THE CIRCUS IS COMING TO TOWN

Artwork ‘La Belote’ by Nini Gollong


You saw the light when you lost your soul
Blind to the heavens you were on a roll
But suddenly your world went dark
The only thing left, a question mark


It happened then as it happens now
The Crescent Moon fights the Holy Cow
Face to face a death wish farce
The chances of peace on earth are sparse


But I’ve heard the circus is coming to town
The city cries out for its new crazy clown
And jugglers, strong men and a freak show
The people don’t know if they’re friend or foe?


Drips of salt water, the tears of the unknown
Lonely are the shadows – that means they died alone
Children of the puppet masters all bow in shame
They never could decide if life’s a battle or a game


I don’t think this weird title track from an earlier album of mine ever got posted on the blog. I think it fits the words above. I hope you enjoy;


If you liked that instrumental then the album is available for download from BANDCAMP at just £4.50 or foreign currency equivalent.


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If you’re interested in my book of lyrical verse, ‘LOOKING FOR REASONS’ (above) is available on Amazon, either as a paperback or on Kindle. The purchase prices have been cut right back, hence they’re not expensive. On Kindle Unlimited it’s even free!

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HUNTING ALONE

Surreal Art by HolgaJen

HUNTING ALONE


It’s only the end
It’s where you descend
When you can’t be bothered to speak
It’s a lazy old street
And the people you meet
Are either just boring or freak


‘What made you this way?’
That’s all they can say
But you don’t want to hear anymore
You’re out on your own
Timed out and alone
And you’re eyes; they just stare at the floor


‘I’m reaching the end’
That’s the message you send
When you’ve got nothing to say
In this life game of chess
The key to success
Is actually wanting to play


A long time ago
You put on a show
And made it look like you care
Now you hunt alone
All the chances you’ve blown
But you just don’t want to go there


You keep counting down time
You don’t say a word, you just mime
Love hangs by the tiniest thread
Your ship is running aground
And the port you were bound
Remains some lost place in your head


Time for music to fit in – I hope – with the words. This one from my Rainbow’s End album.

Any musicians out there looking for BACKING TRACKS I’ve both high quality 20 track, 3 hour+ albums ‘Volume One’ and ‘Volume Two’ available to download on BANDCAMP at just £6.50 each or foreign currency equivalent.


If you’re interested in my inexpensive PROMO VIDEOS FOR AUTHORS  hit the link here or aim at the one at the top of this blog.


As ever, if any poets out there are interested in having their poems turned into songs then click here to check it out: POETRY TO SONG


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If you’re interested in my book of lyrical verse, ‘LOOKING FOR REASONS’ (above) is available on Amazon, either as a paperback or on Kindle. The purchase prices have been cut right back, hence they’re not expensive. On Kindle Unlimited it’s even free!


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SHADOWS ON THE SEA

In the beginning

There’s a village not far from me called Capel-le-Ferne. Its name derives from the phrase ‘Chapel in the Ferns’. Proud locals often call it ‘The Village in the Clouds’. The rest of us call it ‘Capel-Le-Fog’ because it’s high up and every so often you can’t see a single thing there when the clouds stop over for awhile to take a rest. I like the village. It has a gentle feel. It is twinned with the commune of Oye-Plage in the Pas-de-Calais department in France, a place I know well.


The journey begins

A close family friend has recently settled in the village. He’s lucky as his place is very close to the cliff tops and all its views. A few days back he told me he’d stumbled across a pathway to the east that can get you straight to the harbour a few miles away. Armed with that information I thought I’d try it out. What I found was – to me at least – ‘Magic’.


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En route I was lucky to see any number of bird varieties. I don’t think I’d been up close to Common Linnets before. Walking aside a field of gorse, there they hang out, all three of them flitting about the place. The males have orange breasts and are about the same size as sparrows. Just after that, the song of the Sky Larks. They’re a ground-dwelling bird and not that easy to spot. I heard them well before I saw them. The thought ‘natures sound art’ hit me. The males sing a complex song mainly to attract a mate – a bit like I imagine Romeo sung to Juliet on the balcony, only better. Much later, further up the coast, walking the narrow path perilously close to the cliff edge I spotted my first swallow of the spring. He or she – I wasn’t sure – had just crossed The Channel that separates England from France, 20 miles away. I have a theory that seeing the swallows arrive means a better weather to come.


