Claudine West (2017)

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It took over a year to write and a lifetime before that. The life of a Bog Woppit. Musician, Artist, Lesbian and conduit of energies. This book is honest, humorous, witty and touching.

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Claudsville Blogs and Biog of a Bog Woppit

My name is Claudine West. These are excepts of this present life as me. 2016 was rather fabulous making music, writing, recording, gigging, doing the full time day job. Looking after wife and cats, mowing the lawn, breathing in the sea. Exploring Devon, Dorset and Somerset. Writing recording and releasing more meditation music under ‘Earth Tree Healing’…. Being happy. 

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These are my blogs and here is the Kindle book.

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 2015 Year in review : Claudsville / Clange 

My 2015 year in review: Well ours! This year has been astoundingly good. We are happy, content, productive. I excitedly gallop into 2016 surrounded by love and intrigue. With laughter, warmth, food in my belly, farting in bed world records!   

 2 fluffy felines we adore. Music surrounds my soul. Ticking those wish list boxes. 
  We travelled around Cornwall for my 40th. I’ve stayed up and watched a Blood Moon in Glastonbury. We’ve travelled all over the place in ‘Daisy.’ Read adventures https://claudsville.wordpress.com/

See some great bands and musicians… Florence & Machine, Robert Plant, Seth Lakeman, Flaming Lips, Mariachi El Bronx, Gogol Bordello. 
Then there has been us ‘Subway Circus’ after a while securing the ‘right’ line up. We got there with ‘PP Johnson'(excellent vocalist and just lovely , funny Bloke) joining ‘Speed’ (serious and sensational) ‘Mr Delacey’ (The human mystery) and Myself (Claudine West)
  
  : Sweaty Drummer Weirdo with weird lyrics I do enjoy documenting our band adventures in Wi-Fi Subway Circus, Rock Band. #Nottingham The process of getting our name out there gaining new fans (not just making your mates attend) is such fun! We have more now this year! 😉 even more to come in ’16. Capturing on camera our jams, gigs is a scrapbook we will look at in the years that follow. From the birth of an idea to the practised and performed workings of a great song. It’s there for posterity. Bum bits, Funny parts, FCUK ups an all! The boys are all lovely. Big thanks to Angela Barker 

  
and the Gig promoters that are inviting us to play. See blogs here : 
http://subwaycircus.com/

We begin recording our Debut Album in January 2016! #excited
  
  

Oh yes. I just played a solo gig before the lurgy hit: Claudine West Music | Welcome to Claudsville
http://claudinewestmusic.com/
Thank you Mr Will Robinson at I’m not from London
  
Job wise; So after working hard. And possibly have to deal with a lot of liquid brown to get there. I got promoted, Ange got promoted. After a low point last November. I took time out. Wrote and recorded a solo album as therapy. Healed and have never looked back. Events have seemed ‘mapped’ slotting in nicely like a jigsaw. Like it’s meant to be. Confirming I’m on the right road! 
  
Our talents in and out of work are really recognisable now. The effort is paying dividends in lots of ways. In genuinely helping others, we help ourselves. Never been busier. 
  
  At times I just want to slow it all down and hibernate. Press the factory reset. Run away to California. The next projects of our lives are in the pipeline. 

What have I learnt and reiterated in 2015? 
Staying inspired and creative means being around the inspirational, creative hard working ambassadors in Music. Losers are arrogant self important puppy dogs with the mentality of inexperience. Don’t insult the veterans!
  
Listening to other people’s ‘dreams’ and their ‘morals’ which they adapt and don’t practice. Helps me quickly lose respect and walk away from what used to be a shared dream! (Take notice when you are preaching, look within) So ones mentors are human. I listen. Take note. But ultimately follow my own path. It’s my life this time round you know! Talk the talk and yes please walk the walk. Lots of BS big words do not mean you are intelligent and actually good at something! We can all take extracts from dictionaries and copy and paste in meetings! Get to the actually point. Simplify and speak of real practical solutions to problems. Then just do it! Procrastination is the curse of the unmotivated.  

  
  I’ve witness arrogance off the scale: Translated : You slimy, self important, unlikable thing you! Enjoy where that ultimately gets you in the afterlife: wash, rinse, repeat! ;-o 

I’ve seen selfishness in its raw self pitying, ‘poor me’ form. My only solution after advising is to disassociate myself. .. Or get stoned! 
But I’ve met more inspiring people: what’s magic? Their Aura, their drive, their insight, their intelligence. It’s a social ‘turn on.’ 
  
