Name: the broken ones by Aine Parkes
Duration: 3 min 12 s
Description: first song I've written in a while and spent the last 2 days playing around with it on audacity, nice to be back doing what I really enjoy 💜 video here https://youtu.be/py3OPp084FY

this is so very nice Aine wonderful writiung and singing

Your delicate voice flows so sweetly in this tender, relaxed song. You harmony style is very effective. Durge

Creative, unique chord  progression, but your smooth, gentle harmonies make it feel so easy.

Is it to go somewhere far away on the way, or to sit on the seashore to this song?

first song I've written in a while and spent the last 2 days playing around with it on audacity, nice to be back doing what I really enjoy 💜 video here https://youtu.be/py3OPp084FY


the broken ones

Music original: Dgé breton
Arr, played by Dgé breton
Here is an original track, Latino Jazz, instrumental, which allowed me to play my strat, plugged into my case of various effects. All the parts of the arrangement, created and performed by me, of course.
Recording, Revox and cubase 5.0
Happy listening and thank you for your feedback, I receive them with pride
Good day to all.

PM To Belem

Dan Blackard says.  I was thinking of what to write for this track while sitting in the parking lot at 4:30 in the morning. When for no particular reason visions of my youth and things I vaguely remember started to just flash into my mind. I almost just let the thoughts go. But, some of the memories seemed vivid. The commercials, tv shows and many of the things that, for only the briefest of times, meant a great deal to me.  And then I realized that my head was actually telling me that this was the song. Or, it's more than possible that I was half asleep😆.

Lyrics;
There's the doggy in the window
There's a red balloon
And hey diddle diddle
The cow that jumped over the moon

There's the marbles and jacks
Cartoon mouse and cat
And toys from the days
From when Santa got fat

And I can still find
In the back of my mind
All of the things
This kid left behind

Some crayons and books
Not to read, just for looks
And the big cookie jar
from where all the cookies were took

An old piggy bank
Plastic soldiers and tank
A box of Mr. Bubbles
In the tub where my submarine sank

And I can still find
In the back of my mind
All of the things
This kid left behind

Gumby and Pokey
Ranger hat from Smokey
The old hot wheels cars
A book of Sneetches with stars on thars
Big Tonka truck
The old rubber duck
Let go of my eggos
watch out for the legos.

And I can still find
In the back of my mind
All of those things
This kid left behind

What This Kid Left Behind

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my next BandCamp solo album)

Greetings my wonderful SC friends. I hope you’re enjoying October as much as I am. I adore all the -ember and -ober months. As seasons go, this is my happy space. It’s a great time to reflect, and a great time to reset.

Creatively speaking, this song caused a peculiar reaction I wasn’t expecting; enough to make it the topic for my liner notes. The reaction was... nostalgia. The world instruments made me pine for the experiences of my Scottish (clan Mackay) ancestors. And some of my other synth choices sparked happy feelings of being a teenager in the 80s. 

Even now, I’m strangely comforted by this song (a sort of mother’s love/lullaby effect). It makes me yearn for what I imagine to be easier, simpler times… and I couldn’t be more wrong. 

I know my Scottish ancestors had quite a brutal and destructive history. And if I’m really being honest with myself, I never expected to survive the Cold War in the 80s. In fact, I actually adopted a very dystopian view of the world because of it. So why do I (or any of us) have such a strong desire to return to ‘the good old days’, when almost all evidence points to those times being worse for the majority of us?

I’m reading a book right now that puts all of this into sharp perspective. It’s called ‘Enlightenment Now’ (by Steven Pinker); and it has less to do with being enlightened, and more to do with using reasoning to help us rummage through the inaccuracies stored in our minds. I’ll be the first to admit… I struggle with a lot of the concepts (because my ego loves the drama of believing it’s all going to hell). But truthfully, we have never seen a time when so many people were experiencing such a decent quality of life, and Steven has the analytics to prove it. For example:

On the topic of life…. The average human lifespan is now 71.4 years. In the 1700s it was 35.

