Tue, 14 Apr 2026 02:06:30 +0200 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ en-EN contact@hearthis.at contact@hearthis.at https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ https://img.hearthis.at/6/3/7/_/uploads/5510/image_user/w1400_h1400_q70_ptrue_v2_----cropped_1500146736.jpg no no https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/wayfaring-stranger/
May our fond wayfarer find what he was looking for.]]>
May our fond wayfarer find what he was looking for.]]> 2246516 no no Sat, 11 Aug 2018 17:10:38 +0200 2018-08-13T12:43:02+02:00 3:07 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/the-yule-tree-a-christmas-lullaby/ 1682403 no no Fri, 22 Dec 2017 15:49:20 +0100 2017-12-22T15:49:20+01:00 2:09 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/christmas-eve-2017-remix/ 1668171 no no Mon, 11 Dec 2017 15:10:54 +0100 2017-12-11T15:10:54+01:00 1:48 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/march-at-sea-15/
The song was inspired by the accompanying artwork by Daria, entitled "March At Sea". Daria is unsure as to where the title came from, it just felt right I guess, and nor do I truly know what it means. Colour in the spaces for yourselves.

Vocals, Baritone guitar, Bodhran and Chimes (ice cream bowls) and Tambourines: @ian-melvin

Artwork by: www.facebook.com/DariaHlazatova?fref=ts

March At Sea

She was a red headed girl
In a colourless world
Abroad on the seven seas
She was the salt in my eye
And a stab to my thigh
Alas March at sea

And she was part of the mystery
Yes she was part of the mystery

He made his last stand
With a blade in his hand
Against profligate princes and popes
And he held his head high
With our dreams in his eyes
As they lead him away from all hope

And he was out making his story
He was out making his story
Yes he was out making his story

Chorus

So come on you ravers
You blatherskites and pikes
Come gather marauders
She's sailing tonight
On the first slackened tide
We’ll be far out of sight
At last March at sea

It was in the bawd’s house
That she made the trade faire
Though not one of them ere knew her name
Or that the setting of the suns
Was the colour of her mane
Alas March at sea

And it was part of the mysteries
Yes it was part of the mysteries
It was all part of the mysteries
It was all part of the mysteries

Repeat chorus]]>
The song was inspired by the accompanying artwork by Daria, entitled "March At Sea". Daria is unsure as to where the title came from, it just felt right I guess, and nor do I truly know what it means. Colour in the spaces for yourselves.

Vocals, Baritone guitar, Bodhran and Chimes (ice cream bowls) and Tambourines: @ian-melvin

Artwork by: www.facebook.com/DariaHlazatova?fref=ts

March At Sea

She was a red headed girl
In a colourless world
Abroad on the seven seas
She was the salt in my eye
And a stab to my thigh
Alas March at sea

And she was part of the mystery
Yes she was part of the mystery

He made his last stand
With a blade in his hand
Against profligate princes and popes
And he held his head high
With our dreams in his eyes
As they lead him away from all hope

And he was out making his story
He was out making his story
Yes he was out making his story

Chorus

So come on you ravers
You blatherskites and pikes
Come gather marauders
She's sailing tonight
On the first slackened tide
We’ll be far out of sight
At last March at sea

It was in the bawd’s house
That she made the trade faire
Though not one of them ere knew her name
Or that the setting of the suns
Was the colour of her mane
Alas March at sea

And it was part of the mysteries
Yes it was part of the mysteries
It was all part of the mysteries
It was all part of the mysteries

Repeat chorus]]> 587617 no no Mon, 07 Dec 2015 16:53:13 +0100 2015-12-07T16:53:13+01:00 4:14 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/jericho-with-faerytale-2015/ 190103 no no Sun, 05 Apr 2015 17:19:16 +0200 2015-04-05T17:19:16+02:00 3:41 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ecstasy-with-ioana-selaru-violin-06112014-1617/ After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)

Music composed by I Melvin.

Performed by Ioana Selaru (violin) & Ian Melvin (guitar & vocal)

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Artwork by: Noel S. Oszvald ]]> After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)

Music composed by I Melvin.

Performed by Ioana Selaru (violin) & Ian Melvin (guitar & vocal)

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Artwork by: Noel S. Oszvald ]]> 105102 no no Thu, 06 Nov 2014 18:17:48 +0100 2014-11-06T18:17:48+01:00 3:10 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ohlord-2014/ 70526 no no Sun, 07 Sep 2014 19:21:26 +0200 2014-09-07T19:21:26+02:00 2:03 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/gravitys-rainbow/
Coming out the blue
Like a sonic boom
Pulling me to you
Gravity’s rainbow
Always lets you know
When it’s time to fall

And I’m falling now
Down to your ground
Zero hour
Here I go

Arcing ‘cross a sky
Brighter than my eye
Coming from on high
Gravity’s rainbow
Always makes a show
Of the come and go

