Heartbreakingly tender and fragile yet strong if that makes sense to you. Another unbelievably beautiful song

beautiful...although I'm not sure if I can bear not to know what happens next

Just complete melodic perfection, you big ol’ romantic you.

Perfect melody ……… shivers down the spine! :)

A beautiful song, of course. Fabulous emotive vocal and string arrangement but what about that piano work.......fantastical!

My impressions of when long ago I visited a frozen lake in which I found skaters, a pine forest, the snowy path, a flock of birds and a lot of peace.

The frozen lake. (Landscape - Skaters 1 - The path - Skaters 2 - The Pine Forest - Farewell.)

This song is dedicated to Alejandro Quiceno, waiting for a new collab with him, and to thank him for his continued support ! I used a drum track I made for a try with him.
Don't forget to check his page https://soundcloud.com/alex-q-2

For Alejo

The title track from my EP released on the 6th May 2022.

Silver Lining

I did  this over 5 years back with Johnny Hazard (JNY HZD) here on Soundcloud. I never released it on my page so I am doing it now before I forget to again. I re-mastered it and took out a lot of my earlier back-up vocals for a cleaner sound. This is Johnny's great music. It inspired me enough to ask him if I could have a go at lyrics and vocals for it and luckily for me he said yes. Even better luck was had when he said he liked it enough to release it on his page back in 2016/2017. We hope you enjoy it.
If you want to hear some great music, go to the JNY HZD page. He is an exceptional guitarist and composer.

Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon (JNY HZD music)

mister big is coming after you
nobody knows just what he'll do/
in the middle of the night,
maybe he'll surprise you...

written by naldo
keyboards by guillaume
drums by greek god yanni
guitars and harmonica by naldo
produced by kid otari

Recorded on tape at the Laundry Room, Oakland California
8-channel 1/2" Otari MX5050

mastering by guillaume
soundcloud.com/guillaumelecompositeur/tracks

Mister Big

Featured on the album 'Welcome to Dystopia Land' https://on.soundcloud.com/vX696

Feel So Blue

Hey… thanks for dropping by. This is a simple Blues song. Songs, such as this, happen when I find myself in a songwriting slump. Lack of inspiration and ideas exacerbate the situation, pushing me back to the Blues. I grumpily relent then wallah, a song. And what better Blues theme than relationships? Seems I mine that gold often, which maybe says more about me than I’d like to reveal. But who cares? It’s the Blues. Here, Winter will not let go. Bitter, unrelenting winds, near horizontal snowfall, and minus 18F tonight. I looked outside this morning and a rabbit was waiting by the front door for me to put some carrots out. All the birds were hunkered down in thick pines, except for some ravens scavenging the neighborhood. There were some high flying geese as well, that flew by. They always seem to panic in the frigid weather. It almost sounds like they’re honking… ‘let’s get outta here.’ I don’t blame them. The deer are more wary now for some reason, and I only see their frozen tracks and fresh tree/sapling rubbings. I wrapped a couple trees to protect them, buried others in snow, but left 4 where they had scraped the bark bare. I will probably have to cut those trees down, but will wait to see if they survive. After getting some garden carrots for the rabbit, I decided to shovel some snow and work on my ice beard. It was cold enough today that condensation from my breath froze on my beard. They have an ice beard competition here and post pics of the best ones. There are some maniacs who stay out in the cold to ‘grow’ solid ice beards, and a chance at winning. Some have icicles hanging off their chin. No cheating with pouring water on your beard. Just having snow blowing into your beard along with some condensation from breathing. I let my face thaw out, when I came inside. Later in the afternoon… I walked down the the mailbox in the wind and there were tiny little horizontal icicles on the latch. I had to walk around a semi truck, completely blocking the road. The truck driver tried to turn onto our street and got stuck in a deep snowdrift. A neighbor came down and pulled the semi out with his tractor. I watched for a bit, then headed home. So now I am glad I am inside. Take care, Mark

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Wrong Turn Blues

A Sailors Song

Collaboration Jam with Roy Roy. Song base originated and written by Roy Roy. Great ambient background song for perhaps a pleasure drive or grilling in the back yard. Thank you for listening!

Artwork: A drawing by Roy Roy!

Roy Roy's Soundcloud page: https://on.soundcloud.com/1GuUM

When the Music Ends (collab - Roy Roy)

Here's the first of two older tracks that I've re-recorded to go onto a potential album later this year. Hope you enjoy!

LYRICS

Daniel, you could get away with anything
Cos the world seems so much brighter when you’re smiling
Daniel, when did you get so big?
You're running round the garden with those older kids

And you’ll always be my baby
But it’s crazy how you grow
Daniel we were young
But now we’re getting old

Daniel, seems like no time at all
Since I held you to my body in the hospital 
Daniel, I never want to let you go
But I know I'm going to have to, it's inevitable  

And I'm watching all the changes
They're amazing to behold
Daniel we were young
But now we’re getting old

I took a picture, put it in a book
Maybe in fifteen years you're gonna take a look
And then in fifteen more you’re gonna look again
Remember just how much I loved you, my friend

Daniel, you could get away with anything
Cos the world seems so much brighter when you’re smiling
Daniel, I never want to let you go
But I know I'm going to have to, it's inevitable

And you’ll always be my baby
But it’s crazy how you grow
Daniel we were young
But now we’re getting old
Daniel we were young
But now we’re getting old
Daniel we were young
But now we’re getting old

Daniel

A grand Collaborative Collison between WE Three-- Hats off to Jo and Mark and a blg thanks for lncludlng me, Such a TREAT to make and hear!! Cheers and thanks to all those that may peruse__

poem / copyright jo richter:

he had thrown shells
through bedroom windows
watched debris rain down
on strollers and dogs

his patriot self
got lost in the trenches
he watched himself die
survive and fight on

STAINED-GLASS PROPOSAL
RE-WATCHED ON A SMARTPHONE
MONOLITH LONGING
AS THE BATTERY DRAINS

she watched the news
frontlines too static
left to fetch water
thirsting for hope

she tried to comfort
a spark without flame
when little remains
you pick up what's left

A TOWNHOUSE WEDDING
FIVE DOZEN BRIDES
A DAY BEFORE LEAVING
A TENDER WHITE LIE

warfare has lingered
lining live ghosts
acting and watching
in camouflage clothes

A Sailors Song

Dag Olav Hermundstad

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