nice opening rhyme.  hooks you right away.

Loving this piece so very much Dear Friend XOXOXO

What a haunting song. The melody is fascinating. That little piano twiddle/riff is suspenseful. The story is sad and inspiring, all at once.

I was always reprimanded when I just said "Yes." It was always "Yes sir." Good lyrics.

This is such an engaging song. Well done!!!

wow man, this is extraordinary! wonderfully exotic melodies and chords. very impressive and enjoyable!

Your songs are great and unpredictable. I love that!
You also remind of Scott Walker 😍                                     https://youtu.be/p9j4CqMwadE?si=DAaihv7oK1VnDId5

I think the Pride flag has been updated since I made this cover, I know.  Please forgive my lazy 🍑 for not revising this...

PRIDE 2024

WHY I HAD TO LEARN

why i had to learn to be a man
why i had to learn to be a man

it's understood, there's a right and a wrong way
if that was taught at school taught I missed that day
all the other boys seemed to catch on fast
I stood watching as they ran past

dad worked long hours and he'd often come home late
mom would talk to him as he ate
slipped off his shoes and found his favorite chair
we watched tv while he was sleeping there

life's not a game but all the same, there's rules
a life to build but which are the right tools?

Cour D-'mours

Why I Had To Learn

Mix/Mastered by Woods Studio
LEAD GUITAR SOLO: Fog City Fogey

Helpless and far from home
Helpless and on your own
You can’t settle down, no, no
You won’t settle down, no, no
 
You learn to play the game
But it’s never quite the same
You don’t fit your part
You won’t fit your part
You can’t just keep stalling
When they start to calling
 
There’s safety in numbers  You know
There’s safety in numbers  Oh no
Your face is wrong
You don’t belong
Numbers bring strength
You’ll never be strong
 
Some days you almost win
Only to lose again
You may well be right
But do you have the fight?
Though you might make a friend
You’ll see the friendship end
It’s down to yourself
You need no one else
No matter what they say
You’re still going your way
 
Numbers bring safety
Which one are you?
Shout it out bravely,  ooh
One of the few, ooh
One of the few

 No matter what they say
You’re still going your way

Companion

Safety In Numbers

Whatever happened to the boy I used to be
So polite (and) patient
Sometimes too quick to agree
Is that boy gone for good?
Gone for good
Would I bring him back if I could?
Probably not

I turned around one day
and childhood was gone
I was standing by myself
And just watched the world move on
Now it’s my turn to go
Go exploring
Yeah it’s my turn to show what I got

CHORUS
I’m gonna go out in the world
my good people
Gonna go out in the world, yeah
Ramble and roam
Gonna go out in the world
Happy people
Gonna go out in the world
Find me a home

I’ll settle anywhere the sun might care to shine
If you see a pale face sunburnt
probably it’s mine
You can laugh if you like
Go on and laugh
I’ll just hop on my bike
And ride off

CHORUS

Everybody’s got things to say
I hear their talking as I go my way
But when everybody talks at once
It’s just too noisy
Too noisy for me

I’ll find a quiet place and let them all go past
Slow things down a bit when they come at me too fast
But I’m not gonna hide
With my bike waiting
I’ll just hop on and ride
Where I want

I’m gonna go out in the world

Out In the World

Thank you to everyone who listened to this track at the beginning of the new year.
People are surrounded by happiness.
Everything is made with a smile.
The energy of laughter, the vibration of a laughing voice, the world begins to fill with smiles.
Nice, I imagined your smile and played the guitar.

Smile is like that of an Angel's

This is the story about  a solitary Man who kept to himself, didn't much like the world or the people in it, he only comes out at night in the Dark so No-one can see him, he is a lonely man & he lives a lonely life, the one day he just wished himself away and vanished in the Mist, never to be seen again. All together Ahhhhhhhhh :-) 

Written, performed and mixed : Johnny Mc Farlane 2023

Disappeared In The Mist

Dancin' On The Moon

Part of the collaborative Mixtape album: Free Hands In A Blender
soundcloud.com/themysteriousdecibel/sets/free-hands-in-a-blender
FREE FOR DOWNLOAD

Music: Composed, written, mixed, mastered, and performed by: The BumpPlug
https://www.youtube.com/@TheBumpPlug

Vocals/Lyrics: Written and performed by: The Mysterious Decibel

Vocals mastered by: Mark McClellan

Lyrics:

There's something lurking in the attic
I can hear those toenails scratching
There's something lurking up overhead
These nightmares I am catching
Energies elevate higher than the sun
Entities grin one by one
Realms collide on the 21st day
Manifestation is underway

A stair climb away from strange atrocities met with endless traumatic doom
Solstice arise, the rivers of blood dry to reveal your endless tomb
The worms tickle the soil and breathe beneath the rotting wood
The sound of your anxious bones grows the final beast 4 feet where you stood

You wanna dip your toes in the sand?
Well he dips his toes in the mud
You want the riches, the fame in hand?
Give them a flood in the form of blood
Time is but an illusion all quicksand between your fingers
A winter solstice, birth of the sun but a darkness still lingers!

Winter is here
The frost is near
Cobwebs freeze
Negative degrees

Solstice rise 
Krampus cries
The light is high
Energize

The Mysterious Decibel X The BumpPlug - SOULstice In The Attic (FREE DOWNLOAD)

This is another far out track from me and Stonerjazz.  This one is probably the furthest out there we've gone.  Jeff sent over some stems that were out of this world and I mixed them into a tune I'd had and now you have Velcron.  It's an intentional mispronunciation of the word Velcro just to drive certain family members crazy over the years

VELCRON - w/ Stonerjazz

Reason

Monster bass with piano

Believe In Peace 134 BPM

MIX/MASTER: Woods Studio

NOTE: I don't hold myself to any strict "historical accuracy" in my lyrics. There may be one person in my distant past I had in mind as I wrote this. Or not...