Is it coming now?
Beyond the zero? Toto?
Is extinction silent?
Well! There you go

Focused in the zone
'Twix flesh and bone
We are analepses
Gravity’s rainbow
Bridges the unknown
To the unknowable

Is it falling snow?
Melting on your tongue
In silent extinction
zero zero zero zero zero]]>
Coming out the blue
Like a sonic boom
Pulling me to you
Gravity’s rainbow
Always lets you know
When it’s time to fall

And I’m falling now
Down to your ground
Zero hour
Here I go

Arcing ‘cross a sky
Brighter than my eye
Coming from on high
Gravity’s rainbow
Always makes a show
Of the come and go

Is it coming now?
Beyond the zero? Toto?
Is extinction silent?
Well! There you go

Focused in the zone
'Twix flesh and bone
We are analepses
Gravity’s rainbow
Bridges the unknown
To the unknowable

Is it falling snow?
Melting on your tongue
In silent extinction
zero zero zero zero zero]]> 68234 no no Mon, 01 Sep 2014 20:47:31 +0200 2014-09-01T20:47:31+02:00 3:42 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/baby-bird/ Artwork by © Noell S. Oszvald

If I leave__if I fly__out the window into the night
Whose arms are gonna hold you__whose heart__ will beat against your breast?

If I run__into those wild wild trees__if I find something to set my me free
Whose lips are going to taste you__replace me in your dreams?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

If I fall__a swift descent__from steeple spires unto the bitter end
Who else will ever love you__like I did?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

When dark clouds gather__above my head__who is gonna save me
When there is nothing left
Who else will hold me__when all is spent?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

From this height
This vantage point
From this state of mind
And this moment on

In all possible worlds
With the best of will
And by common consent
I ain’t ready yet____Like a baby bird____I ain’t ready yet]]> Artwork by © Noell S. Oszvald

If I leave__if I fly__out the window into the night
Whose arms are gonna hold you__whose heart__ will beat against your breast?

If I run__into those wild wild trees__if I find something to set my me free
Whose lips are going to taste you__replace me in your dreams?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

If I fall__a swift descent__from steeple spires unto the bitter end
Who else will ever love you__like I did?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

When dark clouds gather__above my head__who is gonna save me
When there is nothing left
Who else will hold me__when all is spent?

I can’t go_________________Leave this nest
Like a baby bird___________ I ain’t ready yet

From this height
This vantage point
From this state of mind
And this moment on

In all possible worlds
With the best of will
And by common consent
I ain’t ready yet____Like a baby bird____I ain’t ready yet]]> 53558 no no Mon, 21 Jul 2014 17:39:02 +0200 2014-07-21T17:39:02+02:00 3:02 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ecstasy-by-ana-axe-ian-melvin-tcm-underground-orchestral-remix/
Ecstasy
After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)

Music composed by I Melvin.

Performed by @anaksunabyss & @ian-melvin

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song! (rpt)

2nd verse

Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face! (rpt)

rpt 1st verse together

Artwork "Ecstasy of the Lillies" by Joseph Donaghy]]>
Ecstasy
After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)

Music composed by I Melvin.

Performed by @anaksunabyss & @ian-melvin

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song! (rpt)

2nd verse

Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face! (rpt)

rpt 1st verse together

Artwork "Ecstasy of the Lillies" by Joseph Donaghy]]> 52790 no no Fri, 18 Jul 2014 17:52:01 +0200 2014-07-18T17:52:01+02:00 3:14 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/carry-me-sung-by-oddrun-eikli/
Vocals by @oddrun-eikli
Words, Music & Guitar by @ian-melvin

Technical: Guitar - The Loar LH-200 - Strings - D'Addario EJ385H - Tuning - Nashville Standard C Octave
PickUp - Seymour Duncan Woody XL

Artwork by MiMi © 2012 and 2013.

Carry Me

Carry me over the mountains
Take me down under the sea
Carry me home
Carry me alone
Take me down deep
Under the sea

Wake me again in the springtime
Open my eyes to the green
Wake me in spring
Carry me again
Take me down deep
Under the green

You are my earth and my sky
The mountains that I long to climb
You are the seas of my dreams
Take me deep

Carry me over the mountains
Your planets and stars let me see
Carry me home
Carry me alone
Take me down deep
Under your sea]]>
Vocals by @oddrun-eikli
Words, Music & Guitar by @ian-melvin

Technical: Guitar - The Loar LH-200 - Strings - D'Addario EJ385H - Tuning - Nashville Standard C Octave
PickUp - Seymour Duncan Woody XL

Artwork by MiMi © 2012 and 2013.

