i like the song and i love the name and the voice is very cool and the drums too and the guitar is brutal and when i listen to it sounds like 70, rock although christian.

Great sounding track, mix and production is tight with cool instrumentation and vocals, nice work.

Excellent Piece,Impresionante Guitars and vocals!!😊🔥🔥🔥🤘🏻🤘🏻

Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Scissa

Proclivity

Treetop

PuNCh-A (Sandro´s Theme)

The Stone That Makes The Statue was inspired by the band flying into Keflavík and invokes the rocky, bleak landscape of Iceland.

Percussion driven, it is a return to the post rock roots of the 4 piece, melodic keyboards and harsh guitars, melody and intensity, booming bass and atmosphere.

Laxá are: 
Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass/Vocals
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards

The Stone That Makes The Statue, new Post rock by Laxá

A little glimpse.
The smallest glance at summer.
Guides me.
Up into the trees.
Pretty green.
The nervy days.
The golden gates of May,
Which always make us wait,
Out of the substrate.

It's Springtime.
What we waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
I'm gonna make it somehow.
Springtime.
Side stepped the falling leaves.
Forget supposed meritocracy.
I'll climb up your ladder somehow.

The smallest win.
Is somewhere to begin.
The autumn winds.
No longer seemed so keen.
Pretty Green.
The world returns.
In golden blades of song.
A whisper from your tongue.
Two million blackbirds can't be wrong.

It's springtime.
We've all been waiting for.
This time.
We're gonna make it all ours.
We're gonna put in the hours.
Springtime.
Forget the darker days.
This time.
We're gonna make it somehow.
We're gonna let it all out.

It's springtime.
What you waiting for?
This time.
I've been saving till now.
So what you waiting for now?
Springtime.
Forget the birds and bees
Some such floating on the lightest breeze.
I'm gonna let it all out.

Springtime (Reprise)

Android Love

I'm drowning under a pile of papers and emails,
Meetings stacked up, a ship with too many sails.
Every task's a mountain, each deadline a storm,
In this sea of to-dos, I need to find form.

Help me out, Professor Pareto, show me the way,
Which 20 percent matters? Teach me today.
Cut through the clutter, let the trivial flee,
Help me out, Professor Pareto, set my mind free.

Calendar's a jungle, ideas fighting for light,
Searching for clarity in the thicket of night.
"Focus on the crucial," your whisper in my ear,
"Trim the trivial, let the vital appear."

Help me out, Professor Pareto, show me the way,
Which 20 percent matters? Teach me today.
Cut through the clutter, let the trivial flee,
Help me out, Professor Pareto, set my mind free.

Now, I stand a bit lighter, with a smirk, I confess,
Even Professor Pareto can't tame my creative mess.
Yet there's charm in the chaos, and wisdom in the fray,
Thank you, Professor Pareto, for clearing some way.

Help me out, Professor Pareto, show me the way,
Which 20 percent matters? Teach me today.
Cut through the clutter, let the trivial flee,
Help me out, Professor Pareto, set my mind free.

Help me out, Professor Pareto, show me the way,
Which 20 percent matters? Teach me today.
Cut through the clutter, let the trivial flee,
Help me out, Professor Pareto, set my mind free.

Help me out, Professor Pareto, show me the way,
Which 20 percent matters? Teach me today.
Cut through the clutter, let the trivial flee,
Help me out, Professor Pareto, set my mind free.

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"Help Me Out, Prof. Pareto" is a battle cry for anyone overwhelmed by the chaos of daily tasks and commitments. With its medieval-inspired guitar riffs and powerful bass, this track transforms the struggle for efficiency into an electrifying musical experience. It brings the Pareto Principle to life, urging listeners to identify and focus on the 20% of efforts that yield 80% of the results. The song navigates through the clutter of an overcommitted life, seeking wisdom in the teachings of Professor Pareto. From piles of papers to endless emails, the lyrics capture the common plight of trying to find clarity amidst chaos. The chorus serves as a plea for simplicity and effectiveness, making it a perfect anthem for anyone looking to optimize their productivity.

Help Me Out, Prof. Pareto

"Crater" is the first song, but last release off the self-titled Album. Electronic headbanger with strange synths, space sounds, heavy guitar. Official release is July 4th. Early release on SoundCloud.

Moon for the Alien

Crater

Debut track from Los Angeles (South Bay) metal band!

Skycrawler

Bandcamp:   https://theseguitarssaysorry.bandcamp.com/album/pros-id
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5tdYQhRecHM6cwWaHflIKP

The third album from These Guitars Say Sorry comprises 11 songs, with additional guitars, vocals and percussion by The Choir of Phantoms: Melina Oz, Marius Ihler and Gunnar Kjellsby

Lyrics

If I should fall like lightning
Over things I never said
It’s not the end of anything
It’s best you don’t forget

If it’s not the end of anything
I’ll meet you on the way
You still cast the softest shadow
If I’m prepared to wait

Every now and then I wave at clouds
Every now and then I have my doubts
One day I will climb up to the stars
I bought a ladder did you need to ask

I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
He lived well, he lived well, he lived well
He died well

I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
The night before, the night before
The fate of glass
You can’t ignore

Perhaps you brought some flowers
Maybe you sent a card
Eyes closed, fingers in my ears
I don’t know where you are

Be good now and be careful
Or as careful as you can Glassmary oh Glassmary
I just don’t understand

Every now and then I wave at clouds
Every now and then I have my doubts
One day I will climb up to the stars
I bought a ladder did you need to ask

I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
He lived well, he lived well, he lived well
And he died well

I was buried by a bullfighter
The morning after, the morning after
The night before, the night before
The fate of glass
You can’t ignore

Help Me Out, Prof. Pareto

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