Amidst the Dream

Good morning… we had a little storm recently and some lightning hit the tower, Ezra is still quivering and I think I lost a tooth. Truthfully, I had some building and moving to do this week. It was a lot of work and I’m finally rounding the bend on it. Real life happens amidst our dreams, yet the river it doesn't stop. Sometimes we have to sweep up the little messes we create while we paddle for our lives… in order to create new messes downstream. I’m doing that to my own little soundtrack of “Kind Winters” while dreaming of the first full Hadder record and the road trips and people i'm yet to meet along the way.

That’s all for today, the new Tower is just about up and running, I’m still decorating the place with little Hadder touches… a few little things left to move but I suppose the lock on the old tower will be moved this week, along with he 408 mantel stone that graced the threshold of that old skeleton… making room for this new home and place I find myself in. I'm hearing Zabble loudly this week... "Stay the course Mr Hadder, stay the course."

Farewell.

-j

Some random video to some of the ending building blocks of Kind Winters. Early sketches.

The Tower

Good day to you, here is a little Friday update on Hadder progress. There’s a lot of music floating around my world these days. I thought I would start with some personal things and then dive into the music things.

Little things: My niece Sienna decided to do a little Tarot reading for me earlier this week… god bless her for that, and wouldn’t you know, “XVI The Tower” card was drawn. The old “Change and Shift” card.

The TOWER

“Lightning strikes the tower, and just like that, nothing will ever be the same. Weather it’s shattering a rigid ego, or collapsing a long held dream or relationship…. The TOWER moves fast and the message is clear: Things must change. This card comes with a strict dose of medicine that doesn’t come easy. It will serve you well to surrender to this mighty intervention. Do not fight it or question its purpose. You are here to learn important lessons and release attachments that don’t serve. Sometimes your castle must burn to the ground… in order to for you to see new possibilities. Trust the rebuild will edge you toward a truer self or even enlightenment.”

Something happened to me 2 nights ago… I can’t explain it… but I suspect that the power of this Tower card was in full display. I wrote a rather elaborate story about it that I will share at another time. It’s a long tale about crossroads, choices, flying insects, rocks and ownership. Or perhaps it will just be for me. We’ll see. If you’ve paid any attention to my blog the last year… I think you might understand the significance of this card, as I do. Thank you lady Sienna for this reading.

New Music: Ok, well I’m juggling 3 songs right now. All at various levels of completion… it’s nice to go back and forth during sessions on each. They all serve different projects, each with their own timeline. First, regarding the Stargazer crew… I’m tracking vocals for the Dio cover song “Rainbow in the Dark”. It should take about 8 hours or so I’m guessing… two 4 hour vocal sessions generally will do the trick on a song that is already written. I might do the first session this weekend.

"Kind Winters” is the next installment for the Ramsay/Evermore project… I’ve put a little video clip below. I hope to finish this track within the next week. Wish me luck. And finally, “Long is the Road”, my closer for the Hadder record is still floating around. Between the tower and some other things going on in my life, it’s a slow process through these three paintings I’m working on… but I’ll reach the falls soon enough on each. I see the finish line for the Hadder record in late spring… so as long as I stay on the path… I'll be ok. There’s a lot of details from here to there, changes and shifts, but I’m still drifting down the same stream.

Farewell.

-j

Some random video to a very early audio sketch of Kind Winters, first takes.

The Final Act: The End of Winter

(image Info: My Sundays best.)

Good morning, it’s almost spring. A lot of music is in the air.

A quick little post today is all, to share some lyrics for a new song I've been working called "Kind Winters" for the Ramsay/Evermore record. It originally had a working title of "Night of the Witch, but as soon as I hit record.... well... that's what happens. You might have noticed those words in one of my posts last week. Shortly after the words came out of my mouth I began to imagine a song with that title. One moonlit night a week ago a poem was born and so that witch became "Kind Winters". Early Saturday morning I completed the "Headless Cross" vocal takes and opened up this new Ramsay track and starting singing... and boom..... a lot of wonderful things happened and so... I imagine a day or two more of singing and that will be done and ready for the website playlist.

I might go wander around some Sand Dunes out by death valley for a quick impromptu video for the track.... it's that kind of song.

I'll keep it brief today... just wanted to share the original poem for "Kind Winters" and some of the "Headless Cross" vocal takes, played along to some of my favorite Kung Fu video. (below)

Farewell.

-j

Some random video to some vocal takes for "Headless Cross", Unmixed and unproduced. Enjoy more of the process.

Kind Winters by J evermore

The sand it runs under devils breath

As time she slips today

It never stops.. oh the more it drops

The farther we drift away

Oh the Things we lose

As life it breaks and splinters

And the best we could hope for

Is kind winters

Kind Winters

The clock it rounds the twisted bend

12 past the hour or so.... and then

The spring it brakes as winter takes

But somewhere… there's still hope

Oh such bitter truths

As the rose it dies and withers

And the best we could hope for

Is kind winters

Kind Winters

Day into night they clip our wings small tasks for scissor kings Who sit atop the curtains draw The masters that played us all

And hope she sits on the windowsill

a wooden cat watching the play

It doesn’t move but all too soon

It tumbles too and it breaks away

And the best we could hope for

Is kind Winters

Give me Kind... Winters

Give me Kind... Winters