Carry Me

Carry me over the mountains
Take me down under the sea
Carry me home
Carry me alone
Take me down deep
Under the sea

Wake me again in the springtime
Open my eyes to the green
Wake me in spring
Carry me again
Take me down deep
Under the green

You are my earth and my sky
The mountains that I long to climb
You are the seas of my dreams
Take me deep

Carry me over the mountains
Your planets and stars let me see
Carry me home
Carry me alone
Take me down deep
Under your sea]]> 51179 no no Sun, 13 Jul 2014 17:54:01 +0200 2014-07-13T17:54:01+02:00 2:26 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ophelia/
Ophelia

I saw you drifting - slowly downstream
Like a flower- like a flame
A soul - coruscating
Supernovas - in the rain

chorus

And the river - she was singing
In the deepest - undertones
And we followed each meandering
In the garden - where it flows
In the garden - where it flows

You were deep beneath the willow
Incapable of you own distress
A compass needle swinging
To the shadows in the west

chorus

O'Sweetest - of the sweetest
Shall we Rue - the bitter taste
All these noble minds - forsaken
In the tears - that wash the face

chorus]]>
Ophelia

I saw you drifting - slowly downstream
Like a flower- like a flame
A soul - coruscating
Supernovas - in the rain

chorus

And the river - she was singing
In the deepest - undertones
And we followed each meandering
In the garden - where it flows
In the garden - where it flows

You were deep beneath the willow
Incapable of you own distress
A compass needle swinging
To the shadows in the west

chorus

O'Sweetest - of the sweetest
Shall we Rue - the bitter taste
All these noble minds - forsaken
In the tears - that wash the face

chorus]]> 48239 no no Sun, 06 Jul 2014 12:37:01 +0200 2014-07-06T12:37:01+02:00 5:57 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/railroad-man/
Railroad Man

I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across this whole wide land
I've been riding the rails
From coast to coast
Coming on like some Casey Jones
And I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land

I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone
And I've been
I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone
I can bleed the poor
It is my right
We call it freedom
In the deep dark night
And I've been
I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone

I've been moving like an Everyman
I drive my spike into every woman
I've been moving like an Everyman
I drive my spike into every woman
Now if there's some concern
How I was born
You got to blame it
On the chromosome
Oh yeah
I've been moving like an Everyman
Driving this spike into every woman

And I've been riding these rails
From coast to coast
Coming on like some Casey Jones
And I've been
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land
And I've been living like a rich white man
Driving this spike into everyone
And I've been moving like an Everyman
Driving this spike into every woman
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving spikes across this whole wide land
Driving spikes across this whole wide land]]>
Railroad Man

I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across this whole wide land
I've been riding the rails
From coast to coast
Coming on like some Casey Jones
And I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land

I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone
And I've been
I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone
I can bleed the poor
It is my right
We call it freedom
In the deep dark night
And I've been
I've been living like a rich white man
I drive my spike into everyone

I've been moving like an Everyman
I drive my spike into every woman
I've been moving like an Everyman
I drive my spike into every woman
Now if there's some concern
How I was born
You got to blame it
On the chromosome
Oh yeah
I've been moving like an Everyman
Driving this spike into every woman

And I've been riding these rails
From coast to coast
Coming on like some Casey Jones
And I've been
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving these spikes across the whole wide land
And I've been living like a rich white man
Driving this spike into everyone
And I've been moving like an Everyman
Driving this spike into every woman
I've been rolling like a railroad man
Driving spikes across this whole wide land
Driving spikes across this whole wide land]]> 40361 no no Sun, 25 May 2014 20:35:03 +0200 2014-05-25T20:35:03+02:00 2:46 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/down-in-mexico-the-anaheims/
Down (In Mexico)

Way down south of nowhere
In a place that no one goes
There’s a little dirt cantina called
El Muerte del Amour
They serve Mescal from the counter
And Corona’s from the steam
And there's a chilli on the hotplate
That will burn you in your dreams
And there’s a smoking Señorita
With lips of pepper red
She can take you up to heaven
But she’ll leave you lying dead
Yeah! It’s the place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

Two inch short of seven foot tall
And half a barn door wide
He had iron in his fist held tight
And murder in his eye
Well I guess he thought he owned her
Thought he could take my kind
So he closed the gap between us
Before he dropped - to my smoking nine
I grabbed her hand! Led her running
Through the door out to my ride
We were crossing on the border
Fore the sun began to rise
And it is a place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

We holed up in Tulsa
For a while there life was sweet
I was living on her loving
She gave me all I could eat
Then one night when I was working
She was lonely, called her ma
It didn’t take the trouble long
To find out where we were
They came out of the darkness
They rose up like holy death
She fell into their funeral fire
I escaped by a bare hairs breadth
And it's place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

And there’s a smoking Señorita
With lips of pepper red
She can take you up to heaven
But she’ll leave you lying dead
Yeah! It’s the place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico]]>
Down (In Mexico)

