I'm what's better known as a versatile utility singer. I can sing backing, middle and up front too. I do a cracking JDB on particular songs and I say particular as the rest of his exquisite  collection of songs  goes into top gear and are very hard to drive in particular at fast top speed and with power of voice.

Bono to Boy George Keane to O'Reily its Do they know its christmas with Holly Johnson!
I was everywhere always on the move driving it on as long as I could start when I want to and finish when I want too!
I don't know if you recall when I was a little dut at all, I got up and sung Silent Night in primary school in front of the whole class like Aled Jones eating a quaver.

Even back then it became override peculiar like a sandwich in a cake!
On your own performing courage of a christmas carol only one verse long.
I loved the sound of school the playground was awesome and cool,
A place to hang out and carry out your hobbies of football until that horrid bell rang or latter due to modern technology of a whistle which became the brain wash sound form of musical statues and then quickly line.

It was somehow meant to be that I would become later in life a utility retired singer, driver and even a writer on the side, in good old O'Reily fashion of an own goal.
Side on face on come on! The roads are paved with gold or a cut throat final signature tune on a silent night over looking the horizon and into a bar going up and then down with each empty glass fortune.

Learn, work and school life as in no sooner along comes a wife, a chain reaction next to your comment hence a full stop.

O'Reily 27102014

Other days draw to an end,
Another one opens A'Demain.
Solders talking the talk,
Tomorrow they walk the walk.

As one day closes,
And darkness falls

What a day! What a song!
Life in a day,
And then it goes on,
As the french would say,

A'Demain!

Tomorrow hits another light,
Tomorrow waits for no man,
In a shang a lang,
Tomorrow becomes a'demain.

Morning dew wets its appetite,
Ship shape worms that snail awakes,
In glory days bigger and bright,
Birds fly on board their usual daily flight.

Whatever brings tomorrow,
A life to live, absorb and embrace,
As yesterday leaves us without a trace,
Only memories of this golden race.

A'Demain A'Demain as the french would say,
A'Demain A'Demain, tomorrow's another day,
Each day warning of tomorrow's global warming,
Climate changes but the world stays the same with different changes.

O'Reily@26102014

Bossa nova, Barcelona, Box and two weeks over,
Music to get hold of,
Newly weds to Right said Fred,
Calypso spot light sun beams down a twinkle baked shoulder to strike a pose.

Bossa nova, what's on, record it,
Promote It with some guile,
He She who stole it,
With limelight their staged arena owned it,
He She dished out the smiles,
They clapped as the show survives,
They danced to each others beat,
Bebop a lula its jive came unique.

Accapella, Bossa nova, Hosanna from the highest,
Bossa nova, a rock n roller, a ballad till midnight,
Encore if you got through the night in hindsight,
Stage Fright had this moment,
What is going on?
Bingo numbers,
Feathers a house!

Bossa nova it aint over till its over as for a starlight it may strike the board with a star face in the sun.

Now maybe, maybe not that's a Bossa nova!

O'Reily@20082014

How can I forget thee?
How can I write?
Memories written on an iceberg,
Cool drink taken, shaken and not stirred.

How can this moment be here and then let gone why?
How sleep sweet surrender with no other visiting pilgrimage in sight,
How when never at this moment right here with me tonight!

Tear my heart out,
Pull on those strings,
No waving arm when she leaves and it fills,
No sunshine,
No border line that had been straight that ease that be line define difficult,
Mean swabs of a tongue undresses me,
Confessed me of how no more on a blustery old day.

Not to be revered but to be inspired,
Not to live as in bluster not to fly or forget at all,
but to inspire us all,
Earth O'hallows them and me to be or not to be?


O'Reily23092014

What do I do when I'm feeling lonely?
What do I do when your not there?
What do I do when songs surround me?
Where is that reminiscing healing prayer?

Where is that light upon this table?
Where is that night that's gone tonight?
Where is that happiness? Not sure I can speak of it,
Were it perhaps I've been told..

I'm a closed soul!

Feeling oh so closed cause I am a closed soul,
Bearing a few trying not to forget,
I am a closed soul,
Surrender hands on a silver locket,
Feelings as all to shoulder the blame,

I am a closed soul.

King and clown so lost then found,
So in-between a gentle much,
So nice and clean avec no in-betweens could ever find that light warmth touch,
No jealous minds yeah but so and so,
Sparkle in my life agree oh no!

I am a closed soul.

Secrets out what with a scream and shout,
Finished off with a clout,
But a clout is what I deserve,
For not seeking happiness,
Only un doing more sadness,
Been riddled and asking forgiveness,

No more keeping on,
As ever a man at his mother's want,
Shadow dusts along a sooty coal,
Falling and dicing off a loaded wheelbarrow,
Sealed the vainly cracks around these darkened eyes skin pleasure I'm not surprised.

I am a closed soul,

Closed Soul.

O'Reily@17072014

Speak words of peace and forever,
The language of this time.
In light of what we may remember.

O'Reily@07092014

Tomorrows the day when it all begins,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day like my very first day,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day when my heart will sing,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day,

Tomorrows the day like they always say,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day like maybe change,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day like if I'm alive,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day when I go for a drive,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

Tomorrows the day put behind a wheel,
Tomorrow's the day,
Tomorrow's the day.

Tomorrows the day like yesterday's hier,
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrow's the day.

Tomorrows the day when we sleep, wake and cheer!
Tomorrows the day,
Tomorrows the day.

This time tomorrow I'll be saying it all over again.

O'Reily@05092014s