This could easily be new wave. I like it.

I like this a lot! reminds me a little of some spacey psychedelic rock from the 70s ala pink floyd but with a bit more of a country-ish bent, very cool!

excellent writing and a really cool recording.

hey man, this has a great groove to it. I really like how you play to the double bass hit accentuation. great performances all around, man. excellent work!

Nice guitar solo and I love that verse riff

I love your melodies, there are often unexpected vocal lines, at least to my ears. 👍🏼👏

Nice one Chris. Solid groove on this. A dreamy midsection :)

MY 2023 TOP TEN

LA PATRULLA ÁGUILA (793)...

A song about the agony of deciding whether to settle down or not and society's expectations around that.

Verse 1
Everyone knows better than me
What I should be wanting out of life and… what I need
To live happily
For eternity

Verse 2
Maybe one day I’ll stop settling up and settle down 
And maybe you’re the one that’s still around
When it comes to that
Would you wanna bet?

Chorus
Well I’m not scared enough of ending up alone - just yet
Still think I’m better off being on my own - I bet
you think there must be something wrong with me, I get it
I know you’re probably right and not the first one who said it
Maybe one day I’m grey and old and full of regret
But that’s a long way down the road and I’m not there just yet

Verse 3
Everyone seems to be looking for love
That special someone Disney made us all dream of
From our early days
Like there’s no other way

Verse 4 
Maybe I’m just cynical and secretly crave
That smiling knight in shining armour, so handsome and brave 
Enough to take my hand
And finally understand

Chorus
Well I’m not scared enough of ending up alone - just yet
Still think I’m better off being on my own - I bet
you think there must be something wrong with me, I get it
I know you’re probably right and not the first one who said it
Maybe one day I’m grey and old and full of regret
But that’s a long way down the road and I’m not there just yet

Bridge
At 25, there was still so much life
Ahead, at 29, we all still had plenty of time
At 33, I still wanted nothing but to be free
While half my friends had disappeared into their families
At 34 I wonder if the door’s still open
Or/and if a part of me is actually hoping 
For something I never thought I wanted
And if I don’t get it I’ll forever be haunted
Or if do, I’ll wake up from someone else’s dream
To find a fairytale you’re trapped in is nightmarish scene

Verse 5
Everyone wants someone to hold
If I search long enough I’ll find a fitting nut for this bolt 
Or some other cliché
Will take my breath away

Verse 6
But maybe there’s more than one way to live your life
And maybe mine doesn’t involve two kids and a guy
Or maybe I’ll look back (one day)
On what I could have had…

Chorus
Well I’m not scared enough of ending up alone - just yet
Still think I’m better off being on my own - I bet
you think there must be something wrong with me, I get it
I know you’re probably right and not the first one who said it
Maybe one day I’m grey and old and full of regret
But that’s a long way down the road and I’m not there just yet...

Not There Just Yet (demo)

MIXED/MASTERED: WOODS STUDIO
https://soundcloud.com/woods_studio
LEAD GUITAR, BACKING VOCALS: Fog City Fogey
https://soundcloud.com/user-610054726

LYRIC

Far along the beaten path
No end in sight 
What supplies we have are poor and running low
We’ve so far to go

Some split off
We’ve seen their camps
Maps they study by weakening lamps
The light will die out and then
They’ll join us again

We march on
It’s our purpose
 We march on
We endure thus we survive
And that’s our true goal
Stay alive

In the distance mountains loom
The darkening skies mean winter soon
We’ll find an old tree down
Build a fire to gather round
But not a shelter
We’ve lost that skill
Our arms are weak
As is our will
Besides we don’t have time
There are mountains we must climb

We march on
Tired but trudging
We march on
No use judging
Why we do
It’s just another day
to get through

Elders tell of a homeland
Their own elders told them of and
Maybe it’s all true
Who knows what they knew
But maybe it’s all true

The trail is lost
We’re on our own 
Our courage sapped
Our fear has grown
We can’t give into dread
Salvation lies ahead

So we march on….

Sexagenarian III

We March On

MENDICANTE

Bachiami

SK   Bachiami  bimbo  ( Testo di Anam Hermit)

MIX/MASTER: Woods Studio

NOTE: This tune came to me three days after the news of Burt Bacharach's passing. I dedicate the song to the great man's memory. 

