Beautiful sounds with a great feel... awesome listening experience! :)

Great collaboration ...fine Guitars, Organ and Keyboard!

Beautiful guitars playing against each other and comes the organ. Well done.

Wonderful guitar creations, my friend. Exceptional intonation and mix.

Hey brother man, this song is thrillingly sublime! Really impressive how you find melody while playing through the changes. Great work, Brian man!

This is absolutely heavenly, B2!! Awesome guitars and keys over a perfect beat! And do I hear some mandolin?? Superb tune!!! Love it!!!💯💯💯🙏🙏🙏💎💎💎

Best of Brian Butts

Brian Butts - Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix
Nadia Selvaggi - Vocals, Poetry Selection. https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Poem Excerpts "The Masque of Anarchy" by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1819)

Solitarian

Bandcamp

Ye Are Many (feat. Nadia Selvaggi)

Negentropy

Sky Mirror

Brian Butts - Composition, Arrangement, Synths,  Master Mix
Nadia Selvaggi - Vocals, Poetry Selection https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Nigel Manning (The Windscale Blues Experiment) - Saxophones https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

AMERICA - Claude McKay 1921
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

Reification

America (feat. Nadia Selvaggi & The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Brian Butts - Guitar, Synths, Composition
Patrick Mautner - Guitar, Synths, Composition https://soundcloud.com/patrick-mautner?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Akinetopsia - Brian Butts & Patrick Mautner

Wait another day
To say goodbye
Just choose another face
And give it anohter try

Though I know your battle is at it's end
I am not oke losing a friend

Now I keep on wishing 
For you
To see the sun
One more time
And then the moon

One more time
One more day
To stay

I know you said,
That you wanne stay
But not in the way,
You are today

That is why it's better to say goodbye
That is what you told me, that last time

Now I keep on wishing 
For you
To see the sun
One more time
And then the moon

One more time
One more day
To stay

Goodbye - Original Song

Opus79

She's a medicine woman and she put a curse of love on me

Got a video together--- Cheers-- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ge6Llf-PFps

MEDICINE WOMAN (you got some wicked medicine)

Instrumental, Vocals, Lyrics & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Vocal Melody, Poetry Selection by Nadia Selvaggi

Poem extracts taken from Mr. Maurice Roberts' metrical version of Davydd Benvrass' Ode to Prince Lleweylyn (fl. 1230–1260) Translation by The Cambro-Briton (1820)

*Lyric & melody sung by Garddwr Porffor by Garddwr Porffor

*Davydd Benvrass was a Court Bard for the Kingdom of Gwynedd, including the period of Prince Llewelyn ap Iorwerth's reign (Llewelyn the Great), which accounts for the jingoistic nature of the text. This poem is one of a number of Benvrass' works celebrating Llewelyn's victories in battle with King John of England. 

Creator of that glorious light,
Which sheds around his vivid rays,
And the pale moon which rules the night,
O deign to animate my lays!
O, may my verse like Merddin's flow!
And with poetic visions glow.
Great Aneurin, string my lyre,
Grant a portion of thy fire!
That fire, which make thy verse record,
Those chiefs who fell beneath the sword
On Cattraeth's bloody field:
O! May the muse her vigor bring
While I Llewelyn's praises sing,
His country's strongest shield.
Ne'er was such a warrior seen,
With heart so brave and gallant mien:
From a regal race descended,
Bravely he the land defended,
Kings have learnt his pow'r to dread,
Kings have felt his arm and fled.
Loegria's king with conquest flush'd,
Boldly to the battle rush'd,
Then was heard the warlike shout,
(Signal of the approaching rout)
Great Llywelyn raged around,
Bravest Chieftains press'd the ground,
None his valour could withstand,
None could stem his furious hand,
Like a whirlwind on the deep,
See him through their squadrons sweep.

Come my love
Don't dwell upon the things we have lost
Pride and passion, honour, love,
sought at such a cost
We never did understand the twisting of the ways
It will serve us best to lift our heads
and think of better days

Then was seen the crimson flood,
Then was Offa bathed in blood,
Then the Saxons fled with fright,
Then they felt the monarch's might.
Far is heard Llywelyn's name,
Resounded by the trump of fame;
Oft the hero chased his foes
Where Sabrina smoothly flows.

Long and happy may he live!
And his hours to pleasure give.
And, ere upon his honoured tomb,
Herbs shall rise, and flowers shall bloom

Better Days by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

Video uploaded here (Always grateful for any views):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Oui76rc_PA
A sad song ............
Acoustic guitars (steel and nylon strung), processed guitars and a few synthy bits and pieces.
Hope you enjoy it
Cheers
Richard

Souls Apart

Decoherence

Equilibrist

Dope Jam Band-TheSmokingTrout
This is my first time participating, but Smoking Trout's other songs are also great, 
so be sure to check out the album! 
Oh~~Yeah! 
Thank U 4 Listening!!!

