groovy rockin' with some real nice guitar work

dang, lots to like here. one of my faves of yours so far. (that reverse guitar bit... hoo!)

This great fun! Must dig out my purple loons!

Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: bass, keys, adlibs

So, Tommy texted me at 8:13 Friday night to see if I wanted to come up to the city for a day or night or whatever seeing as we hadn't seen each other in seven months or so, at least, and the idea at the time seemed nice but my kids were sick and I just assumed it would be a 'no' from the wife. Plus I was working until 1 a.m. Friday night and had my first Saturday/Sunday off in a while so chances were I'd end up hanging around the house with the fam and doing a bunch of shit around the house that I normally don't get the chance to do. 
By Saturday I had completely forgotten about the presented opportunity until dinner time when I finally brought the idea up to my wife, and to my surprise, she was like, 'yeah, you should go'. 
So I immediately called Tommy who promptly returned my call indicating that, yes, the offer was still on the table, that his wife and kids were away until, like, Tuesday and that I could crash on his couch if necessary. Well, of course it would be necessary. Especially if we were to get steamed to the beams and work on something new. Which was the plan, after all.
So I fought somewhat shitty traffic for two hours until I reached Tommy's place a little after 7 p.m., Saturday. Shortly after arrival we whipped out a pre-rolled Sour Diesel and took the dog for a J walk to get steamed and to discuss how we were to approach our new song. 
We decided it was best to warm up with a few classics, 'Presently', etc., and then find a cool looperman beat to sorta find a groove to roll with over top. Then commence the layering and voila!
By the time we got back to the house, set up and steamed again it was 9 p.m. and we were losing precious time. We wound up selecting the first beat we listened to, the beat that you're hearing now, because I was fucking with this blues riff you hear now and it seemed to sorta work. So we got down to business and after a handful of takes each, this groove was born. By the time we got the groove down and recorded it was time for munchies. So we decided to take a break to order some food. 
One of the benefits of living in the big city is that you can order things like Thai food at 11 p.m. for delivery. So that's just what we did. Oh, and some cookies and chocolate milk.

Cookies And Chocolate Milk

--- solaric psychalovic indie rock song for lovers and survivors :)---

Don't miss the music video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6f5CdoW0qBI

Words And Music By René Methner, 
Recorded and Produced by Para Lia, Mix By Para Lia With Thommy Hein, Mastered By Thommy Hein in the Thommy Hein Tonstudios Berlin. 
Cover Artwork: Georgia Moschogianni (@tzo-moschogianni)

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saw you stumble along on an empty field
jumping over all the black holes of pandemic fears
filled with the collateral damage
no empty gaps
it’s not easy to find a direction
when the world turns mad
when the whole world turns mad

don’t give yourself away
sunchild
don’t surrender to these days
sunchild

the moment you see the horizon it starts to slip away
get your head up into the stars to light your way
saw you stumble along on an empty field
chased by pandemic rabbits
but you were better in hitting the hook
so it seems

don’t give yourself away
sunchild
don’t surrender to these days
sunchild

Sunchild

I'm honoured to collaborate again with the awesome Arma Ignifera https://soundcloud.com/herronsound on this beautiful composition: https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/when-the-moon-falls-like-snow

This song is for a musician friend who spent many very tough months struggling to care for her mother and pets, homeless, living out of a small van.

Along the Way - Arma Ignifera (+ltp)

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered using Logic. 
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in DADGAD Tuning
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

Acoustic guitar instrumental.

Reunion

Quite some time ago, I made a quick “live” recording of this classic old Beatles song. It was just to serve as an example of how Nat & I might try doing a proper recording at some future time. But as Nat has so often managed to do, she added her beautiful harmonies and piano work and other production touches to make something out of it that we both now feel is worth posting. And in celebration of a new year (2023) and hopes for love to conquer all, for us all, we wish a very Happy New Year to all our friends and fellow artists!
Craig Durgy: vocals & guitar
Nat Daniels: vocals, piano, bass & production
Written by Lennon-McCartney

It’s Only Love

It's Only Love (Beatles Cover - Live)

The Illusions Of Light And Silence

In The Field Of The Sun/ From A Different Angle/ Synthesis

Poetry by Claude McKay
Vocals, vocal melody, poetry selection, arrangement: Nadia Selvaggi
Instrumental (composition), arrangement & mix by Brian Butts: https://soundcloud.com/brian-butts-565934842
Sax by Nigel Manning of The Windscale Blues Experiment: https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues

America
BY CLAUDE MCKAY (1921)
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.

