Great Rock/Metal/Alternative/Jazz/Blues - Spring 2020

Great tracks (multi genre) - July 2020

https://theghosthuntuk.com/uks-haunted-screaming-woods/

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artwork by Polish artist Zdzisław Beksiński

Screaming Woods

The Lizard

The Future

All Music & Programming by John Baker
All Lyrics written and performed by Kenny Dyer
Lead Guitar by Nils K

I recently lost a pet that really really hurt down deep. She meant the world to me even though I didn't admit it. At the end, seeing her laying on that table and myself aware of what was coming, tore me up beyond words. 

I wrote this song in remembrance of her for all the joy she brought me over the years I had her. Kenny penned a really nice set of words that hold true. My hopes are that this touches and maybe even helps with the pain, for anyone who has recently lost something or someone and are having a hard time dealing with it.

Time (feat Kenny Dyer on vox & Nils K on lead guitar)

this is another version of  "Winter Blizzard"
https://soundcloud.com/jcs-807293158/winter-blizzard

Goodbye Asia

Sugar

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This is where my latest idea took me.  A bit of a message in the lyrics. 
 Not sure what genre it is, but was pretty cool to do.  Always a challenge to do something different and most certainly quite rewarding.  Hope you enjoy it.
Artwork by Michael Whelan.

Planet in Peril

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
And make it right,
Fix what’s wrong,

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Disgrace and guilt,
The time to act has come.  

The decline of the Earth’s natural life-support systems,
So many species threatened
Habitats neglected and destroyed.
Freshwater resources being depleted or polluted. 
The human footprint so large leaving little space for anything else.

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Accept our crime,
Give life a chance

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Change some habits
Give the planet, it’s right.

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Stop the abuse,
Sow seeds of life.

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Hand in hand,
We can make it change.

Natural ecosystems have lost half their area.
Rain forests desiccating into savannahs
A million species at risk of extinction
All largely a result of human actions
Nature is being destroyed at hundreds of times higher than the average over the past 10m years 

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Return the gift,
This planet earth.

What’s it gonna be,
Will we blame the past,
Or take a stance,
Only time will tell,
If we did enough

Planet In Peril

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

LA POUDRE BLANCHE (La destruction)

All instruments played (all guitars, bass) and programmed (drums) by Szabolcs Kontra. Mixing, mastering by @ValAkey. Thanks for doing the magic.

Cover photo is from Artur Roman (https://www.pexels.com/hu-hu/@artur-roman-158558). Thanks for it! Beatiful photograps can be found on pexels profile.

Tall, bending grass

Lots of piano, koto, pizzicato strings and clarinet in this arrangement! Hope someone enjoys listening. 😊🎶💕🎹🎤

GOT IT BAD

My name is Didier
Thank you for your precious listening even if it is minimal.
Music is sharing!
thank you

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