LYRIC
Why watch the clock 
Count hours by the minute
I may be wrong but for right now
We have to live in the present
Let’s let the sky show us how

It has the signposts giving us guidance
And even if at times they hide  
We know they’re there inside or out

Good morning, good night
And that’s not to slight
A good afternoon
Twenty four hours of
Shining upon our love 
Are the sun and moon

Sometimes the times are some of the best
And sometimes they’re best forgotten
Who knows what this the day has got in store
  
Good evening, good day 
And may I just say
We work hard at fun
Climb in and out of bed
While always overhead
The moon and sun

Awake, asleep and so in love
Our besties hang above
Reality it seems  
Is a galaxy of dreams

All day and night
As gravity pulls us
Toward the core of [our] existence
What’s the use trying to fight it
That wouldn’t make any sense at all

Good morrow my dear
At last it’s here
Not a minute too soon
And not a minute late
For us to celebrate
With the sun and moon

Good morning, good night
la di da da
Hang loose, sleep tight
la di da da
Just stay in sight
Day and night, endlessly  
For me you’ll always be the sun…and moon

The Sun And Moon

Ian was so kind to send me his track, so I could do my wind instrument thing here :-) https://soundcloud.com/user-659662265/elements-of-force-148-bpm ... so: backtrack creation - Lou Osavio aka IPG1 / alto sax - joerxworx ... wonderful photo by Olga Bast, unsplash Enjoy the vibe !

Elements Of Force // by Lou Osavio aka IPG1 // alto sax remix

Unfortunately, more and more people of music are leaving us. Fortunately, great music remains. Tina Turner passed away a few days ago and that's what prompted me to do this cover.
Video can be watched here:
https://youtu.be/8zl_gyC0rdw
I invited Per (PJ Project) to collaboration. He accepted the invitation (thanks Per!) and added another guitar, bas, drums and mixed it all up. Here's what came out of it. This is placed for now on my YT channel.
https://youtu.be/KaHDTVOnZfY

Tonight, Tina Turner, David Bowie, cover

Here comes the fool by tank.
That would be a horrible thing.

Leave aside human rights or environmental issues, 
for now, it is war.
Don't talk about love and peace. 
It's quicker this way. 
After all, that's how it works.

It's ridiculous, but it's reality.

Don't spend money on welfare and health care.
Or else they will come.
What we need are cool missiles and nice canons.
No more need for Fender or Martin.

I don't know how this happened.

Here comes the fool by tank.
I didn't think it was true.

It was this Tarot card that was offered to us. 
Not to them, but to all of us.
We'll buy weapons and gather soldiers.
Even though there are other things to do.

No anti-war voices were heard.

Here comes the fool by tank.
That would be a horrible thing.

Here comes the fool by tank.
I didn't think it was true.

The fool

MIX/MASTER - Woods Studio
Fog City Fogey - electric guitar, bass, background vocals, production assistance

NOTE: Yup, the C in CW stands for Chris...

LYRIC
The morning mirror can be harsh and cold
You know you’re not young but are you that old?
You need your coffee to really wake up
Maybe that happens around the fifth cup
It’s a new day - brand spanking new
It’ll probably - spank the heck out of you

It’s time to face up to the mess you made
The fools you trusted and the loyal betrayed
You better face up to the mess you made

You tire your brain thinking who to blame
It keeps coming up with the same damn name
There’s so many people who go by Chris
How you supposed to know which one it is
What a puzzle, a conundrum 
Ah come on now, you’re not that dumb

It’s time you own up to the mess you made
The debts accrued and the tax unpaid
It’s time you own up to the mess you made

of things through bad decisions
Sad submissions
Hasty brush offs 
And clumsy overtures
That mess you’re seeing is all yours

Meet a friend at a diner, slide in the booth
It’s time for confession, admit the truth
Eat half her fries, say yeah I’m a wreck
And then you leave her with the check

no one’s thinking you’ll repay a loan
so when you call they mute the phone 
It’ll shock them if you atone

It’s time you face up to the mess you made
You’re no innocent, drop the charade
If your sins had legs it’d be quite the parade
You better face up to the mess you made

Sexagenarian Vol IV

The Mess You Made

MIX/MASTER: Jack Holston

NOTE: There will be a "That's the Dream #2." I wrote two songs almost back to back, in different genres, and somehow the same title seemed to work for both. I wouldn't have let myself do that in the past...I'm calling this "flexibility"! 

LYRIC
Happy campers
Congregate 
Raise your lanterns 
Rush the gate
Climb up and jump free
Get feet flying
Outrun the dogs 
Build a raft
From loose logs
Float off happily

A second childhood 
That’s the dream - the dream
Gonna be twice as good
Run wild and scream
That’s the dream

When you’re it at
Hide and seek
Wait a bit then
Sneak a peek 
Everybody does 
Mom at screen door
Yells ‘supper’s on’
Just an hour more
Soon summer’s gone
Remember how it was?

