Fabulous Work, F. Mercury and J.Lennon are listening liking and reposting too in their clouds for sure.

Great Beach Boys harmonies on the BVs! Awesome little Bohemian Rhapsody reference at the end too 👌

Nice chord progression.  I particularly like the borrowed chords.

Dag.  It’s so good to hear your wonderful music again.  Phenomenal.

this is fantastic. genuinely thought it was Paul McCartney infiltrating SoundCloud

Once is Not Enough -- January Edition

Flingsen Syphonir

Nostalgic Echoes

Sometimes it's good to climb the hill and look at life from beyond the daily grind.

Passion for the Beyond

I wrote this track in 2009 together with a Drum Beat by A. Meloni thinking to a complex behavior behind human dualism, what emerges in any human culture is the profound complexity we are one but we are many ones at the same time, Evils or Angels ? It depends 😏.......

A Due Act

The Strange Case Of Dr Jekyll And Mr Hyde

Reworked this, just on instinct.

@rick-4-1 Cov Drums
@phil-mcwalter The Other Cov Stuff (inc vinyl mix)

Fun and games

Spotify

Fun and Games

A real joy to have Karin-Maria Brunner join me on this song. She has really done an amazing job with my basic track. My grateful thanks and deepest appreciation to you, Karin-Maria. (@user-53145152-479345033)
https://soundcloud.com/karin-maria-brunner

K-M: Epic pad, Vintage synthesiser strings, harp, violin, viola, cello, crash, bass, processing, mixing and mastering 
Me: vocals, guitars, drums, keyboards

Promise Me (Brian Peters)

It's hard to believe
Takes courage of man to admit it
There's a memory within me
The sound of your name recalls it

We're living in days
Dancing too close to the heat
There's pockets of fires
Scattered all over the streets

*Promise me baby
You won't let another come between our love
Promise me baby
You won't imprison the dove*

They tied up the servant
They killed the messenger
Made a home explosive
Marked it ‘return to sender’

There’s a crack in the conscience
A finger of light in the skies
There’s bug on your telephone
Your windows are full of eyes

It’s the day of the aliens
Night of the UFOs
They took all the war brides
The baby boomer girls

There’s halls of illusion
Perverted sex on the screen
Young minds in confusion
Old men with adolescent dreams

The prophet is dishonoured
Especially in his own home
I’ve been reading Borges
Listening to Leonard Cohen

There’s sex on the telephone
A hundred iniquity dens
But the women are sexless
There are no real men

There’s blood on the doorposts
The angel of death is near
Speak softly, darling
Even the walls have ears

There’s a place in the hills
It’s like the top of Masada
It’s the gateway to paradise
Or the scene of a murder

Well, the world’s getting smaller
It’s like a one horse town
But the circle gets faster
As it spirals down

And the more things are changing
The more they are the same
And I sound like my daddy
I guess he felt the same

Promise Me

From the Album: "The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost" (2023)
Lyrics:
It's a nitroglycerin bomb sniffing skirt
That's a lollipop night stick
She only hits you where you need to hurt
A Marie Laveau shotgun shack
Don't ya know there's gambling in the back?
In a shotgun shack
I'm reading the tea leaves  by the smoke stack
We've all been bitten by the maharishi's baby teeth
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
(And I don't mean that as a bad thing)

I'm gonna have to lay real low for a while
My trouble follows me
I'm waist deep in the marsh
That's been thickened up with
Gumbo voodoo mule skin starch
I hear the Hellhounds on my tail
And I don't know what their motivation is
Maybe it's the Mississippi hog maw fizz?
If you think you know me
It's because I'm the guy that shows up
And all the trouble begins
Hotter than a Sacramento summer
(I don't mean that as a bad thing)

I'm down at the racetrack
I'm sleeping on a mattress made of blister packs
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
(I don't mean that as a bad thing)

Oh, I'm up on the rack
The executioner is sharpening his ax
He says: the world is ruled by fools
"And I'm sorry, man, but I don't make the rules."
It's hotter than a Sacramento summer
Wherever I'm going
I'm looking forward to what the cool weather brings...

