitter leur maison
cela peut être dû à la météo et au vent
mais dans certains endroits il y a ceux qui tirent avec des canons
et puis ils doivent fuir - et ensuite ils veulent emmener tous les enfants avec eux