Song that can be listening with pleasure. Beautiful voice. Excellent. Bravo.

Good song vocals singing and simple but effective accompaniement!\

Cute song, but you could work on your dog impressions a little bit! lol

Very fun to listen to! Sounds of your ukulele are like pleasant breezes.

This one is something I've been playing over and over for months, never really having any definite lyrics, just all subconscious meandering, never wrote a word down, a little different to my usual process. 

lyrics 

All men are strangers to the touch
one femme fatale with the golden locks
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know it's hard loving one man
but you must do all the best that you can
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know that the word is out
all over town
they only pick you up
right before
when they're knocking you to the ground

cu me ce va I heard him saying
but I don't care for the game that you're playing
I'm done with hesitating knockout!
debilitating
just show me that you really care

I know that the word is out
all over town
they only pick you up
right before
when they're knocking you to the ground

I know that In life is strange
stuck on the inside of a hurricane
and there I will remain 

Thanks for listening and inspiring folks, always greatly appreciated 🙏✌️

The Word Is Out

Flint Banjo Club

What started as a handful of selfdescribed “banjo nuts” getting together to play after a rough winter in 1967 became a band with more than 50 members

The Flint Banjo Club, is considered one of the best banjo and old time music clubs in the United States. They established a tradition in holding their annual Banjorama, the FBCs primary fundraiser

The club was founded in April 1967 by six banjo enthusiasts from Flint Michigan back when American manufacturing was prosperous and thriving union jobs allowed for workers to retire with pensions, healthcare, and social stability 

“…no doubt as a result of cabin fever resulting from the preceding relentless winter,” wrote C.O. Johnson, one of the original six founders, who was is still strumming away with the ensemble in 2014

The FBC collected a number of awards. Members had diverse professional backgrounds and most were retired. The club performed across the country, in concert at prestigious halls including the Whiting, as well as hospitals, schools and senior homes. The club has raised more than $50,000 for community projects and in particular, scholarships administered by Mott Community College

Since 1974, the annual “Banjorama” featured a variety of banjo and non-banjo old time entertainment

Flint Banjo Club - The Happy Sounds Of The Flint Banjo Club album cover
Genre:	Folk, World, & Country	
Year:	1978
Track list:
-Alabama Jubilee And Waiting For The Robert E. Lee Medley
-Five Foot Two	
-Sweet Georgia Brown	
-Carolina In The Morning	
-Nobody's Sweetheart, Now	
-Bye Bye Blues	
-Bill Bailey, Won't You Please Come Home	
-The World Is Waiting For The Sunrise	
-Whispering	
-The Pennsylvania Polka	
-A Shanty In Old Shanty Town	
-Battle Hymn Of The Republic	
-Coney Island Washboard	

In Davison town, gold was found,
A banjo club with a joyful sound,
With strings that twang and fingers that fly,
The Flint Banjo Club's tunes filled the sky

For over 50 years, they strummed and played,
Their passion for banjos never did fade,
From six enthusiasts, the club has grown,
To more than 50, a band of their own

Their Banjorama, a yearly delight,
A fundraiser held through the night,
With Picks and Sticks and Mel Collie too,
An evening of music, for me and you

With diverse members and awards galore,
The Flint Banjo Club has a history to adore,
They've raised funds and brought joy,
To many communities, girl and boy

So come one, come all, to Davison town,
And hear the music that won't let you down,
For in the Flint Banjo Club, there's gold to be found,
A treasure of sound, that will astound

https://youtu.be/lGN86Z6QEeU

https://youtu.be/MZ9xl4mdabQ

JTS

GOLD IN THEM HILLS

Gold In Them Hills

Kind of musical irony in a way with a horror theme immersed in a jaunty beat: an unintentional result where so often a song writes itself and you decide not to change it.

