Crystal 5

Nice guitars

David Dunham Selection

GUITTTARRRRRS

Daily Drops

June 2025 - Part 8

Moday Playlist week of 6/30/2025

Todays Favorites

Omnisedan's Picks

Related tracks: Missing you (From Open Collab Paploviante)

This song was written by Chuck Berry while in prison and was recorded
in 1964.  This " poor boy" traveled across dozen states by bus, train and
plane to get to his promise land (California).  It was also recorded by
Elvis Presley .  Remember, Paul Revere and the Raiders, Freddy Weller,
had a hit with it also.  Louisiana's own Johnny Allen also had a hit with
it here in cajun land.  Having a little fun with this one.

Promise Land ( Cover of Chuck Berry )


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Doc Watson - Sitting On Top Of The World

Written and Produced by: Josh McAlexander

Nowhere To Run {Original}

The Year 2000 Project

Victor Villamos.....Ocarina
Javier Piñeira....Spanish Guitar
Thanks to all the artists who follow my profile

At King Arthur's Court

Gaspar Monterde: Acoustic Guitar.

Resilience is the process and outcome of successfully adapting to difficult or challenging life experiences, especially through mental, emotional, and behavioral flexibility and adjustment to external and internal demands. 

Stop Wars!

resilience, paseo por la esperanza

I couldn’t think of a title, so I figured I would be direct.


Corinthians 13:7

Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: I am not a therapist or the lead voice for a campaign on mental health. I am here to help those heal. My main goal is not to hurt or complicate life for you. If anything, I understand I am using a lot of reverse psychology to push people into a better way of thinking. (It’s a really complicated way of thinking,  if you do lose a loved one and go through these emotions you will know someone else is going through it with you too(: )…….. I am saying things most wouldn’t say or can’t say to express a situation, so hopefully others don’t go down the same road as well. God willing. 👁👄👁

My enemies will still say I’m a shitty person for standing up for myself, when in reality my enemies are the weakest people that I have met. Imagine, calling someone a nigger and a item, to only listen to their voice all day. But I guess that’s what makes me stronger.  Weak people. 


LYRICS By ALPHA ALMIGHTY:

Yea, fucked up it is, please let me live. 

fucked up it is, please let me live. 

They think I have mom issues, my mom is dead. 

Bitch,  get a tissue. They think I have mom issues. 

My mom is dead BITCH, Sit down here’s a tissue.

 I don’t miss you, I just use you😳.

 I destroy everything that you are. I am your shining star. 😰🤝💗

I am everything you can’t forget. Baby please don’t let me live. 😉😏 

I wanna die by your side, bitch I’m loaded Glock nine. (Nine) 9 🧃🌎 

They think I have mommy issues, my mom is dead.  BITCH!

HEY!

Use a tissue *wheeze* 🥵, 
No regrets I’ve been here and back in all black like a casket. ⚰️ 
Please don’t overreact I want you pulling back, please have a heart attack.

*woah*

They think I have mom issues

*damn*

my mom is dead, and I don’t miss you.

To tell you the truth, she would hate you too. 

To tell you the truth, I love to use everything that you are. 

Bitch I am your shining star, bitch I am your shining star I love to use you. 

I love to use you. 

🖕🏾

*BITCH*


They think I have mom issues. My mom is dead. *BITCH*

Use a tissue, I don’t miss you, I just “overuse”.  I feel like I am abuse I think I need you like you need me too. 😉

I want you and you want ___ 🤐

I want you and you want ___🤐

I want you and you want ___🤐

I want you. 😰

I want you and you want them. 
I want you and you want them. 

I want you. 😶‍🌫️

My Mom Died, So I Decided To Raise A Generation/RIP Mom, U Will Never Be A Issue Prod By YungMoraie

All Music written, produced, composed and recorded by Jeffrey Lasky 2022.  All Guitars recorded by Jeffrey Lasky

A Dance Beneath the Autumn Moon

A bit bored so I mixed some words and vocal with Bob Warner's Lazydayz Blues instrumental track.

