Very pretty. I wish i could finger pick like this. Its very melodic - no vocals needed!

So peaceful. Love the depth and how well the different voices are layered together. So very well done my friend.

This is beautiful.  Your guitar playing is skillful and very emotive.  

All rights reserved December 5, 2023
Music composed and performed by Todd Brown

Life, drives you to the ground
Kicks you when you’re down
Wants to wear your crown

Love, comes as no surprise
Right before your eyes
With truth instead of lies

Stop explaining
Days are waning
Then you realize
That it’s your time to fly

We have travelled through this life 
Through the tears and strife
To the other side

Dreams, elude us when we sleep
And rivers run so deep
The secrets they will keep

Lives are taken
Plans, forsaken
Then you realize
That it’s your time to fly..

It may be we’ll never understand
Building castles in the sea and sand…

Love, comes as a surprise
Right between the eyes

For the Love of Life

For an aggressive violent species we seem to have great unreasonable fear of anything that looks different than us. We seem to lack the self confidence/insight/character to ask questions first and attack later.
We should embrace difference, seek facts, trust ourselves and others

lyrics

Familiar isn't perfect
Different isn't evil
Keep that in mind
Before you pull the trigger
and take the life of someone
you've never looked at in the eye
Just because some leader has filled your head with lies

Radical white christian
Holds a bible and a rock
Cries out he must protect his world
From the invading colored hoardes
He uses the words of Jesus
To explain his fear and hate
But Jesus wasn't white
and Jesus never threw a stone
so what makes you think
you've got it right at all
If you listened to his words
He'd say he came down here
to save each and everyone of us
and not just you my dear

Neonazis raise their fists
Hate all but their own
an Aryan nation pure and perfect
they couldn't be more wrong
the only thing I know for sure
that's pure and perfect in this world
is a bar of ivory soap[
If they were to look inside
in each a little gypsy hides
but they are too afraid to face the fact
that it's not "them" they hate, they hate themselves

Flowers come in different
colors shapes and sizes
but all need sun and water
to flourish and survive
we all get cold and hungry
we all have fears and needs
but black white or red you see
there is no supremacy

we are drowning in an ocean
of lies and fears and myths
it's easy to get lost
and do something you'll regret
so use your common sense
seek out the facts and truth
think for yourself and think of others
not as foes but as brothers

we all climb the same mountain
the slope is steep and slick
It is easier to get there 
if we offer a hand and not a fist

Familiar isn't perfect

Hey…. So I put down the slide guitar the other day, and picked up the mandolin after a slide solo wasn’t working. Then did this little song. A rather surreal look at the metaphysics of stars as they relate to us. Occasionally, we are at a loss to make sense of this life. I find perspective in observing the night sky, among other things, even if for only a brief moment. Hanging out with others helps too. So does playing music. I usually laugh at myself in those moments and realize just how fascinating life can be. I mentioned this story before, but in a different context. I have been ‘caretaking’ a fire ant colony for over twenty years. The common sense of today’s world would seek to destroy the colony, as labeling them as ‘nuisance pests’ comes with a dire consequence for the ants. Fire ants bite only to get a grip and then sting (from the abdomen) and inject a toxic alkaloid venom called solenopsin. Anyway, the colony had been in my neighbor’s yard decades ago, and I did my best to encourage him not to destroy the colony. But after seeing a friend of his riding over the colony with a riding lawn mower, I knew the colony was doomed if it stayed there. Then one day, while emptying the kitchen compost bucket into the compost pile, I saw a long trail of fire ants coming from my neighbor’s yard into mine. They had begun to build a mound near a brush pile in the back. So the ants have been here for 5 years or so. Sure, they may strip an aspen sapling bare, or try and sneak into my vegetable garden, but for the most part, they have been good neighbors. They have come out of their mound now that it is a little warmer. I was cleaning up the gardens in the back, and noticed hundreds of them working on their mound. I looked yesterday and I saw this one ant carrying a large twig, way bigger than him, on top of the mound. As he walked, the twig was waving back and forth like a sword raised in the air. I laughed (to myself) and realized it had been a while since I had done so. This song is about all those little things in life, like that, that bring us back…. Hope you like it. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Lammbone's Album

Walk In The Park

We may not have traveled far and wide,  but Keith has a way of transporting us all over the world through his curious mind and love of history. So, why are we in Italy? Simply put, Keith loves Vespas ;)  Actually, he loves the idea of the band touring Italy on Vespas, funky hipster wheels and recording tunes as we go.  The "Sock Puppets" was a theme Keith developed as he created some videos depicting travels with the WAG puppets.
Vesari Corridor is one adventure from the Album Keith wanted to develop, found here: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons
Join Keith, Kevin, and I as we travel around Italy, taking in some famous landmarks and enjoying a lot of Kevin's favourite red wines.

Lyrics:
Vasari Corridor

Da,da,da,da,dah…… Da,da,da,da,dah……(nonchalantly strolling along, minding own business:)
Down the corridor …of Vasari.