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The easy way home

Here’s some music that, I think, fits the walk I took. I hope you enjoy. It’s called ‘Hidden Beneath’ from my album, ‘The Forgotten Daughter Of Zeus’ – a mix of instrumental styles aimed at rest, reflection and thoughts. It’s available to download on BANDCAMP 


I couldn’t finish this post without this Eels number, ‘I Like Birds’.


Any musicians out there looking for BACKING TRACKS I’ve both high quality 20 track, 3 hour+ albums ‘Volume One’ and ‘Volume Two’ available to download on BANDCAMP at just £6.50 each or foreign currency equivalent.


If you’re interested in my inexpensive PROMO VIDEOS FOR AUTHORS  hit the link here or aim at the one at the top of this blog.


As ever, if any poets out there are interested in having their poems turned into songs then click here to check it out: POETRY TO SONG


If you are looking for all my other music then you’ll find it to download on BANDCAMP and at AMAZON when searching ‘Zoolon Audio Albums’or you can stream and/or make a playlist of it on SPOTIFY

If you’re interested in my book of lyrical verse, ‘LOOKING FOR REASONS’ (above) is available on Amazon, either as a paperback or on Kindle. The purchase prices have been cut right back, hence they’re not expensive. On Kindle Unlimited it’s even free!


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THE ECHOES OF DISTANT VOICES

Now the ground is neither a sticky mud bath nor a slippery ice rink accident waiting to happen I went up to the forest on Sunday. Amazing how many trees had fallen down over winter. It’s peaceful up there.


WISHFUL THINKING


The chatter of the ghosts
A haunting silhouette
The echoes of distant voices
An orchestral violin quartet


From this cave of constant twilight
I see a red sunset
The hurricane is over
It’s nearly time to reset
The rules and regulations
The needles and vaccine
The masks, the bubbles, the distancing
The whole monotonous routine


Outside, upgraded video
Inside, a shadow’s monochrome
When yesterday becomes tomorrow
The door opens and we roam



I’m featuring the work of another artist this week. Fifi Rong is her name. As her write-up explains, ‘Fifi is a London-based vocalist, songwriter and electronic music producer. A ground-breaking artist, she is the first to succeed in organically integrating Chinese influences into western popular music, gliding effortlessly across an eclectic range of contemporary genres. Her trademark hybrid sound is a seamless blend of Pop, Electronica, Alternative R&B, Avant-garde and UK Bass music.’ I hope you enjoy her new video and song;


If you want to download this song of Fifi’s or any of her previous work then here’s the link to Bandcamp. Just click on ‘Another Me’;


18 months ago, Fifi kindly featured on my then new song, ‘Devil’s Kiss’. In case you’ve not heard it previously, here it is;  



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A SCARECROW ON THE GALLOWS

Source – Amazing Dance Shadow Studio – Funzug.com

The lyric below is from my song, ‘Ballerina Dancing’ from 2014. It got good reviews back then but me being me it has never made a published album yet. Right now the song itself is still in demo mode, but not for much longer, so just the words today.


I’ve never known love
And I’ve never known hate
And charcoal letters on the wall
Help seal my fate


Ballerina dancing
And she’s just a silhouette
An offer to the condemned man
Of one last cigarette


All I know is all I know
And all I know is real,
Like a scarecrow on the gallows
It is no big deal


I’ve seen the writing on the walls
In shadow land today
Telling of another place
A place of night and day


I’ve never known love
And I’ve never known hate
And charcoal letters on the wall
Help seal my fate


Should you want to check out my current portfolio re music and words, here’s the list. I hope you enjoy;









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THE ART OF FROST – ON CARS

Most days this winter are either freezing cold and rainy, or just plain horribly cold with frost everywhere. Generally the frost is just a white cloak, nothing special. However, yesterday when I thought I’d give the cars – not being used hardly at all because of the lockdown – a run before the batteries die I saw this ‘frost art’ on the bonnets. Surreal or what.    




