Beautiful... I can see the Scotland highlands when I listen to this

Great composition, from every possible point of view!

ein epischer soundtrack, wundervoll 👏🏻

Nur schön! Sehr gutes Arrangement und Orchestration! Perfekter „Celtic mood“, Gänsehaut pur! Klasse Arbeit mein Freund!

Bluesinha is a cheeky little blues that tells the story of a smooth-talking hustler who underestimated the girl — and ended up getting what he deserved. But in the end, they find common ground, and desire wins out. A tale of love for lust, or maybe lust for love.

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

Listen here, my girl,
Don’t mean to play you wrong,
Hope you’ll forgive me,
But tonight I can't come along.
I got no cash on me,
No ride, no fare,
And I know you don’t
Take buses anywhere.
My vibe is rock and roll,
But your scene’s pop and gold,
It’s money...

I’m a streetwise stray
In this crazy town,
Was a punk, Hare Krishna,
Now I sleep on the ground.
I got nowhere to go,
Got nothing to share,
No dog, no room or sofa,
No TV, not even air.
But if I steal your mint drop,
And sip your whisky on the rocks —
That's sweeter...

My vibe is rock and roll,
But your world’s pop control,
It’s money...

Now listen up, my dear,
Let me make it clear,
I don’t want your money,
Don’t care what you wear.
My folks pay my bills,
That much you should know,
Cash ain’t what I’m missing —
Just got nowhere to go.

My vibe is pure raw lust,
Your scene’s all junk and dust,
So hollow...

So come on now, my love,
Let’s not waste the night,
I’m finally gettin'
What’s been feelin' right.
You want me,
And I want you too —
Why worry 'bout the rest
When the world’s just passin' through?
Our beat is touch and heat,
Our world’s a Woodstock street —
So mellow...

And our life is tight,
Our kiss? A bolt of light —
Straight yellow.

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Bluesinha é um blues canalha, que conta a história de um malandro que subestimou a garota e acabou levando o troco. Mas no final eles se entendem e o desejo prevalece. Uma história de amor ao tesão, ou tesão de amor.

Bluesinha

 
Escute aqui menina,
Eu não quero te enganar,
Vê se me desculpa, 
Mas hoje não vai dar...
Não tenho dinheiro, 
Tô sem condução,
Sei também que você 
Não é de pegar buzão.
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...
Eu sou bicho urbano, 
Dessa cidade louca,
Já fui punk, Hare Krishna
Hoje eu durmo numa moita
Não tenho pra onde ir
Nada à oferecer
Cachorro, quarto ou sala,
Nem banheiro nem tv.
Mas se eu te serro um drops,
Seu whisk on-the-rocks
Primeiro...
Minha balada é rock,
Mas seu mundo é pop,
Dinheiro...

Então preste atenção,
Vou te explicar meu bem,
Não quero sua grana,
Nem saber o que Tú tem,
Minha família é quem me banca,
Você deve saber
A mim não falta grana,
O que me falta é quem comer.
Minha balada é fuck
Mas seu mundo é junkie
Fuleiro...
Então venha meu amor,
Não vamos perder tempo
Agora eu to sacando,
O que está acontecendo
Você me quer, 
Eu te quero também,
Pra que saber do resto 
Se o mundo vai ou vem
Nossa balada é o toque
Nosso mundo Woodstok
Inteiro...
Mas nossa vida é top,
Nosso beijo e um choque!
E meio....

Little Blues (Bluesinha)

Rapid hornblowing action as the city gets wild.....

Pic. NY c/o Pinterest 

Night Strike

*** Liquid Roads ***

Watch the ships that slit the oceans
leaving behind white foam.
Those liquid roads will soon be gone
as the foam turns back to sea.

And so is life.
For a while I'll make a difference
a sillage that shows the way
for my sons to follow me.

May I help them in the storms,
break the waves of violent seas.
They will learn and take my place
when I'm no more than debris. 

(based on Classical Glass instrumental piece)

Liquid Roads

Where are U?

All Guitars, Bass, Saxophones, Vocals, Drum programming by Carlo Neve
Written, Recorded and mixed by Carlo Neve
Recorded in Ableton Live 12

Artwork: Picture taken by Carlo Neve in Guggenheim Museum Bilbao, The video installation by Refik Anadol is titled 'in situ'. 


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Hugging Trance Abstraction (More more)

I have been thinking, 
thinking too long
about effects, consequences, 
decisions that I take or won’t                 

It is time to loosen 
the grip of limitations 
Break free from boundaries 
and let possibility lead the way
 
no maps, no clocks, no alarms, no job, no alibis or excuses
no targets, no goal, direction unknown, just go let the muses seduce you

more fun, more jazz, more friends, more art, more guitars, more satisfaction.
more beach, more sun, more wine, some rain, more more, more more attraction
more sax, more beats, more bass, more love, more leads to more dance action
more colour, more beauty,  less duty, more magic, more hugging trance abstraction

More, more, more, more, more, more, more, more

Hugging trance abstraction (More more)

Everyone needs someone to love. A song of finding that special person! 

 I found a smile beneath the willow tree
 A quiet laugh that danced with the breeze 
You held my hand like the world was brand new 
Each step we took painted skies so blue 

Oh love oh love you’re the song I sing 
The melody bright that makes my heart swing Happiness grows like a garden in bloom 
With you by my side there’s no room for gloom

Tales of love and happiness .mp3

Written by James Geer

Over here the customs seem so strange 
Over here my words gets disarranged 
Over here I’m bothered all the day
Over here I want to get away

I’ve been missing
I’ve been missing
Home

Over here the accents are so deep
Over here the hills are way too steep
Over here the forests overgrown 
Over here I’m virtually alone

I’ve been missing
I’ve been missing
Home

Over here

Lady of the Clifftop

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Dream Voyage is a soothing classical-cinematic lullaby suite by Tiny Star Lullabies, guiding listeners through a night’s gentle journey — from drifting into dreams to awakening with the first morning light.
Each piece blends neo-classical piano, soft jazz textures, and cinematic orchestration, evoking images of paper boats, floating lanterns, moonlit gardens, and the quiet return of dawn.
Perfect for bedtime, peaceful moments, or reflective listening — Dream Voyage feels like a story told in sound.

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Cloud Lanterns

In Those Days is a dark-fantasy jazz/blues concept album built on the book of Judges—half film score, half rock opera, all one continuous world.

Obligé scores a crownless Canaan with smoky horns, upright bass, haunted guitars, and stormy drums: temple nightclubs for Baal, crooked odd-meter stealth for the left-handed assassin, noir prophecy under the palm tree, iron chariots rolling like war machines, midnight tension in Jael’s tent, Gideon shaking in a winepress, a daughter caught in the teeth of a vow, and a man who looks ordinary but tears down gates and pillars by a strength that makes no sense.

Some tracks play like pure score, others like songs sung from inside the story, but the same themes keep resurfacing—motifs slipping between sax lines and vocals, big-band blasts giving way to quiet, wounded prayers. This is Judges as a jazz-shadowed myth: no king, too many gods, and a handful of fragile people trying to stand up in the ruin.

Lady of the Clifftop

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