  Food: take away the media, the guilt, the preachers, the common sense. Hot pots, more greenery this year than last and avocados, water has replaced the majority of liquids. Still a way to go. But … Right direction changing habits. Dedication to the Gym membership is a must! My Xmas present from Ange antisocial exercise bike sits in front of the TV. I can shut the mad world out. Sweating in comfort.  

  
 I initially dreaded hitting 40. But you know what. It’s pretty good! Calmer in some ways. Busy, satisfying. As one evolves. You found the good friends one one hand. Maybe 2. The driftwood that has floated away for whatever reason. Happened. It takes 2 to tango. We are busy. Not an excuse. If people want to be in our lives. There is a requirement on their part to make an effort too. I’m quite happy having a ‘Facebook’ friendship from the comfort of my loo! There I schedule time in to update you all what I’m up to. 

  

 Unsubscribing is still a great tool on FB! I’m a tad rubbish after my busy day job and music, art, other things, personal life, sleep, shit, shaves, showers. Ange is the social one that organised things. Thank the power of Greyskull and Valhalla that our phones ‘joint diary.’ Now that technology is great! 

Next to do…. Continue what we are doing : Priorities: Health, Home business building, Music, buying house, California. More adventures in Clange = Law of attraction….. 
~ Claudine 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

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Have you ever been asked a question that you never, ever expected? There is the thing of being given sudden terrible news that shocks. But asked the question I got asked today. Ready… “Have you got glass in your glasses?” (should have gone to Specsavers.. I did!)

IMG_8971 Last time I checked my spectacles did have the needed lenses that help correct my short sightedness. I was torn for a moment of being extremely sarcastic, but chose to be professional. How mature am I? Maybe my new glasses cleaner is amazing? Why I would trot around with frames catching flies in my eyes is beyond me. When I was at school, a few of us went though the wearing John Lennon clear specs stage. The thrill of wearing prescription glasses kind of wore off after a while. Contact lenses, long days at a computer in hot environments leads to more spec wearing nowadays. Even thought I tend to fling off my double-glazing at the weekend and days out. So that was today. Nothing shocking in the strange life that presents itself on a daily basis.

Last night we spent the evening amongst a packed crowd at Nottingham’s Rock City (A venue I grew up in.. From the age of 15) throwing piss over each other. We watched the brilliant Mariachi El Bronx http://www.mariachielbronx.com/ (Mesmerised by their drummer) and Gorgol Bordello http://www.gogolbordello.com/ (Mesmerised by their accordion Player)

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The vintage aromas of beer farts were ‘heave’ inducing and have sickened my whole being. Identifying the perpetrator was impossible. As one point a woman behind me shouted “Jesus, It wasn’t me!”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xey-d7iwhn0 That makes my flesh crawl!

To top it off tonight. Pattie, one of our cats. Waits. Yes she waits. She has a habit of waiting until we get home from work. Well saving some. To offload her bowels into her litter tray. This then makes us cough and laugh at whoever has to bag it up. Is it normal for female pussies to play for hours outside to come back inside to poopy? She was a stray and quite special.

So I end 2014 with a catalogue of work I’m proud of musically. https://claudsville.wordpress.com/discography/

and my book! http://www.amazon.co.uk/Claudsville-Blogs-Biog-Bog-Woppit-ebook/dp/B00M5IR94K

With winter ends with me enjoying a few TV programmes: The Walking Dead, The Strain and The Fall. Two of those created nightmares, the other fantasy. Thanks G.A! The next few months bring more writing and recording. Continued work on my new book, which is fiction. Character development is new to me and quite exciting, as I enter their world. The Robin and San Francisco connection is intriguing. Live band work beckons with Subway Circus. CV updated and new job applications commencing January, as its time to evolve again. I haven’t worked my arse off to become stagnant and frustrated. One can’t create positive change and encourage evolution unless one is in a position to do so.

With Spring, new beginnings and the sunshine I crave. Ange and I have celebrated 6 years together in 2014. Our life is together feels like it’s new. I made her favourite Nipple pie yesterday.

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Along with a nice long hot bath and candles. Ooh look it not even Valentines Day either! It’s the little things…. Every day. 2014, I had a few wobbles, questioned my sanity, had to take time off to sort stresses. My PMT and mood has evolved due to challenging circumstances. So I wrote a new album about it. Documenting what happened and how one feels is liberating. “The Narcissist and the Inbetween” Is one of the truest pieces of work I’ve ever written, performed and recorded. Digital therapy! Recording meditation music is blissful. It’s recorded live as it has to be alive, so no computer cheats. It was also good time to revaluate my career. I’ve also closed a door. I’ve noticed and increase of selfish folks. Who have a very high self-important belief. Ego is not becoming. Being completely oblivious, as to how obnoxious you actually are. Ooh dear! What a palaver. Not in my world.