Way down south of nowhere
In a place that no one goes
There’s a little dirt cantina called
El Muerte del Amour
They serve Mescal from the counter
And Corona’s from the steam
And there's a chilli on the hotplate
That will burn you in your dreams
And there’s a smoking Señorita
With lips of pepper red
She can take you up to heaven
But she’ll leave you lying dead
Yeah! It’s the place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

Two inch short of seven foot tall
And half a barn door wide
He had iron in his fist held tight
And murder in his eye
Well I guess he thought he owned her
Thought he could take my kind
So he closed the gap between us
Before he dropped - to my smoking nine
I grabbed her hand! Led her running
Through the door out to my ride
We were crossing on the border
Fore the sun began to rise
And it is a place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

We holed up in Tulsa
For a while there life was sweet
I was living on her loving
She gave me all I could eat
Then one night when I was working
She was lonely, called her ma
It didn’t take the trouble long
To find out where we were
They came out of the darkness
They rose up like holy death
She fell into their funeral fire
I escaped by a bare hairs breadth
And it's place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico

And there’s a smoking Señorita
With lips of pepper red
She can take you up to heaven
But she’ll leave you lying dead
Yeah! It’s the place
We all want to go
When we're down
In Mexico]]> 40360 no no Sun, 25 May 2014 20:28:05 +0200 2014-05-25T20:28:05+02:00 4:16 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/caspar-david-friedrich/
Artwork by Caspar David Friedrich

Guitar 'JJ', Cordoba Jet Fusion 12, D'Addario Pro-Arte EJ50 strings. Vocal - Rode NT2A and Logic Pro X.

Caspar David Friedrich

Caspar David Friedrich
Painted pictures
Some of which
You might know
Romantic images
Of mountains
Sea and clouds
Caspar David
Caspar David
Caspar David Friedrich
He knew the mind of God

Wolfgang Amadeus
Mozart
Made music
They still play
Complex patterning
Of harmony
And chords
Amadeus
Amadeus
Amadeus Mozart
He knew the mind of God

Now if you hear
In this music
Something that you know
And if you see
In your minds eye
The sun
If you hear
If you see
If you feel it
Then you know
The mind of God

rpt 1
]]>
Artwork by Caspar David Friedrich

Guitar 'JJ', Cordoba Jet Fusion 12, D'Addario Pro-Arte EJ50 strings. Vocal - Rode NT2A and Logic Pro X.

Caspar David Friedrich

Caspar David Friedrich
Painted pictures
Some of which
You might know
Romantic images
Of mountains
Sea and clouds
Caspar David
Caspar David
Caspar David Friedrich
He knew the mind of God

Wolfgang Amadeus
Mozart
Made music
They still play
Complex patterning
Of harmony
And chords
Amadeus
Amadeus
Amadeus Mozart
He knew the mind of God

Now if you hear
In this music
Something that you know
And if you see
In your minds eye
The sun
If you hear
If you see
If you feel it
Then you know
The mind of God

rpt 1
]]> 40287 no no Sun, 25 May 2014 20:12:04 +0200 2014-05-25T20:12:04+02:00 3:29 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/dogs-dmitry-baleyev-remix/ 38022 no no Tue, 13 May 2014 15:33:04 +0200 2014-05-13T15:33:04+02:00 4:56 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/consider-phlebas/
Death By Water

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.

Read more: T. S. Eliot: Death by Water — Infoplease.com http://www.infoplease.com/t/lit/wasteland/death.html#ixzz2GkQZiWnx]]>
Death By Water

Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
And the profit and loss.
A current under sea
Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
He passed the stages of his age and youth
Entering the whirlpool.
Gentile or Jew
O you who turn the wheel and look to windward,
Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.

Read more: T. S. Eliot: Death by Water — Infoplease.com http://www.infoplease.com/t/lit/wasteland/death.html#ixzz2GkQZiWnx]]> 27680 no no Tue, 04 Mar 2014 11:38:03 +0100 2014-03-04T11:38:03+01:00 2:15 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/dogs/
Lyrics by https://soundcloud.com/archimedes, https://soundcloud.com/jomama-2 and https://soundcloud.com/skye-milan
Music written and performed by https://soundcloud.com/ian-melvin

Guitar: Vintage Lemon Drop through Logic Pro X ~ emulated British Combo Amp, 2x12 Speaker Cab, and pedals Spin Box (Leslie speaker fx), Blue Echo, The Vibe, Heavenly Chorus
Vocal and Harp (DDR Bandmaster Chromatic): Rode NT2-A, Saffire Pro 14 and Logic Pro X on a MacMini.