Lazydayz Blues - Lyrics & Vocal by Tony Harris - Music by Bob Warner - Original

Absolutely happy to be able to record with my daughter 

Mia Monterde: transverse flute.
Gaspar Monterde: guitars & keyboards.

impermanence

This is 'One for The Ages' and an updated version of a Collaborative work featuring my own music composition, acoustic guitar work, and vocals to create a version for 'The In Between' original lyrics as penned by Jaime Webb Ross. This project has gone through a number of revisions and ReMixes, and now also prominently features TytlBlues (Tom Adams) Blistering Blues Guitar work and The Ace of Bass - Vladaroo Vlad Josephson, along with the magical Mix-Mastery of Van Gabriel (Gabriel Vanore).
The In Between © 
(Original Lyrics - Jaime Webb Ross)
No longer here 
No longer there 
You walk along 
Though not sure where
Inside a world 
You've never seen
 Your newfound Home 
Of In Between
Where rules have changed 
You try to learn
 Which bridge to cross
 Which bridge to burn
Where all you knew  
No longer fits
 A whole new world 
Inside exists
Who can you trust?
 What will they say ?
To try to make you
 Walk their way
You learn to read
 Between the lines
 The words not said 
The strongest kind
Listen to  Your inner voice 
Trust yourself
 To make your choice
Continue on
 Find strength within
 Embrace the New
 You're living in
Thanks to everyone for working with me to help craft a work that we can all truly be proud of in this song version for Jaime's Lyrics. There were many other superb compositions featuring these lyrics and they are all unique and featured some most talented musicians in each case. We're just pleased to offer up a Final version of this one in the AcoustaTronic Genre, as well. Thanks for listening.

Sunny Beaches Ahead

The In Between

The In Between © - AcoustaTronic Version

"LONG WAY HOME"

Written, performed and produced by Roman Gorielov.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Roman Gorielov.
Cover design and photo by Roman Gorielov.

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© 2019 Roman Gorielov.

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Long Way Home

For my son-in-law Rocky who knows rough mountain roads like the back of his hand. From a one-off recording session with fine guitarist Curtis Gremmel, the talented ten fingers on the left side of the mix.

Rocky Road (with Curtis Gremmel)

This track is dedicated to Noodle, our son's gorgeous little dog who recently left the world. He will be missed very much.

Noodle

I see him each morning, hair askew, face needing to be mowed with an electric razor, a face wrinkled and weathered by experience and decisions good and bad.  None the less, I am thankful he is looking back at me; I'm still alive and thankful to have another day.  
Peter's poetic meditation begins like a prayer and becomes deeply introspective into how life has changed the man looking back at him.  His initial inspiration was Arvo Part's "Spiegel im Spiegel" but for this reflective journey, he asked pianist Debra Buesking to accompany him which she does  with great feeling and eloquence.  I come into the picture as the one invited to bring them together for a memorable moment, a great honor and a labor of love for two of my favorite Soundcloud artists.  More of Peter's thoughtful music and spoken word can be found @https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks, and more of Debbie's beautiful playing can be found @debra_buesking.

Some Words for Mr. Part:

Dear God, just look at the state of you - what the hell happened?
Did time do that all by itself?
Chiselled and scraped with gentle, temporal strength?
Yesterdays now patterned well with telling tales of wear and tear.
Always took such good care that you ticked every health kick box
But all the ticks collect their tocks, bundling up the time we thought was
dangling spare.
And wrinkly skin comes out to play, crafting plots with crumpled neurons
badly frayed, and
Liver spots about the edges worn of happy recollections,
Waltzed away, invisible to the swinging of that penduled clock.
Take your eyes off it for just a minute and you’ve lost a day,
And then a decade’s worth of wry reflections,
Lovingly to fold them up and let them lie in memory’s pocket.
Those lines that contour of your brow, a biography of creases now
And all cut down so very deep.
Each epidermal void crevasse life’s stylus tracks a scratching past
Evinces of a record no mortal hard re-format could delete.
And of your eyes, sallow yellowed at the margins, framed by corvid feet
Rigid-set to well outlast whatever bargained span of life your good Lord
deems replete.
As if your face lampoons of age itself, wrecked and bent
Of scars that trace minutiae, carved in master sculptors’ stone
And none too soon, for just that task and that alone, recording compressed
of the past..
We both know well which ones are smiles and which the pain that heaven
sent,
The former few, soft of the flesh, the many others sunk unto the very bone,
The harshest welt of any sole upon the universal cobbler’s last.
But does it help to so reflect, or but to hurry time’s neglect?
Of such consideration circles wrapped in worry tearing down
All edifice of self respect, the towering pit of pity comes once more to town,
Parades a circus fine of talents, self deprecating jestered clowns
And galloping horses all the while stampede about the rounded ropes
Vespered peace forever sought, just out of reach, concedes of futile, now
confounded hopes.
So what of forward self projection, folding the creases back behind
And out of sight to speculation on future solaced peace of mind?
Perhaps again the crashing wall of fast reality, solid bricked
Determines upward focus but to fall, as if to gravity’s grounded truth
Tricked of consequential solitude, rimed of age, aching of the aged sick
No respite there nor rectitude as once you found in torrid youth.
But perhaps I’m speaking out of turn and out of place,
For though your memories sear and burn as if to carbonise some
worthwhile trace of validity
On that unholy visage lit by lives lived long before….
It matters not and changes nought, not a jot nor yet a thought
For you and I know better than to seek a settled score from comment fair
After all, you are I, staring back at me from the mirror mounted there.