As the UK coughs and splutters, enjoys more bouts of D and V in the cold and darkness. My world of potential and creativity again lights up. Bring on a starry night and a beautiful dawn in 2015.

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Free Midwinter Meditation Music #Yule

I’ve (Claudine West) written and recorded especially for Yule. A 20 minute Track. And it is FREE. Only available on Bandcamp A gift for you. No strings. Pay it forward. Ange ran a Yule meditation evening last night and spoke a guided meditation to it.

http://bogwoppit.bandcamp.com/track/midwinter-meditation-yule

As we enter into new times. Take a moment to reminisce over the last year. The good, the bad and the indifferent. What are your plans and ambitions in 2015?  The blanket of dark nights drift into longer days of light. Relax, breathe, enjoy. Try it with headphones too .

Works 2014 Claudine West #claudsville

2014 has been a rather productive year. Eventful, traumatic, stressful circumstances,  inspirational gatherings. Synchronicity. Doors have closed, portals have opened.  Its shown me true colours of people, shallowness and selfishness. Wave surfers. Who will continue to achieve nothingness and take all the credit for it too. Enjoy that! Its allowed me to relax with my kind of people. Meet new kind and wonderful souls. My key word is #likeminded  It’s shown me that a lot of folk need encouragement and help. Its also shown me that I don’t require the bad ones in my life or proximity.  What’s been laid to rest is inactivity. I’ve always been driven to create and unleash what becomes. Making the most of time on this planet has been satisfying to say the least. Who know how much longer I have left. I hope its many years. There, through the course of things has had to be changes made. To better my well being in body, minds and spirit. Lots more of continued effort in 2015.

So here is a list and links of this year. It wasn’t easy. Yes I turned the TV off. Did not party hard and lay wrecked and dormant every weekend. I worked and produced a body of work I’m proud of. Its not stagnant, what some perceive to be ‘perfect.’ What it is a very alive embodiment of me, what I am and what I do. Having words channel through oneself is a thrilling and hypnotic experience. I’ve found a great joy in writing. 2015 will produce a new book of fiction under a pen name.  Thanks to friends for planting a great idea for it. It evolves each time I sit in our healing room. I’ve got 2 new meditation/ collaboration  releases in the pipeline.  So part time day job is on the list! ;-0

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Enjoy, learn, listen.

Solo album: The Narcissist and the Inbetween.

I’ve a few personal favourites ‘Exceptional Believers’  ‘Exit of the Crush’ Writing and recording this has been rather fabulous therapy. #demons

Then there is of course my book. What can I say? Read it.

  Number 1 ebook bestseller : Claudsville Blogs and Biog of a Bog Woppit

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Then I began adventures in meditation music recording a 3 track Guided Meditation CD with an amazing tutor and insightful soul, Sally Wathen at Rainbow Bridge  I can only highly recommend her if you need to sort your shit out!

Ange, my wife and I then ventured into our ‘ Meditation Chronicles ‘ Along with Ange running courses, me providing the soundtrack to them. You can listen to and  purchase on most digital stores including Spotify, Amazon and iTunes.

Listen: Meditation Chronicles

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So with a few new paintings. I’m rather chuffed.

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The Narcissist and the Inbetween

The Narcissist and the Inbetween

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 I began 2014 with an exceptional journey. As the dark nights dominate my side of the world, so ends this year. I present my new solo album. This record features  various instruments, including: bass, mandolin, banjo, guitars, piano, keyboards, tablas, my vocals and purring cats who have sat listening intently and ran away during the recording of it. Here are 7 featured tracks and lyrics.

Release date 23/11/2014

featured tracks

1. The Narcissist and the Between

2. Blood

3. Exceptional Believers

4. Eye Of Horus

5. aurora borealis

6. Bear Tooth From Winnipeg 

7. Rhinos

8. Exit of the Crush

9. Mindful Terraforming

10. I lost The Dark at Dawn

Life has launched, I’ve meditated, I’ve travelled on many levels, I’ve cried, I’ve laughed so much I’ve shaken my soul.

I took the cover photo while standing in a stormy sea at Rest Bay, Porthcawl, Wales, November 2014. Writing this album exorcised a few more bedded in Demons. Therapy for the lost.

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This album is a document and journey of changing times, through the dark and light. Recovery, investment in to channelling vibrations. I wanted to capture warts and all recording and performance. A lot of the tracks were one takes of improvisation on my instruments. These Lyrics written during the recording process. The reason behind title ‘The Narcissist and the Inbetween’ can be found in my E-book ‘ Claudsville Blogs and Biog of a Bog Woppit ‘ Also released this year.

