A selection of songs and instrumentals by Andrew Charman-Williams or as Spiral Net. Spiral Net produces mainly electronic music either instrumental or with virtual or computer generated vocals while songs and instrumentals using my voice and/or real instruments are normally under my name..
The full selection will appear below but to narrow the selection down the following categories can be used though at the moment there is a lot of doubling up so the same content may show in multiple places..
quiet corner, shadows play, ivy creeps, memories lay, there’s a house, all alone, stories etched, every stone.
windows stare, longing gaze, distant echoes, bygone days, through doors ajar, the breeze, flows through the memories.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, floors that creak with the weight of years, yet in the silence, love still appears.
the fireplace emits no light, cold embers in the night, in its ashes, the stories remain, echoing laughter, echoing pain.
rooms a canvas, life’s design, faded colours of heart and mind, furniture draped, sheets of white, waiting for one last night.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, nature reclaims, with vines entwined, yet in the ruins, love you’ll find.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, guarding secrets, tales untold, in this home, now still and cold.
time is passing so slow today oh yeah time is passing so slow today I may be wrong to sing my song and let the time just pass away
nothing I need to do today no there’s nothing I need to do today so it may be wrong to sing some songs but I’ll just let time pass away
nowhere I need to be today no there’s nowhere I need to be today so it may be wrong to sing my songs as I just let time pass away so I may be wrong to sing my songs while I just let time pass away
I shout my anguish my fear my pain but noone listens yet again I’ll shout it out let the words take flight I’ll shout it out with all my might
Yelling into the void but there’s no reply Met with silence I scream, I cry Yelling into the void for all these years shouting and screaming till someone hears
Though my cries may fade away I’ll keep yelling come what may In the void I’ll make my stand A lone voice heard across the land
So let me scream let me roar Until my voice is heard once more
Yelling into the void but there’s no reply Met with silence I scream, I cry Yelling into the void for all these years shouting and screaming till someone hears
Yelling into the void I won’t give in I’ll keep shouting, until I win Yelling into the void until I’m hoarse No regrets no remorse
In shadows cast by stones of old whispers rise from depths untold for though the castle may decay its spirit lingers bright as day In the ruins memories unfold
Under skies of blue, where troubles end, A symbol of peace, a dove ascends. Its feathers, a canvas, pure and white, Glide through the skies, a beacon of light.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
In times of trouble, when hearts grow weary, The white dove whispers, soft and airy. It carries hopes on gentle wings, And to a troubled world, some hope it brings.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
In lands divided, by walls of fear, The white dove’s call, so crystal clear. It seeks no borders, nor lines drawn deep, But a world united, where all may sleep.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
oh white dove you still remain a symbol of hope amidst the pain with every beat of your gentle wing a dream of peace you bring
I still hear your laughter, soft as the breeze It whispers through the trees, brings me to my knees The way we used to dance, under starlit skies Now the echoes of your voice are where my heart lies
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
I see your shadow in the morning light It lingers in the silence of the quiet night Though time moves forward, leaving us behind In every passing moment, you’re still on my mind
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
And I hold on to every piece of you The moments we shared, the things we knew They live on forever, deep in my soul Your memory’s a fire, it keeps me whole
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
They wanted Yes or No as the only answers but what if it’s Yes and No or neither with no firm answer.
So many things aren’t simply black or white, wrong or right. Left or right day or night
Yes or No Yes and No Yes or No Yes and No
Where are the shades of grey and the central ground Why expect a simple answer to a complex question Why is the complex answer never found What if it’s both, what if it’s none
Yes or No Yes and No Yes or No Yes and No or neither
Tintinn is an instrumental piece for piano by Andrew Charman-Williams that is based on a modification of the tintinnabuli compositional technique developed by Arvo Pärt.
Gentle Echoes is an instrumental piece by Andrew Charman-Williams recording as Spiral Net that is maybe part ambient, part soundscape and part gentle contemplation.
Banjo Noodling 241024 is a fingerstyle tenor banjo improvisation over a four chord loop. Both tenor banjo tracks were a single take so there’s things I’d probably change or fix if I planned it out fully.
Incessant Call is an instrumental piece with two fingerstyle tenor guitar parts. Cockatoos insisted on providing some accompaniment from their scratching on the roof and screeching. The piece was inspired by the constant monotonous calls of the Tawny Frogmouth and Bronzewing.
Myfyrdod 4 is an instrumental for tenor guitar. It was originally on an acoustic tenor guitar tuned GDAE but here it is played finger style on electric tenor guitar in CGDA.
Myfyrdod is just a word I like that is one of two I’m using as generic titles (instead of Untitled 4 or whatever) for instrumentals that don’t have other names but is taken from a Welsh word meaning meditation or contemplation.
A new piece played finger style on electric tenor guitar called Myfyrdod 3. I wrote it and had been playing it on an acoustic tenor guitar in GDAE tuning but decided to give it a try in CGDA on the electric.
The title Myfyrdod is mainly just one of two generic titles I am using for some instrumentals where I don’t have a name. Myfyrdod is from a Welsh word which seems to translate to meditation or contemplation and the other, Syniad is idea or concept but I mainly just like the way they look and sound.
Myfyrdod 2 is a slightly dark, atmospheric electronic instrumental piece by Andrew Charman-Williams. Myfyrdod is one to the words I am using as titles when I don’t have a title for an instrumental. The word (from Welsh) means something like meditation or contemplation.
