Always a pleasure listening to your tunes

🎵 What a profound tribute to Flannery O'Connor! Your musical storytelling captures her determination to create despite her struggles, with such artistic grace ✨ Love how your piano and vocal arrangement mirror the contrasts of light and dark that she was famous for 🎹 The way you weave in those sound clips adds such haunting authenticity to her story ❤️ Your production perfectly balances the biographical elements with deeper themes of grace and redemption 🌟 A beautiful homage to an incredible writer who never stopped pursuing her craft! 📚 ✍️

Hey man, love your distinct, gravelly voice on top of this beautifully played guitar. Great lyrics, too. Lots to dig about this charming song, man. Way to go with it!

thank you so much for your wonderful comment..I really appreciate it

This song is great art‼️ I think so‼️

You are a great lyricist!  Wonderful song!

What I Took From A Book

Sensual Theorems

Percusive Experimental Piano

Wise Blood

I want some wise blood   
 I want to choose not to choose  
The world above us  
No excuse for what we lose 

Gotta make a decision   
For that I don't need this PhD  
Won't be an act of precision
For this freedom I fight then flee  

The walls of the Church                 
They're building them higher   
Into the clouds in search of God  
The walls of this church               
The great multiplier             
Run through the city, claim the streets and yards 

Chorus

I need to make a decision 
Reject the promise of sanctity
Forget that sin abolition
All those around here, they've taken the knee

The fog of the future                                 
The mist of the past                                  
Borders are bleeding in search of  God   
Ancients to slaughter                               
The chain and the lash                            
Tryouts tomorrow for the Junior Death Squad          





Wise Blood

based on the short story Sredni Vashtar by Saki

Do One Thing For Me

Do one thing for me                
I kneel at your shrine              
Red thoughts, white teeth       
They call for peace                  
As the planets align                 
Tool shed my cathedral            
A silence musty and dim          
Knotted and naked                   
Offering sacred                         
Blame the ferret and the hen    

Do one thing for me                            
A singular sacrifice                              
Do one thing on this witchy day          
One small sin for my paradise             
Do one thing, one precious thing         
The brown beast turns and roars         
The darkness takes what duty brought 
Like a writer lost in war                          

Sit down have a celebration              
Tea with buttered toast I'm making       
All the little children hiding in the forest  
The animals are running free                  

Sit down, then stand up at attention          
Salute the General, time too short to mention  
All the little children fighting in the forest    
The animals are running free                      

Do one thing for me         
This vicious moment in time  
Short story the rage               
Canvas the page                   
Make the madness divine     
Tool shed my cathedral            
A silence musty and dim          
Knotted and naked                   
Offering sacred                         
All hail the ferret and the hen    













Do One Thing For Me

Astronauts say that when they see the Earth from space, it changes their way of understanding life.
We will soon make a guitar version.
Photo: NASA

Beauty Blue

Unreal Facades

idea from the book El Sicario...por favor excuse some of  my beginner Spanish mispronunciations and I am sure grammatical errors....unpolished it is , lo siento

Sicario Blues (La Plata o Plomo)

La plata o plomo                                       
The silver or lead                                       
He's talking in Spanish                              
Got a gun at your head                              
Mas o menos, Señor                               
It's the Sicario blues                                   

He loves his mama
El ama a su madre
Got to bury your body first
Before he takes her to church on Sunday
Mas o menos, can't you see it
His Sicario blues

Lately, he's been wondering                       
Just whose side he's on                             
No quiere una guerra                                 
All these loaded guns                                
Sure, he's got some money                        
El dinero es grosso                                   
pero las manos, sus manos                             
Se han ensuciado                                     

La plata o plomo 
The silver or lead 
He'd rather be in Iceland
In a nice warm feather bed 
Mas o menos por favor
Those Sicario blues

Sooner or later, he'll be coming around 
Juarez, Tijuana, he'll be hunting you down
Su corazón es duro 
And your alibi is soft 
You're the last one on his list of names
Before he's running off

La plata o plomo 
The silver or lead 
El hijo de Dios 
Gonna put you straight to bed 
Si claro, mi amigo 
Tiene el Sicario blues
Es verdad amigos 
No escaping those Sicario blues