Inspired By Mr. Pärt's "Spiegels" (Peter, Debra Buesking, David; final production)

With the advent of our democratically chosen fascist plague looming I'm going to reprise this one which is basically about -- wait a minute I don't do  "it's about's"  --  it's about whatever you think it's about.  I feel it now more than four years ago when I wrote it.

Do you see the same things I do 
in morbid visions of the night
I'll confess I'm in need of some discipline
a circumcision of the mind

a single moment's indecision can mean the difference of a life
wait for the signs of antipathy
I'll be coming right behind

is it time to take our things and go running for the line
there's nothing here that's worthy of the sacrifice
why keep me waiting in the dark
as if you and I were born to all this suffering in our stars

Jacob wrestled in the desert
with an angel who would not give his name
does faith only come to me in my anguish and shame

witness to your own decline
you just lie and tell yourself it's alright

Spotify Link

Why Keep Me Waiting

I wrote this forty years ago as part of the "Scenes of St. Francis" small-town song anthology and thought it might be fun to post as fall is winding down but before the Christmas season gets into full swing.  St. Francis, Kansas is a little prairie town nestled in a shallow river valley and has an abundance of trees, mostly cottonwoods, but a few hardwoods that stand out especially in the fall. And with the trees was an abundance of squirrels always playing chase or hide and seek when they weren't getting into mischief.  They needed a song, and with my daughters being so young, I wanted to make it in the form of a children's song that they could sing along to.  As adult women, they still like to sing along when they hear it which is a good thing since my own singing voice has largely depleted with age.  But it is a nice reminder that once upon a time I could sing:) Rescued and remixed from an old but faithful cassette tape.

Squirrel Song lyrics:
Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
Haven't got a care in the world.
Playing hide and seek 'round an old tree trunk,
I'm talking 'bout my friend the squirrel.

Gathering nuts is a way of life,
But even they know when to play,
And though winter's coming before too long,
They still live life day by day.
Chorus:
Just let their antics entertain you,
From a high-wire act to a tree-top stunt or two,
There's not a dull moment when you see them around,
There's fun wherever they're found.

Instrumental hums then repeat chorus

Hop, skip, and jump, and away they go,
They have something we need to learn;
That a happy life is made of work and play
When each one gets a turn.

Squirrel Song (from Scenes of St. Francis)

cheers for having a listen


i think it's time you have to go
but i think you knew this long ago
it happens to the best of us, cast aside and left to rust
you know thats just the way

then the realisation's taken hold 
you been left out in the cold
frozen out the welcome mat, took away and not put back
you know thats just the way

you made your peace now with your past
except some things aren't meant to last
everyone will tell you you'll get through
keep keeping on thats all you do
cos it's the only way

where would you go what would you do
there's a big old world in front of you
and it's hurtin now more than before, through heavens gate to the devils door
you know we lost our way

take a seat it won't be long, all the pain will soon be gone
you know thats just the way
make your mind up right or wrong, the way we're going it won't be long
thats the way

