Great stuff the lyrics moved me and I take pride In being a stoic The picking style is driving in an old timey way This is really fine good work , Andrew

I as a stage hand for 25 years and this song is like something from a traveling broadway musical. I worked Fantom, Beaty and The Beast, Jeckle and Hyde, Spam-a-Lot. Many many. This song is perfect as the whole cast comes back on stage to form a choir as they exit fading.

This song just reeks with sadness. Completely different voice from Edith. The starkness really works in the one.

Andrew, Thank you for keeping up with me lately. I just spent three hours coming up with that one minute. It took me that long to think of something to say. Thanks for commenting. 82 degrees in Cowtown and time to take the puppies for a walk. Thanks again for listening and commenting.

Another keeper. I love the guitar playing. It’s one positive thing that has come out of this mess that everyone is in. Some great music is surfacing.

Deep thoughts about being responsible. Great fguitar finger picking.

Thanks so much for the background notes. You are so right.... now I love it even more. And it sounds like you are an amazing friend as well... but no surprise there!!!! Hugs to you !!

This is a great composition and the production top notch! Excellent work!

Wow..... just wow. Between the shoebox and the broom closet there is a magic Songwriting genius machine. This one choked me up. So so sad and so well done.

I dig it!

You is the most important word in songs. I learned that from a poet named Shannon Elizabeth on Facebook. Thank you for telling me more. Once we've captured a story in a song some of the confusion from the time is illuminated. We don't ave to cling to is, so as not to lose the memories.

What a fine vocal. The intensity! And that very folky guitar snags me deep. So many stabs at the heart in your lyric. Trying to figure out who You" is.

It was definitely worth perservering with - love the melancholic vibe

Great songwriting here. Reminds me of Verve Pipe, very good.

Good one mate, I know where you're coming from, glad I'm not alone on the swearing and Take 550 ...... ' get it right you useless ******* ' or words to that effect I always use ....

Well you’ve proved to yourself your not “crap” reminds me of something my father would say to me time and time again “ don’t touch that you’ll break it “ and I normally did. Pleased you saved this one from the shoe box an excellent lyric love it pie pod bound along with all your others 😁

You're currently writing amazing songs that make my heart hurt a bit. If that didn't happen, I'd like them even more. That's the trouble with fantastic songwriters.

Huge and mighty, as usual, Mr Russe. (Poor Edith, happy or not, I do wish she was getting something like a hotdog or a gun.)

@Jane So dead puppies and 3-In-One in the knicker drawer is ok then? LOL

You can't do that to kittens! :o Other than that - magnificence :)

It's like there are voices... and I can't quite reach out to hear them.

I'd forgotten what it was like listening to your pieces. Magical.

Wow

That's pretty powerful.

Wow. Haunting sounds.

I listened on Friday, and I've been trying to figure out what happened so fast... and then seeing jimgoodinmusic's comment "...reflective of the street", on this relisten I ended up stood there with the same "hey what happened?" ... but a passer-by said "I don't really know - it all happened so fast" ...

I hadn't realised Colleen was listening same time... I was off checking out Mary Oliver... but yes, after the initial scratchiness that I got used too, I agree, very quickly the cacophony did seem "normal" to me and even commonplace... and the poem Egrets (I had to look up what an Egret was, I didn't know! I knew the word, but not that it was a white bird) ... that kinda emphasised it... there was magical, but normal, and natural, stuff going on, and even the cacophony itself was natural - as in not necessarily man-made - the thorns and mosquitos...

I read the description and thought "ummmm, ok"... and, indeed, it did start like that for me. But then it was strangely compelling.

I was looking for a word to describe the feel... and Colleen's already got it - "slinky cool".

Very refreshing sound - but the heavy breathing reminds of someone... not sure it's Colleen though! lol

This is still making me tingle. Those first two lines... I want everyone to feel it.

I think I remember it? Mighty cool anyways. I'm kinda jealous, though - all my old ones aren't that easy to post here... they're all recorded on pieces of A4 paper, in the metaphorical "shoe-box" (actually, it's not not that metaphorical, it is a box, several actually, they've just never held any shoes)

Wow, yes. It's a gorgeous song.

I like both. This one sounds more summery though!

Sounds summery to me.... off to find the other one

I'm liking the kinda sparse but cluttered vibe I'm getting from this. Yep, dirty, that describes it well. And that ominous but bouncy synth motif... Yeah, nice one.

Summery - check, Duran Duran - check, Cow Bell- check, all present and correct :) Cool sounds. I was at university, in a rock/metal band, writing songs with titles like "Daughter Of The Pharoahs" ("You've got the looks of your motherrr... Stained with the blood of your brotherrrr") .... I liked Duran Duran, but the dudes I was with would not be convinced that "catchy" was a good thing... Funnily enough, I found a photo a while back - I was the only one who would have looked out of place in a Duran Duran photoshoot!!

I'm about to get called into a zoom meeting for work... I'll be back for the rest after

I've always imagined you younger than me. But if you were doing this in 77 (I was 14 and in a choir, and writing songs about Garden Gnomes), then obviously not! This is mighty cool stuff for back then... wow

Oh yes. I'm liking this big time. A: Sweet song. B: That guitar... whoa... Luther Perkins lives on...