dogs

my body is a dog
being walked by my soul
lashed by the fetter of life
together we are one
for now

puppets of meat
piloted by ghosts
atop a blue rock hurtling
through the vacuum
we are many
for now

what is this thing
i think i am
a blip in space and time
i "am"
for now

what is this soul
this "me"
canidae contraband
pedaled with marginal success
it is
for now

traces of my life
my love
my hate
us and
them
then and
now

fade to dust
once the canine dies
that widowed leash
survived
by my soul
a whisper
undiscovered
for now]]>
Lyrics by https://soundcloud.com/archimedes, https://soundcloud.com/jomama-2 and https://soundcloud.com/skye-milan
Music written and performed by https://soundcloud.com/ian-melvin

Guitar: Vintage Lemon Drop through Logic Pro X ~ emulated British Combo Amp, 2x12 Speaker Cab, and pedals Spin Box (Leslie speaker fx), Blue Echo, The Vibe, Heavenly Chorus
Vocal and Harp (DDR Bandmaster Chromatic): Rode NT2-A, Saffire Pro 14 and Logic Pro X on a MacMini.

dogs

my body is a dog
being walked by my soul
lashed by the fetter of life
together we are one
for now

puppets of meat
piloted by ghosts
atop a blue rock hurtling
through the vacuum
we are many
for now

what is this thing
i think i am
a blip in space and time
i "am"
for now

what is this soul
this "me"
canidae contraband
pedaled with marginal success
it is
for now

traces of my life
my love
my hate
us and
them
then and
now

fade to dust
once the canine dies
that widowed leash
survived
by my soul
a whisper
undiscovered
for now]]> 27679 no no Tue, 04 Mar 2014 11:34:03 +0100 2014-03-04T11:34:03+01:00 2:49 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ecstasy-with-ana-axe/ 26243 no no Mon, 17 Feb 2014 19:32:04 +0100 2014-02-17T19:32:04+01:00 3:14 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/ecstasy/
After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)
Music composed and performed by I Melvin.

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song! (rpt)

2nd verse

Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face! (rpt)

rpt 1st verse

Artwork Joseph Donaghy
]]>
After a poem by Sarojini Naidu (The Nightingale of India)
Music composed and performed by I Melvin.

Guitar "JJ" (Cordoba Fusion Jet 12 strung with D'Addario Pro*Arte EJ50 Black nylon) through onboard preamp and vocal recorded as live through a Rode NT2-A mic and Focusrite Saffire Pro 14. 2.6Ghz Intel Core i7 MacMini with 16GB memory running Logic Pro X.

Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song! (rpt)

2nd verse

Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face! (rpt)

rpt 1st verse

Artwork Joseph Donaghy
]]> 25208 no no Fri, 07 Feb 2014 11:33:06 +0100 2014-02-07T11:33:06+01:00 3:14 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/in-the-hollow-cinemascope-remix/ Words & Music: ian melvin
Production: artyom tchebotaryov
Artwork: MiMi copyright 2013

IN THE HOLLOW

Now that you've come to the end of your rope
Neath the old Hickory, down by the fork
And the last of your light, dies on your thigh

In the hollow
In the hollow

You carried a cross, you exercised will
You carried a gun, you killed and you killed
Then buried yourself in the women you felled

In the hollow
In the hollow

And stones in the road can break your toes
But the stones in your soul make you hollow

In the hollow

Now that you've come to the end of the rope
Neath the old Hickory, down by the fork
And the last of your light, dies on your thigh

In the hollow
In the hollow
In the hollow
In the hollow
Hollow]]> Words & Music: ian melvin
Production: artyom tchebotaryov
Artwork: MiMi copyright 2013

IN THE HOLLOW

Now that you've come to the end of your rope
Neath the old Hickory, down by the fork
And the last of your light, dies on your thigh

In the hollow
In the hollow

You carried a cross, you exercised will
You carried a gun, you killed and you killed
Then buried yourself in the women you felled

In the hollow
In the hollow

And stones in the road can break your toes
But the stones in your soul make you hollow

In the hollow

Now that you've come to the end of the rope
Neath the old Hickory, down by the fork
And the last of your light, dies on your thigh

In the hollow
In the hollow
In the hollow
In the hollow
Hollow]]> 23274 no no Wed, 22 Jan 2014 13:20:10 +0100 2014-01-22T13:20:10+01:00 2:18 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/once-in-a-blue-moon-with-video/
This is a remaster of a little two mic demo done on Logic Pro X.

Artwork by locobyte at deviant art

Once in a Blue Moon

I climbed way up to the top of that tree
And rowed a boat down a dark moonlit stream
Ripped off my clothes and dived into the lagoon, with you
But that was once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon

I disagreed with the man on the news
Bertrand Russell said it best and I approve
You can lie to tyrants but I must not bend the knee, even to you
Not even once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon

Cause when it's shining, it's constant lightening
The bolts come true, down to you
Always once, in a blue moon
Once in a blue moon

Caught myself thinking and that couldn't be good
So I took myself off for a talk in the woods
Lost all my flesh and then restarted the truth, with you
And that was once, in a blue moon
Once in a blue moon

I climbed way up to the top of that tree
And rowed a boat down a dark moonlit stream
Ripped off my clothes and dived into the lagoon, with you
But that was once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon]]>
This is a remaster of a little two mic demo done on Logic Pro X.