Hotter Than A Sacramento Summer

A Coin In The Wishing Well

Your words
Your words are empty and picturesque
I battle through your compliments
To understand your chess
I understand the things that you would say to me in jest
Are merely just a mirror of how you are feeling inside your chest

I try to think that you don't mean a thing 
That you don't really think of the words that you speak
I try so hard but it all seems for not
I try to pick up the past I forgot
I try to hide the pain I have inside
I can fill oceans with tears that I've cried 
Do you know me if you did then you'd run
You know it won't be good times when I'm done

Think you're bad ass but you won't in a minute, nope
Scenes are hazy 
When you're down on the ground and I'm going crazy
Yup, lotta shit going on in my head
I just want my cerebral fed with the beat I did
And the seed of the beast I am 
I just wanna be the man

Your words
Your words are empty
Your words
Your words are empty and picturesque
I
Will
Cleanse you
You will know who I am
You will know who I am
You will know who I am
I am 
Me

Your Words

And you wanna say, but you wanna know
Everything I am, inside my soul
Am I full of shit, I don't really know
All I really know is I'm original
And you wanna be kinda like me
Do you wanna know how I did it though
You gotta spend some time in your fucking mind
'Til you're fucking minds and out your fucking mind
Are you getting mad cuz I operate
In a different way than you want me to
Are you fucking glad I don't penetrate
Every mind of the kind you make weak and blind

We don't care
We Undermine your lies with our underlying guise
We won't bear
Your burdening defies our need to stay alive

And now your narrative is fucking crumbling
and your former sheep are now grumbling
And your humbled by the mumbling
Of the people you keep in the dark and underneath
And they're gonna know what you don't want them to
We aren't really free unless we're slaves to you
Until we break the chains until we free our minds
From the ones who remain dumb lost weak and blind
They try to throw it all put us all away 
Like we're a detriment to society
Only trouble is they can't facilitate
The making of a mind as strong as mine into a paper plate

We don't care
We Undermine your lies with our underlying guise
We won't bear
Your burdening defies our need to stay alive

We Don't Care

In the night that covers the trees with blossoms,
I was frightened by sweet ghosts,
A round dance swung in the garden,
Which I crept upon with silent foot;
Like tender fairy chorus in the ring
A white, living shimmer went.
I boldly questioned the shadows:
Who are you, airy beings? Tell me!
- I am a little cloud, reflected in the lake. -
- I am a row of stumps in the snow. -
- I am a sigh up to heaven! -
- I am a secret, whispered in the ear! 
- I am a pious, dead child. -
- I am a luxuriant flowering plant -
And the one you choose, and to whom it is bestowed
The favor of the hour, she becomes a song.

Gate Of Fantasia

Betelgeuse

Verse 1
If I walked from here to eternity
My infinity shoes will find the way
Watching stars, watching the world go by
No guide can show, words to shape my soul
Close my eyes, fall into darkness I'll never know
Take my hand, show me the way

Chorus
Sharing whisky, watching the moon
Listen to your breathing
Sharing secrets, Hide from their eyes
Listen to your heartbeat
Another day is ending
Another dream has gone
Another day is ending
Too soon. Too soon

Verse 2
If I reach from here to infinity
My eternity boots will mark the way
Hearing calls, hearing the world call out
No one can find words to shape your soul
Hide my fears, run into darkness I'll never show
Take my hand, free me today

Too Soon

The Hammer Coming Down 155 BPM

Original song written and perforned by Lobo 

Don't Expect Me To Be Your Friend (cover)-

Uma música íntima e emocionante da canção "Pérola" em uma versão acústica minimalista. A melodia suave do violão dedilhado e a performance vocal cativante criam uma atmosfera nostálgica e reflexiva, perfeita para ouvir em momentos de introspecção. Esta versão destaca a beleza crua da composição, colocando em foco a letra profunda sobre uma história que não vai mudar.

Pérola (Acúsitco)

There is so much talent and variety here, and most of the people are pretty cool too. I love being part of this community. Listening to your music and being heard in return is enough.

Still reading? OK I'm gonna muse a bit. It's hard to fully convey how much this forum has meant to me. There are people I've never met that feel very much like old friends -- and in a very real way they are.
If I follow someone I make every effort to listen to and support their efforts. It's certainly not a transactional relationship but I do tend to limit my follows to people who engage in mutual listening and engagement. If you listen and leave a comment I always try to listen to *your* music when responding! If you follow at random without any feedback I hope you get something out of that too... ; )

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