LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #38: “My Friend Called Pain”: Newly-written song about my recent extended experience of pain and how I came to terms with it. I befriended it! More details in the video. On my next album (recorded in Athens? 😉 ), this will have The Big Treatment, complete with orchestra. Here are the lyrics:
When first she came to touch me as a thorn deep down inside,
I saw her as an enemy — an assailant of my mind.
But little did I realise when first we met that way
that she’d become a treasured vintage wine. Read the rest of this entry »
My ears prick up when I hear the phrase “The Land of the Free”;
it neatly rhymes inside my head with “raw hypocrisy”.
Now that’s a perfect lyric-line which needs to be hard spat
by cowboys who have long outgrown their huge ten-gallon hats.
To celebrate their “freedom” on the 4th day of July
is an insult to those mill-i-ons of Indians who died
by the violence of the screwed-up men who rifled through their lands.
The country then was built with their cold blood upon its hands.
Freedom (chain-gang) freedom rap.
Verbal (tic-toc) acrobats.
Twisting (boom-bang) history
Tricking (bitch-slap) you and me Read the rest of this entry »
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #37: “Blue-Eyed, Green-Eyed Girl”. This is a metaphor-laden tale of no-holds-barred love. A lyrical ballad in folk (rock) style, in which you need to let the metaphors wash over you in order to grasp them; for this is from my soul to yours. You can listen to the song by clicking above. Here are the full lyrics: Read the rest of this entry »
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #36: “Impervious”. This is a song which I wrote yesterday. It is in a folk style with shades of early music influence. It deserves a lute, shawm, treble (alto) recorder, and viols as accompaniment. The first 4 verses are addressed to the forces of darkness, while the last verse is addressed to the audience. I hope it makes sense to you. Here are the lyrics: Read the rest of this entry »
LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #35: “The Wallflower Song”. Here’s a song I’ve just completed. Only rehearsed it twice, so it’s rough! 🙂 It sums up what it’s like trying to be real in a predominantly fake world. I’m sure that many of you will be able to identify. Recorded here with a cheap webcam and acoustic guitar, it really needs the “big” treatment, with full band and orchestra. That will have to wait till the next album! 😉 Here are the lyrics: Read the rest of this entry »
WHEN HE WAS 28 YEARS OLD, Gustav Mahler began writing his second symphony, known as the “Resurrection Symphony”. It had its first performance in 1895 in Berlin, when Mahler was 35 years old, with Mahler himself conducting the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra. Scored for a huge orchestra and male/female choir (it also has an offstage mini-orchestra), it lasts around 90 minutes. Apparently, it was voted the fifth-greatest symphony of all time in a survey of conductors carried out in 2016 by the BBC Music Magazine. (Mahler’s 9th was voted the 4th greatest, just behind Mozart’s Jupiter Symphony!). Just for your interest, the entire top ten symphonies of all time in this conductors’ vote were as follows: Read the rest of this entry »
The relationship one has with one’s songs is always interesting, as each contains a little piece of one’s heart. But there are some which have a special place in there. Out of the 300 or so songs which I’ve written over the years, “Virtual Embrace”, is still in my top five personal favourites. I was so happy in the studio when it got the treatment it needed from producer, Otto Wellton (who also played the very tasteful piano part), and the arrangement for the Stockholm Concert Orchestra (oh, those sweet, sweet strings!) by their director, Johan Ahlin, and that “submarine” bass from Samuel Laxberg. The song recounts an occasion when I met an old friend after many years and we each pretended that we were happy when we weren’t. “How are you?” Pause. “Fine”. Familiar scene. But between us there was a virtual embrace which awaited fulfilment. A snapshot of truth. Please click on the link above to listen. Here are the lyrics:
She looked me in the eye and said “My dreams are satisfied”
but something else was screaming from inside.
The smile upon her face didn’t match her mournful gaze —
I saw through her disguise Read the rest of this entry »