A HAT FULL OF SONGS

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‘Charleville-Mézières Poster Display’


I guess like any art form sometimes you have to look back to places where creativity came easy – back to when words and melody were best mates – to when a hat full of songs pretty much created themselves. Looking back at photos of personal memories and things that made you think generally works.


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‘Musée La Coupole – Holocaust Exhibit’


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‘Boulogne-sur-Mer – view from the ramparts of The Old Town’


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‘The Ardennes – Gowns designed by Madame La Guillotine?’


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‘Inside The French Tree of Creativity’


Here’s a piano piece from my RAINBOWS END  album. The album is mainly songs with just a couple of instrumentals, of which, the number ‘Castaway’ is one.


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 or you can stream and/or make a playlist of it on SPOTIFY


If you’re thinking about new t-shirts and similar for the summer, you might be interested in ZOOLON’S MERCHANDISE


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THE VIEW FROM ABOVE

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‘The Way Back Home’


Just across from me is a place called the Western Heights. It’s now just a local nature reserve, but once during the Napoleonic Wars in the 1860’s, its vast defences were designed to protect Dover from French invasion.


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It’s been said that the Western Heights of Dover were one of the most impressive fortifications in Britain.


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They comprised of a series of forts, strong points and ditches, designed to protect the country and was reputed to be the ‘strongest and most elaborate’ fortification in the whole nation.


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These days it’s a place to walk, to think and to check out the panorama…maybe dream.


Some music. K2 is high up like Western Heights only massively higher. Here’s my number ‘K2 Night’. I hope you enjoy.


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 or you can stream and/or make a playlist of it on SPOTIFY


If you’re thinking about new t-shirts and similar for the summer, you might be interested in ZOOLON’S MERCHANDISE


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THE SAD SONG SET YOU FREE

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‘The Whole of The Moon’


Two pieces of music today. First my instrumental piece, ‘Summer Died on a Saturday’, then, after the words, a song called ‘Red Planet’. Both numbers were on my mind when writing these words. In-between each verse a few garden pics.



Places I’ve been yet never seen
And castles in the air
The shadows I knew are now but few
The landscape cold and bare


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Summer died on a Saturday
Autumn died at birth
Spring fell in love with Winter
Grey clouds a poor disguise for Mother Earth


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The last I heard of you, you left for Mars
It’s closer to The Sun
Closer to the source of life
The place where it all begun


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I hope the Red Planet takes good care of you
I hope you might remember me
My guitar, my piano
And the night the sad song set you free



As ever, if any poets out there are interested in having your 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 or you can stream and/or make a playlist of it on SPOTIFY


If you’re thinking about new t-shirts and similar for the summer, you might be interested in ZOOLON’S MERCHANDISE


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THE SEAGULL & THE CROUTONS

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I’m an idiot for not taking a video of the gull. I’ll tell you why.


For the first day in ages it had stopped raining and was just warm enough for me to have my breakfast outside a café – Eggs Benedict for what it’s worth. Halfway through eating I spotted this gull stood at the door of an estate agent next to the café. At first I thought he (maybe a she, but being a little arrogant I’m thinking a he) was clocking himself in the reflection of the window. However he wasn’t judging his good looks as moments later he was trying to open the door with his beak. When that failed he started to tap at the door – beak taps, that is – trying to get a reaction. Eventually a lady opened the door and gave him a good couple of handfuls of croutons she’d made especially for him.


Apparently the gull visits every single morning at 9.30AM – on the dot – for breakfast and the only reason he had to hang around was that the lady who had fried up the croutons for him had to let them cool down before serving them up. Once he’d scoffed the lot he flew off to wherever gulls go when their not eating or shitting on my car.


While I don’t agree humans should be feeding gulls who really ought to be out at sea fishing for themselves I couldn’t help thinking the interaction between bird and human was OK this time. It’s all about the relationship between a decent human and wildlife to me.


The oddest thing was that when eating the croutons this gull didn’t scream out boasting to all his gull mates that he’d had a result at the estate agents. That’s what usually happens with gulls just before a massive bundle kicks off as they fight to steal each other’s food.


I like seagulls. They’ve got attitude. The rappers of the bird world.


Once, a couple of years ago I was leaving a car park when some heartless moron deliberately drove over a young gull. He flattened the gull then drove off – at speed after spotting me in kill mode. The juvenile gull took a minute or two to die. Sadly I wasn’t brave enough to put it out of its misery. I still feel guilty about that.


