Le riff orientale se marie à merveille avec le rock

Je recommente à nouveau, addict à ce titre, osmose, bravo à vous !

I absolutely love your music BA ! all this rich detail and soundscapes here not to mention that a wonderful composition just came before it.  Feel like I am listening to some rock opera with you fellas :) Cheers

Always a pleasure listening to your duo stuff.  Brilliant on many levels.

Daily Drops

Taken from the Astral Taxi album "Cydonia" 1996.
I really like the harpsichord in this track and the saxophone solo
Co written with Craig Small. I remember being asked to lay down some acoustic guitar solos near the end of the song which were completely unrehearsed. Most of them were captured on the first take. The pressure was on but that's when the magic happens!
Anyway I hope you enjoy this golden oldie from my past.

"Don't you watch me falling....
It's not a tragedy....
I just need your helping hand, to rescue me"

Cydonia

Rescue me

Rescue Me

A past lover keeps showing up in my dreams and reminding me of my failures.
From my new LP " Low Profile". My best tracks from 2023. Thanks for listening!

Lyrics:
I get my melancholy straight from the IV drip
A Xanax, a red eyed flight on the sky ship
That's when you appeared
I'd been gorging myself on 
Televised violence
It's like synconized swimming
You were grinning while the plane was rapidly descending
(You smiled all the way down)
The atmosphere was colorless
Odorless
Void of all surface and all texture
I'm reveling in my psychosis
You reminded me I never finished my
Junkyard magnum opus
You still show up in my dreams

We were entering into 
An impressionist painted landscape
With a language that we just didn't understand
You reminded me that I'm a big believer
In blindly believing
And I need to start drinking in
A little bit more in what I'm seeing
We're like suburban dadaist
Coming in, out of the rain
My mind was racing
Like those 808 beats
There all the same
Well, that's the way the Goddamn wheel rolls
You headed off into the night
You never told me to change the angle of the light
You still show up in my dreams

"You never even had it even when you had it your hands,"
You've got to bring it right down
To where the sideways ends in the light
I'm digging down deep
I'm digging down slow
I'm striking oil 
Or the fires down below
You still show up in my dreams

You Still Show Up In My Dreams

I wrote this song in 1989 use to play it with a band called Jaroc, back in the day Here is an updated version, hope you like it.

Written played produced by : John Mc Farlane

Everybody's Fool

I see it now here in front of me 
Dead birds in  a burning  tree 
Where is the life ?
Where are the laughts ?
Is it to late to dream another day  

Children die in poor makeshift boats
In a sad sea where the shreds of hope float
Where is the life
Where are the laughts
Is it to late to dream a better day  

refrain : Oh nights
I can't see the light
Oh days 
Ican't fight  the blight
Evil and hell  are in closed eyes
We can’t  stop the sun dimise
Prayers and spells lost in noises 
Nothing can stop, nothing can stop  the dark tide rise


Blood and tears dry in the heat of the desert
Fear and hate rot in the depths of hearts
Where is the life
Where are the laughts
Is it to late to dream another day  

Neither skin nor breath resists the blind fire
Of the souls  remains only a dull ire
Where is the life
Where are the  laughts
Is it to late to dream a better  day

Dream A Better Day ?

Roy Roy: Guitars, GarageBand Virtual Drum, Songwriting https://on.soundcloud.com/CEVJC

J.J.: Bass Guitar, Synth, Synthetic Saxophone https://on.soundcloud.com/ZhqYG


We both really appreciate you listening!!

Girls Never Stop Dancing (Roy Roy and J.J.)

Instrumental Composition, Bass, Guitar, Keyboard & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Lyrics, Vocals, Vocal Composition by Nadia Selvaggi

Coney Island Day
by Nadia Selvaggi

Let's get away!
The city's heat is driving us insane
The Grand Street hydrant has run dry
The air conditioner doesn't run on high
The Q train's only half an hour away

Ah, Coney Island day!

Feel the cool breeze in the sky,
a hundred feet up on high
The Wonder Wheel and Cyclone
are guaranteed to electrify

Where umbrellas dot the shoreline,
the sun burns under rainbow skies,
and kites swirl like ribbons in the sky,
just like my spirit does today

Let's take a holiday!

At Surf & Stillwell down the boardwalk,
we'll eat a Famous Nathan's hotdog,
play a game of volleyball,
ride in a bumper car and stay late,
and watch the fireworks display

We'll stroll down Riegelmann Boardwalk,
and take the rides at Luna Park,
eat candy apples and popcorn,
Totonno's pizza coal fired
on a mid summer day

We'll take a little holiday,
west of Ocean Parkway
Feel our troubles fade away
in Brooklyn's little hideaway

Ah, Coney Island Day!

Coney Island Day by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

Vocals & Lyrics by FRAWSTAKWA
https://soundcloud.com/frawstakwa

Music by Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paul-racle

Produced by Cosmic Keanu

Word Of Peace (FRAWSTAKWA | Paploviante | Cosmic Keanu)

Lets

This one was inspired by the soundtrack to a TV series MArk was watching at the time - Annika. The lyrics are nothing to do with the show though.

These minutes
Feel like months of mire
What's to be undone
I can't untie
More than I tied up
And yet I fail
To see a setting sun

No-one is here but us
No-one to break us up
No-one to feed their lies
Or steal away what's ours
No-one is here but us

It must be burning
As embers burn
It must be burning
As embers burn
It must be burning
As embers burn
It must be burning
It must be burning

Copyright Gina Graham 2023

It Must Be Burning

Burning Circles

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The English saying "We're all going to Hell in a hand-cart" just about describes my mood when I wrote "Descent". It was one of those weeks in northern hemisphere Spring 2024 when there was absolutely no good news coming in from anywhere on the planet.

I trust that things will get better!

Descent

“No One”

If I were a man
	A stand I might make
		Resolved
	Murder my kind no longer

But I’m just an unsensible
	Expendable thing
		Render my life like a number

So it goes

Tender little child
Plucked by a wile
	Who loves you
	More than they?

Sweet little child
Fit for a vial
	Who wants you?
	None they say
	Not even they
	No one

If I were a man
	A stand I might make
		Resolved
	Murder my kind no longer

But I’m just an unsensible
	Expendable thing
		Render my life like a number

So it goes

Tender little child
Crushed by a plier
	Who hurt you...
		More than they?




Poor little child
Unreconciled
	Who made you?
		None dare say

Frail little child—
	Meek and mild
		Who will answer for you?
			None they say

Doomed little child—
	Conceived and defiled
		Who will save you?
			None they say
			None can say
				No one?
---
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

No One

Our Dog

For When She's On Your Mind (take 11)

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

Be another :
All voices : Alice Ciacco ( https://soundcloud.com/user-268821845)
All instruments (except when specified)  words, music and sound : François Tamby

be-another.com
https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/artist/2Dr2hO4mMuknAciKExnxYn

Dream A Better Day ?

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