Thats The Way

Between writing sermons as a small-town pastor, I was also engaged in writing songs, some you have heard in my "Scenes of St. Francis". This particular song came to me after reading an article about love and marriage--ministers do a lot of reading for sermon preparation--but this one knocked me a bit sideways.  Turns out men on average will fall in love between five and seven times before meeting their wife, and then 1-1/2 times afterward!  This song is about the 1-1/2 times afterward, a little different kind of love song for Valentine's Day. 
I have sat on the text and melody for over forty years but thought I better do something before time overtook it as it had overtaken my singing voice.  I heard Axel sing in his magnificent song with Sarah Paradise-Brown "What We Still Feel" and felt he could give the song the vocal it needed, an international voice of "everyman".  When he received the guitar parts he set to work on it and gave the song a stunningly beautiful orchestral setting as well.  Thank you dear Axel for lavishing your vocal and orchestral skills on a song that needed both. I am deeply honored and indebted.  Hear more of Axel's beautiful music @axel-m-501052973.
"Faithful and True" lyrics:

I recall the day I said "I do",
I never thought that I could love anyone
Like I love you,
But of late I'm really not so sure
That the promises we made can hold
Us together as we both grow older
With each day.
Is it possible for love to endure?
Chorus:
But I've made up my mind.
I've made my choice,
This feeling will pass but never the voice,
That tells me I must remain,
Faithful and true.

Bridge:
It doesn't stop the pain of admitting what can never be,
But if love has any meaning it is found in trust,
And not in what we feel.

Instrumental break...

Repeat bridge:

There's a sadness as I say farewell
To a love that promised more than I could ever tell,
Or at least that is the way it seemed
To a man who found himself in love
With another 'till he counted the cost of fantasy.
It was more than he ever dreamed.

Repeat chorus and end.

Faithful And True (David Dunham with Axel Menningen)

Chinese Moon Puzzle

Sounds odd but I think I more or less agree with these lyrics. The "purpose" of life or for that matter anything is subject to interpretation. However i do think we spend far too much time and energy searching for a reason or purpose when one probably does not exist. Life is a wonderful accident. This distraction of searching for "meaning" distracts us I think from the practical task at hand: caring for each other and the planet.

lyrics
I walked through the woods on a sunny day
nothing on my mind to get in the way
I looked to my left,I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright
when I stumbled uopn something hard to explain
6 big trees in a circle so perfect
there HAD to be a reason
There HaAd to be a purpose
who could have done such a wonderous thing
Deep in the woods away from everything

As I left the trees and walked along
my eyes now firmly fixed on the ground
I didn't look left, I didn't look right
my ears had gone deaf,my eyes had gone blind
my mind was too full
my thoughts too profound
a circle? why a circle?
so perfectly round
what was the purpose?
A reason MUST be found

I kept walking with those trees on my mind
to my surprise what did I find
a big empty field of broken swords and shields
piles of bones of horses and men
a glorious battle here must have been
I saw 2 banners, one red and one blue
facing each other as the cold winds blew
one bright and proud of this I was sure
but now dull and tattered,ripped and torn
each of them stained with the blod of the other
I wonder who won this epic struggle

I picked up a skull and looked into the eyes
and started at the empty space inside
why did you fight? why did you die?
where is your gold? where ids your glory?
Is there no one left to ell your story?
what was the cause? what was the purpose? it must have been great to cause such carnage
but the forest was silent I heard no answer
there was no reason why
I thought of the circle I thought of the skull
so I left the clearing  with a step that was light
I looked to my left I looked to my right
I looked straight up at the sky so bright

we work too hard sometimes it seems 
to give a purpose to everything we see
and no longer have to ask mysellf why?
now I can look up at the sky

the circle and the skull ( are we kidding ourselves??)

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock Version

Mr. President, a moment if you please
We used to be like brothers now you're coming after me
Mm-hmm we fought together, died together too
And I can't believe this nightmare is all because of you
So let me say to USA as nicely as I can
To leave it along and let us just be friends
Talkin' 'bout my home, my true North, Strong & Free
And like the song says, baby, We Stand On Guard for Thee

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Friends like us gotta find a way
To make things right for the USA
Friends and family across the border
It's elbows up when we get in the corner
Where we live is happy home
Reaching for something that ain't your own
We understand you want to grow
Our advice, just leave it alone

I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wannabe
I don't wannabe your 51st state, no
I don't
I don't wanna
Don't wanna
Don't wannabe your 51st state now

Cover Art: Cheetah Girl

All rights reserved

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) [Pop/Rock]

I Don't Wannabe (Your 51st State) - Pop/Rock REMIX

Violet Fields is a song about conflicted lovers who coexist in harmony in a violet parallel universe.