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00M5IR94K

Listen here

The Narcissist and the Inbetween

https://soundcloud.com/claudsville/sets/bog-woppit-2014

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LYRICS

 The Narcissist and the Between

Vegetarians eating meat

I am I am in-between a nomad and a queen

And the creatures in the hurricanes

Flavours of unsavoury notes

I am the one they called the scapegoat

I was the anchor in the flood

At Martha’s Vineyard

Beneath the stars

At Martha’s Vineyard

Massacres in cars

Hierarchy is ego anarchy

I am I am, I walk away you see

You tried to slaughter me

I tried to save creative

I educated natives

I’m torn in the fold

When there’s three I think the resolution

The killing spree

That I’m user friendly

Currently there’s no menopause clause

To shake the hand of the wave surfer laws

Spotlight shines on foolish stages

Cover versions create cages

You lost the day you retaliated

In Martha’s Vineyard.. blood lies in between

(Mortuary car)

I want to feel elated

I want to repel hatred

And lie amongst the waves

© Claudine West 2014

Blood

There was blood, blood everywhere

Down by the heat

Rushing floods and fever heads

Far away at sea

In the minds of higher thinkers

You’re becoming me

And the moon sauntered

Right I reach out too

And the roots are haunted

And I reach out too

Discover unknown presence

There lies release

With a shock this mantle steadies more

The answer spurs release

I cried that day and cried again

Strength the river creek

And I knew this point would come someday

But I stared in disbelief

And the moon sauntered

Right I reach out too

The roots are haunted

And I reach out too

There was love, love everywhere

Down underneath

Crushing hearts the weavers read

Right beside the tree

With the storm comes a rainbow

I am lost at sea

There was blood, blood everywhere

I am lost at sea

© Claudine West 2014

Exceptional Believers

They don their coats and crowns and Marys

Exceptional believers

Cutting off their throats and tears

Fictional deceivers

They walk the path of the lost and the lucid

Moving to the room

I thought my whole life over

Then I packed it in a box

And sent it underground

The call of the churches

And the rules

I walked further

Found better runes

There’s no intermittent wrestling with the weavers

Webs and death and spurn the divas

I reach up with fire in my hand

And peace overland

Mighty makers of money and spoons

Mind alteration, with pennies and looms

They wont rule my nation with promise and fools

A mind awakened.

Open doors

And breathe

As I approached the crossroads

I held the sunshine in my hands

And a pocket full of delusions

Contained the answers they didn’t want me to know

I took my chances with the ghosts

© Claudine West 2014

Eye of Horus

Mindful in some locked out state

Trapped within these walls in a metamorphosis debate

These winters waves crash and bury my feet

In denial of the suffering of storms at sea

Riptide swallows my hunger

Polarity takes me under

The wind cries hollow where did these feelings go?

8 inside below.

I resist the existence of a lifting and rescue

I lost sight of the surroundings and broke the curfew

When I cracked I turned away, departed into weeks of rage

Eye of Horus where did you hide?

I wandered through the portal Chinese garden waterfalls.

The low sun, fearsome sky

Dream in a romance with a tear in my mind.

The ladder made of spine rose to the cloud

The red sphere floated right before my 3rd eye

Rosie gave be laughter, such laugher

The laughter in mine.

All mine.

© Claudine West 2014

 aurora borealis

Capo 2 B-A piano C#, B

Fortune on the road, feather kill

You are alone

Enlightened souls, weathered sin

You aren’t alone

Guitar

Em, A2, D2, A2

Piano F# B, F#, E, B

aurora borealis

sky in the north take me home

Moons of Galileo, heretic

Holy rolls, advocate

Provocation with belief

Beautiful underneath

aurora borealis

sky in the north take me home

Runes made of stone, heather thrills

overload, lavender

On my road, I’m not alone

Eastern sky rising

aurora borealis

sky in the north take me home

© Claudine West 2014

Bear Claw from Winnipeg

Am, G- B

So I had this conversation

After many divinations

Giraffe taught me hippy laugher

Some wise words from hereafter

Buzzing in my ears cleared fears that had reared again

I overtook this meltdown lane refrain

My suicide has long gone now

D, C,

Who,

I followed nature’s pasture

Looking for angina rapture

Banana cake and chocolate chips and ginger beer on an ancient trip

That spider that jumped from the trees

My bare flesh and a morbid scream

Showed me survival while on my knees

A message from the powers that be

To get on making symphonies

Normality freaks me every day

Is not me man and I’m going to say

Leads me to the path of tombs

And rips me from another womb

Two types of stoned lead to a junction

Pure water cleanses many functions

I walked this mountains darkened path

Then jumped into another mothers grasp.

