Wonderful song chivicke! Very emotional performance and pretty nice production! Bravo!

A moving song ……. full of feeling - a melodic, emotional epic! Lovely :)

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@juswel: Original Bed composition, bass, drums and guitars
@elephantpr: Vocals, lyrics and Backing vocals
@gotchi Orchestration and Horn Section
Concept, production and Mix by conover
© 2018 Conover/Labarca/Welin
Mastered at Abbey Road Studio by Alex Gordon
www.abbeyroad.com/engineer/alex-gordon
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Hazy mornings with you
Everything’s gone downhill

We’ll cruise through the stars
Just making up together
This beautiful collision

I know you know I’d do anything
Cause you care and I do
You and I so beautifully collide
This beautiful collision
This beautiful collision

Just a last time then I’ll disappear
All of our tainted years

We’ll cruise through the stars
Just making up together
This beautiful collision

I know you know I’d do anything
You care and I do
You and I so beautifully collide
This beautiful collision
This beautiful collision
This beautiful collision
This beautiful collision

Mastered at Abbey Road Studio by Alex Gordon
www.abbeyroad.com/engineer/alex-gordon

The Conover

Beautiful Collision Conover/Labarca/Welin/Gotchi

Digital Mystics

They conjure up
Numbers from
the sacred air like
alpha shamans always do
saging poetics and
placing their hands
on the mouse of
your spine
just a page away
from nirvana
they say it would heal you
the old incantations
of an ancient
magic speaking to you
in tongues with clicks
layered in keyboard divination
they are here to say
you can illuminate
the world with love
laughing with your bellies...

drums, samples, synth- lady of fire poetry (Tanisha Jackland)

Digital Mystics (With Love) ❤️

Please visit the following link and listen to the latest collaborated version.
https://soundcloud.com/david-marconi-917184705/a-shade-of-blue-revisited-collaboration?si=f76ff153884b45738e4f2c6cbd97742d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Just me having a little fun playing the blues.
Guitar instrumental by David Marconi

Aroused from Slumber

A Shade of Blue - Legacy Demo Version

Composition : Thierry Mfe
Mixage : Guillaume Gaudioso
Mode : 
Time Signature : 5/8  6/8

Jango

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Rock and Roll Kills

Heaven's above?

The wrong place at the right time

Cast of Characters:

mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Lead vocals, synth guitar intro, mix, arrangement, and production
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– guitar, banjo, and mastering
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – mix and production
J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell –piano 
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums and vocal harmonies
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –-four string fretless bass, mandolin, and lap steel

This song began when Josh asked the rest of the guys if they'd be willing to put together a couple of songs for his father as a Christmas present. His dad is from West Virginia, and Josh was born there, too. The original version featured his son, Marshall, singing the lead with his dad, and hearing his grandson sing a song about West Virginia really meant a lot to him. Of course, everyone was enthusiastically generous in giving their time, effort, and skill to Josh's family for the holiday. This song also has special meaning for JJ and Ken in relation to their fathers, as well. JJ's dad has had a rough year with his health. He also is a musician who inspired and encouraged JJ to play music. His dad also likes this song, so it was fun for him to present it to him, as well. Ken, who's father never really supported his decision to be a rock and roller, loves this version of the song we did, and made Ken know how proud of him he is in regard to it, which really meant a lot to Ken, too. Also, we feel like we should acknowledge Artur's dog, even though Artur isn't in on this one, his dog loves country music and responded enthusiastically to this one.
  The story of the song itself is a little convoluted. After Josh asked for everyone's help, Ken laid down a rudimentary beat, to which Josh started the tonal part with the bass. Stephen added the guitar and banjo soon after, and Josh added the mandolin shortly after. JJ inserted his piano around this time, too. We pretty much had it working enough for Josh and his son to sing it for his dad. Tez mixed that version perfectly suited to the occasion. Then it sat for about a month, until we asked Mark if he'd get in on it, too. Mark not only sang it better the JD, but also arranged it so there is an instrumental break now. He also added the guitar lick at the very beginning. Ken took the opportunity of having Mark's great vocals to sing against to add his cunning harmonies. Then Mark, being the perfectionist that he is, noticed that the slide part was missing from the second verse. So, Josh added it. Mark also mixed this version, with Stephen doing some mastering at the end. 
  We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed putting this personally meaningful piece together.

Take Me Home Country Roads (The Eclectic Collective)

Aresquiers

Il y a quelques années, mon Ami Ed m'avait soumis une bande son guitare solo, pour une collaboration. L'ayant redécouverte il y a quelques temps, j'ai réadapté ces éléments aujourd'hui pour ce nouveau concept que je présente ici ....