Lyrics

Verse 1
There's an angel in me that can't get to my heart
My mind won't allow this love above
Don't listen to her she's witchy, they say
She'll unravel your soul with her enchanting ways

Chorus 1
True love sings to me from violet fields
Will you come listen to me
Beyond this earth we'll be free

Verse 2
Violet you must be the angel in me
From violet fields we see
Help me to see, what we can be
Come through the dark veil to me

Bridge and Chorus 2
In the violet, in the violet, I can be with you
In the violet, in the violet, I can be with you
My true love sings to me from violet fields
Will you come listen to me
Beyond this earth we'll be free

Verse 3
The angel in me is close to my heart
The world may say she's not okay
She is good to me and together we'll be
When we kiss the world makes sense

Bridge and close
In the violet, in the violet I can be with you
In the violet, in the violet I can be with you
Violet I hear you now
You and I know how to love

Lyrics by Wayland Stephens and Mary Pothanikat

iTunes-Violet Fields

Violet Fields

This is the third track off there to here part 3. 
Also available at: https://open.spotify.com/album/4bCeWV15fP67s3OlfuRJ6n
and at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8w_MxASykc
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Mixed and produced: Phil Bowen
Vocals, Keyboards and Guitars: Phil Bowen
Lyrics:
Verse 1
An old man sits on the sidewalk
With glazed stare looks right ahead
He asks for a dime and says it’s such a long time
Since he laid his body on a feather bed
He says he’s one thousand miles from Texas
One thousand miles away

Verse 2
The old man points to his sunken eyes 
And looks up to the cloudless sky
He said “there’s so much in life a body can give
I gave them so much time now they just walk by”
He said he’s one thousand miles from Texas 
With snow falling in his mind

Middle 8
He says “dreams never break your heart
And dreams never let you down 
Every time I close my eyes
I let my mind float away”
“Dreams never break your heart
And dreams never lie to me
Every time I close my eyes
I let my mind float away again.”

Verse 3
So I raised out a hand and lifted him up 
I asked him his name and where he was from 
He said “son I’ve heard your voice before”
I looked closer in his eyes. He did likewise
He said “once I was strong but now I don’t have long
I think you may be my long lost son.”

There to here  Pt. 3

Dreams never break your heart

For those of you not familiar with the management abuse which took the lives of Badfinger's Pete Ham and Tom Evans. They died without seeing any of the benefits from their million selling songs.

"I will not be allowed to love and trust everybody". "This is better".
(Pete Ham's suicide note)



Everything falls into place
The future is secure
The golden boys,the chosen ones
The sellout world tour

Did you get what you deserved baby blue
Day after day
A world without you

Million selling records
Validation from the best
Just four boys from Wales
No one would have guessed

Legal fights and corruption
Greedy businessmen
The took your money took your soul
Again and again

That avaricious businessman 
He bled you dry
All the starry promises
Were nothing but a lie

Six long years 
And nothing to show
A rope a note in a garage
It was time to go

Did you get what you deserved baby blue
Day after day
A world without you

Pete & Tom

Recording sessions from 03/05/2025 - 16/06/2025
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
________________________________________________________________________
🛠 - Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / No I.A. / No samples.
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & 4H09
🔲 - Cover art - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile,
Focusrite, Hewlett Packard, Korg, Logitech, M-Audio, MSI, Sony,
SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
________________________________________________________________________
❤️🕊️🙏

Across the river

In Memory of Brian Wilson
(1942-2025)

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement and mix
Artwork ….. Moroccan design

Hi Everyone!
This is a special version of my piece called „Love Song”.
A few days ago, Brian Wilson - one of the greatest creators of pop rock music and a surf rock icon - passed away! R.I.P. 🍀

————————————-
Below are a few words from me as a listener and fan of Brian’s music! - - - - -

Brian’s songs, both recorded with The Beach Boys and solo songs, are always innovative and enjoyable at the same time 🔆

The album “Pet Sounds” (released in 1966) by The Beach Boys is a real masterpiece that enchants and inspires many musicians to this day!
The wonderful song “God Only Knows” which comes from this album is the work of Brian Wilson. One of several best songs of all time indeed! 😎

Also worth recommending is Brian Wilson's solo album entitled “Smile” (released only in 2004) which includes the brilliant track "Good Vibrations”. The whole album impresses with its fresh ideas and innovative sound! 

