I am proud to present the newest work of The Reservoir Dogs, which is based on Ken Minty‘s Song „Dark River“.
Credits:
Ken Minty @kcm069: composition, vocals, lyrics, Ovation Blues Rhythm Guitar, Resonator Steel guitar
Andrea „Foresto“ Martini @user-959329289 played a mean rhythm and solo guitar
Tot. @tot-beat: Made it Happen by providing his wonderful Drums and Beats
N.o.b.S. @nobsmeyer: Rickenbacker 4003 Bass ( it‘s loud, but that is by purpose ... it’s a Ric !!! ), wah wah guitars, keyboards, production

Dark River
KCM  29May09
dark river is the end of the road
the current is strong and the water is cold
many have drowned trying to reach the other shore
it’s too far to swim, but too close to ignore

well, dark river, is all that remains
dark river, take me home again

a man pays his way in dust and grime
washes it away with cheap red wine
fourty years on he comes to know
that he don’t wanna stay but he can no longer go

well, dark river, is all that remains
dark river, take me home again

some men work ‘til they hit the wall
they sweat and swear to the final call
some might think they have something more
but they all end up on dark river’s shore

well, dark river, is all that remains
dark river, take me home again

Dark River

The Reservoir Dogs - Dark River

Sandstorm In San Diego

This is the first release from The Just Imagines, the new band from previously solo artists, Ciroyelle and Tyler Cressman. Just over a year ago, they met, they collabed, and they fell in love. This is the first single from a 12 track album which tells their love story. This is a sultry blues track, proclaiming that their meeting was most certainly not by chance. 

Vocals and Lyrics: Ciroyelle and Tyler Cressman
Guitars: Tyler Cressman
Bass: Tyler Cressman
Organs: Tyler Cressman
Drum Kit: Tyler Cressman
Produdction Tyler Cressman

Lyrics:
She Graces the room and the hair stands on my neck
She can’t be real must be a goddess in the flesh
Those emerald eyes glance my way and I start to sweat
And then the bass starts thumping and the beats get soaking wet

So begins this dance, it’s not happenstance


I’m catching a vibe and 
notice this Guy ..uh
The way he lets his Fingers slide
And now he looks 
so deep into my Eyes
I can tell he likes the way i move
Oh I never knew
How someone can
Exactly feel my groove
 

Place your hand in mine, it’s not by chance we have met
I wanna hold it cuz i know this moment I just won’t forget 
Feel the heat from your lips , and the passion you exude
I think i know how this night concludes

The planets are aligned, perfect place and time
We dance to one rhythm, it is only the beginning

Not A Chance Encounter

housecat

THIS IS A LONG TIME COMING!   THANK YOU TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU WHO HIT THE PLAY BUTTON !   ONE  LOVE FA REAL!!!!!
777Ω

❼⓻❼ FAMILY  { · utterly · Human · }

Poème de TS Eliot ( Les hommes creux ) The hollow Men 1925
Lecture des paragraphes I à III


I

Nous sommes les hommes creux
Les hommes empaillés
Cherchant appui ensemble
La caboche pleine de bourre. Hélas !
Nos voix desséchées, quand
Nous chuchotons ensemble
Sont sourdes, sont inanes
Comme le souffle du vent parmi le chaume sec
Comme le trottis des rats sur les tessons brisés
Dans notre cave sèche.

Silhouette sans forme, ombre décolorée,
Geste sans mouvement, force paralysée ;

Ceux qui s’en furent
Le regard droit, vers l’autre royaume de la mort
Gardent mémoire de nous – s’ils en gardent – non pas
Comme de violentes âmes perdues, mais seulement
Comme d’hommes creux
D’hommes empaillés.

II

Les yeux que je n’ose pas rencontrer dans les rêves
Au royaume de rêve de la mort
Eux, n’apparaissent pas:
Là, les yeux sont
Du soleil sur un fût de colonne brisé
Là, un arbre se balance
Et les voix sont
Dans le vent qui chante
Plus lointaines, plus solennelles
Qu’une étoile pâlissante.

Que je ne sois pas plus proche
Au royaume de rêve de la mort
Qu’encore je porte
Pareils francs déguisements: robe de rat,
Peau de corbeau, bâtons en croix
Dans un champ
Me comportant selon le vent
Pas plus proche –

Pas cette rencontre finale
Au royaume crépusculaire.

III

C’est ici la terre morte
Une terre à cactus
Ici les images de pierre
Sont dressées, ici elles reçoivent
La supplication d’une main de mort
Sous le clignotement d’une étoile pâlissante.

Est-ce ainsi
Dans l’autre royaume de la mort:
Veillant seuls
A l’heure où nous sommes
Tremblants de tendresse
Les lèvres qui voudraient baiser
Esquissent des prières à la pierre brisée.

Les hommes creux

Les Hommes Creux ( TS Eliot )

Written and read by me (Robert Horne)

Jake fines himself teleported to another land and given a choice to become a Defender!  Whatever that is?

Soul Reaver, Chapter 9  -  Jakonnun, the Defender

Pestillo

Gangsta Love

Gangsta Love (Funky Meet Dub &Lovers Rock)

Free download on this acoustic version of the original indie rock song Nice To See You To See You Nice by Chris Browne BrowneProject from the 2022 Indie Rock album "The Reaper Anthem" here is the acoustic version free download here on SoundCloud or support on Bandcamp - https://browneproject.bandcamp.com/track/nice-to-see-you-to-see-you-nice-acoustic

Nice To See You To See You Nice (Acoustic)

A disco bass, an electric set, a soupcon of strings, a voice like we like. This sound should put you on the dance floor...

You know what to do

YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO (Absynthus)

A bottle of absinthe (that of the cursed poets) and synthesizers, an electro sound on texts and very worked melodies: Absynthus.
Steph has always sung, she dips her pen in the bitterness of a stolen childhood. Her meeting with Phil Ulrich, a cybernetic angel who spent his life creating parallel worlds, taming machines, who produced Henri Salvador's "Chambre avec vue", shared his Kurzweil with Christophe, produced the video game Dune, the first cd rom in history, this meeting plunged them into a magical world out of a Tim Burton story.
Their first album: "Megatone" will be released in September 2024

YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO (Absynthus)

ABSYNTHUS