Rhinos

Shine a light upon my mountain

But I’m still filling up on dread

World hovers on my shoulders

The past, the present the future then I’m dead

Release, release Rhinos

Unreachable devastation

The Meditation said

To look outside my inner anger

See what Buddha said

I’m making up preservation

I’m talking to the wise

The mechanics of coping

Are practiced many times

When I’m a lone with the demons

I set in motion lots of dealing

On my darkest days

My instruments of adjustment

Stop mental state delays

© Claudine West 2014

I Lost The Dark at Dawn (live)
Rooms on the road
Opportune I am the devil’s own
Shallow graves hide many bones
Jokers and countrymen
The power lines are overheard
The frantic noises of words lost
Heard as worlds combust

Never ending silence
I walk on coals of fire
These worms that dig up new eras
Ferryman pays the price now blind
Boot prints melted tarmac
Metal twists with rippled pools
I lost the dark at dawn

The wooden sculpture man makes many plays
Oversights and reverse delays
A document is stained over time
I hold onto the bricks and the pines
No chorus as I ride into night
No chorus as I ride into night
An effort that digs deeper into the light
These rooms on the road

~ Claudine

Meditation Chronicles Album and Maggie’s Centre

Listen here : iTunes Meditation Chronicles  Amazon Meditation Chronicles Spotify Meditation Chronicles
I’m really excited to be able to present this to you folks. Self produced. I recorded the music for these tracks with an array of instruments. Guitar, banjo, mandolin, my trusty keyboard. I love meditation music and listen to it a lot. I come from a rock and folk music background, composer and big catalogue of songwriting to boot. I’ve always dabbled with recording instrumentals. As I reach a more mature age, I challenged myself to see if I could compose music to ‘send me to other realms.’
These tracks were all recorded live in real time. You can see the Solstice live guitar take here solstice
I never want my works to be sterile and ‘perfect.’ Clicks, pops, happy accidents, improvisation. I am a vessel that channels music during the recording and performing process. Water and green tea purity helped me get into my zone. The music sending me ‘up and away with higher vibrations’ during the takes. Use of Tibetan bells and singing bowls with Indian drums raised vibrations. Standard 4/4 time signatures and usual chord changes in structure were dropped to create a flowing landscape. I bought myself an Esraj. This will be learnt for the next album. I do love the sound of stringed instruments. Harmonies and melodies combined. Ange later put vocal guided meditations to them while we road tested it running meditation courses. It’s rather liberating composing your ‘own’ to then perform live with. So download and enjoy. A % of sales goes to Maggie’s. This is the stuff of wellbeing.

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A mind is higher when its come undone

I new that day was different. The sun bathed me with warmth I’d not known for a while. I felt calm in the darkness when the news was given. All of my dread and anxiety had lead upto this point. Now knowing why I’d felt like this for a while. I now felt a different strength and calmness. That whatever happened next, could not be as bad as the not knowing dread I’d felt for a while. Could it?

I went home from the hospital. Lit a purple candle and burned sandalwood incense. Whatever the future has held was going to happen anyway, right?  When you are surrounded by it. You get used to dealing with the empathy, seeing the fear, sadness and suffering in people’s eyes. You think you become stronger. Then the meltdown occurred. You do become stronger, because you have to. While other succumb. You have to stand like scaffolding and hold the rest up. There is no blame, nor anger nor 1000 questions. There is a course of action that now must be taken and what will be, will be. Our time on this earth is very short. So really do make the most of it with yourself and loved ones. The spirits, ancestors are about giving reassurance. I am grateful to colleagues and friends for being just lovely. Thank you.

I have to decide whether these recent events become part of the 2nd book that i’ll write. The first one is now finished. During said meltdowns. Between the tears. between the meditations and acceptance after the shock. I completed. So that is just being proof read again before we upload to kindle and publish ‘Claudsville – Blogs and Biog of A Bog Woppit.’ The timing now is good. Just as I near 39 years of age. I close once, chapter- Well 14 actually! begins the new.

So here is the new song for the forthcoming record. Very inspired during ‘said’ meltdown. I’d had a long hot cleansing bath. Then just picked up the guitar. The working video clip is here.

Blood video 2014

I’ve been working on meditation music. But that will be released at a future date.

This is ‘Blood the song’

Comprising of acoustic guitar, mandolin and strings. I’ve kept it fairly simple. It flowed very organically. Clicks, warts and all. The experiments I capture is the raw musical energy that I channel through my fingers. Making music this way makes me feel very much alive and accomplished. These of the writing of the real things, the musings in the dark. A mind is higher when its come undone.Image