I really love it 🔆 I'm sure Brian Wilson's beautiful and fascinating music will stay with us forever!

Good Vibrations…
Love Vibrations… 

I hope you enjoy my tribute to Brian! 🍀

Many thanks for listening and support!
Artur

Love Vibrations

Urban Decay is a UK indie album that channels the spirit of British guitar music from the 1960s to the present day. Built around jangly, melodic guitars and a raw, DIY production style, the record draws clear influence from the iconic lineage of bands that shaped the UK indie landscape—think the introspective lyricism of The Smiths, the swagger of Britpop giants like Blur and Oasis, and the experimental edge of modern indie revivalists.

The album’s sound is rooted in the classic indie tradition: shimmering guitar tones, understated yet evocative vocals, and arrangements that balance melancholy with bursts of energy. Each track weaves together the melodic sensibilities of 60s British pop, the gritty textures of punk and post-punk, and the anthemic hooks that defined the Britpop era, all while nodding to the genre’s ever-evolving modern forms.

Urban Decay explores themes of city life, nostalgia, and resilience, capturing both the beauty and the grit of urban existence. The guitars—sometimes bright and jangly, other times drenched in reverb or distortion—serve as the backbone, echoing the timeless sounds of UK indie while pushing into new territory. For fans of Arctic Monkeys, The Libertines, The Smiths, and Blur, this album offers a fresh yet familiar journey through the ever-changing streets of British guitar music.

Plug in and let Urban Decay soundtrack your city nights and early mornings—where the echoes of the past meet the pulse of now.

Worlds collide

Many people have many pasts, and I'm sure there are things that are painful and still drag on today. I think those things, including fun things, make up people's world and universe. Sometimes we daydream about them and feel them, but when we come back to ourselves, what emotions do we feel? Thanks for your interest in my music. And you are a good person for reading here :)

universe of the mind

🍽⁂©All Rights Reserved 06-2025
©Lyricist, Mixer. Mastering, Pro License & Creator: Lady ElectroTrek
***

TITLE: WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR DINNER?
____________________________________________________________________
LYRICS: 
(Verse 1)
You sit in silence the TV glows
I’m a stranger you don’t even know
Your words are walls that I can't climb
Love’s not built on borrowed time

(Chorus)
What do you want for dinner you ask
As if that’s the heart of every task
But my soul’s starving can’t you see
I need more than your recipe

(Verse 2)
Your eyes don’t meet mine they just drift
Every moment feels like a rift
I’ve given chances I've stayed too long
But silence can’t write our love song

(Chorus)
What do you want for dinner you say
As if that’s how we’ll end the day
But I need words that dig down deep
Not this surface where we barely speak

(Bridge)
I’ve built a castle on quicksand dreams
Held my breath to avoid the screams
But I can’t live on crumbs of care
When there’s no love left to share

[Chorus]
What do you want for dinner again
But this is where the chapter ends
I’m walking out to find my voice
This time I’m making my own choice
(Outro)
There's no reminiscing, no touching, no emotions, no connection. Everyday has become a dying in living. Love doesn't make you feel like toilet paper--A once used item now flushed with each tear. Can't wait any longer; There's no care.

This Time I Choose

What Do You Want For Dinner?

