Harri Boy Rogers and Friends LIVE at Get Off The Grid.

What I did on my holidays in the the USA this summer.  

Scene Red, the band I sing with and write lyrics for, were invited to play at the Get Off The Grid Solar Energy Festival in Hemptown, North Georgia.  We could not raise the funds to get the whole band over so I spoke to the organiser, Bill Fleming, and he said “Don’t worry Harry, you come over with some songs and I will get you some musicians to play with.”. I arrived in Atlanta with some lyrics on my phone and met up with Craig Rafuse.  We spent four or five hours working out some chords for the songs and then we duly set off for the festival at the end of the week. I had a slot booked for the Saturday evening at 7.30pm and by midday Craig and I had hooked up with Steve Baird, a great drummer and film maker from Sandy Springs in Atlanta. Over a beer at lunchtime I was talking with David Herndon from Athens, lead guitarist with the Caroline Aiken Band, and when I said I was trying to put a scratch band together for that evening he said “I’ll play with you Harri.”, so we had lead guitarist on board. Steve Baird played drums with a great band from Atlanta, Hair of The Dog, and he persuaded their lead guitarist, John Fergusen, to join us, by six o’clock things were looking good but we still needed to find a bass guitarist. Devin Harris said “I’ll play bass with you guys if I can get a bass guitar and an amp from somewhere.”.  A band finished playing on the mainstage at 7.00pm, Devin borrowed a bass and an amp from them and turned up with these on a golf cart at 7.15pm with the other guys, none of whom knew each other, let alone me, neither did they know any of the songs.  This is a recording of what happened when we started playing on the dance tent stage at 7.30pm. I will say this y’all, they sure know how to jam in Georgia.

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My Zeitgeist Tie Dye – a hippy lament.

 

On the 26th August 2017 I wrote this lyric sat at the kitchen table in Bill and Jacqueline Fleming’s house in Candler Park, Atlanta.

My Zeitgeist Tie Dye

One of those days when everything is right,

When you turn up looking clean outa sight,

People are smiling and you soon see why,

Everybody’s wearing their old tie dye.

Going back in their mind to better times,

When bent politicians paid for their crimes.

My zeitgeist tie dye

Brings a happy sigh

My zeitgeist tie dye

Will make no one cry

The tee shirts, the waistcoats, bell bottomed loons,

The beads and the joss, those Grateful Dead tunes,

That time when the young all tried to be nice,

When every day was a roll of the dice,

When the righteous stood up against the war,

When we knew what we had to struggle for.

My zeitgeist tie dye

Brings a happy sigh

My zeitgeist tie dye

Will make no one cry

When the sun shines on this human rainbow,

More psychedelic than any light show,

Young and old, together they can unwind,

Whilst spectacularly blowing our minds.

Don’t know if it comes from below or above,

I still hanker for that old peace and love.

My zeitgeist tie dye

Brings a happy sigh

My zeitgeist tie dye

Will make no one cry

My

Zeitgeist

Tie Dye.

A song for Steve Baird.
521 Harold Avenue: 26th August 2017.

Two days later I went into Steve Baird’s basement studio with Steve Baird – Drums, Craig Rafuse – Rhythm Guitar, and Susannah Masari – Backing Vocals where we laid down some backing tracks for this song.  I returned to England with the recorded stems, when I got back I set up a session in Andrew Howell’s studio, Andy’s Gaff, in Frome on Saturday 23rd November with Steve Young on guitar, Robert Goldsmith on Saxes, and Andrew Howell engineering. On the afternoon of Tuesday 5th December in Harriboy’s Hut, Aberbanc, West Wales I sat and did the above Mix.

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Steve Baird setting up the recording software in his studio in Sandy Springs, Atlanta.

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Craig Rafuse listening back with a cup of coffee in Steve Baird’s studio.

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Susannah Masarie listening back.

Cricket In A Bamboo Bottle – MP3 December 2017

Cricket In A Bamboo Bottle.

I used to do that little trick
Poking you with my stick
I would make you buzz all night long

 

I used to do that little trick
With my old poking stick
You would sing your favourite song

 

I’d make you buzz like a cricket
Cricket in a bamboo bottle
I would make you buzz all night long
Like a cricket in a bamboo bottle

 

Beneath a silver night moon kite
White light could shine so bright
I would make you buzz all night long

 

I would still do that little trick
With my old poking stick
You would sing your favourite song

 

I’d make you buzz like a cricket
Cricket in a bamboo bottle
I would make you buzz all night long
Like a cricket in a bamboo bottle

Aberbanc : 7th May 2017.

Harri, Steve and Craig in Sandy Springs

Harri Rogers, Steve Baird and Craig Rafuse in Sandy Springs, Atlanta Georgia.

After playing together at the Get Off The Grid Fest Solar Expo & Sustainability Fair at the Union County Arena in Hemptown, North Georgia on 19th August 2017  Steve Baird, Craig Rafuse and I went back to Steve’s basement studio and laid down some parts for a rock and roll song called Cricket In A Bamboo Bottle. Afterwards I took the stems back home with me and last weekend three members of The Unbroken Ponies,  Steve Young, Andrew Howell, and Robert Goldsmith added more parts in Andrew Howell’s studio , Andy’s Gaff, in Frome, Somerset, England. Today I got a copy of the mix from Andrew and here it is. Cheers everyone involved for making me happy.

