Lovely mix of ep and acoustic, nostalgia overload in a sumptuous musical blanket Dag!

Stunning songwriting! Reminds me of one of my favorite bands- Augie March!

Thoughtful, tuneful, poignant and clever ……… love those lyrics!

Another well written song performed beautifully!

Beautifully crafted, delicately performed song. I agree with the Ray Davies reference.

Indeed, these are the good old days.  Wonderful Dag.

July 2021, written quite quickly, I’d taken a picture of the blue house and wanted to write a song with that title, simple as that!  Listen with headphones.


Blue House
 

I live in a blue house,
Blue like the day,
Blue like the sky 
With the clouds blown away.

You had a red house,
Red like a fight,
Red with the shouting
In the middle of the night.

I live in a blue house now,
With Love in a Mist
And Glory of the Snow,
I live in a blue house now,
Not blue like the Blues,
But blue as the water’s flow.

I live in a blue house,
Where everything’s cool,
There’s no place for trouble
In my Casa Azul

You live in a red house,
Of chaos and strife,
I couldn’t stay there 
That’s not my life.


Image taken by CJW

Blue House

This is soundtrack from video.  Cover of Ray Bonneville song

Funny 'Bout Love

Where Is Peace

Can you remember those stories
That your father used to tell
About those horned devils
Rising up from Hell
In the seven rings of Hades
In the abode of the dead
Can we cross the lake of fire
To where the departed dwell

And we all seek redemption
Though we call it different things
To be borne into our Heaven
Upon an angels wings
Trailing clouds of glory
Are we such foolish things
When the noble savage brings his justice
To the deposed kings

Oh they lie and they lie again
Tell me where is peace
There is no children's lantern left
Shining in the East

and we have no regrets we say
Then how can we atone
For the caravan of sin
And all the evil we have done
We all have gods of some sort
And we pay them in the end
We best pay some attention
To what all these signs portend

Oh they lie etc

Can the wizards spin their spell for you
Bring forth your voodoo doll
Drink your drink and lift your voice
Within Valhalla's halls
We all are hollow humans
Bereft of divine joy
As we drag those empty ideals
Within the gates of Troy








Will there be transubstantiation 
Of nonsense into truth
Can we make up the things we believe in
And not ask for the proof
We all are crazy suckers
When it comes down in the end
We invested our souls in those Ponzi schemes
For some extra dividend

Oh they lie etc

Where Is Peace

The cakewalk was more than a recreational dance; it also gave a chance for enslaved people to ridicule those who tyrannized them.

Photo: Bert Williams and George Walker who popularized cakewalk dancing more than anyone.

Cakewalk Into Town (Taj Mahal)

My Island

The longer they last

Out of the Box January 2023
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Rub-A-Dub

Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsra06CSQRY

Music, Vocals & Art by Cosmic Keanu
Produced and mastered by Hobocop @metrocityrecords

Lyrics: 

I am a human being,
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man!

They live in trees
And run through the forest,
Shoot poison arrows,
ride dinosaurs!

Taller than humans,
Stronger and faster!
Oh so much wiser,
Healthy and sane!

Connecting with spirit
Is what they live for!
They love the trees,
And animals too!

They have a braid
That plugs into nature,
See through the eyes
Of all living things!

I am a human being,
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man!

Humans destroy all they see
For shiny rocks!
We do not know
The value of things!

We have machines
and bombs and explosions!
We’re really good
at blowing up things!

They stand for nature
And all that’s lovely,
They stand for freedom
And what is right!

If we were them
We would be the victors,
And always win
Because we unite!

I am a human being
Not a blue cat man
I want to be a blue,
A blue cat man,
Meow!

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Lyrics / copyright jo richter:
THE PASSlNG

the day slopes
down the hill
his residence rests on

the clouds in his gaze
match the clouds in the sky
as the winds gently shape them

he has a slow meal
within shifting structures
of people who rush by

stopped at a corner
he sees squatters evicted
from ivory lodgings

matching his steps
to the patterns of stones
he rewrites the pavement

past the outskirts of town
he watches a beetle
scuttle along a fencepost

he walks past the tree
he has been dreaming of
for ten years in a row now

in liquified air
this moment freezes
unseeing his life

The Passing--Tragic Exuberance--  Jo Richter's Poetry(Sonlc Structures and Silent Stretches)

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Last month my friend Jeff/Stonerjazz sent me a preview of this song he was about to release (https://soundcloud.com/user-911083679/01-i-still), and he was so kind to ask me if I wanted to add anything to it. We had been planning a collaboration for months, so I happily started to work on it, recording a few instrumental tracks. I got inspired from Jeff's amazing lyrics and vocal harmonies, and we're both happy about the way this tune turned out to sound.
A wonderful collaboration that we'd like to dedicate to all of you SoundCloud maestros, wishing everyone a happy new year. Peace, love and happiness...

LYRICS:

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.
even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…
it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.
when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

Stonerjazz : vocals
Teth Sin : electric & acoustic guitars, bass, samplers (mellotron, drums, piano)

Original composition, arrangement, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin
Lyrics by Stonerjazz

The longer they last

Dag Olav Hermundstad

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