Artwork by locobyte at deviant art

Once in a Blue Moon

I climbed way up to the top of that tree
And rowed a boat down a dark moonlit stream
Ripped off my clothes and dived into the lagoon, with you
But that was once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon

I disagreed with the man on the news
Bertrand Russell said it best and I approve
You can lie to tyrants but I must not bend the knee, even to you
Not even once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon

Cause when it's shining, it's constant lightening
The bolts come true, down to you
Always once, in a blue moon
Once in a blue moon

Caught myself thinking and that couldn't be good
So I took myself off for a talk in the woods
Lost all my flesh and then restarted the truth, with you
And that was once, in a blue moon
Once in a blue moon

I climbed way up to the top of that tree
And rowed a boat down a dark moonlit stream
Ripped off my clothes and dived into the lagoon, with you
But that was once, in a blue moon
Once, in a blue moon]]> 22824 no no Sun, 19 Jan 2014 18:44:07 +0100 2014-01-19T18:44:07+01:00 4:00 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/daddies-in-the-mood/ 22835 no no Sun, 19 Jan 2014 18:21:55 +0100 2014-01-19T18:21:55+01:00 1:36 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/by-and-by-in-bb-with-video/
This song was written for the Pat Pattison Songwriting Coursera. It was also written in response to my wife, asking me when I was with Flu, what music I would like at my funeral (Yes! She is the sensitive type!). I said, "Take Me Home" by Tom Waits and sung by Crystal Gayle. She said they would likely not have that song licensed for use at the crematorium. Thereupon, I decided to write my own Elegy. This version is a more refined version of the week 5 original, cast in a different key of Bb and with some subtle differences in delivery. I have deliberately retained some breath and mic noise to give a live quality to the recording.
Guitar - Walden B1E Baritone(di) and Rode NT2A microphone both through Focusrite Saffire Pro 14 and recorded with Logic Pro X on an iMac.

In time, when I have mastered the Hammond B3 in Logic Pro X I will offer a somewhat different version of this tune!

By and By

(verse)
When I go
Down the river
Will you wait,
By the waterside?
When I go
To my redeemer
Will you forgive me
(refrain)
By and by?

(verse)
Will you fold me
In my linen;
Leave a silver dollar
In my hand?
So I can buy me
Buy me a ferry man
To carry me over
(refrain)
By and by?

(chorus)
By and by - your pain will lessen
By and by - your tears will dry
By and by - my soul will settle
If you forgive me - by and by
If you forgive me - by and by
(rpt)]]>
This song was written for the Pat Pattison Songwriting Coursera. It was also written in response to my wife, asking me when I was with Flu, what music I would like at my funeral (Yes! She is the sensitive type!). I said, "Take Me Home" by Tom Waits and sung by Crystal Gayle. She said they would likely not have that song licensed for use at the crematorium. Thereupon, I decided to write my own Elegy. This version is a more refined version of the week 5 original, cast in a different key of Bb and with some subtle differences in delivery. I have deliberately retained some breath and mic noise to give a live quality to the recording.
Guitar - Walden B1E Baritone(di) and Rode NT2A microphone both through Focusrite Saffire Pro 14 and recorded with Logic Pro X on an iMac.

In time, when I have mastered the Hammond B3 in Logic Pro X I will offer a somewhat different version of this tune!

By and By

(verse)
When I go
Down the river
Will you wait,
By the waterside?
When I go
To my redeemer
Will you forgive me
(refrain)
By and by?

(verse)
Will you fold me
In my linen;
Leave a silver dollar
In my hand?
So I can buy me
Buy me a ferry man
To carry me over
(refrain)
By and by?

(chorus)
By and by - your pain will lessen
By and by - your tears will dry
By and by - my soul will settle
If you forgive me - by and by
If you forgive me - by and by
(rpt)]]> 22780 no no Sun, 19 Jan 2014 13:23:59 +0100 2014-01-19T13:23:59+01:00 2:18 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/anna-liffey-with-video/
Anna Liffey

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night the Wren’s song died

The days were short, when we first joined
And wind blew cold, ‘tween the piers
Where I raised my hand beneath your skirts
Flesh hot as the sun's own fires

Through my fingers, Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

A frost fell white, on the homeward bound
And stars winked cool and slyly
When I lifted your eyes, to my desire
So the solstice moon did rise

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

As the crossroads met, and we last fumbled
Then the dawn light shone anew
Why I raised my hat, and for all my life
Canst not say why I bid adieu

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

I last raised my bat on St Stephens nacht
As I met the Wren sat on the wall
So I boxed this boys soul up under my arm
And set off for silver and gold

