Nice sound, I like the way how piano is dominants the melody

Fragrant piano! Handsome haunting & seducing vocals! Hints of David Bowie!! ;)

excellent story telling lyrics-excellent arranging

Wonderfull piece of work, well played and cool vocal delivery

Vol. 10

Made on Linux Studio Ubuntu OS with Ardour (DAW), Hydrogen (Rythmbox), Rosegarden, Vital (Synth), Yoshimi (Synth).

For this one, I sang and played guitar. 

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Lyrics :

Stop running
Fly

I Figured out you did it
That’s sad enough
Back like a zombie storm

I always have a deal
With such gods, just
Processing the details
Always

Hey you have to feed my ghost
No reverse
We backed into the drive

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In an alternate universe I make music in a band called kagayaku hako with deju (https://soundcloud.com/user-807505212 ). We did the following alternate version https://soundcloud.com/kagayaku-hako/into-the-drive-master

Into the Drive

Transmission III

Thirteenth Century Cosmonauts

mathematical poetry.... just how soon is 'soon'?

"Soon" is the seventh single from my debut solo album, Year Zero, to be released soon....

"Soon" will also be available on all other digital platforms to download and/or stream.... iTunes, Spotify, Napster, Deezer, GooglePlay, AppleMusic, YouTube etc...

(c)(p) written & performed by Miaow McDonald

engineered/co-produced by Robert Davidson, the 'Aged Choir Boy'.

Miaow McDonald: Vocals, Guitars, Synths and other sonic perversions
Robert Davidson: Drums, Additional Synths

Miaow McDonald only plays Fender Guitars.


lyrics:

oh the unquantifiable weight...
the undeniable... wait...
oh irrefutable beauty
of mathematical poetry...

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

there's no indifference
or uncertainty...
we both know what we want
(can you feel it?)
can you feel the urgency?

one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head
one critical sum in my bed
infinite variables in my head

soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|
soon = |x|

Soon

Charlie Watts was one classy drummer. 

Hey let him follow you down
Way underground wind and he's bound
Bound to follow you down
Just a dead beat right off the street
Bound to follow you down
Well the ballrooms and smelly bordellos
And dressing rooms filled with parasites
On stage the band has got problems
They're a bag of nerves on first nights
He ain't tied down to no home town
Yeah, and he thought he was wreckless
You think he's bad, he thinks you're mad
Yeah, and the guitar player gets restless
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Let it steal your heart away
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Joe's got a cough, sounds kind a rough
Yeah, and the codeine to fix it
Doctor prescribes, drug store supplies
Who's gonna help him to kick it
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away
Let it steal your heart away
And his coat is torn and frayed
It's seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays
Just as long as the guitar plays

Torn and Frayed (Rolling Stones Cover)

Recently I've delved into trying to do my own versions of some of the great and eerie music from 60s television shows. For this Halloween I wanted to rework this piece by Charles Gounod that found it's way into providing the theme for the Alfred Hitchcock Presents series in the sixties. I give you 'Funeral March of a Marionette (Marche funèbre d'une marionnette). It was originally written for solo piano in 1872 and orchestrated in 1879. This kind of stuff—exposed to me through black and white television signals—played a big part in my early love of music in general.

I used a combination of woods and strings along with some other bits and bobs.

Painting by Rodney Evans Bacon

Funeral March Of A Marionette [Belial Pelegrim Adaptation]

Ladies and gentlemen. Been a minute. 
This is a 162Bpm euphoric vibes track. 
Respect for listening and support.
Dm your music if so. Thanks. ❤️
Uploaded on 14/11/2021…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anHtKTY0k1U

Adrenaline

The "timpani roll" at the end shouldn't really be there, nor should the second one...but I'll leave it as it is for now. Makes it special! 😄😅

Denn schnell und spurlos geht des Mimen Kunst,
Die wunderbare, an dem Sinn vorüber,
Wenn das Gebild des Meißels, der Gesang
Des Dichters nach Jahrtausenden noch leben.

For quickly and without a trace goes the mime art,
The wonderful, passes the sense,
If the image of the chisel, the song of the poet
The poet's song still live after millennia.