LYRIC

Sir
I called you sir
It was a different time
And that's just how things were

Role
You played your role
And it was quite a fine performance
I was so naive
It’s hard now to believe
I never saw through you, ‘sir’

Gone 
That world is gone
For both the worse and better, maybe
It's moved on

Sir
Did you ever let your guard down
And let the truth slip through
Was there a real ‘you’
Or were just a man I knew as ‘sir’

Now
The world of now
I wonder if it would astound you
Frighten and confound you
But could it be inside
You would feel some pride
At how it could be
If you lived to see 
A world somewhat free for you, sir

This song is about my grandfather's recitation of a traditional joke when he would pass a cemetery, he would say, "People are dying to get in there," and how this joke has transcended three generations of my family, with my own kids now reciting the joke. They have added, "....and the wait is killing them." Either way, the song is about how we live on after we die through the loved ones we leave behind. 
The lyrics on the recording are different than these lyrics posted. After I recorded this song, I returned to these lyrics and made changes so I could recite it as poetry. I added more imagery. I so appreciate the musicians and artists who support my work and only hope we can all continue to stay inspired and grow through our art. 



No Discord
Darren Sullivan: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Tamborine
Josh Dylan Peters: Drums 

Lyrics:
They were thrown to the thieves
Into the sleeves with stolen cheese
Breaking into the floor lookin for more
With a gun at the door

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries –“Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming - better a blanket on bed

Living on the lake in the breeze
Got the balance that you need
Challenged by that week on the ledge
You made a pledge from behind the shed.

I was one of those guys that never complained 
When the couch got stained
But I felt the blame
So I learned to get tame 
On a verdurous plane

But the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
They ask questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past cemeteries, “Hey, Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds winter was coming better a blanket on bed

When we arrived we were met with their swords
We made peace through our music with no discord

We said that we don’t care
We don’t care when the snare hits the bear

Oh my god you threw it out!
Poison left to share
 Oh my god you gave up stout?
Better stop your stare
Best alive with blooded ties
Given up the cynical cares

And the kids read all day and read all night for the knowledge to grow
Asking the questions like a sinister punch in the nose.
Slaying jokes while driving past overgrown, familiar cemeteries “Hey Dad, people are dying to get in there!”
Looking for sleds -winter was coming- better a blanket on bed

Verdure

No Discord

Crazy Brave Love

REVISED FROM 2020
mix/master by Mariosyjp

LYRIC
Like the frown face
On a painted clown face
We had to fake it for a while
Give them what they ask for
be glad that they don’t ask more
But that ends the show now
And we’ve got the know how
To go on our way with a smile
Yeah we can have the last laugh
Let's enjoy the last laugh

It’s our time, our turn
We will live and they get to learn
We can do as we please
The last laugh has us slapping both our knees

Yeah we took the joking
Not so gentle poking
At the core of who we are
What they found amusing
Wasn’t of our choosing
Ok so that happened
We will not go back then
But the memory won’t be far
We can recall all that
As we have the last laugh

It’s our joy, our bliss
To end up happy as this
Settle back, take a seat
The last laugh might just knock them off their feet

Leaving all that behind us
Where the past - can’t find us
No need to remind us
We get the last laugh

If we shed a few tears
It’s not like in the past years
We’re joyful as we wipe them off
It’s just so good that we have
Finally got the last laugh

It’s our joy, we’re at ease
To live our lives how we please
Lift your eyes, stand up tall
We’re testing our own power
Getting stronger by the hour
And the last laugh will be ours after all
The last laugh

The Last Laugh

Snow falls on battlefields, the cold wind carries fear

Tonight we whisper by the ruined fires and fallen walls  
Children’s laughter just a memory in empty halls  
War is here among the lights of Christmas we once knew  
Peace a distant promise while tomorrow’s drumbeats grew

Happy Xmas, but the war is here, the shadows near  
In the silent night we pray for love despite the fear  
Hope still rises, voices bold, though the world is torn  
Happy Xmas, war is here, yet we’ll face the dawn

Gifts are placed in hollow homes where echoes scream the past  
Screens show distant conflicts, the future’s hold too vast  
War is here beneath the bells that ring on every street  
Gentle choirs singing softly while the darkness creeps

Happy Xmas, but the war is here, the shadows near  
In the silent night we pray for love despite the fear  
Hope still rises, voices bold, though the world is torn  
Happy Xmas, war is here, yet we’ll face the dawn

When tomorrow’s battles loom and hearts are weighed with grief  
We’ll find our strength in the choir’s voice, in unity relief  
War may rage beyond our sight, yet we’ll hold the light  
For every broken dream tonight, we’ll stand and fight

Happy Xmas, the war is here, but love remains our cry  
In this fragile world we’ll raise our song up to the sky  
Hope still rises, voices bold, though the world is torn  
Happy Xmas, war is here, together we’ll be worn

Happy Xmas, but the war is here

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT:  With Sexagenarian Volume VI now complete, the final volume of songs from my 60s, which will be Volume VII, gets underway with "Get On With Your Life." Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. What happens after my upcoming 70th birthday? TBD!

BIO: I started writing songs in high school (1969-1973!) and I've pretty much never stopped. These are mostly solo recording projects (my brother, Fog City Fogey, contributes sometimes).  I don't do much self-promotion, not a fan of Repost Exchange etc, so all of you who find this page and like a song or two - you are truly appreciated!

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