Caught up in a War

Hear the words why me
See fiery horizons
Eating up ground are black caterpillars
We’re shrinking near the door
They hardly gave a reason
Sleeping is acid raw
Forever is the ceiling

Cause everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering 
We’re caught up in a war

Thinkin’ bout religion
The randomness of Gods
What’s it about us that’s undeserving?
We’re watching on the news
The march of our dementors
We’re lying close and squeezing
Neath fragility of walls

And everything we made 
Will be shattered by the day of reckoning
All the icons of love 
Will be broken on the grass just weathering
We’re caught up in a war

If we could turn back time to days of peace and laughter

CAUGHT UP IN A WAR

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

Life is rough, and your mind is busy with plans how to make it through the next day. Could you ever stop having the blues? Even as a musician? While jamming a boogie on piano, the phrase stuck in my head and I liked its ambiguity. I am overwhelmed how many people from all over the world joined the session and created an awesome rock'n'roll song. Everybody added their bit and we are very proud of the result. Thank you so much!

Nadine de Macedo (composition, arrangement, piano, solo, programming, production)
Berni Armstrong (vocals, lyrics, arrangement)
Alex Almirall (tenor saxophone, solo)
Jussi Nykänen (guitars, solo)
Andrew Russell (double bass)

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://www.youtube.com/@berniarmstrong
http://www.alexalmirall.com/
https://ajrussell.ca

==== LYRICS ====
I’ve got not time to relax
no time for fun
Time is staring at me
down the barrel of its gun

No time to tie laces,
I’ve got slip on shoes
And worst of all
I’ve got no time for blues

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

I got letters to send
I got bills to pay
I have less time to myself
Every single day
I work so many hours
It's a wonder I don't drop
I don't know if these demands
Are ever gonna stop

All of my friends
are in the same boat
Doesn't seem to matter
Who gets your vote
We're working for peanuts
We can't make ends meet
if things don't look up soon
We'll be out on the street

Look at that guy
In his fancy car
He has no idea
How hard things are
When you're working for a wage
But sinking deeper into debt
When I think of the future
I break out in a cold sweat

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

Quarterlife Blues

No Time For Blues (with Berni Armstrong)

Decoherence

Bandcamp

Pimienta Fantasma

Little dog

ᚎ Shadow snakes in the jade of the foliage kissed by the lunar light and dances the pixie poured by your creative breath, vital vice, violent virtue, like these fangs in your sudden smile ᚎ

Komorebi No Tsuki

Here’s one that was recorded way back, pretty rough production but I still quite like it.
Lyrics 
I see you standing in the corner of the room
Guess you think it's kinda cool
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Checked you out and you're looking good
All dressed up like I new you would
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Grooving to the music and you're looking great
Don't waste time 'cos it's getting late
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

You're dancing fast and you're dancing slow
Come on Hon lets give it a go
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

I see your friends are pointing my way
Come on over Hon and say
But come on babe
Come on and dance with me.

Instrumental, Verse One, Verse Two, Chorus, Outro

Come on and dance with me

Ballroom Echoes by Jeamland & joerxworx

I spent two years making Punto Ártica album as a whole, and I mostly played my mom’s Spanish guitar in the spare time. This theme and chords got shape with time, without any plan, in some different variations I’ve tried to remember and craft here.

Even a 7/4 vocal section had come up. In the spirit of this new profile, I asked Codi (https://soundcloud.com/noisealter) to adapt my translation of a poem I wrote when my age was about 1/3 than now (see below), and he also sung it with the passion and delivery I was looking for !!

Original poem  /  First translation:

FEBRERO  /  FEBRUARY

Efe de frío, Febrero,  /  ‘F’ for Freeze, February,
tiempo de ocio y ventura  /  leisure and venture time.
Sueño, guitarra, lectura,  /  Sleep, guitar, reading,
paso intermedio.  /  intermediate step.

Tiempo de amigos y risas  /  Time for friends and laughter,
de descanso e ilusión  /  of rest and illusion
de esperanza y ocasión,  /  of hope and opportunity,
muere la prisa.  /  the rush dies.

Febrero de nacimiento,  /  February of birth,
pausa para el estudiante.  /  pause for the student.
Los problemas van delante,  /  The problems go ahead,
estoy contento.  /  I’m happy.

F E B R U A R Y (vocals by Codi from NoiseAlter)

Singer Songwriter Guitarplayer

My music touches your soul and heals your heart

Klänge die dich berühren



Little dog

AndiGitarBluser

Recent comments

Lammbone

Julian Michael Power .

Masahiro Shinoda

Sonni Quick

Related tracks