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Track 11 of 20 of my next "Rest of" collection. This is a fast and funky little number, with hints of gooseberry and a shade of oak.

Best paired with lasagne and someone you love

[lewbearmusic]

This song was all done about this time last year, but it got lost during the mixing and recording of other tracks. It's destined to end up on the next one of my "Rest Of" compilations I release, but it's a nice chilled out number about trying to chill out (very meta) with a bit of an odd instrumental bridge that represents the chaos I was trying to chill out from.

[lewbearmusic]

Woke up to a great message from @ariicis that she'd discovered my music on Spotify and, inspired by the artwork, created this. What a cool way to start the day! #LewBear #OhDeath #Artwork #Death #YinYang https://www.instagram.com/p/CMgvI_XJS-U/?igshid=1j2ecxf12lxlz

[lewbearmusic]

I’ve rerecorded my first B-Sides album, Loose Ends. I’d be very grateful if you could take the time to listen and let me know your favourites, as it would help me decide which ones to release on Spotify, Apple, etc

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I wrote a rock song, but I'm not a rocker, so this is probably pretty average, but hey, who cares? I'm having fun getting things out of my system and normal service will be resumed shortly, coz I have no intention of carrying on in this vein - though if one crops up by accident again, I won't hold it back either (LewBear)

[lewbearmusic]

A new song of mine recorded in John Duffy’s back garden in Ayrshire

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Ripples - the opening track of the soon to be released album of the same name. Recorded by (and features on bouzouki) John Duffy of Next Window Studios Lyrics There’s a man who built upon a rock, To the ticking of a clock As his life was speeding past When he laid the final brick, he’d caught the carrot lost the stick So he gave it all away There’s nothing solid we can leave that’ll last down through the centuries Nothing that won’t crumble into dust But the ripples of our love and hate never stop keep going straight When everything we’ve made has turned to rust There’s a gal who raised a boy alone, Had no money ‘til he’d grown And always felt she failed him But he grew up with lots of care, He was always helpful always fair And he never wanted for a thing There’s nothing solid we can leave that’ll last down through the centuries Nothing that won’t crumble into dust But the ripples of our love and hate never stop keep going straight When everything we’ve made has turned to rust There’s a family who lost it all, It was illness caused the fall And their hope was shorn away Homeless on the streets they roam. Till a man gave them a home A man raised by a single gal There’s nothing solid we can leave that’ll last down through the centuries Nothing that won’t crumble into dust But the ripples of our love and hate never stop keep going straight When everything we’ve made has turned to rust