Great work Zachary. Is this a family tale ?

"life leaves a scar, a little reminder of how you got to where you are" - love that line, Zachary. Great story song! :)

Seven Stories (Remixed)

Abstract Blues

Drums, organ, piano, synths by https://soundcloud.com/shaemoseley
Bass by Dave Lowell
Backing vocals by Kate DeToye
Photograph by Adalbert Defner

In the square of an old French town there was a wishing well
And the lovers and the lepers were drawn to its magic tale
They cast their fortunes and they blindly hoped away
And their lives were changed by some loving hand of fate
Oh, and the sick were cured on sight
And the estranged, they reunite
And the barren vine, they all grew ripe
And everything was alright
Everything was alright
Everything in this great, big world, it was alright
It was all, It was all, it was all, it was alright
Everything in the world, it was alright
Enter Nathaniel, who was more monster than boy
And he eyed the fountain's treasures like the toddler eyes the toy
He reached his hand into the blue and he filled his pockets full of gold
Oh, and what happens next could have never been foretold
Oh, the remission, well, it subsides
And the lovers, they all divide
And the fruit died on the vine
And everything was not alright
Everything in the world was not alright
We were far, we were far, we were far away from alright
Everything in the world was not alright
Oh, Nathan, what did you do?
How could someone so young be so cruel?
How do we fix this, what do we do?
Can we wish it away and make it all new?
That's it, that's just what we'll do
I've got a coin and I'll give to you
You could make everything alright
With just one wish you could make everything alright
Throw the coin in the fountain and make everything alright
You could make it alright

The Thief of Wishes

Produced, recorded and mixed by PROJECTOR
Mastered by Katie Tavini 
Out now

chemical - PROJECTOR

Treat Yourself

Silent Forum - Treat Yourself

Instrtumental tune
Final mix version is available at https://linkco.re/pr28nvc0

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Live at Third Man Records

Hang Me in the Tulsa County Stars (Live)

Social esteem, privilege, & skill can excuse many sins. ‘Olympian’ was written out of an overflow of anger; a response to a personal experience with manipulation & a reflection on a larger political and cultural phenomenon: that some men can access god-like status. With their performance and status comes excuse from consequences, while the victims are dismissed. The track is sonically driven by anthemic guitars, massive drums, & catchy vocal Melodies.

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Olympian

What's For Breakfast?

Time Flies When You're Having Fun

Darker Woods

I had posted this song a few months back last year with just acoustic guitar, vocals and harmonica. Russell Sinfield heard it in his own special way and wanted to add something to it. He took up the tempo a little and then got Gary Reeves to add percussion. He then did the bass himself and finally had Gavin Stephens to do the trumpet. I was quite blown away with the end result! I hope you don’t mind giving this song a listen again. These are three supremely talented artists and I can’t thank them enough! 

Russ (https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield) Bass and Mix
Gary (https://soundcloud.com/mountain-songs) Percussion
Gavin (https://soundcloud.com/ocean-of-tunes-presents) Horns
Johnny- Vocals, Acoustic Guitar and Harmonica
Cover Art: Russell Sinfield


When I’m Young Again – Words & Music by Pravinand Maharaj aka Johnny Minstrel

Met a man with a broken wheel
Had the ride of his life
He turned to me to make a deal
To do it one last time
Off we went into the night
Through the dark I drove
The sky with stars and satellites
The road with tar and stones
Then he spoke after a while
Said things have really changed
Guess I’ll be where I should have been
When I’m young again

I was wondering about my friend 
Just what had turned his tide
Did he think that this journey’s end
Would be one happy ride
Do you know I was happy once
In the silence he spoke
His tone of voice had me in a trance
Like a reed that broke
It’s always once upon a time
And on and on, on this road
Guess I’ll write my own fairy tale
When I’m young again

Twice I stopped for fuel and beer
Back on the road we went
It was all becoming clear
This was no accident
At last I spoke and asked him straight
Where he wanted to go
He smiled the smile we smile at fate
And said where I was before
Each passing year I think of him
And of that journey so strange
Guess I still want to be with you
When I’m young again






When I'm Young Again - with Russ, Gavin and Gary

Percussion and Keys by https://soundcloud.com/shaemoseley
Bass and Drums by Dave
Backing Vocals by Kate and Olive