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died]]>
Anna Liffey

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night the Wren’s song died

The days were short, when we first joined
And wind blew cold, ‘tween the piers
Where I raised my hand beneath your skirts
Flesh hot as the sun's own fires

Through my fingers, Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

A frost fell white, on the homeward bound
And stars winked cool and slyly
When I lifted your eyes, to my desire
So the solstice moon did rise

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

As the crossroads met, and we last fumbled
Then the dawn light shone anew
Why I raised my hat, and for all my life
Canst not say why I bid adieu

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died

I last raised my bat on St Stephens nacht
As I met the Wren sat on the wall
So I boxed this boys soul up under my arm
And set off for silver and gold

Through my fingers Anna Liffey
And in my palms you flowed
Again on a night in the Temple Bar
That night that the Wren’s song died]]> 21769 no no Mon, 13 Jan 2014 20:25:26 +0100 2014-01-13T20:25:26+01:00 3:32 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/i-cant-tell-you-why-with-video/
A little retro something in the style of Lefty Frizzell.
Hope you like it Opry style!

I Can't Tell You Why

I Can't tell you why
There's a tear caught in my eye
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I Can't tell you why
I stare into the sky
It's so blue
And I want to dive right in
I Can't tell you why
Oh! Why! Oh! Why!
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I waited up all night
And you never came back in
I Can't tell you why
But I think you did

I Can't tell you why
The words catch in my throat
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I Can't tell you why
I get the urge to fly
I just do
And I wanna go right now
I Can't tell you why
Oh! Why! Oh! Why!
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I stayed awake all night
And you didn't come back in
I Can't tell you why
But I think you did]]>
A little retro something in the style of Lefty Frizzell.
Hope you like it Opry style!

I Can't Tell You Why

I Can't tell you why
There's a tear caught in my eye
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I Can't tell you why
I stare into the sky
It's so blue
And I want to dive right in
I Can't tell you why
Oh! Why! Oh! Why!
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I waited up all night
And you never came back in
I Can't tell you why
But I think you did

I Can't tell you why
The words catch in my throat
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I Can't tell you why
I get the urge to fly
I just do
And I wanna go right now
I Can't tell you why
Oh! Why! Oh! Why!
I Can't tell you why
My dear
I stayed awake all night
And you didn't come back in
I Can't tell you why
But I think you did]]> 21696 no no Mon, 13 Jan 2014 14:00:01 +0100 2014-01-13T14:00:01+01:00 2:13 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/the-pharos-light/
Pharos Light

The last of the drifters and keelers made the rise
And the foremost of the trawler men departed on the tide
We will see their like again along the muddy Wyre
They are just songs now.... for this lyre

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds us nothings ever free
In this fleeting life... flowing... flowing to the sea.

Mothers, wives and daughters once gathered on the quay
Nothing now but whispers and shadows in the breeze
And we will never see their like again against the shining sea
But we’ll recall them as we sing

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds us nothing’s ever free
In this fleeting life flowing... flowing... to the sea.

Oh! men of the Michael Griffith* the Goth* the Hildina*
Oh! the boys of the Fleetwood Lady* she waltzed into the bay
We will never see their like again on this or any other day
But we'll remember them as we play

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds nothing’s ever free
In this fleeting life, flowing, flowing to the sea.

*Those vessels named are just some of the many lost to the sea with so many men over the years. You can see a full list on the link below.
www.fleetwood-fishing-industry.co.uk/fleetw…t-sea/]]>
Pharos Light

The last of the drifters and keelers made the rise
And the foremost of the trawler men departed on the tide
We will see their like again along the muddy Wyre
They are just songs now.... for this lyre

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds us nothings ever free
In this fleeting life... flowing... flowing to the sea.

Mothers, wives and daughters once gathered on the quay
Nothing now but whispers and shadows in the breeze
And we will never see their like again against the shining sea
But we’ll recall them as we sing

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds us nothing’s ever free
In this fleeting life flowing... flowing... to the sea.

Oh! men of the Michael Griffith* the Goth* the Hildina*
Oh! the boys of the Fleetwood Lady* she waltzed into the bay
We will never see their like again on this or any other day
But we'll remember them as we play

And the Pharos Light still shines so bright
Guiding all those windblown souls safely home tonight
And the Pharos light reminds nothing’s ever free
In this fleeting life, flowing, flowing to the sea.

*Those vessels named are just some of the many lost to the sea with so many men over the years. You can see a full list on the link below.
www.fleetwood-fishing-industry.co.uk/fleetw…t-sea/]]> 21489 no no Sun, 12 Jan 2014 16:08:21 +0100 2014-01-12T16:08:21+01:00 4:13 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/jericho-with-faerytale/
Guitar: Unnar (Walden Baritione B1E), Microphone: Rode NT2A, I/O Focusrite Saffire Pro14, iMac and Logic Pro X.