Note the seagulls couldn’t help themselves on the bonnet

Some music to fit my mood. The song, ‘Hooked’. It’s from my ‘Rainbow’s End’ album available for download on BANDCAMP  When I wrote this back in 2017 I was having a battle with creativity, hence I wrote about my relationship with it. Scroll on, 3 years later and I’m back where I started, having another battle – same enemy. I hope you enjoy;




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THE INVISIBLE UNDEAD

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I was up on the cliffs again, this time checking out a place called The Redoubt. I like the emptiness up there. I even got a few words together after the visit, but first I better tell you about the place and its hauntings.

The Redoubt is a fortress that was later reinforced with caponiers in the 1860s to counter the perceived threat of invasion by Napoleon III. It was home and workplace to the regiments of the British Army for over 150 years. A great many soldiers died here. This place was the scene of tragedy. It is these circumstances which are believed to be the root cause of hauntings.

We could not have found a more clinically pure venue to investigate with no other access available, no passing persons, no wildlife, no insecure doors or windows and no interference from power or light sources yet we encountered a host of unexplained noises from the loud and forcible to the quiet and serene. Light sources were not always explainable. Drafts and feelings were explainable.

What are we left with? A number of totally unexplained noises in a building that had no facility to make them on its own.”

Source: Ghost Connections


Next, my words – perhaps the beginnings of a lyric for a song sometime.


In the darkness you can hear them
The ones who never got away
Blood on chalk, pain then death
But the soul, it don’t decay


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They sing the ballad of the unnamed soldier
When the Sun has gone to bed
They won’t be going home again
The invisible undead


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Lost love, lost limbs and broken hearts
From fighting in a war
The blackness is their prison now
Locked up behind an unlocked door


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You’ll hear them, never see them
If you ever pass by their clifftop cell
The invisible undead, the invisible undead
Outside the gates of Hell


Music wise, the closest I can get to the Invisible Undead is a piece of sound art I made a few years back called ‘March of The Dead’. I hope you enjoy;


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THAT DAY CAN’T COME TOO SOON

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‘Morning Sun on hottest English day’


Nothing matters this side of midnight
When fading shadows go chase the moon
I hope one day you’ll understand that
That day can’t come too soon


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‘Empty Bar, Red-hot Day’


I captured visions of the blackness
Two dimensions are fine by me
Up above hidden stars are restless
Until the dawn put pay to their destiny


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‘Cruiser with no place to cruise’


The clouds are resting some place
Sad shadows never reached the moon
The Sea God sacked all of his white horses
The sun a terminal hot air balloon


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‘Pigeon Hotel’ 


Nothing matters this side of midnight
When fading shadows go chase the moon
I hope one day you’ll understand that
That day can’t come too soon


Here’s an odd thing – especially so for an instrumental. I got advised that this piece, ‘The Forgotten Daughter of Zeus’, the title track on an album of mine, got thirty-one plays in The States in just a couple of hours last Thursday. Ultra odd. With that in mind here it is. I hope you enjoy;


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PLACES I MISS

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‘I swear it is true, the past isn’t dead, it’s alive, it is happening, in the back of my head’
Agnes Obel


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‘And if I’m blinded, will my eyes become the planets?’
Aurora Aksnes


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‘Each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories’
Paul Simon


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‘Darkness creeps in like a thief and offers no relief’
Peter Gabriel


An old song in demo mode called ‘Rebirth’. I hope you enjoy;


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I SHUT MY EYES & COUNT TO THREE

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‘A long way from home – the first living thing you’ll see’


Written in the first person and based on an interview with a refugee on TV a while back. It stayed with me.


I walked from somewhere into nowhere
As a lonesome refugee
No possessions, but in my pocket
Safe and sound, a memory


Painted pictures in the hallway
The carved initials on the tree
The storm clouds playing card games
Above the wild and windy sea


“There’s nothing sacred that isn’t secret”
That’s all she said to me
I knew the answer, but not her question
All I wanted was sanctuary
I knew the answer, but not her question
I shut my eyes and count to three


A piece of music from my ‘Dream Rescuer’ album called ‘Time Out’. I think it fits the mood and hope you like it;


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Here’s an example. ‘The Notes’ leggings.

 

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