I was born a boy without a voice
I was invisible, I was anonymous
I was a blade of grass on the floor of the forest
But it's at night when I come alive
When I close my eyes as the moon does rise
For in my dreams I'm towering
For in the land of Z
I am a king
I protect the meek, I shepherd the sheep
The Monster, he's no match for me
And my weapon of choice, it is my voice
My trills are the sword of some melodic horde
And my song, an atom bomb
I sing to kill the Monster
I sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For in my dreams I'm towering
And I rue the day, when I awake
The people of Z
They live in a pall
That the scantest sound could spark a holocaust
That the smallest speak could wake the beast
But I, I am not afraid
I sing the Monster's name
I sing it out loud like a church bell on a Sunday
Come get a piece, a piece of me
So, the Monster he does rise
He rises for the clash
And he's met with a wall, an avalanche of sharps and flats
It brings the fiend to his knees
And for an encore, I'll unleash such a note
It will free the Z of his scourge for once and all
It's such a scream that it cracks the dream
I sing to kill the Monster
I sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For in my dreams I'm towering
And I rue the day, when I awake
But I, I grow so tired of this silent life
With every little feeling, some secret trapped inside
I want to sing out loud till the mountains fall down
And so, I live for the night
It's my time
Lord, all I want is to forever close my eyes
I want lucidity infinity
I wish the night song
It would last so long 

Lucidity Infinity

Sounds by Zac, Dave, and Kate
Painting by Peggy Worthington

Danny was a soldier 
He fought in one of those "Great Wars" and he always found that such a strange choice of words
Completely absurd
But Danny, he was lucky
He made in back to Marin county 
To the land where the sun kissed the grape like the lover does the nape
Now, Danny and his best friends
They fancied themselves noble men, like some knights of a round table of yore
And they killed time trading stories of the war
Well, Danny and his tapestry
He could weave them like nobody and he'd always leave you begging for more
Even though you've probably heard it before
There's not a finer man you will ever meet
His heart was a golden as the girls on the beach
So they lionize
They pass the wine
They kill the time
They lead that glorious life of the noblest knights
Now, a knight craves adventure
Some search for some great treasure and everyday was a quest just to find
A gallon of wine
And these men, they were moral
They were true blue as the pillar and they lived by the strictest of codes
To never drink alone
Those wars, you know that they leave
Those wounds that you just don't see
So they cauterize
They kill the wine
They pass the time
They do what they gotta do to get through the night
California, I lie in your wake
And I bathe in the blood of the grape

Danny The Lush

Sounds by Zac, Dave, and Kate

I was born
One half of a winged pair, too heavy is the weight we bear
My dearest blood
One has to sacrifice so the other may rise
So we divide
Soon we'll split the sky in two, I'm the black and you're the blue
I've never been so far from you
I'll never be closer to you
Closer to you than now
My dearest boy
Oh, how hard it must be to grow up in the shade of my tree
So you go low
If I am the one to soar, you will walk on the ocean floor
Quite the mirror, you and I
I am the highest flight and you, the deepest dive
I've never been so far from you
I'll never be closer to you
Closer to you than now

So Far Away

The Highest Flight and the Deepest Dive

Sounds by Dave, Kate, and Zac
Photo of Cicero Fire Department from Bill Friedrich collection

Johnny T fought fires on the western side of Chicago
He was burned in a fire at the corner of Lake and Cicero
On a day that would leave a mark
The floor collapsed and it all went dark
But here comes the part with the angel voices so y'all best just hark
Johnny woke to a sound that was prettier than Judy Garland singing
It was an angel asking our hero how he was feeling
He said, "I guess I've died and gone to heaven"
She said, "I bet you say that to all the women"
And as the fog cleared Johnny found himself in a hospital bed but he was still breathing
Our angel introduced herself as nurse Betsy
She was gonna help our hero get back to the line of duty
Johnny said, "That sounds fine to me"
Then he found himself a victim of irony
A life spent fighting fires and here he was just trying to light a spark
And so began the world's slowest recovery
Anything Johnny could do to spend a little more time with Betsy
And she nursed him back to health
And for the second time he fell
But this time he wasn't alone, he fell for the lovely Betsy Bell
Those two kids ended up getting married and having a family
And Johnny became the first Italian battalion chief
Yeah, life, it was pretty sweet
And if you ask old Johnny what he think
He'd say getting burned up in that fire was the best thing that ever happened to me
So if there's a moral to our little story
Some life lesson to be learned from Johnny's journey
It's that sometimes life leaves a scar
A little reminder of how you got to where you are
Yeah, sometimes you gotta get a little bit hurt if you wanna get to perfect

Italian Battalion Chief

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