Plata o Plomo (Sicario Blues)


intro is a quote from the novel Cat's Cradle(1963) by Kurt Vonnegut Jr

My Compass is Broken

Plans are vague                                                             
Imprecise                                                                         
Indistinct                                                                          
Like men and mice                                                        
But it's better than having a stone cold point of  view   
Feeling lost 
Cast adrift
Gone off course 
Missing ship
No need to understand where I'm heading to

My compass is broken                                                  
The arrow is starting to spin                                         
This path unspoken                                                       
Not sure of the place I'm in                                           
Do I turn East?                                                                
West?                                                                               
Father does not know best                                           
My compass is broken                                                  
I don't know what to do       

                                           
Empty maps
Beckon me
Find the lost
City of Z
Take a long, strange trip inside my little head
Foreign fields
Hallowed ground
Misunderstood
Tightly wound
Instead of finding the treasure, I find myself instead

Oh, my compass is broken 
A newfound split past everyone 
From one pole to the other 
Like Peary, Scott and Amundsen 
Do I turn North?
South?
Living foot in mouth
My compass is broken 
What do I have to do?

Peculiar travel suggestions                                           
Are dancing lessons from God                                    
So move your feet to this rhythm                                 
And do the Mashed Potato                                          
Or the Kurt Vonnegut                                                          

Grow a pair
Get a grip
Find a job
F#$* that shit
Destination unknown
Take a chance, enjoy the view

My compass is broken
It's a world of bobble and spin
I'm awake but unwoken 
It's the best place I've ever been
Switching it on....off....
From the equator to the permafrost
My compass is broken
Don't call the rescue crew                                           
My compass is broken                                                  
I'm far away from you                                         
My compass is broken
Do what I have to do


Lyrics Hand on the Rock/ K Vonnegut Jr
Music Hand on the Rock

My Compass Is Broken



Feb 11 1963....Death of Sylvia Plath... 62 years ago... 
Florida Dawn reference found within the pages of  the Bell Jar her only novel
Sylvia Plath reading a portion of Lady Lazarus opens tune...

Florida Dawn

All that we touch                                       
Turns to dust                                            
The flesh gone frantic                              
The ink upon the page                         
The idea stays                                         
Reading pages of Plath                            
Such a sad aftermath                               
I picked up those letters                             
And sprinkled some bits on your grave       
See love where it lays                                 

That February spinning round                       
Breath is getting thin                                     
Sit and watch the ocean tide                         
Centuries crashing in                                     
In the Florida Dawn                                        
Another episode of cruel                                
The leader and the ones lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

Rain begets rust                                           
Turns steel into dust                                     
The flesh gone static                                    
A chemical tease for the brain                    
Why did you read her again?                          
She did a Sylvia Plath                                 
Climbing into the bath                                    
I'll spare you the details,                               
the end result was the same                       
Minus the fame                                            

Now everything is spinning round                 
In this space I'm in                                       
I sit and watch the ocean tide                        
All those centuries crashing in                       
In the Florida Dawn                                       
Replay your episode of cruel                            
The leader and the one lead on                    
Who's playing tricks on who?                          

I walk these words and find myself              
Where you said you'd be 
I walk these words to where you ought to be                            
But there's only me                                       







Florida Dawn

Funky Flow - By The Numbers - Im Keeping Score
thank you for this collab.. https://soundcloud.com/ipg1 
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/by-the-numbers-160-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/funky-flow-collab-vox-90-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm?in=ipg1/sets/vocals
instrumental version:
https://soundcloud.com/30gradx/planet-x

planet x w/ IPG1

you can't know what you want if you don't know what you have
to find someone to trust you must first trust yourself
if you are your own person.don't run with the crowd
then don't let talking heads put words into your mouth

you fear things that aren't real
hate people you don't know
you're surrounded by bounty but you're hungry all the time
you can't see the beauty
cause your dark soul's made you blind
turn off the internet and use your own mind

you can't know what you want....

if your priest or your iman is telling you to kill
is he talking as a man or expressing God's will
do you really think if you think this all through
that God wants you to kill someone that you never knew

you can't know what you want...

so look all around you
use your own eyes and ears
you have the strength within you
do do right without fear

trust yourself 2

A litte song about Flannery O'Connor, American novelist and short story writer who died in 1964
age 39 from Lupus, with the last 10 years of her life becoming increasingly incapacitated by her illness  
.. despite her suffering she continued her craft at the highest level..
There was a movie recently released called Wildcat about her and Ms O'Connor was portrayed by Maya Hawke
I have not seen the film but I took the sound clips in the song from the trailer....don't tell.....

