"Loh Sheh Doon Dyarket Doom!" : a nice gibberish sung in the style of Carl Orff to evoke the mad necromancer who faces Kull in the writings of Robert Howard and especially to celebrate Halloween!

"Loh Sheh Doon Dyarket Doom!" : un joli charabia chanté dans le style de Carl Orff pour évoquer le nécromancien fou qui affronte Kull dans les écrit de Robert Howard et surtout pour fêter Halloween!

Clip video : https://youtu.be/X7nJJdJ_Rgg

Rise of Thulsa Doom (video:  https://youtu.be/X7nJJdJ_Rgg

Jukebox In My Mine, 007, Gene Jumper, Alabama, ( cover)

Jukebox In My Mine # 007, Gene Jumper, Alabama, ( Cover)

Sit Back ReLax

Nuclear Winter At The Penal Colony

I have got a awsome soft synth; Lunacy audio Cube.
Experimental sound scape with Electric violin and Nice Synth.

Enjoy!

Haruka:Violin and Cube(Lunacy audio) ambient Trippy,Experimental

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco
https://www.instagram.com/p/CmX83qoraIe/?hl=en
https://youtu.be/Q4bC12eb67w

Bombay Slumberland

Sailing Rocks

Merry Christmas Jazz

Described in one comment as Sid Barrett, The Kinks and Herman’s Hermits all rolled into one; I leave it to the listener to decide how accurate that description is :)

LOVE IS A ONE-WAY STREET, BUT WE DON’T KNOW WHY
LOVE IS A GIRL NAMED PETE WHEN THE GIRL’S A GUY

LOVE IS AN OGRE WITH ONE GREEN EYE
LOVE IS A CROCODILE WHEN SHE CRIES
LOVE IS A BLEMISH UPON THIS LAND
LOVE IS A ONE-NIGHT-STAND

NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE BIRDS AND THE BEES, AND THE STORK TO ARRIVE
FOR THE RUT AND THE ROUTINE RIDE OF THE NINE-TO-FIVE
YES, IT’S TIME FOR THE RUNT OF THE LITTER TO ESCAPE THE HIVE
FOR ALL OUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES HAVE BEEN EATEN ALIVE

LOVE WITHERS IN THE HEAT OF A MID JULY
OSCILLATES 'TWEEN DEFEAT AND A LONG GOODBYE

LOVE, NEVER HOT NOR COLD, NEITHER WET NOR DRY
GLITTERS LIKE STREETS OF GOLD TO THE FOOLISH EYE

NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE BIRDS AND THE BEES, AND THE STORK TO ARRIVE
FOR THE RUT AND THE ROUTINE RIDE OF THE NINE-TO-FIVE
YES, IT’S TIME FOR THE RUNT OF THE LITTER TO ESCAPE THE HIVE
FOR ALL OUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES HAVE BEEN EATEN ALIVE

LOVE HITS AN ALL TIME LOW OR A PHONEY HIGH
LOVE IS A GARBLED GLOW OR A HUE-LESS LIE

LOVE IS A ONE TRICK HORSE WITH A ONE-TRACK MIND
FIRST, UNDERGOES A GROWTH, THEN BEGINS TO DIE

NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE BIRDS AND THE BEES, AND THE STORK TO ARRIVE
FOR THE RUT AND THE ROUTINE RIDE OF THE NINE-TO-FIVE
YES, IT’S TIME FOR THE RUNT OF THE LITTER TO ESCAPE THE HIVE
FOR ALL OUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES HAVE BEEN EATEN ALIVE

BREAK

NOW IT’S TIME FOR THE BIRDS AND THE BEES, AND THE STORK TO ARRIVE
FOR THE RUT AND THE ROUTINE RIDE OF THE NINE-TO-FIVE
YES, IT’S TIME FOR THE RUNT OF THE LITTER TO ESCAPE THE HIVE
FOR ALL OUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES HAVE BEEN EATEN ALIVE

LOVE IS A ONE NIGHT STAND

Solo Piano - Chris Bright

barely touching the sky 12423 - 1:24:23, 8.33 PM

Orambur

Just a simple song to try to reassure someone that was feeling like the world's weight was on their shoulders. Originally recorded live as a rough video on my i-phone, I later added a harmony track. 
2018 Update: With the help of my dear friend and musical cohort Nat Daniels added!

Craig Durgy: guitar & vocals
Nat Daniels: piano, bass & production

Music & lyrics by Craig Durgy

You’re getting caught in a yo-yo
You start so high and go so low
And here I am just standby-in’
Watching smiles turn to cryin’
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

How did it get so relentless
Up or down you’re defenseless
Some days life’s a romancer 
But mostly love’s not the answer
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

Oh, what is the matter, what made things shatter
You had the whole wide world on a string
What can I tell you, why can’t I help you
Feel the joy that every new day will bring, on a string (on a string)

This whole big world is a yo-yo 
Spinning ‘round going loco
Too many great expectations 
It just won’t wait and there’s so little patience
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

I’m getting caught in this yo-yo
I won’t just watch you go solo
Up or down, you know I’ll stay 
And love will lead to a brighter day
Dangle-ing upon a string
I know it’s a terrible thing

Oh, what is the matter, why can’t I flatter
You with love, because you blow me away
What can I tell you, this private hell you’ve
Been imprisoned in every day, on a string (on a string)

Repeat last verse

On A String

Classically trained pianist - exploring possibilities with improvisation - all music is acoustic and entirely improvised - I've been posting nearly daily since April of 2020.  I'm on Spotify and Itunes also (see links below) - but this is where I'm documenting my musical journey.  Enjoy - would love to hear your feedback! Thanks for listening.

barely touching the sky 12423 - 1:24:23, 8.33 PM

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