What Do You Want For Dinner

The latest offering by Kim and myself , it's a moody rocker , hope you like it !
We entered a song contest with Journey of Discovery , if you get chance give us a vote  http://hofa-contest.com/song/19226/
Next up is a Stadium Rocker with Andrea Brennan , followed by me and Kim , me and Dave Cooper , by myself , cracker with Gaz , Kim , myself , oh how the list goes on and on , just like I am so I'll shut up now !
Don't forget me and Charlotte's album , links are below .
Thank you so much for all the support !
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nWWNcrIRv08J_eEbL7MJ_1UTdMo0MjJLM
https://open.spotify.com/album/78ewrWZjS41XvHT9mFWd6O?si=yDMcRADSSrOdWlanz6UPMw

Love's the Light

Love's The Light

What happens if "Dust In the Wind" meets "Classical Gas"?  I sought to answer that profound question one morning when I was riffing on an A-minor chord and couldn't think of another way to describe this acoustic concoction. I couldn't think of a better name for it either, but seemed to have a "ballad" feel to it, either about a hero or villain, I'll let you decide, and maybe catch a "catnap" thinking about it:)

Ballad For Acoustic Guitar

Dealing with some latency issues with my tablet.  This is more of a demo until I figure out what’s going on with my gear all of the sudden.  Recorded via mic from studio monitor.

Whoopi Goldberg

Turn of Time / Paploviante Open Collaboration Offer 
Paploviante: E-Bass, Music, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
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Feel free to adding something !
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Recording sessions from 25/10/2020 - 31/12/2024.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.
ALL TITLES ARE DOWNLOADABLE
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- Made with MOOG & Modular / Multi-tracks / Without AI
- Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & Studio 4H09
- Artwork - Pier WILL
- Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile, Focusrite, 
  Korg, M-Audio, MSI, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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Delta Angel

"Love and Pain" delivers a quintessential UK indie rock experience, blending raw emotion with rich, guitar-driven soundscapes. Rooted in the indie ethos of creative freedom and authenticity, this track channels the sharp, melodic guitar work reminiscent of iconic British indie bands, while exploring the complex interplay of love’s highs and lows. With its dynamic riffs and heartfelt lyrics, "Love and Pain" invites listeners into a sonic journey that balances intensity with introspective vulnerability—a true reflection of the indie spirit that thrives on innovation and emotional depth.

Love and Pain

Artbeat

I just redid the mix and fixed the drums, and some of the more glaring vocal problems, and got that cool guitar lead to shine a little. It sounds a lot better now.
Please pardon my vocals, this is actually for a female artist. Not autobiographical, just a story. My apologies to Irma Thomas.

You were my angel, and i was under your spell
And you promised life would be a fairytale
But i was no more than your possession
And you put me through hell
Though you called it heaven

And everytime i tried to leave, you’d just wave your hand
And I’d come crawling back on my knees
I would pray you’d treat me better
When you’d smile at me so sad and so sweet

But something’s changed inside, I can see now who you are
and that sweet smile aint gonna get you very far!

Now who’s the one? Who’s down on their knees?
No need to beg, there’s nothing left that you can take from me
You don’t have any power here no more
Well you’ve lost your wings, and I know just what you’re here for
You are no angel, you are a devil, to the core
And you ain’t welcome here no more

Don’t come back inside, don’t put your bags down on the floor
You ain’t welcome here no more

You ain't welcome here no more

Interim Breathing

MISSING YOU  (From Open Collab Paploviante)
Backing Track:
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/turn-of-time-open-collab-offer
Vocals Leslie (Ghosthack) Missing you
Lillithe:  Mix, Arrangement and Production

Missing you (From Open Collab Paploviante)

Welcome to Sky Valley

Space Cadet

Pink Floyd ~ Wish you were here - Unplugged

minimalistic piano

https://industrial-1.bandcamp.com/track/h2

abstract

Simmer

Simmer (Acoustic)

Please welcome to join Syntaleta community on www.patreon.com/syntaleta
Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Winter Came Suddenly

Electronic/acoustic piece. Piano, sax, granular synth, things.

Turning

Zno   вагоновожатые

This composition is a hommage to russian composer Mikael Tariverdiev

quiet music

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by
Carlos Vivanco

Memories

Renacer

I am a finger-style guitarist living on the Texas high plains.  At the core of my music is melody that is inspired and informed by my Christian faith, family, friends, and countless influences through the years from the great composers, to jazz, folk, rock, Latin, Celtic, and the many fine musicians I have come to love on the Cloud, some I have been privileged to collaborate with.  Thanks for stopping by to have a listen. Comments are always welcome. Feel free to click on the picture of any track to learn more about it.