Hey Flannery

Hey Flannery, gone undercover 
Biding your time, country livin’ with your mother 
In that little room, there's a place for the lame and the blind  
Takes a life to discover a good man is hard to find      

Hey Flannery, limping to salvation           
Body betrayed, you write your revelation 
In that little world, you've found a place for the damned and the divine                           
Takes a lifetime to discover a good man is hard to find   

Create him                                       
Erase him                                             
Lover or Liar, he wanders the land     
Embrace him                                            
Forsake him                             
Up on the cross, they don't understand   
The path to grace, a gunshot through the pines  
It's killing time                                   

Hey Flannery, this world is turning   
Books they be banning and forests they be burning 
Your typewriter sings the musings of your mind      
Takes a lifetime to discover a good man is hard to find   

Preach or plead                                      
We've lost our way                                   
Gone off the road                                  
This sunny day                                        
There's a meanness in the world             
Where dark meets light                             
Although we try to run from it                    
It's two steps faster when we slip          
Our fall from grace, the bodies left behind

                        
Hey Flannery, your sisters and your brothers  
Marching up to heaven after hurting one another 
The road to redemption around your little heart it winds  
Takes a lifetime to discover a good man is hard to find 
Takes a life to discover a good man is hard to find
Takes a life to discover that a good man is hard to find








A Good Man Is Hard To Find (Hey Flannery)

hope

Flora Pines

Mall Walker

Music written in response to the sudden loss of a beloved pet. Sorely missed but always loved and remembered well.

Words - Before me, before it rained
We were together in time and now rightly pained.
Nothing I can do to change it
Nothing's gonna make it go away
Here in my heart you have a home to always stay.

Before me, the tides keep on changing
Before me, I'll keep rearranging again and again.

Time and time again we wake up then fall asleep
When will the sun come out and bring us all up from the deep.

B4ME

Hoping you enjoy this chilled groove, thank you for all of your kind shares plays and reposts too!!

Rendezvous

Rusty Stone :   music  , guitar, banjo, mandolin, bass, lead and back. vocals, drum programming
Pee  Gee      :   lyrics
Single "Lucky Guy/Save the only World" will be soon digitally available at Galileo Music Communication, Germany !

First of all.. we did not win the Gema-songchallenge 2025, but we are free to present our contribution on SoundCloud and all other platforms..starting here..the  task was "Write a contemporary lyrics/anthem , close to the melody of "Auld Lang Syne"  comp./arr./music genre free to choose."
It was a real challenge for us but we gave it a try..as a lyricwriter I was always aware that whatever I tried I would never even come close to a epic line such as "We ll drink a cup of kindness yet " (Auld Lang Syne). 
Comments always welcome!
Comments of the Jury:
"We liked how the earthy blues feeling is transported."
"We liked the message of the lyrics; timeless and at the same time one of the most current topics of world events."
"We also liked the instrumental part: authentic and cinematic!"
Conclusion:" A topic that couldn´t be more current"   ...
 
Use headphones..it´s a demo!   GEMA reg. 04/2025

Save The Only World

If one for all and all for one stand tall and point the way
There is a chance to overcome all the borders of today
Come out of cover, raise your voice, no one should stand aside
We´ll save the only world we have . In good faith we shall unite
So go ahead and make a stand for life on land and sea
There is no other place to live, it´s a question of to be.
We walk together just as one, we rise, we shall not fall
We´ll fight the evil all around. We are backs against the wall.
We are ones , we turn the wheel, we´ll save the planet earth
We´ll fight for nature, fight for us, we´ll fight for what it´s worth....
So go ahead and raise your voice, no one should stand aside
We´ll save the only world we have. In good faith we shall unite!

Save The  Only World  (Auld Lang Syne) Rusty Stone Music

There’s a treasure down deep in this garbage can
To find it, plug your nose, feel the dirt on your hands
Just remember that they never really understand 
Your personal Rosetta Stone



A Good Man Is Hard To Find (Hey Flannery)

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