To be a kid again
That’s the dream - the dream 
The taste of life back then 
Like homemade ice cream 
Sweet and cold

And though we’re told
To grow up and grow old 
gracefully
Well to me
That would hardly seem
To be the dream

Early riser
Late to bed
Midday nap
Rest your head
Tomorrow’s a new day to play

Your life to remake
That’s the dream - the dream
To have and eat your cake
See that smile beam
Leave this world in your wake
As you slip downstream
That’s the dream

That's The Dream #1

UPDATED Aug 25 2023
MIX/MASTER - Woods Studio

NOTE: This melody came to me soon after the tune for "That's the Dream #1" and somehow the same "dummy" lyric idea fit. I was hesitant to use a song title twice but...why not? Who cares? The songs are very different otherwise....

LYRIC
Over the years
And there’ve been quite a few
I’d often think of you
And wonder how
How it would be
If this or that had been
If I had the chance again
I wonder even now

Holding you through the night
That’s the dream
That’s the dream
Seeing you come in sight
In the glow of a lone moonbeam
That’s the dream

No wise old man
I’m still fool enough
To dwell on a lost love
And without fail
With my eyes closed
My arms reach out to you
My heart beats faster too
To no avail

Holding you oh so tight
That’s the dream
That’s the dream
Just as on that last night
The way I remember
To this day I remember
Or is it all just my dream?

There’s someone here
Someone warm and real
Someone who lets me feel
The way I feel

Holding you through the night
That’s the dream
That’s the dream
Keeping you in my sight
As we share a lone moonbeam
That’s the dream

That's The Dream #2

Mix: Jack Holston

NOTES - Maybe this is "TMI" but the recording of this song had a hiatus while I recovered from Covid. It finally got me! Wasn't fun but didn't have to see a doctor. Be careful out there!

LYRIC
At a young age I declared
I liked the world
I wasn’t scared of what it had in store

Now I have to wonder was I lying?
Was I really that brave boy?
I’d say today if you should catch me crying
Don’t be concerned, these are tears of joy

My first love was no great one
We pleased ourselves and then when done
Wandered off without a word
If I spoke would you have heard?

Somehow my silent heart retains so much
It’s a memory time cannot destroy 
My skin warms as I recall your touch 
Across the years to now as I sing
If you see tears, they may well spring from joy

Sadness is a pool of doubt
Dive in and then climb out

There’s so much feeling in a single day
At night our dreams can get no rest 
When it gets too much the heart must find a way
To cry out what is best expressed 
 in tears of joy

Tears Of Joy

My Girlfriends Back (cover)

Nothing can be created in a world divided by walls. The only thing you can gain there is a sense of security. Individuality struggles within.
I leave the world of walls and head for the end of the world. With music, the symbol of freedom.

From The World Behind The Walls

MIXED by Jack Holston
https://soundbetter.com/profiles/368799-jack-holston

NOTE: I turned 60 at the end of November 2015. Thus began the "Sexagenarian" era! "My Last Song" is from summer 2019, after I had retired and moved from Los Angeles to north San Diego. Felt a bit at that time like my muse was...busy elsewhere? In a lull. I was not aware that I was about to enjoy a resurgence of my songwriting, leading to the multi-volume Sexagenarian series. Anyway, here is me exploring the world of bubble-gum pop! 

LYRIC
Far away
Long ago
I had the cheapest six string
Learned a few chords
and scribbled some words
Not much voice but I’d sing

Little shared
So few cared
But I continued writing
It was how I kept track as life rolled along
Now this might be
My last song

I’ve lost count
the amount
Never once paused to note it
Any one song can take me back to the time I wrote it
Every place
Every face
Once more appears at my will
And that is how it will be until
My last song

Why look at photos?
What do they show
Some old tune of mine captures the memory
I close my eyes and let it flow

Yesterday
Lost my way
Couldn’t find inspiration
Told myself it’ll be all right but
I might be wrong
Yes this could be
My last song   
Yes it may be
My last song

I’ve got a box full of
Old cassette tapes
A bit of life is stored up inside them
Choose one, hit play and - the past escapes

Long ago
Far away
Or was it just this morning
I added a few words to a new tune 
So here’s fair warning 
This won’t be my last song
No this won’t be - my last song

Sexagenarian 1

My Last Song

NOTICE: I DO NOT PAY FOR PROMOTION. EVER.

SPOTLIGHT: Sexagenarian Volume VI is now complete after the addition of its twelfth tarck, "where once...". Check out the other five (5!) volumes of Sexagenarian as well. 

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!

That's The Dream #1

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