N'hésitez pas à visiter sa page: https://soundcloud.com/westtracksmusic

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A few years ago, my friend Ed submitted a solo guitar soundtrack to me for a collaboration. Having rediscovered him some time ago, I've adapted these elements today for this new concept, which I present here ....

Feel free to visit his page: https://soundcloud.com/westtracksmusic

Sway .... With Ed Cunningham

Wait A Whale2

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Even-More-Chaotic-Year-865673866

Censor

the wordplay makes sense in UK

PS
The Cobbled Moth does not feel represented by any political party and does not align with any ideology. 

Mamma was an aggressor 
With step daddies mean
They drove him into a nicer place
Now he wants to be clean 
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
Got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone
Dehumanised without credit 
In the social matriarchy 
He's far too aggressive 
He's going down and I know just what the judge means
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
He's got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone
There's always a way out though
A new purpose to find
Other perspectives different meaning
His fathers embraced the grind
He's got nothing left
Nothing left 
Labour isn't here anymore 
He's got nothing left nothing left
Someone better show that that boy he's not alone

Nothing Left (rough)

"Прохожий" (The Passerby) is a melancholic rock ballad inspired by Marina Tsvetaeva's poignant poem. This emotional piece bring the poem's reflective and haunting tone to life. The music captures the essence of fleeting existence, longing, and the poetic beauty of memory. 

Lyrics Translation:
You walk, resembling me, Eyes cast down to the ground. I, too, used to lower mine! Passerby, stop for a moment!
Read—amidst this chicken blindness, And a bouquet of poppies gathered— That my name was Marina, And how many years I lived.
Do not think this is a grave, That I will rise to haunt you… I, too, loved too much To laugh when it was forbidden!
Blood would rush to my skin, My curls would twist and coil… I, too, was once alive, passerby! Passerby, stop for a moment!
Pluck yourself a wild stalk And pick a berry to follow it, — No strawberries are bigger or sweeter Than the ones in the cemetery fields.
But don’t stand here gloomily, Head bowed upon your chest. Think of me lightly, Forget me lightly.
How the sunlight shines on you! You are covered in golden dust… — And let it not trouble you, My voice from beneath the earth.

Цветаева: Прохожий

Цветаева: Прохожий

“Crown me in silence…
Dress me in sin…
And pierce my faith again…”

They said pain would purify 
But it only made me colder.
Wrapped in thorns they called divine,
As the blood slid off my shoulder.

Their scripture kissed with acid tongues,
Their prayers stitched in disguise.
I swallowed light, they called it truth 
But all I tasted…
Was lies.

Thorns on my head, blood in my mouth,
Lies like nails, driving doubt.
I wore the crown they made for gods 
But felt the steel of every fraud.

You preached of grace while burning books,
Guilt turned into gold you took.
I knelt in fire, I begged the stone 
But heaven stared with hollow bones.

The choir weeps in perfect pitch,
While sin drips from their holy switch.
A lash, a lie, a kiss, a cross 
What’s salvation if I’m the loss?

This is not redemption — this is rot.
I gave my soul. They gave me… what?
A crown of thorns. A book of rules.
A grave dug deep. A world of fools.

Thorns on my head, blood in my mouth,
Lies like nails, driving doubt.
I wore the crown they made for gods 
But I broke it off with spiteful jaws.

Thorns… blood… lies…
“And none of it was mine.”

Thorns, Blood, Lies

Composed & Produced by : Chivicke 
Home-Studio Productions ©2016
Sings : Chivicke

 

Mira
ya no entra el sol por mi ventana
Mira
la fría soledad de nuestra cama
Mira
un rizo de tu pelo en la almohada
Mira
te llama mi voz desesperada
Mira, mira, mira

Mira
como sigo tus huellas por el porche
Mira 
mis manos te buscan en la noche
Mira
como añoran tu presencia
Mira
acarician las caderas de tu ausencia.
Mira, mira, mira
Es tu canción más triste.

Mira

Mira (it's your saddest song)

I started with music in the 60s. I was part of several bands.
While my blood boiled to the rhythm of the best Rock & Roll, a tsunami called The Beatles came from Liverpool. That tide lasted twenty years during which the best musicians of the 20th century appeared.
I was there !!!
In the mid-seventies I completely abandoned music. I didn't play a single note for the next fifty years. And now, a little older, I play music in my studio again with more enthusiasm than ever. I think I never should have left it... It gives me life.....
Thank you all, friends, for taking part of your precious time to listen to my humble noises...

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Mira (it's your saddest song)

chivicke

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