* Uziel @user-455619833 -- Vocals, Lyrics, and Vocal Production

* TexMex Shaman @texmex-shaman -- Lead & Rhythm Guitar funkiness

* Stonerjazz @user-911083679 -- Modulated Guitar & Vocaloid melodies

* Tot - @tot-beat -- Beat & Drums

* Tea R. Sea -- Synth, Sound Effects & Production

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Catch up with the first 5 tracks of our work-in-progress concept album, Quest for the Holy Dumpling: on.soundcloud.com/FR63a

Listen to the Smoking Trout's first album, The Land of Zed (2021-2022): on.soundcloud.com/WB34q
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Lyrics:

All those normal little things... pass us by, pass ussssssss
mirage of migrant, trucks full of food tiny boutiques nose up looking down
street dancers, performers, the arts little stalls selling fruit

and the bus tumbles through

HOWEVER GUS, You remember Gus? The driver of this bus...
Regretfully informs us that our engine food is at the edge of E, and the only thing we'll be running on soon is fumes

And as we approach, We can hear
A dusty massive heart beating city industry eldritch being and foreboding
Sitting atop his sky scrapers gloating
"Hungry enough yet?" It's beastly maw cries! "It's 10 for 5 and the price only went up 6.7%
Nothing to you, you're worker bees and you can make more honey, can't you?"

While yes that's true
We are the life blood that flow through
But people like me and you
Can't afford it

Fortune cookie flavor our journey
It's the last I got
I'm looking for the old woman
The gate keeper to the other side
Where we have the wholly divide
Away from this hellish relish
And Instead:
Dumpling soup, dumpling plump, fried in foie gras butter perhaps?
Holy condiment burns through fiery on your Thai chili adjusted tongue,

BUT THAT'S JUST ME! It tastes different for everyone

"OH, I can't help it!

We are all starving, the bus is outta' gas, and spewing smoke, Gus is cussing up a storm, Roberta's lighting up her last swiff... I think Larry's getting water"
said Jimmy to Sally and Stu

All digging through our pockets to get the last crumb or two
Looking forward to what we share
But it looks like
It's not a lot

Dumpling Stew (Smoking Trout's HOLY DUMPLING #6)w/ Uziel, Stonerjazz, TexMex Shaman & Tea R.Sea

When that title slipped into my mind it was all go and the early verse work felt bluesy with certainly blue notes to sing. The chorus wrote itself around the title with jazz chords. Changing key to the variation was natural enough but quite a long journey back to the verse again.

Art in her Bones

Out on the left - she’s made it her home
Some think she’s weird – and likely getting’ stoned alone
But I’m on the hook - just reel me in
It’s the art in her bones - that makes her what she seems to be
The art in her bones - makes a thrill inside of me 

Sometimes at night- she wakes from a dream
She runs to her paint – got to liberate that scene
Then after an hour - she’s layin’ back down
It’s the art in her bones . . .

She don’t deal with accounts and rates and supermarkets
She’s driftin’ through hazy lanes and blocks of colour
And something someone said three nights ago
She put that friend in embargo
Gotta work it through on canvas - then they’ll thaw in a tryst

They’ll work it out – those ladies of rhyme
They just need the moon – to tell them when the time is right
And me I can wait – for that special night

When she gives she’s layin over us 
Starlight curves across her body real – we’re playin’ seals
Lazy floppy as the sunlight grows
We talk of us as forever – and after that still together
Neath the door’s a gentle zephyr

Hey let us rise – it’s quarter to one
In the café - love our whacky talkie fun
The way she sees things – my soul it just sings

ART IN HER BONES

Combstead - Composition, Main Mix, Arrangement https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-928282858?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Robert Grigg - Guitar, Master Mix https://soundcloud.com/robert-grigg?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Brian Butts - Guitar, Keyboard

G.B.C. - Third Time's A Charm

The image shows a slightly altered photo detail from: Tree Stump, Meanwood Churchyard, a photography by Tim Green from Bradford (Wikimedia commons)

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"They all go stupid in a race."
(Gustave Flaubert, 1821-1880)

The following text passage is mainly a translation from a blog by the author Goetz Eisenberg (*1951) called:
https://durchhalteprosa.de/ 
(which can best be translated as „Perseverance Prose“)

In the translation I have tried to stay as close as possible to the original text, however, due to phrasing, composition (etc…), I have used slight changes and additions.
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Desensitization

Apocalyptic images 
Every evening on the news 
Heat, fires and disease
Floods, earthquakes, famines, 
War and destruction…
We are given such a daily dose 
Of horror news 
That we loose 
The capacity for outrage and revolt. 
We become numb 
And also threaten to loose 
The abilities we need 
To have empathy. 

(ref1)
Then, as now,  	(2)
We should cry out 
And rise up collectively, 
But the mass of images 
And the flood of news 
Make us fall silent
And paralyse the hooves

All go crazy in a race …

The more drastic the images 
We are presented with, 
The faster we forget 
What we have seen. 
The abundance and above all 
The concreteness of the images
Is the best means 
Of making us immune
To others misfortune. 
This is a facet of the "dialectic of enlightenment" 
That is far too little considered:
The more clearly 
Barbarism can be seen, 
The faster 
We forget it. 
News had a greater impact on us 
When we only heard or read it. 
The images of it arose 
In our minds 
And then occupied us more than one time

All go crazy in a race …

(ref2)
Then, as now,  	(2)
We should cry out 
And rise up collectively, 
But the mass of images 
And the flood of news 
Simply fob us off
With the surface

All go crazy in a race 
They all go stupid in a race	(2)
and we float along with it…

G.B.C. - Third Time's A Charm

Brian Butts

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