I found a secret place…somewhere safe for us to go
No prying eyes in this narrow space…a hidden alley that I know
Down the corridor…of Vasari

Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting.  
Da, da, dah, da, da, dah …he’s waiting

We are not allowed in here… (Do-do-do-do) If we’re careful, we’ll be fine
Avoid the blade, avoid the fear… (Do- do-do-do) and we will live till next time
Down the corridor…of Vasari

If there was a way to avoid this…hiding and subterfuge
(Down the corridor…of Vasari)
I found a secret place, somewhere safe for us to go…
(Down the corridor…down the corridor…of Vasari)
Somewhere safe for us to go…go…go…go…

(The chase commences…)

Stab him in the back…He’s never going back!
He’s Medici…He’s Medici   (repeats)

Wigmore: synths, production
Allen: Lyrics, Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Gibbons: Lyrics, Vocals

Vesari Corridor (He's Medici)

It's just not funny anymore, the conspiracy theories..the hate filled blogs and social media posts..the absurd rhetoric that passes for political discussion these days
It is hard enough for people to get along as it is (for reasons that are not clear to me) but this background noise is making it impossible to survive.

To quote John Prine "it don't make no sense that common sense don't make no sense no more"

lyrics

superman is made of steel
batman has his batmobile
spider man is fast as lightning
yea their powers are really frightening
but there is one who tops them all
Someone more powerful I can't recall
Someone with no thoughts at all
we call him stupid man

super eyes that can clearly see
to the tip of his pointed nose
super ears that clearly hear all the voices in his head
nerves of steel.no remorse no sense of fear at all
since he doesn't;t know what he's got
he is not afraid to lose it all

there is no truth he can't defeat
by stomping it with his feet
there is no lie that's so far gone
that he can't embrace and sing its song
lizards in the White House
democrats drink baby blood
the moon's not. real its a laboratory
the earth is as flat as can be

King Kong pounds his mighty chest
Godzilla roars out his fiery breath
but stupid man can top them all
he bellows out his rage to all
cause someone told him this was bad
and someone told him that was worse
he doesn't take the time to think
his eyes are shut so he doesn't blink

don't bother him with truth or facts
things for trivial pursuit
He 's busy saving the world from everything that's not like him

so fight on fight on stupid man
until there is no one left but you
then you can learn to fear yourself
and bring an end to this crazy talk

Mighty stupid man

This is messy and rough, more like a demo -- it was all done in my scratch pad context (FL Studio), but then again the subject is messy and rough.

Take You Down

I can take you down
I can bring you right down put your face down to it
I can wait around ready for you

you are free to change your mind
you are free to leave this life behind
there's an open door but you don't go through it

I try to get away clean but you got me in a hold
you put your fingers in my head and I loose control
how will I ever be satisfied

I can help with the pain for a little while
cause you know it really just ain't my style
to let you feel what I'm doing when I'm doin it

got what I need and I need it
where does it end now
now that I've paid with my freedom

I just want to be free from all the craving of the night
hey yeah will there ever be a time when I feel it

Take You Down

Well, let’s see…. Glad you dropped by because you get to listen to some dobro, on a new, very different version of ‘By The Sea’. https://soundcloud.com/lammbone/living-by-the-sea . When I first penned out the lyrics, there was so much going on thematically. ‘Alligator’ adds some of the original lyrics that were left out first time around as the saga continues. I had melded together experiences from my 67 years of living by cherry picking events and blending them into a singular situation, which would have make for a long song in its totality, that by nature, I shy away from, unless I am jamming. Haha. What does this all mean? First off, as an old man who finds himself reminiscing and daydreaming, there are some cathartic moments to be had in hindsight of one’s life. Looking back momentarily in the rearview is a prudent way to temper the trajectory of one’s life, especially if it has been a rocky road. Another facet of this is a personal extrication from a life one has been living, to find another way more suitable to one’s existence. In other words, the changes we make in our life to survive. There is also some grief and regret, that melt away over time. So maybe several more songs are on the horizon that elaborate on these experiences and what they mean to me. Hope you like this song. Thanks for hanging out, Mark

Smiling Alligator... A Reprise Of 'By The Sea'

Morning Travelers

Evening Mood

ISOLATION
I'm Mad As Hell-COVID-19
Music & Production By Ritchie Vuiti

ISOLATION-I'm Mad As Hell-COVID-19-Music By Ritchie Vuiti

A little song to celebrate all of you (and those to come) who have followed my musical musings; over a thousand now.  Thank you and God bless you.  Benediction is from the Latin meaning "blessing".   A celebrated blessing said daily around the world I now say to you: "May the Lord bless you and keep you, may the Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you.  May the Lord lift his countenance upon you and give you peace".  I am so honored to have Pascal Basso and MoiRa collaborate on this tune giving it a Celtic symphonic splendor:  soundcloud.com/pascal-basso/benediction-v2

Benediction

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.

Benediction

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