Une belle chevauchée à travers les plaines de l'espoir.

Very dramatic with a great chord progression. Like it!

Excellent and pretty dramatic composition. Nice and joyful listening.

Jim from Keystone Studios and Skeleton Key here.  You are rocking this brother!  Just saw your post on FB and wanted to give you a shout out!  Let me know when you are ready to collab again.  Would be honored to put some guitar talk in another one of your tunes.  Rock on, Brother!

TRULY LOVED THIS!! I felt like I was in an adventure book, in the middle of a jungle! It made me imagine things :3 [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

This is got that series feel, pretty nice.

That is a super-powerful piece.  Well done!

(un)World Days

Figure

Dystopian transhumanism.

http://www.droned.eu/ art by Waclaw Traier

Death of Ages

Plasma Fields

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Photo by Sinitta Leunen: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-in-water-13446844/

Ma Petite Chérie

Praise the Lord

Praise the Lord   (KRT Production)

Guitar hero drive...  Yamaha RGX, Spark, UR22, Nuendo 12.

Elgija2

THE HUNT 

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Warpath
Warpath

Do you believe in peace?
They trick you into unfair treaties
Don't you try to hide and run?
Sneak at them and get the gun
and shoot

Silhouettes at the horizon
Men on mustangs, blood red sun
They come and try but we will prove
Crush your peace pipes, everyone
Everyone
Crush your peace pipes, everyone

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on 
The hunt is on
(Now it's time for tomahawk)


Pale face speaking with split toungue
selling marbles and firewater
Slaughtering our buffaloes
now we steal and sell your daughter

Don't you bring me peace and freedom
now get out my tipi door
Take your cattle, take your bible
Take your smallpox, this means war 
This means war
This means war

The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on



(Death bells taken from the Neckargerach's Michaelskirche)

The Hunt

As the crocuses rise from the ground.
The boots of the wise man still tramping them down.
As the world makes its slow turn around.
An infinite circle just spinning to ground.
Don't be sad that you live by the ocean,
stone throw to the sea. 
Whilst your bodies in infinite motion, 
but how can that be? 

First things first comes the test, got to prove you're the best, just hitch up on your horse and lets go.
'Cause the meltwater flows where the crocuses grow, 'tween the rocks and the stones that don't know. 
That the river has taken its toll.
That the winter is set to move on.
That the boulders that it set to roll.
Will return to the place they belong.

As the crocuses rise in the spring.
The world in a state of bewildered mourning. 
Though most made it through to this dawn.
There is bare earth where once stood a ripe field of corn. 
There's a chill that comes with your devotion, 
an obvious fee.
Like the wind crossing over the ocean,
just naturally.

Crocus

The Moon

Drama - Karma - Boomerang

The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

Lifelong musician. All of my time now is spent composing, creating, arranging , producing from multiple genres and its a glorious sort of madness and is not showing any signs at all of slowing down.Hope to be exposed , discovered, and to be allowed , by the graces of all of you , to brighten your lives , the way mine was saved . and elevated by an ability that i have not fully unleashed to its full potential ...hope to tho , for all of you...soon. -Dave.

Drama - Karma - Boomerang

David R Sparks

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