Beautiful, uplifting piece of music openly mixed and mastered. Great crafted piece my friend!

Your back catalog is great, too!!! I’ve posted a new track: it’s dedicated to burning Ukraine !!! This war is a big shame for all us !!! Your opinion is always very important to me, my dear friend 😊

Pinky Dub ft Lioness Pinky 🇯🇲

Impressions from an imagined nocturnal antarctic landscape. Is it a summer or a winter night?

Nights in white antartic

Nights In White Antarctic

Lyrics by Tony Harris that inspired Glen are listed below.
Vocals, Instruments, Music & Mix by Glenny G's "One Man Band"

WE'VE ALL SEEN OLD BARNS
ON COUNTRY ROADS
THAT NEED PROPPIN' UP
ON THE LEANIN' SIDE

WHEN LIFE GETS IN OUR WAY
AND WE'RE ON A DOWN HILL SLIDE
WE NEED PROPPIN' UP
ON THE LEANIN' SIDE

(CHORUS)
LORD, PROP US UP ON THE LEANIN' SIDE  
WHEN EVERYTHINGS GOIN' WRONG
PROP US UP ON THE LEANIN' SIDE  
WHEN WORRIED ABOUT THE UNKNOWN
PROP US UP ON THE LEANIN' SIDE  
WHEN WE'RE FEELIN' ALL ALONE

WE ALL HAVE GOOD DAYS 
WHEN EVERYTHINGS GOIN' RIGHT
WE ALL HAVE BAD DAYS
WHEN EVERYTHINGS GOIN' WRONG

WE ALL HAVE GOOD TIMES
WHEN WE'RE FEELIN' GOOD
WE ALL HAVE BAD TIMES
WHEN WE'RE FEELIN' SAD

(REPEAT CHORUS)


2023 © Lyrics by Tony Harris

Prop Us Up On The Leaning Side - Collaboration by Tony Harris & Glenny G's "One Man Band" - Original

Acid Note

the static "swoosh" sound is a processed vinyl sample of a chime rake. kinda fun. 

C-27-EXT-FRZN-UFO

Wrong Spell For Crimson Divinations My Dear Runny Angel Eye

Robert E. Howard, the creator of Conan, Kull, Solomon Kane and other such characters is one of the founders of the Sword and Sorcery genre, the cornerstone of fantasy and had a short but incredibly intense life in terms of creative. In addition to his many short stories, he tried his hand more than once at writing poetry, most often dark and abupte like the rest of his texts. Cimmeria, the imaginary land that will become Conan's homeland, is first and foremost an evocation of the harsh landscape of the Cross Plains where the author has lived most of his life. 
The version with the text read by Cosmic Keanu can be heard here:
https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu/cimmeria-omelette-of-mars-cosmic-keanu-1

Cimmeria (Instrumental version, Remastered)

Based on Jimmie Rodgers performance/version - written by Hoffman/Manning/Markwell - Cover

Secretly - Jimmie Rodgers’ version - Cover

Sax ensemble, sax solo and mastering, Mario Sboarina https://soundcloud.com/rosmarinobaia 
Sonopoetry (stream of consciousness technique) and mixing, Ilaria Boffa
pic, Euganean Hills, June 2023, IB

Elegy
The river is no longer that river
the landscape not that landscape
you used to skirt and redraw.

I see you crossing soybean fields 
dauntless and determined like an African woman 
balancing a basket on her head.

I wish I could plunge my fingers
into your fur dense and wavier 
and pretend I hadn’t counted your vertebrae. 

Cracks smash the meadow, unsteady 
the narrow access to the bight, boots tag along 
tearing off lianas behind you.

The damp of splashes in the swoosh and chirp
of countless plants and flights
over four thousand four hundred eighty-six days.

Pervasive your gaze on things
the way you located yourself in space
never arbitrary.

Head held down to meet mine
wilderness and wild thistles’ scent
bora.

When dismay floods in, sudden
a pang of loneliness sucks up the void
crushing it in the throat tightened 

as if by rope.
Thus you unveiled surrender and
what has been will not be.

Elegia
Il fiume non è più quel fiume 
il paesaggio non più quel paesaggio
che eri solita costeggiare e ridisegnare. 

Ti vedo attraversare i campi di soia
impavida e determinata come una donna africana
la cesta sul capo.

Vorrei poter affondare le mie dita
nel tuo pelo spesso e ondulato
e fingere di non aver contato le vertebre.

Crepe spaccano il terreno, instabile 
lo stretto accesso all’ansa, gli stivali inseguono 
strappano liane dietro di voi.

Umido di schizzi nel fruscio e cinguettio
di innumerevoli piante e voli
in quattromilaquattrocentoottantasei giorni.

Pervasivo il tuo sguardo sulle cose 
il modo di posizionarti nello spazio
mai casuale.

La testa abbassata a incontrare la mia 
odore di landa e cardi selvatici
bora.

Quando assale improvviso lo sgomento 
una fitta di solitudine risucchia il vuoto
e lo preme nella gola costretta 

come da corda.
Così hai rivelato la resa e
ciò che è stato non sarà.

Elegy/Elegia (Mario Sboarina & Ilaria Boffa)

recorded by TexMex shaman and One Blind Mouse in late Dec 2020

check out STONERJAZZ's handiwork here
https://soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/shrooms-1

Shrooms

Glory to JAH. 🙏🕊Peace and love. 🕊 Tracks are available on Bandcamp £1 https://www.paypal.me/DavidSpencer1968   https:davidkaspencer.bandcamp.com/follow_me 🕊 www.facebook.com/profile. New single (lazeedogrecordlabel) Oppression. Feat: Entheogenic Psychonaught, is out now on all platforms. https://open.spotify.com/track/1kZ2VYIjxlqrZIXROo1WMa?si=70500f3012e642d2 https://open.spotify.com/artist/6jF1KPlxhinrFPfCeSPnDP?si=ShdYP6DDT2qim85amL8jJ. Golden Reflector, out now.

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