Home At Last

Need something happy, bright, optimistic and hopeful? Well, I got somethin’ for ya.

If you’ve watched more than a couple of my music videos, then you’ve probably already figured out that I’m not exactly the go-to guy for upbeat, happy, cheerful stuff. No, I tend to gravitate towards a gritty type of realism that often steers drunkenly over the white line, into the oncoming traffic of blatant nihilism.

But I do have my occasional moments of peace, love, joy, the ultimate beauty of life and the universe… you know, all that happy, sappy shit. This is one of them.

So, get it while it’s hot, because I don’t usually serve this particular, gourmet dish in my joint. My greasy spoon typically sells cheeseburgers and beer, with a side of kick in the groin.


From the album Flagship by Trent Boswell. Full album and individual songs are available for streaming and/or purchase, at iTunes, Amazon Music, Spotify and other music services.


Trent Boswell – guitar, vocals

Words and music by Trent Boswell


Lyrics

Home At Last

Butterfly squadron, airborne children
Sweet love and flowers, rain from above
Tadpole navies trade guns for babies
There ain’t no death here, no lies, only love

I’m in the fields of forgiveness,
To the left of the sea
Towering castle awareness,
Summoning me

Butterfly squadron, airborne children
Sweet love and flowers, rain from above
Tadpole navies trade guns for babies
There ain’t no death here, no lies, only love

World is awoken; all are attending
With apologies spoken,
All wounds are now mending
High in the sky, we can see
What we’ve strived for…
We’re finally free

I’m in the fields of forgiveness,
To the left of the sea
Towering castle awareness,
Summoning me

Ocean spray wonderful
Freedom to laugh
We’re in the land now
We’re home at last

© 2021 Kevin Trent Boswell


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Immense Thanks!

Many, many thanks to the following, for the images in the video. You may or may not like the music but if you like the video, the credit for that is all theirs.

I truly appreciate what they’re doing because I wouldn’t be able to make these videos, without their help.

Super Lunar

INNORECORDS PhotoVideos

Pavel Danilyuk

Nomad Nation Videoproduktion

Taryn Elliott

ROMAN ODINTSOV

Ambient_Nature_Atmosphere

Ruvim Miksanskiy

Matthias Groeneveld

Kelly Lacy

Childhood’s End

Here’s a Pink Floyd cover I did. This is the song “Childhood’s End” and it’s from their album, Obscured By Clouds.

Trent Boswell – vocals, guitar, bass


Lyrics:

You shout in your sleep
Perhaps the price was just too steep
Is your conscience at rest
If once put to the test?
You awake with a start
To just the beating of your heart
Just one man beneath the sky
Just two ears, just two eyes

You set sail across the sea
Of long past thoughts and memories
Childhood’s end, your fantasies
Merge with harsh realities
And then as the sail is hoist
You find your eyes are growing moist
All the fears never voiced
Say you have to make the final choice

Who are you and who am I
To say we know the reason why?
Some are born; some men die
Beneath one infinite sky
There’ll be war, there’ll be peace
But everything one day will cease
All the iron turned to rust
All the proud men turned to dust
And so all things, time will mend
So the song will end


Words and original music written by Pink Floyd. I’m covering the song but I’m not charging anything for it, because seriously… who can afford Pink Floyd royalties?!


But you can support the creation of more music, poetry and madness by Trent Boswell, at:

Magus72 on Patreon

https://Patreon.com/Magus72


Many thanks to the following, for the images in the video. You may or may not like the music but if you like the video, the credit for that is all theirs.

Aaron Burden

INNORECORDS PhotoVideos

Blerdi Malushi

Ruvim Miksanskiy

Kelly Lacy

Matthias Groeneveld

Mikhail Nilov

Tima Miroshnichenko

Tobias Bjørkli

Jozef Papp

Yaroslav Shuraev

cottonbro

Rithish Kumar

Taryn Elliott

Pleasant Stroll

From the album Flagship by Trent Boswell.

Album available for streaming at:

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Or get a signed copy of Flagship at:

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Trent Boswell – guitar, vocals

Ed Kopp – bass guitar

Brett Waress – drums, hand percussion

Words and music by Trent Boswell


Lyrics

Walking down that road
With your hand in mine
This world will be ours
Just give me some time

Walkin’ toward the sunset
No, they haven’t beat us yet
We will watch the sunrise
From the other side

When our time is done here
Then we will walk on
To where we will meet God
To teach us a new song

Everybody’s Happy
You know that everybody smiles
The road that we are walking
Is measured not in miles

© 2021 Kevin Trent Boswell


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There are several tiers of support, each one with more benefits than the last, starting as low as $3 per month.


Many thanks to the following, for the images in the video. You may or may not like the music but if you like the video, the credit for that is all theirs.

Marian Croitoru

Maksim Goncharenok

Adrien JACTA

James Liškutín

Kindel Media

@cottonbro

Kampus Production

Pavel Danilyuk

Taryn Elliott

Also: Tim Samuel, Gustavo Fring, Ketut Subiyanto, Keira Burton and swb1891 s

Tragedy

I met tragedy yesterday
On the south end, today
He smiled at me
Said “Walk this way”
He took my hand, said to me
“Welcome friend. You’ll be with me.”

Said “I’m pleased to know you.”
Said “I’m pleased to do you.”
Said “You may leave…”
“You will return.” He said
“You still smile, child…”
“But you will learn.”