I got the reg number of his car, rushed over to the police station but they weren’t bothered. “It’s one for the RSPCA, son,” was all they said. I often think about this. I often think the same thing should happen to that driver. A steam-roller would do nicely.


Here’s ‘Time Out’ my song for the gulls alive and dead from my Dream Rescuer album. I hope you enjoy;


Here’s my album ‘Rainbows End’ on Spotify.  You can stream all my music there or free. Alternatively, for downloads of my work go to BANDCAMP  Here’s the link SPOTIFY


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MISS SALLY UMBRELLA

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‘Miss Sally Umbrella’
Artist Unknown – sourced from Pinterest 


The day they chopped down the last tree on earth was the day the humans stopped breathing. No oxygen, no humans.


A few of us got lucky. We’d already had our brains transferred to robots. Not just any old robots. Proper human looking robots with eyes that see, ears that hear, mouths that spoke and hands that created things. We didn’t need to eat nor drink. That was useful as there were no farms and no rain. The extra plus was that we robots didn’t need oxygen. That was handy on a planet without any.


My brain settled into its new home without any major problems. A couple of headaches and I’ll admit I missed being not able to watch The Arsenal or have poached eggs. The name the other robots gave me was ‘Zoolon the Musical Android’.  I could still play my electric guitars. Solar power sorted that out.


Being a robot meant I was immortal if I stayed safe and never got myself killed. It also meant that none of us need ever breed. No point in it. We could build new robots but the new ones had no human brains as we’d run out of those. These robots didn’t have feelings and had no creativity but were useful just focused on doing stuff. They mainly built space ships and did the clearing up of desert dust. Music was an alien thing to them.


Everything was going really well for a while. We’d set up camps on Earth, The Moon and on Mars.  Then came a time of conflict. The robots with human brains decided that there wasn’t any reason to keep the robots without human brains. Like they were lesser  beings. Racism had returned to Earth. My hateful lot started to dismantle the robots without human brains forgetting that they had been programmed to defend themselves. They were pretty good at killing their human brain enemies. After a massive battle all that was left was just me and a pile of robot parts of both types. I never took part in the war as I don’t do racism.


However, I’d forgotten about Sally Umbrella, a robot without a human brain. She’d been on Mars at the time of the battle. She was called Sally Umbrella because she always had an umbrella with her. No one knew why because it never rained on Earth any more.


When she got back to Earth I had to tell her what had happened. She wasn’t meant to have emotions but on hearing what I had to say a single tear dripped from her eye. When the tear drop landed, all of a sudden a tiny twig with a single green leaf popped up out of the ground. Seeing I was confused she told me that it was a new born tree. An oak. After that she cried some more and a whole mass of new born trees appeared. She said they’d been ‘hidden beneath’ forever waiting to grow. Two magical things had happened. Sally Umbrella had evolved a brain as good as any human brain plus she had caused the trees to return.


Not long after, some dark clouds turned up. I hadn’t seen any clouds for hundreds of years. Then the rain. Buckets of rain. That’s when Sally Umbrella opened her umbrella to keep us both dry. Maybe she knew something from before? Maybe that was why she carried an umbrella? I never asked.


However, she did ask me if I thought regular humans would evolve again like before. All I could say was, “I hope not.”


Since then 200 million+ years have passed. The forests are back. No sign of humans, although quite a lot of bees. I did see a pretty friendly orangutan in one of the trees yesterday. Sally Umbrella was shaking her head looking ever so worried. I like Sally Umbrella. I think I might write her a song.


Talking of ‘Hidden Beneath’ here’s the piece of music of the same name from my ‘The Forgotten Daughter of Zeus’ album. It’s available to download on  BANDCAMP or to stream on SPOTIFY    I hope you enjoy;


Also try this on for size if you fancy the idea. The ‘Bullish Grove’. Enjoy;


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RELICS OF THE PAST

black horse‘Black Knight, Dark Day’

GET LOST

A strange voice talking at me

Says they know all there is to know

Forgetting I’m not an android

Me? I’m just a one man show

 

You can walk me to the cliff edge

I might surprise you and take the leap

One thing is for certain

I’ll never go begging at your feet

 

You say Suzie was once a vampire

Jane she played away

Emma got lost in triumph

Jessie, she had her say

 

I’m looking out for dinosaurs

And other relics of the past

I could have told you black was white

But you never asked

A piano piece I composed a while back. It’s called ‘Prohibition’. Hope you enjoy;

To brighten the day a pic from the farm cafe where I had breakfast earlier;

donkey‘Sydney the Shetland from the farm up the road’