ᶠᴿᴵᴱᴰᴿᴵᶜᴴ ᵛᴼᴺ ˢᶜᴴᴵᴸᴸᴱᴿ (1759 - 1805), ᴶᴼᴴᴬᴺᴺ ᶜᴴᴿᴵˢᵀᴼᴾᴴ ᶠᴿᴵᴱᴰᴿᴵᶜᴴ ˢᶜᴴᴵᴸᴸᴱᴿ, ᴬᴮ 1802 ᵛᴼᴺ ˢᶜᴴᴵᴸᴸᴱᴿ, ᴰᴱᵁᵀˢᶜᴴᴱᴿ ᴬᴿᶻᵀ, ᴰᴵᶜᴴᵀᴱᴿ, ᴾᴴᴵᴸᴼˢᴼᴾᴴ ᵁᴺᴰ ᴴᴵˢᵀᴼᴿᴵᴷᴱᴿ; ᴳᴵᴸᵀ ᴬᴸˢ ᴱᴵᴺᴱᴿ ᴰᴱᴿ ᴮᴱᴰᴱᵁᵀᴱᴺᴰˢᵀᴱᴺ ᴰᴱᵁᵀˢᶜᴴˢᴾᴿᴬᶜᴴᴵᴳᴱᴺ ᴰᴿᴬᴹᴬᵀᴵᴷᴱᴿ ᵁᴺᴰ ᴸᵞᴿᴵᴷᴱᴿ ᵟᵁᴱᴸᴸᴱ: ˢᶜᴴᴵᴸᴸᴱᴿ, ᵂᴬᴸᴸᴱᴺˢᵀᴱᴵᴺ (ᵀᴿᴵᴸᴼᴳᴵᴱ), ᴱᴺᵀˢᵀᴬᴺᴰᴱᴺ 1796-1799; ᴱᴿˢᵀᴰᴿᵁᶜᴷ 1800. ᴾᴿᴼᴸᴼᴳ. ᴳᴱˢᴾᴿᴼᶜᴴᴱᴺ ᴮᴱᴵ ᵂᴵᴱᴰᴱᴿᴱᴿöᶠᶠᴺᵁᴺᴳ ᴰᴱᴿ ˢᶜᴴᴬᵁᴮüᴴᴺᴱ ᴵᴺ ᵂᴱᴵᴹᴬᴿ ᴵᴹ ᴼᴷᵀᴼᴮᴱᴿ 1798

ALLESTIMENTO

Words and vocal @augenmerk
Music & mix @guiville
--
https://soundcloud.com/guiville/sets/symbol-203-feat-augenmerk-guiville

Tracks (Feat. Augenmerk)

castle (w/ altwys.)

dirty tokes and tofu curry

creature from the woods (remade)

A jazzy little number.
(c)2013
Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Programming, Mixing and Mastering by Robert Grigg.
Recorded at home

Still Thinkin'

Light Up And Enjoy

Song written by Whitney Tai and Andrew Kingsley.
Produced by Tim Janssens.
Mastered by Greg Calbi, Sterling Sound.

Lyrics: Sleepwalking To The Moon
Written by Whitney Tai

Verse 1
Wide awake and
dead asleep at the same time
Feet uprooted, 
upside down on the sky line
Counting all the clouds
that dissolved into night
Prayin to see your face in these
northern lights
And I can’t, no I can’t, no I can’t

Chorus
Sleepwalking to the moon
I’m a million miles away, tell my friends i’m still ok
Sleepwalking to the moon
Figured out a way to fly but i think i’m gunna try
Sleepwalking to the moon
Can I face the truth again? While the blood is running thin
Sleepwalking to the moon
ohhhh

Verse 2 
Silly questions and
the answers escape us
Gunna take more, 
than a blastoff to shake us
Now the Earth is callin, yellin hella loud
Askin, how you gunna grow while you 
talk so proud?
Well you can’t, no you can’t, no you can’t

