Funny Kind of Sad

What it may sound like if we became microscopic and physically transported into another dimension via telephone wires.

K G G - Down the Line

A song bout people doing their best with so very little inspired by a netflix documentary ``Flint´´

A MOONLIGHT FLIT (flint)

The beauty and ferocity of the North Cornish coast.  

With stunning lead vocals by Amanda Sanderson.

Listen to Amanda's great album on Bandcamp, 'Spirits Of The Witchwood'
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/spir…-witchwood

St Enodoc

Shimmering shallow sands reflect the sculptured skies
Mirrored moments mask the monumental storrs
Fresh gusts rock the steady metered gait
A hurried pace to beat the tidal time

Over peninsular then climb the weaving steps
Clamber over to handpick the secret path
Cross the grassy landing as the next
Bay reveals its face the livid sudden shine

As Enodoc herself would say, it takes more than sinking dunes to make a saint.

The salty foam projects over our heads away
Mixing with the farms beyond the dry stone walls
While before the ghosts of grey approached
Now the sun scintillates under the frame

There is no map needed here
Just keep the sea to the right
Just don’t lose sight

The ruined lighthouse on the top comes into view 
This phantom figure hails the battleship behind
Draws toward us and with brooding threat
How we anticipate the pricking strikes of rain

Guest: the classical guitar and electric guitar solo on this song were played by Steve Pumphrey.

Saint Enodoc

dame más.🔥cover-belinda🔥

Down Like That
Vocals and Verses: 
IPG1 - Ian Greaves
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/down-like-that
Background Music and Mix:
Paploviante
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Verses IPG1:
Down like That
Down like that
If you feeling me —-where I’m at
Lemme hear you say
Down like that
***verse1
I am the the real —-number one—bonafide —-numero uno
That’s the deal—-Do or die—-
Ask—-someone—That you know
been revealed—who I am—-
don’t really need —-an intro
Real appeal—this is why—
each discussion —might —seem nouveau
Verse2
As I sink into this mix —-don’t hold me ——let go 
And I’ve got it all baby —-even ———if it’s retro 
balancing act ——equilibrium———if you -can follow 
that’s a hard pill -to swallow——now—- come on let’s go
Feel the vibe ——in your body ———like an undertow
Tried and true ——-just a fax ———and you all know-the logo 
This is how I——mix and match —drink it up —it’s pure—mojo
Bridge
Level one up—
level ——-level one up 
I get down
level ——-level one up 
sound on sound 
level ——-level one up 
you’ll come around
Verse3
a new challenge —-to take on—
come on ———let’s —get down —
Accept my imperfections
A rap addict —reborn—-
hard as steel go on 
session after session 
honed and built for action ———
Like My name was Smith and Wesson
This is where ——I belong —--is there Anymore questions?
Verse4
Bet —I—-still——- flow over this ——--right tight!
How can I miss ——-push verses ——day and night
it’s just a fix ——-till I reach—-my new ——-heights ——
still deep in the mix———level one up —-Aight!!!
there’s always chance I’ll swing through ——you know I will 
that’s how I get down ————I got you——so—chill
But for now—this is all I can do— just—-until 
That time comes ——-take a sip —drink it up—— don’t— spill

Down Like That - IPG1 And Paploviante

This song is entitled "First In My Heart" because it was the first new song I created in 2012. It has never been heard or developed until now in 2021. It has been in a vault of songs that no one has ever heard. This song helped me to get back to writing music.

First In My Heart

hey ya, hey yo
we wanna go where the smoke don't blow
hey ya, hey yo
51 billion tons is enough for everyone

i'm not playin'
i'm just sayin'
there's a way out
there's gotta be a way out

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_Z7KEC_qgs

gotta be a way out

electronic performance in live studio by Patrick Picault on the music of STONERJAZZ and his magic guitar ...

A  CANDIDATE    *STONERJAZZ  -  Patrick Picault*

White Knights

An original song about, well, The Forest.  We drive by them almost every day and seldom stop to admire their beauty and think about the importance they play to the well being of our beloved planet.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

No door to enter by, no door to exit from.
Once inside you feel, tranquility taking hold.
Anointing you to the spiritual and the material.
Daring you to let go and dream in peaceful solitude.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Perhaps a bit indifferent, when you first arrived,
Now in awe of it’s diversity, and its abundance of life.
From the outside we give it, but an indifferent glance.
On the inside we immerse in the sights, sounds and smells.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Staring up at the sky, to see those towering pines.
Reminds us of our minute place, among living beings.
Afraid and delighted, loneliness and enlightenment
In debt to the forest, for stimulating our minds.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Sustainer of life, comforter of souls.
In-stiller of wisdom, evoker of feelings.
A world within a world, where life seems to stand still
A sanctuary of sorts, to experience and protect.

The forest reverberates           with sights and    sounds.
Sheltered by the trees,           wildlife           abounds.
Such immense beauty,              hiding in plain    sight.
So very few,                      ever venture       inside.
Majestic, alive and thriving,     yet so easily      ravaged.

Saint Enodoc

Candyside Arcade