On the topic of sustenance… Premodern Europe suffered famines every few decades. The typical diet in France in the 1700s was comparable to Rwanda in 1965 (the most malnourished nation for that year). Today, India’s billion people get an average of 2,400 calories a day. Hunger hasn’t disappeared entirely. But it’s nothing like what our ancestors experienced.

On the topic of wealth… the average preindustrial European was fortunate to own a quality garment only a few times in their lives. And it was not uncommon for clothing to be stolen off a dead body during an epidemic… thus continuing to spread the epidemic. Now we have to store our winter clothes to make room in the closet for our summer attire. And we order these items on our smart phones, to be delivered tomorrow.

On the topic of equal rights… Consider Michelle Obama’s quote from the 2016 National Democratic Convention, “I wake up every morning in a house that was built by slaves, and I watch my daughters, two beautiful, intelligent black young women, playing with their dogs on the White House lawn.” That is a hopeful indicator of how far we’ve come toward achieving racial equality. And there are people still alive today who were born before women had the right to vote. Now women can run for President. Another great indicator we are heading in the right direction. We definitely have a long way to go. But again, it is much better than it was.

These are some of the simplest examples pulled from the book. If you need a booster shot of positivity, I highly recommend it. It’s one of the best researched, most logically presented perspectives I’ve encountered in a while; and it is unapologetically hopeful. It reminds us… the ‘good old days’ weren’t really that good; and the best days are now. So let’s focus on what we need to do next, and maybe park those fond (but faulty) memories.

I hope you enjoyed my latest musical offering, ‘Nostalgia’. :)

Vox Populi

Nostalgia

Magnolia  Song written by the great JJ Cale Recorded and played by Wilson1963

RiZLiX - Energize

I've been following @Ladyofire aka Tanisha Jackland for almost 7 years, ever since I first became more active on SC. At that time, we were both based in Seattle and she was one of the few local people I'd discovered on here. I've always been inspired by her poetry and spoken word pieces set to music. Every so often she posts an open collab. When I stumbled across the original version of this track, Crimes Against Humanity - https://soundcloud.com/ladyofire/crimes-against-humanity-open-collab ... I decided to finally go for it. Great to be collaborating Tanisha!

Vocals, and more persistent drum/bass part(TR-808) by @Ladyofire
Evolving drums part (SR-16), heavier bass line and background synth/keys melody by @tea_are_sea

Photo credit to Thomas Hawk (CC BY-NC 2.0)
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Crimes Against Humanity (TRC Remix) by Lady of Fire Poetry

Thommo's inspiration that began as "Dream Catching", then "Dancing on the Veranda", is now "Waiting" with the addition of Bix singing the love-lyrics of his wife Darcy; and just in time for Valentine's Day.  What a sweet box of chocolates this collaboration has turned out to be with Thommo, Debra, and the Bixlers.  Have a listen and savor the flavor:)
Check out these fine artist's profiles;
@thommo_tunes
@debra_buesking
and Bix @user-432405235-236877019
Thanks to Dreamstime for the great track photo.

Waiting (Thommo=synth, Bix=vocal, Darcy Bixler=lyrics, Debra Buesking=piano, David Dunham=guitars)

Because Valentine's Day was yesterday, and today is today.  By Janine Levinson 2022.   **note - I made a mistake and used the phrase "coat of arms" when I meant "suit of armor." Wishful thinking with phrasing I think. Anyway, I like how it came out so I left it that way. You get the point of the song I hope <3

Everything Reminds Him of Her

He wants a whole new sky
He found the end of the stars
He stayed up all night long just looking

He needs a coat of arms 
Around his broken heart
To keep the pangs of love from shooting in

That’s because everything reminds him of her

He kept the car top down
And he just drove around
‘Cause there was her perfume on everything