Best ever Rolling Stones number? I’m not a great fan but I like this one;

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A BLUE, BLUE SKY

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I got told there’s a sign in a Beijing hotel lobby that reads,

‘GOOD

APPEARANCE

PLEASE

NO WATERMELON

PLEASE’

What’s all that about? Brilliant. Somehow I’d like to see more random signs like this one. It’s like an untapped art genre. Anyway some music for a Sunday. An ambient instrumental I composed a while back to think and relax by. It’s called ‘Prohibition’. Hope you enjoy;

Carrying on from my last blog post, a few words prompted by a suggestion from the clever poet Lady Yasmin Khan

BRAIN DEAD

Where have all the good words gone

The ones tucked between ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’?

Where are the sad chords when you want them?

I thought e minor could never die

Brain dead, just feeling brain dead

You sometimes smiled, but mostly sighed

Outside the sun is shining

Lighting up the blue, blue skies

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ZOOLON’S CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR ONE & ALL

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(the artist looks to be Olbingski – I think)

Since ‘Zoolon’ being on social media I’ve had quite a few requests from people asking if ‘ERASING THE 38TH’ is available to download. I’ve never included it in any of my albums previously. I’ve posted the song on this blog before so some of you will know it already.

It’s an experimental song and it deals with the potential for another stupid war in as surreal a style as I could make it.  At the time I composed it that potential was just flexing its muscles a bit. Right now, that potential has grown like a cancer. In this season of traditional worldwide goodwill hopefully the subliminal effect will be that that same potential will at least go into remission.

As of now the song is available to download from my Soundcloud for FREE; no strings attached. All you have to do is simply go to the link below, hit the ‘More’ button (it’s next to ‘Share’ button) and on the drop box you’ll see ‘Download’. Hit that and it’s done. I hope you enjoy.

Finally, whatever your code, creed or take on all things, I wish everyone of you a

HAPPY FESTIVE SEASON

https://soundcloud.com/zoolon/erasing-the-38th

Should anyone need to get a partner or friend a last-minute gift, below is the link to my new album ‘Rainbows End’ on Bandcamp. It’s just got its first great review there. You can listen before you buy. It costs £4 (or equivalent in other currencies) and can be gifted via the recipient’s email address.

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ZOOLON’S NEW ALBUM – ‘RAINBOWS END’

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Cover art ‘Not What I See’ by Zoolon

‘Rainbows End’, released today, is my second album following in the footsteps of ‘Dream Rescuer’ although this time I have added more percussive and the electric guitar elements. As ever, reflections of life, love and the surreal also play their part in the album’s construct. This album consists of a mix of 10 tracks, 8 original songs plus 2 meditative, ambient piano pieces.

Although, unlike most of the other songs on the album, the title track, ‘Rainbow’s End’ is an acoustic number, this song is about a subject that is important to me, namely Planet Earth and the damage humans are doing to the environment. I hope you like it;

The album is now on sale at Bandcamp for just £4 (or the equivalent in other currencies). The download comes with a lyric booklet included.

Click here for Rainbows End album link

If anyone checking out the new music on Bandcamp could find a little time to hitting the ‘Follow’ button it would be appreciated.

Zoolon aka George

 

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ZOOLON’S DEAD COMPASS

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(My dead compass, now in the care of the compass angel)

When I dropped my compass on the floor and saw it was dead my first thought was, ‘I’ll never make it to The North Pole now’. Then I remembered no one had ever fulfilled my ultimate Christmas wish of a dozen huskies, plus a sled so I’d probably not got there anyway. Then there’s the polar bears to think of. Maybe it was for the best.

I’d had the compass for about 10 years. It was only a cheap one I got in a Christmas stocking. Nothing special.   I never carry cash, yet the compass was always in my pocket.  I treasured that compass.

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(the dead – some say it was compass-slaughter – compass laid to rest on a tasteless lavatory seat) 

Whatever, I recently made the video for my father’s new book release, ‘Notoriously Naked Flames’. The background music to the video contains an extract of a new piece I composed recently called ‘Prohibition’. It’s one of the new numbers from my forthcoming album – yet to have a title. I hope you like both the vid and the music;

Notoriously Naked Flames from Mike Steeden on Vimeo.

If you want to check out the book some more then you can on the old boys WP page at;

 

https://mikesteeden.wordpress.com

Next a number from the best female songstress & sound artist on the planet, Imogen Heap, with her song ‘You Know Where to Find Me’

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