Brain Storm

'this song'

Scratch Kelly: beats, synths, production 
Scotty: lyrics, vocals, guitars, foolishness

You're incapable of love, I've found.
You've been turnin' these smiles you've made into frowns.
I must've been blind because I was down.
And now I'm just another fool of yours that's hangin' around. 

I know what I want to carry on.
I know what I need to keep me strong.
I thought our stars shone but I was wrong.
And now I'm pouring everything into this song. 

It's hard for me to accept.
I don't want my heart to be full of regrets.
But this is fucked up, you must admit.
And I'm the only one that's giving a shit. 

I know what I want to carry on.
I know what I need to keep me strong.
I thought our stars shone but I was wrong.
And now I'm pouring everything into this song.

this song (with Scratch Kelly)

Sometimes you have to break free from 'classical' strictures and do your own thing. 
Vocals, instrumental, arrangement, mix: Nadia Selvaggi
Music by Henry Purcell

Henry Purcell's Evening Hymn

Sans liesse suis loin de vous.

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/RC8fKVOyjLo
Texte : Muette
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

Je suis le preux au fier coursier.
J'ai tout dompté, j'ai tout soumis
Hormis mon roi - longu' soit sa vie -
Fidèle féal comme il sied.

Sans liess' suis loin de vous. 
Dès l'aub', je brod' sur le tambour
Des fleurs de lys, des mots d'amour.

Je porte armure et oriflamme,
Les ponts se baissent sur mon passage.
Rien ne résiste à mon bel âge.
Dieu ! Que ferais-je d'une femme ?

Sans liess' suis loin de vous.
Me mets au lit, défais ma tresse
Et ma ceinture avec souplesse.

Les petits pages et les manants,
Troupeau discret ou bien braillard,
N'osent souiller de leurs regards
Vos éperons d'argent brillant.

Les petits pages et les manants,
Troupeau discret ou bien braillard,
N'osent souiller de leurs regards
Mes éperons d'argent brillant.


Sans liess' suis loin de vous,
Le cœur fiché de vos promesses
Que tous vos départs désavouent.

Oh si je pense à vous, princesse, 
C'est toujours l'épée au fourreau.
Mon intérêt n'va pas plus haut
Car guerroyer je n'ai de cesse.

Sans liess' suis loin de vous.
Me mets au lit, défais ma tresse
Et ma ceinture avec souplesse.

Sans Liesse Suis Loin De Vous   avec Julia

This is my rendition of an old, irish folksong. 
My instrumentation:
irish bouzouki
greek bouzouki
acoustic guitar
harmonica
electric bass

Danny Boy - Irish folk song

Sjung och var glad

Pick up some flowers. 39 ( 1984 ) Margareta Theorin ( Margareta )

360°

Lyrics and Musik: Stefan van Walsum
All Instruments, Vocals and Arrangement: Stefan van Walsum
Mix and Mastering by Nandi´s Cavern Studio, Germany

Holy Rock and Roll

Holy Rock And Roll

I was too young to understand love

a grey fog in my head, she counted sheep

Sometimes i play guitar, sometimes there is silence

I can see the cobalt pines in the distance

Cobalt Pines

Hans-Michael Albers  and Phil Brown are features on guitars


Music composed and performed by Bruce Conover

Show Me Your Hands (Conover/hans-michael.albers/ Phil Brown)))

This song is about not wanting to feel anything anymore. The weight, the pain, the endless emotions.it’s easier to feel nothing than to feel everything at once ( this is only the instrumental version but i have some lyrics so coming out soon)

cut out the pain (instrumental)

If there was only two traits that came through in my music, I would hope that it would seem to be effortless and inevitable.
The Kind Place Studio

Show Me Your Hands (Conover/hans-michael.albers/ Phil Brown)))

conover