Your a natural and perfect autumn vibe...Great voice!

lots of beautiful music in your stream, I enjoyed listening to you

The intro to this song is a field recording of morning birds from my backyard. 
We have some rare beautiful singing birds around the north coast of New south wales.

:)

Morning string bird chorus ()

This is the second chapter of our Vlad saga

Musicians:
John Baker- All guitars
Dark Number Nine- Vocals
Mathis- Lead Guitars
All music written by John Baker
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by John Baker

When Vlad was released from the Ottomans, He wandered around the bordering parts of Wallachia for eight years looking for support. It is known that during this time, he contacted his cousin Stephen the Great of Moldavia, who would help him in the future against the Turks when the latter became voivode of his country. He also learned various politico-military tactics.

Vlad eventually made it to Hungaria and was at the court of John Hunyadi, who, impressed by his knowledge of the Turks and his hatred of the Turkish Sultan Mehmed II, made Vlad defender of Transylvania with headquarters at Sibiu. In 1456, Hunyadi invaded Serbia, while Vlad simultaneously invaded Wallachia. He led his army through the Carpathians in June and by the end of July, Vladislav Danesti was killed in battle. According to legend, he was hacked to death in a hand-to-hand combat with Vlad Dracula. On August 22, 1456, Vlad was ruler in Tirgoviste.

The first thing he did when he took power was to take revenge on the murderers of his family. Early in his reign, he gave a feast for his boyars and their families to celebrate Easter. Since many of them had taken part in the conspiracy that led to the deaths of his father and elder brother, Vlad asked them how many voivodes had ruled during their lifetimes. All of the nobles said they had outlived several voivodes. The older boyars and their families were impaled on the spot, while the younger and healthier boyars were enslaved and forced to labor for months building Poenari Castle. Very few of them survived the ordeal.

One boyar, Albu cel Mare, was over-mighty and arrogant. He took the villages of Glodul and Hintea by force, and devastated the monastery of Govora. Vlad had him and his allies and relations, including small children, impaled. Of the 13 names of the boyars of the council of April 16, 1457, only 2 remained in February 10, 1461.

Our song opens with Vlad's 8 year journey.

New day, a war state, I’m ruling,
rulers change rules,
some clean house…

I played the enemy against each other so well
I have regained the Wallachian throne

complaints, protests from noblemen will be addressed
as well as loyalty

Then there’s that unending price
for the murder of my brother buried alive

I’ll invite them to feast at my table
What better day than Easter to take it to the next level

Now that I have them gathered around
I’ll ask a simple question
“How do you account in your land for so many princes, they come and
go and come and go and..”

They sit there with their arrogance
I’ll tell you why
Greed, intrigue, corruption

I’ll crush their nobility
They are all my future traitors
They know it and I know it

Lets talk about something we haven’t talked about……chains
Guards will wrap chains around those
Who didn’t take me seriously
“Guards, get them outta my sight”

Those who feasted, drank my wine
Will work for the kingdom
‘til they’re worn down and die

200 who are able
will help me rebuild the fortress
in the distance, you see it in the sky

Those not able
Will have blood runnin’ down wood
in the distance, you see bodies
hanging in the sky
I like it

(c) 2021 Dark Number Nine

2. All Hail King Vlad (and The Feast That Followed)

there is no tellin' when the wind starts to blow
comin' in hot and comin' in cold
shadows and memories they come and go
wait it out

if you wait it out

sure as the winter time wind starts to blow
everything comes and everything goes
here by my side you won't get too cold
wait it out

oh how the leaves blow 'round
it's autumn's sound

that feeling that comes with the darkening skies
distant horizon, electrical lights
raining down everything, overhead 'n by
wait it out

autumn

We seem to be on ever ending road that leads us to the destruction of our own planet. In other words we are one more minute to midnight when it will be too late to stop the impact of climate change. We continue on the same road thinking we can wash away the daily grime at sundown. 
Music and lyrics: Phil Bowen
Lead vocals and backing vocals: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
Lyrics
One more minute to midnight
The night is closing in
It’s hard to tell what’s black or white
One more minute to midnight.

One more wave up on the shore
In the last rays of sunlight
We think this will go on forever more
At one more minute to midnight

Keep on the same road for one more day
Keep on the same road. We’re doing fine
Cool our bodies in the river at sundown
Wash away the daily grime.

All our lives are intertwined with
Sun, stars, earth and moon.
All our lives are so defined that leave us little room 

We’re one more minute to midnight. (Repeat and fade).

One thousand miles from Texas

One more minute to midnight

One More Minute To Midnight

Walk Like Zombie

Lifetimes

Theme for a Cinematic Dream (Introduction and Part 1)

Voicemail From Hell

The original is titled MEDIAN 23
https://soundcloud.com/anubranchovlightning/sunheadthundervish-median23?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
from thee album *MAGNETICK SAMSARA* 08/21
https://neurologickthunder.bandcamp.com/album/magnetick-samsara
Original music by SanjanG @anubranchovlightning
Original artwork by Astarte 23 @astarte23
Added lyrics, vocals, & cover design by Myrh @myrhyum

I LAID IT DOWN
___________________
On
On, yeah
On

Said, that for me
I don't know why, even if I said I tried, I tied...

Don’t wait too long
to say your peace.

I hate to say that I lost everything, i lost everything
- cause I can’t wait to hear what you say…
I'm all ears!
I can’t wait to hear what you say - 
“There’s trouble in the air” yeah yeah
yeah, yeah yeah
I can’t wait to hear what you say
but I’m strong ground - I said it!
I did!

Said, I laid it down
Said, I laid it down

Said, I laid it down
Said, I laid it down

At Her Feet!
At Her Feet!
Yeah!

Said I Live Again!
Said I Live Again!

It’s spring time!
It’s spring time!

Let it on!
On, On, On!
It’s Spring Time!
It’s Spring Time!

It’s Spring Time!
It’s Spring Time!
It’s Spring Time!
It’s Spring Time!

I Laid It Down - SanjajnaG | MAAT

Improvisation

alkali flats

Having kids and watching them grow up with tablets, interactive video games, 'so called' smart phones, social media, etc. has been a far cry from the way a lot of us grew up. It's not that I think life is bad now. It's just different....and there are some important elements that seem to be missing.
It makes me reflect on how I spend my time and the habits that I've gotten into as well. I guess we learn to only give so much time and energy to the virtual lifestyle. The importance of balance cannot be underestimated.
In a way, a lot of us are quite fortunate. 
We grew up knowing a different way....
albums, tapes, cds....
Music wasn't such an undervalued, here today, gone tomorrow commodity. Not that it can't still be beautiful, but it's different.
The point is not to complain or bemoan change. 
It's simply to preserve and fight for the quality of life that we know exists and to regulate our own habits.
The real life (not the virtual life) is where it's really at.
Hopefully we'll get the balance right and future generations will be freed from some of these ways of life that take a little more than they give.

autumn

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