Myfyrdod 1 is an instrumental for piano and organ (using Pianoteq 8 and Organteq 2) by Andrew Charman-Williams. Myfyrdod is one of the titles I am using for instrumentals when I don’t have a title. The word (from Welsh) means reflection or contemplation.
Syniad 1 is an instrumental piece by Andrew Charman-Williams. Syniad is one of the titles I am using for instrumentals when I don’t have another title. The word (from Welsh) means something like idea or concept.
Third Steps is an instrumental for felt piano and pipe organ that has strong influences from ambient music and post-minimalism. Keyboard sounds from Pianoteq 8 and Organteq 2.
Minor Moves is a laid-back instrumental for felt piano and cello that has influences from minimalism, ambient, film music and other styles/genres/approaches.
Cubic Triads is just an exploration of a curiosity. I saw a video by @12tone explaining the music theory concept of Cube Dance by Jack Douthett. This explores that concept using just triads to move through the 12 major, 12 minor and 4 augmented triads. Moving between triads only one note changes by one semitone. Through the layering that occurs with organ stops these three notes are fleshed out to a fuller sound. Organteq 2 is used for the organ.
Roses are Blue, Violets are Red was written in response to a call for Tasmanian jigs for a collation by Steve Gadd. This is one of three tunes I contributed.
abc text (abc is a form of text based notation very common in folk music) the above image is a render from abc and the text for this is:
They wanted Yes or No as the only answers but what if it’s Yes and No or neither with no firm answer.
So many things aren’t simply black or white, wrong or right. Left or right day or night
Yes or No Yes and No Yes or No Yes and No
Where are the shades of grey and the central ground Why expect a simple answer to a complex question Why is the complex answer never found What if it’s both, what if it’s none
Yes or No Yes and No Yes or No Yes and No or neither
I Thought of You is a song recorded with vocals and Irish Bouzouki.
Lyrics: I Thought of You
I still hear your laughter, soft as the breeze It whispers through the trees, brings me to my knees The way we used to dance, under starlit skies Now the echoes of your voice are where my heart lies
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
I see your shadow in the morning light It lingers in the silence of the quiet night Though time moves forward, leaving us behind In every passing moment, you’re still on my mind
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
And I hold on to every piece of you The moments we shared, the things we knew They live on forever, deep in my soul Your memory’s a fire, it keeps me whole
I thought of you yesterday I thought of you today I’ll think of you tomorrow The memories never fade
Under skies of blue, where troubles end, A symbol of peace, a dove ascends. Its feathers, a canvas, pure and white, Glide through the skies, a beacon of light.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
In times of trouble, when hearts grow weary, The white dove whispers, soft and airy. It carries hopes on gentle wings, And to a troubled world, some hope it brings.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
In lands divided, by walls of fear, The white dove’s call, so crystal clear. It seeks no borders, nor lines drawn deep, But a world united, where all may sleep.
Oh, white dove, take me away, To a place where dreams don’t fade, with strong intent take to the sky, Oh, white dove, away you fly.
oh white dove you still remain a symbol of hope amidst the pain with every beat of your gentle wing a dream of peace you bring
A song written for a ukulele forum. A second version not featuring the ukulele was made more recently. The second version in particular is possibly more a soundscape or poem set to music than a song.
Lyrics: Castle Ruins
In shadows cast by stones of old whispers rise from depths untold for though the castle may decay its spirit lingers bright as day In the ruins memories unfold
I shout my anguish my fear my pain but noone listens yet again I’ll shout it out let the words take flight I’ll shout it out with all my might
Yelling into the void but there’s no reply Met with silence I scream, I cry Yelling into the void for all these years shouting and screaming till someone hears
Though my cries may fade away I’ll keep yelling come what may In the void I’ll make my stand A lone voice heard across the land
So let me scream let me roar Until my voice is heard once more
Yelling into the void but there’s no reply Met with silence I scream, I cry Yelling into the void for all these years shouting and screaming till someone hears
Yelling into the void I won’t give in I’ll keep shouting, until I win Yelling into the void until I’m hoarse No regrets no remorse
time is passing so slow today oh yeah time is passing so slow today I may be wrong to sing my song and let the time just pass away
nothing I need to do today no there’s nothing I need to do today so it may be wrong to sing some songs but I’ll just let time pass away
nowhere I need to be today no there’s nowhere I need to be today so it may be wrong to sing my songs as I just let time pass away so I may be wrong to sing my songs while I just let time pass away
An initial ukulele based version written in response to a ukulele forum.
Lyrics: Abandoned Home
quiet corner, shadows play, ivy creeps, memories lay, there’s a house, all alone, stories etched, every stone.
windows stare, longing gaze, distant echoes, bygone days, through doors ajar, the breeze, flows through the memories.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, floors that creak with the weight of years, yet in the silence, love still appears.
the fireplace emits no light, cold embers in the night, in its ashes, the stories remain, echoing laughter, echoing pain.
rooms a canvas, life’s design, faded colours of heart and mind, furniture draped, sheets of white, waiting for one last night.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, nature reclaims, with vines entwined, yet in the ruins, love you’ll find.
abandoned home, full of memories, whispers linger in the autumn breeze, guarding secrets, tales untold, in this home, now still and cold.