I am no hope***

I said “I want my freedom.”
I said “I gotta be free.”
So, I told that man…
“Get the hell away from me.”
I want my life
I want my life
I want my life
Don’t need no tragedy

*** This is an unspoken lyric. It’s part of the original poem, included here for context.

© 2021 Kevin Trent Boswell

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For all of the really cool footage, photography and visual special effects, a very special thank you goes to all of the following people:

cottonbro 

Anna Kester 

Matheus Bertelli 

GEORGE DESIPRIS 

Matthias Groeneveld 

Dominika Kwiatkowska 

Aneta Foubíkova

Leonardo Lamas 

sergio omassi 

Harrison Haines 

Milan Rout 

Krypto Trekker 

Dibakar Roy 

kat wilcox 

RODNAE Productions 

Alex Green 

Ne0siam 

Christopher Ried


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Space Oddity

David Bowie already captured the ideal, studio sound for “Space Oddity”. My version is quite different.

His original recording has the slick, studio mixing of the vocals and the instruments. The original gives all of the cool, background sound effects that give the impression of space travel. Bowie’s “Space Oddity“ is arguably a masterpiece.

Any attempt to re-create that would be an exercise in vanity, and one which is bound to end in failure and disappointment.

If it did somehow succeed, it would still be nothing more than a staid rehash of something that was already done and done incredibly well. So, I went the opposite way with this.

I think it’s safe to say that astronauts don’t get to take their guitars (if they have them) on space flights. But if they did… that’s what I wanted this to sound like.

I wanted to give the auditory impression of a lonely space traveler, Sitting inside a little capsule, out there, in the unknown. Therefore, The audio is nothing more than a guitar and vocal track.

It’s mixed in such a way as to sound small, like it’s being played from inside the rocket. It’s supposed to sound like it’s being transmitted on a frequency that the space traveler isn’t the least bit certain will ever be heard.

Much like the plaque that American astronauts placed on the Moon, all those years ago, it’s a statement to some thing, anything, that may be out there. It’s an isolated signal, announcing “I am here”, even if no one else ever knows that I was here. It’s the tree falling in the woods, with no one around to hear it.

The video attempts to capture what I can only imagine are the two predominant emotions astronauts must feel. One is the giddy, childlike exhilaration of exploring uncharted territory… “We’re going into space! We’re going to the Moon!”

The other is the dread, mortal fear of something going horribly, horribly wrong. When things go wrong in space, it’s no small matter. Errors in space often result in immediate, violent death. 

Perhaps even worse, is the possibility of becoming stranded. It’s the fear of being all alone, with no possibility of rescue. It’s the real and present danger of being doomed to endless wandering, sitting and waiting to run out of oxygen, to run out of food and water… waiting to run out of hope.

I hope that you enjoy watching and listening to this as much as I enjoyed making it for you. If Mr. Bowie happens to be listening, on any frequency, then I sincerely hope that he enjoys it, as well. It’s also fitting that today, NASA set a new record for space exploration, with their helicopter on Mars.

My grateful thanks go to the following people, for providing the images that I used to (hopefully) convey these ideas. The musical performance will likely fall short of even the sparsest expectations. Yet, I believe that the visual imagery is more than enough to make it worth the four and a half minutes of your time. This is a credit which goes entirely to the photographers and videographers. The honor is all theirs.

Video Kickstarter 

cottonbro 

Tom Leishman 

Amina Filkins 

Kindel Media


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There are multiple levels and benefits available, to suit any budget, starting at just $3 a month.

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Roll

Roll – A trippy, psychedelic journey through space and time, nothingness and everything-ness, being and non-being. Take the ticket, ride the ride.

Recorded live at Lucky’s, in Wilmington, NC, by Magus & The Plastic Infinity.

Trent Boswell – guitar, vocals

Skip Eames – drums

Wayne – bass

Words and music by Trent Boswell.


Lyrics

Roll

When you lose control
And door dogs yelp for your soul
The world just frays apart
But we know where to start
To pull it back together
And this time for the better
Now we know we must let her
Slip inside our minds
She protects us in the climbs
We climbed a little too high,
Passed through the fear to die
We know that space and time
Is not where we stand
Don’t you think we would understand?
If we were supposed to know
But here is the matter at hand
We know how to roll
We don’t need no control
Over all that we have known
We know how to roll

II.

The world it moves too fast
Then it moves too slow
And then it moves too fast
But don’t you think we know
The confusion that we cast
It all comes back together
But never quite the same
Now you’ve been and you know
I was there and I saw you roll
I watched you lose control
Over all that you had known
Watched you pull it back together
And this time for the better
Now you know you must let her
Slip inside your mind
She protects you in the climbs
You climbed a little too high
Passed through the fear to die
But we know that space and time
Is not where we stand
Don’t you think we’d understand?
If we were supposed to know
Well here is the matter at hand
We know how to roll
We don’t need no control
Over all that we have known
We know how to roll

© Kevin Trent Boswell


Support the creation of more music, poetry and general madness by Trent Boswell at:

Patreon.com/Magus72

Magus72 on Patreon
https://Patreon.com/Magus72

For all of the really cool footage, photography and visual special effects, a very special thank you goes to all of the following people:

Eugene Vasilevich

cottonbro

KoolShooters

Stef

Tunnel Motions

Dmitri Posudin

Rostislav Uzunov

Joseph

Thanks to each of you for doing what you do.