Galvin Delena plays the bass
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9 year-old Galvin Delena plays electric bass

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sorrow - original composition (violin & piano)
02:51
sorrow - original composition (violin & piano)

John Bettley was one of my music teachers at school he inspired me and many others to make wonderful music and sadly in my last year of school he got run over while crossing a road. when i heard the news i went and took out all my feelings on my piano and this is the result. hope you enjoy listening.Jack Telfer St Claire

Eli Lev - "making space"
03:11
Eli Lev - "making space"

Listen to 'Making Space' on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0Kc3a... For more info on Eli Lev check out: https://www.eli-lev.com To support Eli and join the family: https://www.patreon.com/elilevmusic Follow on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elilevmusic/ Like and follow on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/elilevmusic

Stephen Bishop - Rock Little Reindeer (Original Christmas Song)
02:07
Stephen Bishop - Rock Little Reindeer (Original Christmas Song)

Follow Stephen Bishop Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3JhRH... Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/stephenbisho... Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stephenbish... Twitter: https://twitter.com/bishsongs?lang=en Website: https://www.stephenbishop.com

BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
03:46
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here

sorrow - original composition (violin & piano)
02:51
sorrow - original composition (violin & piano)

John Bettley was one of my music teachers at school he inspired me and many others to make wonderful music and sadly in my last year of school he got run over while crossing a road. when i heard the news i went and took out all my feelings on my piano and this is the result. hope you enjoy listening.Jack Telfer St Claire


Eli Lev - "making space"
03:11
Eli Lev - "making space"

Listen to 'Making Space' on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0Kc3a... For more info on Eli Lev check out: https://www.eli-lev.com To support Eli and join the family: https://www.patreon.com/elilevmusic Follow on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/elilevmusic/ Like and follow on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/elilevmusic


Stephen Bishop - Rock Little Reindeer (Original Christmas Song)
02:07
Stephen Bishop - Rock Little Reindeer (Original Christmas Song)

Follow Stephen Bishop Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3JhRH... Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/stephenbisho... Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/stephenbish... Twitter: https://twitter.com/bishsongs?lang=en Website: https://www.stephenbishop.com


BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
03:46
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here