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naviarhaiku378 – snowflakes gently fall

snowflakes gently fall
cold winter’s pale sakura
I envy the birds

This beautiful haiku was written by Scott.

Sakura (naviarhaiku378)

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Astral Frequency - Arcana (206)

Cheeseburger First

a fiddle tune by ernie carpenter, i love this tune , so this my take on it

Elk River Blues 1

Girl* Alternate Version* Live - 2021 Copyright SCRT Records

From the album “Short Stories”, released 22.01.21

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Let's Grow Old Together (album version)

This track is a very groove - driven one with guitars and guitarish lines, riffs and chops played and triggered completely by keys...
That's why it's titled "Keypoint".

Well, the socalled keypoint here is, that guitars triggered and played via the keys of a keyboard usually sound crappy or simply not authentic. At least I tried to execute the "axe" ...
But there are more points to get hooked by this track - it was a real pleasure to jam and build it up for me, filling it with a bunch of ideas and a whole lot of groove!

And that's for sure one of the major keypoints for me:
being pleased, satified and driven by positive energy...
in times when these aren't self-evident.

Hope you'll get hooked by optimism while listening as well!

Keypoint

Cover I did some time back of King Crimson tune. GarageBand extravaganza!


The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Puts shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;

On soft grey mornings widows cry,
The wise men share a joke.
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.

(bass instead of flutes [haha])

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