Riders on the the old river road
Nobody's talking, but somebody told
And the weathercock turns over Sutter's barn
Scarecrow points to the setting sun

Dark clouds lour the western plain
A distant rumble, a storm declaims
And Billies been sweating since she gave it up
Its fear that silvers her tongue

Oh! Judgement
It comes to be
Take the choice
Away from me
I hear them now
Oh! As they blow
The bleating horns
Of Jericho

Corvids darken the lightning tree
A thousand eyes through the darkness see
A brutal truth of the world exposed
The sacrifice, the blood, the bone

Oh! Judgement (etc)

Spotless lamb, blameless girl
The blades they turn in this mans world
They dare not see or will they look
At the truths that lie in their good books

Oh! Judgement (etc) x2

Riders on the old river road
Nobody's talking, but somebody told.]]>
Guitar: Unnar (Walden Baritione B1E), Microphone: Rode NT2A, I/O Focusrite Saffire Pro14, iMac and Logic Pro X.

Riders on the the old river road
Nobody's talking, but somebody told
And the weathercock turns over Sutter's barn
Scarecrow points to the setting sun

Dark clouds lour the western plain
A distant rumble, a storm declaims
And Billies been sweating since she gave it up
Its fear that silvers her tongue

Oh! Judgement
It comes to be
Take the choice
Away from me
I hear them now
Oh! As they blow
The bleating horns
Of Jericho

Corvids darken the lightning tree
A thousand eyes through the darkness see
A brutal truth of the world exposed
The sacrifice, the blood, the bone

Oh! Judgement (etc)

Spotless lamb, blameless girl
The blades they turn in this mans world
They dare not see or will they look
At the truths that lie in their good books

Oh! Judgement (etc) x2

Riders on the old river road
Nobody's talking, but somebody told.]]> 21484 no no Sun, 12 Jan 2014 15:59:22 +0100 2014-01-12T15:59:22+01:00 3:38 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/siddhartha/
Siddhartha

I have my illusions
I have my illusions of love
I have my illusions of love and of you
But theres nothing left for me to do
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you
I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you

They have their delusions
They have their delusions these fools
They have their delusions these fools that I meet
On the road as I'm coming to you
Killing gods on the road home to you
And I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you

Theres no illusion
In the love I find in you
Wherein all delusion
Becomes self evident
And true
And theres nothing left for me to do
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you
I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming on home to you.
]]>
Siddhartha

I have my illusions
I have my illusions of love
I have my illusions of love and of you
But theres nothing left for me to do
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you
I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you

They have their delusions
They have their delusions these fools
They have their delusions these fools that I meet
On the road as I'm coming to you
Killing gods on the road home to you
And I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you

Theres no illusion
In the love I find in you
Wherein all delusion
Becomes self evident
And true
And theres nothing left for me to do
I'm on the road and I'm coming to you
I'm coming on home
I'm on the road and I'm coming on home to you.
]]> 21481 no no Sun, 12 Jan 2014 15:58:15 +0100 2014-01-12T15:58:15+01:00 3:38 https://hearthis.at/ian.melvin/thanksgiving/
Guitar: Unnar (Walden Baritone) tuned C, F, A*, D*, G, C through an AKG C1000S
Vocal: Rode NT2A

Thanksgiving

I came down from Detroit
I walked there were no cars
I could have hitched a ride
On a passing Thunderbird
But the Chief said, "It's not time"
"The chains they wear are too tight."
So we waited through the days
Made our move at night

There are unresolved conflicts
Over words and territories
It's a curse upon those tribes
The ones with faith compelling
So nothing ever grows
Bar the list of dying
And the song their children sing
Indistinguishable from screaming

She was the one who cut my hair
My very own Delilah
She cast me to the wind
And through her I expanded
Oh! How our children grow
Like a river ever flowing
They generate their light
Over pebbles, overflowing]]>
Guitar: Unnar (Walden Baritone) tuned C, F, A*, D*, G, C through an AKG C1000S
Vocal: Rode NT2A

Thanksgiving

I came down from Detroit
I walked there were no cars
I could have hitched a ride
On a passing Thunderbird
But the Chief said, "It's not time"
"The chains they wear are too tight."
So we waited through the days
Made our move at night

There are unresolved conflicts
Over words and territories
It's a curse upon those tribes
The ones with faith compelling
So nothing ever grows
Bar the list of dying
And the song their children sing
Indistinguishable from screaming

She was the one who cut my hair
My very own Delilah
She cast me to the wind
And through her I expanded
Oh! How our children grow
Like a river ever flowing
They generate their light
Over pebbles, overflowing]]> 21479 no no Sun, 12 Jan 2014 15:48:13 +0100 2014-01-12T15:48:13+01:00 5:20