KevAyreski

Dear Constant Reader,

Ok so I've been very busy in work recently so I haven't gotten a chance in the last few weeks to blog my equally-busy social life, including:
- My Birthday & drinks out with absolutely bloody everyone,
- Night out on Saturday in Swords,
- Superb Beasley gig last night with support from the equally superb Calico Jak.
Pics & info available soon, when I gets a chance.

But for the moment, here's some quick news.
I got an mp3 player a month or so ago.
A 30Gb iAudio. It's fantastic, & I'm still getting used to it.
But I've just recently found out how to use hte "line-in" feature,
which records music from other devices.
So I'm in the process of digging up my old radio recorded dance tapes from about 10 years ago. I'm rediscovering some great old music I've lost touch with.
Not sure what format it'll record in (hopefully mp3 - for ease of use\sharing).
But 1 of the 1st songs I came across that had been completely forgotten about is
LionRock 'Packet Of Peace'.
And it's as good as I remember & I remembered the fantastic lyrics instantly as soon as I heard them again.
So here's the lyrics in full:

LionRock - 'Packet Of Peace'


The bottles are all empty; the potion’s gone
Powers promised like the dawn
It just won't carry on
I leave the empties on the doorstep to be filled by time
Is he a wizard or a teacher? Is she a friend of mine?

I left a note and signed with haste
“Give me a packet of peace to taste
And if you're willing, an extra crate
Of any power to combat hate”
Cause though I heard that hate brings pain
And I need love to take the strain
A parcel of extra blessing
To keep my days from guessing

Oh teach me, the words won't turn the way I ask them
Oh reach me, show faces true before I pass them

And all the world is out of key
And it shrinks inside me
So many faces to be friends
When all the madness ends
I'll leave my mind beneath the mat
So you can let yourself in
If you can stand the mess then stay
But I'm not entertaining

I feel the richness of our days
Are like smoke to hold
I'd make a paper heart to love you
If I knew where to fold
But I must sit and just keep trying
Until I see the shape I seek
Because I must learn to sculpt the strength
For everyday that I'm weak

Oh teach me, the storms won't turn the way we aim them
Oh reach me, the dreams grow wild before we tame them


Fantastic.
Anyway, real feckin' busy.
Looks like I'll be working Paddy's day at this rate.
So will post birthday pics later in the week or something.
'Til tehn. Stay safe & have fun.