He bought a brand new ride 
He put the Mustang down
Just for that new car smell of a Chevrolet

Because everything reminds him of her

Maybe if It’s always night 
Or maybe if I cross my eyes
Then you can steal away when I’m not looking
Or maybe make a deal with me 
And vanish from my memories
Just keep yourself away so I can face tomorrow’s

Brand new sky 
Featuring all new stars
He stayed up all night long just watching

And into a tiny hole 
Made in his coat of arms
Entered a spear of love just shooting in

And everything reminds him of her

Everything Reminds Him Of Her

Nonsense, just nonsense! Hopefully, the listener will feel like someone kicked down their door, rants for 3 minutes, and then leaves. 

Lyrics:
Riding my bicycle
I was 8 years old
Riding to the Biblioteca
What the heck does that get ya?

Hey! Speak up asher bard
They say your miseries are symphonies
Hey, what are you writing in that notebook?
You know I say: I'm a poet
But, I make my own hours
That's how you know that you really own it
That's how you know that you've really made it
I've been playing a fool for so long
But I will probably do it again
If you insist
Hey, c'mon, everyone
Give it up for the band!
I've been  trespassing on salvation
I've been speaking in binary code
I'm an observer in slo-mo

Let's disseminate the movie of my life
Cue the split screen
It's like some kind of cosmic universe blooper reel
I'm trying to document the way that we feel
It's 3 AM in the rain
And I'm staring at myself
It's 3 AM in the rain
Can you not see yourself?
Oh, let's give it up
Give it up for the band!

Let those good vibes shine!

I've been thinking about the matter
And the anti-matter
I've got some kind of Dostoevsky skin disease (cough)
You know what I mean?
I've got the aftershave and undertones
The poet's got the loneliest nose
For the way things go

The biblioteca, what the heck will that get ya?

Good Vibes

So, back before humans, war, pandemics, simple-minded political corruption, and insane dualistic hatred festering in the cosmos, I was in the middle of a deep philosophical conversation with a friend. We were at an outdoor cafe on a planet called Ursacenturias in a peaceful solar system not far from here. It was summertime. Just across the milky way, a busker was wailing on violin. Ever get distracted while in conversation and surreptitiously focus on the distraction not wanting to explain yourself to the person you are having the conversation with? This is how the song begins, as I glanced over at an adjacent table and saw ‘your nose’. I just realized this is now the second song I have done about noses, two different noses, two different situations. I’d rather not speculate about that right now, so I won’t. https://soundcloud.com/lammbone/just-one-more-thing All I remember was the alluring serendipity of the moment.……. So I was playing slide guitar the other night, and decided to record this song out of the blue, after reminiscing about the aforementioned experience. I pulled the lyrics from some prose I had written about the experience. The rhythm guitar has some percussion to it and sounds like an old, worn-out, juke joint harmonium, to me anyway. I am still working on that sound, as it is still somewhat ‘clunky’, but maybe I just need to learn how to play pump organ instead? Anyway, someone from the planet Albionia made a request that I play some slide guitar… so hope ya' all like it. Happy Spring or Autumn to you, depending on where you live on this peace-loving orb of ours and thanks for dropping by and hanging out. Mark

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Singer/songwriter from Galway ☘️ aka Firecat9 🎶
My YouTube channel- https://youtu.be/GwOCtvbGxZY
or find me on Spotify :)

aineparkes9@gmail.com if you want to get it touch 💜
Thank you all who take the time to listen to my music, I really appreciate every comment, like and reposts 💜 I've discovered so much amazing music on soundcloud and so many talented and lovely people too. 
I've been writing songs on and off for over 20 years, I write mostly about life experiences and anything that I'm passionate about or situations that I've been in but sometimes imaginary too.. Music means so much to me and I'm really enjoying recording more in this strange lockdown year...
I like how Rumi says it.... 
'You are not just a drop in the ocean, you are the whole ocean in one drop'

the broken ones

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