AMERICA by Brian Butts & Nadia Selvaggi (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Wheelwright: voice https://soundcloud.com/wheelwright
Beckenstein: music, lyrics, vocal melody, instruments

Fictive Sisters is a Trans-Atlantic online collaboration between Wheelwright and Jonathan Beckenstein.
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hibernating
the days grow dark
suffocating
so pull your boots on
walk out the door

frozen ridge line
and silver moon
distant tree line
the sleeping forest
is under snow

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream

calculating
the solstice tide
enervating
procrastinating
walk out the door

frigid meadow
in moonlight glaze
dormant willow
is waiting naked
for your embrace

crystal flakes will crunch underfoot
icicles agleam
father winter will tread by your side
to the frosted stream
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Michael and I will be introducing two new songs in roughly a month, and at that time the Fictive Sisters album "Immaculate Distraction" will be available on Bandcamp. We will let you know when and provide a link. Thanks always for your listening!

image from Wikipedia

Father Winter (with Wheelwright)(Fictive Sisters)

From the Album "Short Songs For Tall Minds"
A song dedicated to everyone's favorite outdoor chair, the monobloc. So many good times and memories sitting in these things. Functional design meets a simple manufacturing process. Unfortunately, they are made with polypropylene plastic, which will be around for thousands of years. These are like ecological disaster zombies that will never die.  Just look around, they're everywhere. But hey, this is a good time song about them. Thanks for listening!
 Lyrics:
When I come home
When the work is through
I just want to get in my backyard
In the neighborhood
I need some backyard sky
I need some friends of mine
Put out all the drinks
And give it a little time
Get the cable
Run it out from the living room
Out to the backyard
And over by the pool
Plug in the boom box
Over by the slide
Get ready
For the rising tide
Sitting in my Monobloc
My favorite outdoor chair
I am impressionistic for functional design

You know, these chairs
When it comes to history
They'll be around much longer
Than you and me
Alex says you need to go outside
If you want to drink liquor and smoke
Sit in my rich man's plastic throne
Even though I'm broke
(Broke, broke, broke)
Hollow in my Monobloc
My favorite outdoor chair
 Monobloc (Yeah!)
It's lightweight, like this song
And the music in the air
Sitting in my Monobloc
Ubiquitous
And everywhere
In my Monobloc
Monobloc...

MonoBloc

Music provided by. 
https://soundcloud.com/the-fisherman
Vocals and Pixie dust provided by Conover
醉心於音樂和藝術的魂

The Fisherman Conover Curve

Janine: voice, vocal melody, lyrics https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson
Jonathan: initial music, instruments, mix

image: Janine Levinson

Let me be your remedy
I promise not to fail you
Let me be the remedy
For everything that ails you
 
I promise I will be as good
As any other remedy would
With the added benefit of being me
 
Let me be the antidote
To all your poison apples
Take a bite it don’t taste right  
I promise I’ll be able 
To save you from yourself
Spit out the seeds!
 
And if you say that you wanna
I can give you something other
I can be your lover
Open up and tip it over
 
If you come with me  
We can be carefree
Open up and tip it over
Open up and tip over
 
If you say that you wanna
I can give you something other
I can be your lover
Open up and tip it over
 
If you come with me  
We can be carefree
Open up and tip it over
Open up and tip over
 
Let me be your remedy
I promise not to fail you
Let me be the remedy
For everything that ails you
 
I promise I will be as good
As any other remedy would
With the added benefit of being 
 
I promise I will be as good
As any other remedy would 
With the benefit of being 
 
I promise I will be as good
I promise I will be good
I will

With the Benefit of Being Me (with Janine Levinson)

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

The Fisherman Conover Curve

conover

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