love the spoken word vocal approach. excellent .

Awesome track, Mike and the boys!!!! Love your work. Sooooo good : )

Definitely can hear this as a soundtrack in a scene of a Quentin Tarantino film 🔥

Still not sure if green is green or life is one giant green screen?
Please check out the completely not relevant irrelevant video :)

https://youtu.be/LLnsf4QqFZo

Is this green?

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on frozen ground
And I've never told you
How good it feels to grow old with you

The night is cold and hard as steel
But you and I will never feel
The silent night the shivering morning
This burning ember heats our home

Its all above
An icy wind. A burning sun
And I’ve never told you
How good it feels to come home to you

The night is ours. It’s short but sweet 
And desperate hours before the week
A daily grind a cold design
This burning ember heats our home

So cry out
What's wrong with the world?
Why can’t they see
Things like you and me?

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on golden ground
Have I ever told you
How good it feels to have grown old with you?

The night is hard and cold as steel 
But you and i will never feel
The hardened heart, the cold of shoulder
This burning ember heats our home

It's All Around

Thrift Shop Treasure

Half Blind Lucy - JACKS  OVER KINGS

Original release: 11/13/2022
This is an open invitation for a collab, this track is open for downloads. Contains explicit lyrics. All producers, mixologist, DJ, and Musician are welcome to test their skills and artistry. The file is submitted "as is", add what you want to complete it, or simply sample parts. If you use it, please link back to this page. Message me here with a link to your production and I will repost... Enjoy fam!
To all producers you have my permission and authorization to use it as your own. I have published this as royalty free. You can monetize or do whatever you want with it. All proceeds are yours to keep. Everyone is welcome to participate.
All I ask is vocal credit, my name is: Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)Peace!
Enjoy Fam!!!

Original track: https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/purple-microdot

For those that want to take on Purple Microdot Pt.2, the vocals will be released 31 Dec 22.


Here’s the link to the Producers that have submitted mixes so far:
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/purple-microdot-producers

Purple Microdot Vocals 145 BPM

Campers  

My parents were campers, we wandered around
We washed in the river and slept on the ground
With a kerosine lantern to see by at night 
And aluminum cups full of Crystal Delight

They’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it was not about nothing
It was more than a signature style

I gave him a hundred, which was all that I got
I fired her up and I drove off the lot
She was painted by hand, but tipping the scales
Was a sticker that showed my concern for the whales

She’s all gone forever after only awhile
To me she was not about nothing
She was more than a signature style

My mind is in order my soul is inspired
In robe and in sandals I’m simply attired
And I live in this place with these brothers of mine
Where we think, and we pray, and we fast all the time

Till we’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it is not about nothing
It’s more than a signature style

Copyright Scott Culver Thomson

Campers

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered using Logic. 
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in DADGAD Tuning
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

Acoustic guitar instrumental.

Reunion

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
______________________________________________________________________

Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

Socrates At Sundown (with MidiSound)

ON PARLE DE NOUS

ON PARLE DE NOUS (Chanson Française)

High on Eagles wings.  Ft. Lioness Pinky🇯🇲

Seagull magically touches with symphonic splendor Peter's erudite songwriting, singing, and playing, but still remains deeply personal as Father Time is personified.
Lyrics:
Did you commence, at once, or have you always ever been
And will your pounding heartbeat ever cease?
Are you a sense, or force, or something other in between?
Simply ticking down to each and every last release?
Is your pulse rate constant in this exponential universe?
Or does my biology speed the tempo of your rhyme?
Why are the lifespans of your subjects so potentially diverse?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

Is your mission merely measure, or are you yourself the cause
Of evolution and decay of matter's elementary doom?
Are you the seemly pressure on the future's pending pause
Ethereally benign or other natural force subsume?
Can you shift like rays in prisms, temporal rainbows to behold
Are you the cause of age or do you simply count it's lines
Is your rounded face imprisoned in a cell numbered twelvefold
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

At terminal expansion of our present universe
For its destined re-contraction to begin
Will your hands slow to a halt then slip into reverse
Or count us down in forward time back to our origin?
Will the ultimate compaction trigger seasonal adjust
Predicate upon your base the final great rewind?
Then will you recommence or revert back to gently ticking dust?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

Old Father Time (Peter, Seagull, Dan-t)

All tracks  are recorded in a spontaneous manner typically in a single take. Most lyrics are also spontaneous improvisations derived from the feelings of the moment. We let the guitar and drums interact and the music just happens. Most if not all of the music is inspired from this interaction.

The recording equipment up until January 2019 consisted of a dated Fostex 8 track and a few microphones...We simply lay down a guitar and drum track and let it unfold the way you are hearing it by bouncing tracks. We just have to make music to live. Music of any kind, music that speaks for itself... 

In January 2019 recording equipment was upgraded to Logic X and a UA Apollo MKll Quad Core Recording interface...We entered a new building and still trying to find the light switch so bare with us as we keep lighting matches...  

MW

Half Blind Lucy - JACKS OVER KINGS

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