Chorus
Sleepwalking to the moon
I’m a million miles away, tell my friends i’m still ok
Sleepwalking to the moon
Figured out a way to fly but i think i’m gunna try
Sleepwalking to the moon
Can I face the truth again? While the blood is running thin
Sleepwalking to the moon
ohhhh

Bridge
Dark and hazy
Kinda crazy
That’s how I feel when I’m walkin to you
Dark and hazy
Please don’t wake me
I’d rather choose

Chorus to fade

Whitney Tai Feat. Andrew Kingsley - Sleepwalking To The Moon

#204

This is the conclusion of a twisted cops and robbers story that began in Part 1.  You can find Part 1 here:
https://soundcloud.com/user-106484228/whereabouts-unknown-part


Lyrics;
Hound dog hot on the scent
To where the thieving fox went
He's chasing down that miscreant
And he never will relent...
Put the foot on the floor
The hound dog is at the door
Runs out the back real fast
But his escape won't last

The law man
had cuffed his hands
Cuffed them tight
and read him his rights
He'd caught him just in time
To commit a perfect crime
Their whereabouts were unknown

Temptation leads to mighty sin
No one's around to turn him in
For pocketing a cash advance
A fortune made from circumstance
 
Put the foot
on the floor
Their both inside
And he's locked the door

Makes him talk
And finds the stash
He's gonna carry out all of the cash

Throws it in his car
Lights up a cheap cigar
But you can't leave a witness
When he knows who you are

The fox is still lying there
Somewhere deep under the stairs
Price was paid
I'm afraid
Buried for all time
Victim of a perfect crime
Whereabouts unknown

Temptation lead to might sin
The hound dog's never seen again
Good guy goes bad and that's the spin
For him a new hunt will begin
His whereabouts unknown

Have you seen this man. We're searching for this man...

Whereabouts Unknown

Whereabouts Unknown Part 2

A warning, a shot
before the fadeout
A line you forgot to put in your mystery box

A golden bell is ringing you home
ringing 'cross the fields and through the halls

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
All of our love I feel is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears

The light slips by 
we weren't listening
close our eyes
we don't see anything

A golden bell is ringing you home
ringing 'cross the fields and through the halls

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
all of our love i see is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears

soon, just to be next to you
next to you
just to be next to you, soon
before the fadeout, next to you
before the fadeout, soon

All of our love is gone
like a wave that falls on an empty beach
All of our love i see is gone
a shout in the wind falls on empty ears


Music by Coco
Produced by Coco
c. Coco / FCA 2020

Empty Beach

Un instrumental au piano qui a fini par inspirer des paroles bizarres (Joe, si tu m'entends...). 
An instrumental piano song that finally inspired strange lyrics (Joe, if you can hear me...).

Should I stay or should I go tonight
Before black shirts will ring my bell tonight
With strange navy blue, white, red flowers
Smiling showing all of their teeth
Are you ready to kill for Love…
Should I stay or should I go tonight
Before false prophets will ring my bell tonight
With strange small magic recepe books
To see life in red-rose-coloured glasses
Are you ready to kill for Love…

Close to Robert

Are you ready to kill for Love

Are You Ready To Kill For Love

Close to Robert is a French composer born in Scotland, pianist, producer and environmental activist, formerly elected to the town hall of Toulouse, France. 
His music mixes pop melodies, crooner voice, catchy bass lines, jazzy piano and synth solos. 
His compositions would be different without the Beatles, Bowie, Gainsbourg, Bashung, 80s Pop, the Roland JX3P synth... Close to Robert likes eclectic musicians, pop in the broad sense, like Chilly Gonzales, Jeanne Added, The Divine Comedy, Lana del Rey, Benjamin Biolay, Emilie Simon, Sébastien Tellier, Get Well Soon...
Ecology takes a major place in his lyrics, in a perspective that is both realistic and optimistic, because we have no other choice but to believe in humanity.

I keep bees and write music
Big thanks for your support!!! You find my music also on Drooble https://drooble.com/sergey.chuprikov and Hearthis https://hearthis.at/sergey-chuprikov/

Are You Ready To Kill For Love

Close to Robert

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