Unbroken Ponies at Harrifest

Centre figures in this photo are Steve Young, Harri Rogers and Andrew Howell with other members of the Unbroken Ponies crew and Colin Bodiam at Harrifest 2015.

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Robert Goldsmith with his baritone saxophone in Harriboy’s Hut, Aberbanc, West Wales on October 30th 2017.

 

TIPPY TOE TO THE BOOGIE

 

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I wrote the words to this song in the USA this summer after I attended a festival there.  I got together with members of the Unbroken Ponies, Andrew Howell, Steve Young and Robert Goldsmith, in Andy’s Gaff studio in Frome on Saturday and we wrote and recorded this Pop song.

 

TIPPY TOE TO THE BOOGIE

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

On down the road

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

Way down the road

Tippy Toe to the Boogie

All the way to the Boogie

 

Where the roosters strut that old loving stuff

And the pandas eat magic bamboo shoots

Where sacramental love flows true and strong

Whilst beautiful music plays all night long

 

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

On down the road

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

Way down the road

Tippy Toe to the Boogie

All the way to the Boogie

 

That place where you can leave the world behind

Where people spend their whole time being kind

Where dancers prance in Sun and moon shadows

And wondrous camps spring up from the meadows

 

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

On down the road

Tippy Toe Tippy Toe

Way down the road

Tippy Toe to the Boogie

All the way to the Boogie

Harry Rogers, in Dr Bombay’s. Candler Park, Atlanta, 6th September 2017.

 

Unbroken Ponies – CONCHY

Ponies rehearsal at Dyffrin GwyntIn 2015 the Unbroken Ponies went into the Last Track Studio in Llanon, Ceredigion and cut this track in memory of those conscientious objectors who were brave enough not to fight in World War One. the Lyric is below the Audio track.

CONCHY

He wore a black poppy and a white feather

Every single day with pride

He wore the black poppy and the white feather

Every day until he died

Nothing they did could make him change his mind

Wouldn’t do what they told him to

They locked him up and even beat him up

He still wouldn’t do as he was told

Kept his head high never let them see him cry

Wavered not even as he got old

Conchy was his name

Waging peace his game

Conchy was his name

Waging peace his game

Black poppies

For Conchies

Sixteen hundred

Long dead and gone

They set him to work on the ambulance train

Treating dying and wounded men

Sent him near the front for the whole of the war

Again and again and again

British and French and even German soldiers too

Patched up those he thought would survive

Collected creased photographs of loved ones on swings

From those who were no longer alive

Young girls on swings

From London or Berlin

Daughters, mums and wives

All now with ruined lives

White feathers

For Conchies

Sixteen hundred

Long dead and gone

Took Conchy for his name he was born to disobey

Never did what others told him to do

Refused to go and fight he would never kill a man

No matter whoever wanted him to

Envelopes were sent to him with white feathers in

For week after week after week

He kept them, every one, wore one in his lapel

Waited for somebody to speak

Conchy was his name

Waging peace his game

Conchy was his name

Waging peace his game

Wear a black poppy

For Conchy

Wear a white feather

For Conchy

Sixteen hundred like him

Long dead and gone

Remembered here

To live on and on

Harry Rogers, Aberbanc

November 11th 2014

SCENE RED RELEASE SINGLE FROM FORTHCOMING ALBUM

This track from our forthcoming album is called Chasing Fireflies.  We hope to finish the album soon and release it on Deep River Records.  Meanwhile we in the band hope you like this.

CHASING FIREFLIES

I sit out on the deck
Watching your children play
Chasing bright red fireflies
In last rays of the day
Old knees worn out now
Else I too would chase
Pleasure comes from sunset
Lighting up your face

Spent a long long time
Chasing fireflies
Spent a real long time
Chasing fireflies
Now there is no time for
Chasing fireflies

There are things I would
Like to do on the day I die
Just for the briefest moment
Hold a bright red firefly
Listen to the nightingale
Singing as it flies up high
Know that you are smiling
As we say goodbye

Spent a long long time
Chasing fireflies
Spent a real long time
Chasing fireflies
Now there is no time for
Chasing fireflies

Harry Rogers, Pencnwcau, 2014

Scene Red T Shirt 2017

Zombie Walk in Sitges 7th October 2017

Every year in Catalonia a film festival dedicated to horror, fantasy and sci-fi takes place in Sitges. Here is some footage of the world famous Zombie Walk. I would have shot more but my phone was out of battery power. A whole lot of fun as is clearly shown. Great stuff for monster lovers everywhere. Music soundtrack to this video is Here Comes The Rougarou by The Unbroken Ponies.

HERE COMES THE ROUGAROU

Watch out good people
It’s coming soon
Coming to get you
Coming real soon
Gonna suck your blood
Coming real soon
Look out now baby
It’s the Rougarou

Rougarou
Rougarou
Look out now baby
It’s the Rougarou

Talks like a Tory
Dressed up in blue
Coming to get you
Coming real soon
Take away your rights
Dignity too
Look out now baby
It’s the Rougarou

Rougarou
Rougarou
Look out now baby
Tory Rougarou

14th May 2015 Aberbanc.