Precioso contexto con la explicacion y maravilloso track, me encanta este track

Es realmente muy bonito. Una pieza preciosa. 👍

esta claro que tienes un don con este estilo!!  que lindo es  y gracias por ofrecer la leyenda y moral (ofrece los petalos donde pueden ser corespondidos)

Hay una leyenda guaraní que cuenta el nacimiento de la flor del Irupé. Según narra, Irupé era una joven muy bella, que amaba a la luna y la veía como un muchacho hermoso. Trepaba a los árboles para extender sus brazos lo más alto que estuviera a su alcance y de esa manera tratar de abrazar a su amor imposible. También subía a montañas y peñascos, todo lo que hiciera falta para conquistarlo. Como nunca llegaba, la joven guaraní enloquecía lentamente.
Una noche, Irupé vio su imagen reflejada en el río y notó que detrás de ella, pero muy cerca, estaba la luna. Se tiró al agua para poder, por fin, tener a su ser amado en los brazos. Se hundió y las corrientes se la llevaron. Nunca más regresó. Tupá, el dios del bien para los guaraníes, se compadeció de ella y la convirtió en una planta con forma de luna, enorme y majestuosa, que siempre mira hacia el cielo, conectándose con su amor ideal. De noche, cuando lo tiene al alcance, guarda sus flores, pero de día, cuando no puede verlo, las despliega para lograr que, al caer la tarde, su amor vuelva por ella, encandilado por su belleza.


Musica Original 2021 - Pichy Sotomayor

Irupé

Bringing Back some track made with Traxx, few years Back. 
Sounds Okay, I  thought you may enjoy it :)

Music Mix & Featuring by Traxx
Vocals & Lyrics : Special Cecilia

WAY OKAY

Still not sure if green is green or life is one giant green screen?
Please check out the completely not relevant irrelevant video :)

https://youtu.be/LLnsf4QqFZo

Is this green?

Sometimes, Somethings, Somehow - Harmful if Followed with Carkiss and Dorian Elsewhere

This song started as a jam session between me and Nahlej creating a nu metal sound by mixing hip hop, alternative with metal. Simon added further guitar licks and a solo. Our working title "Heavy Jam" inspired StevieJ to rap lyrics about drug abuse due to low self esteem and mental health issues. All thoughts running through the narrator's mind mind created a sticky heavy jam. Instead of tackling the issues, he prefers to numb the pain with meds and weed. This doesn't solve any problems, so better not try! 
Starting with a guitar theme, I could never have guessed the heaviness of the instrumental and lyrics both. Thanks for your collab, I am very pleased with the result!

The artwork has been generated with DALL E 2, but I invested some work cleaning it up and adding details with a graphics tablet.

Nahlej: composition, guitar, bass, drum programming
Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, drum programming, production
Simon Ashby: guitar, solo
StevieJ: lyrics, vocals

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://soundcloud.com/nahlejmusic
https://soundcloud.com/sdashby
https://soundcloud.com/user-586564289

==== LYRICS ====

I'm not ready for the world today
Already going through hell today
So anyone who tries to talk to me
They'll be hell to pay

I got a mental list of all the shit 
I'm dealing with
I know I'm not the only one 
who'll be feeling this nah

I don't need politics 
adding to the stress
Finished school time ago
so why another test

Trying to focus on me just being the best 
but I can't 
when there's so much
shit running through my head

Numbing meds so I don't feel the pain
Even little miss sunshine 
couldn't stop the rain

Ain’t lifting the finger, nah
Not today, so get away from me
seems you got a lot to say
and I forgot to say

I'm staying in one place 
all it takes 
is one look at my face

I'm not playing,
There’s nothing you can do
to change that
So just stay back

and accept that that's who I am
Staying in bed with a head like
Like heavy jam

Yeah, heavy jam
I’m in bed with a head like
Like heavy jam

The doctor's prescription 
just ain't enough for me
I need some king size Rizla
and some Godfather OG

Yeah, now I can say that my life
is so sweet
Just one thing missing,
that one thing's me

I'm existing 
but I'm not living
I'm resisting 
cause I'm not giving

Anything away 
about the state of my brain 
I'm just saying 
you can't take it away

Like all good artists
I'll just harness the pain
and create a set of lyrics
that make people say
Man, I feel the same way

I'm sure I'll smoke my way through this
Always the optimist, 
advice from the doctor is 
at some point you're gonna
have to put a stop to this

Will I listen? 
Nah that's not who I am
It's just another day in bed
with a head like heavy jam

Heavy Jam
Heavy Jam
I’m in bed with a head like
In bed with a head like
Heavy jam

I'm not ready for the world today
Already going through hell today
I'm not ready for the world today
Already going through hell today

So anyone who tries to talk to me
They'll be hell to pay

Heavy Jam

Heavy Jam (with Nahlej, Simon Ashby and StevieJ)

After a gorgeous Easter long weekend here, my thoughts have turned to summer. Not quite there yet, but enough warmth to think of gardens, colour and...the arrival of ominous smog and haze of urban centers. I relocated from the urban sprawl of what we called "The Big Smoke" of the Toronto area.  I think, the threat of air pollution, especially in the sweltering heat of summer, always makes me mindful of the thin line and tipping point (1.5 degrees C) of global warming. The summer of 2023 left much of North America reeling from the haze of smoke from hundreds of wildfires in Canada's north.Wearing masks to protect, not from Covid, from PM (particulate Matter of 2.5 in Ontario! Toronto was the worst for particulate matter in the world in June 2023)
Available for free ($0.00)download - track 10 on the Wigmore Allen Gibbons album - Nothing Special (Left Behind)  - found here : https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons

Haze
    I love the haze of summer … ah
    1) Short path to the shore
    Secret place, we’ve been before
    A little piece of heaven no one knows
    Quiet time for you and me
    On the beach near to the sea
    A little piece of heaven no one knows
    Ooh – ah…This where the buck stops (x4)
    EVERYBODY’S DREAMING…OF MORE SUNNY DAYS
    BUT CAN’T YOU SEE WE’RE STEAMING …IN THE HAZE?
    2) How long can it last
    Relegated to the past
    Something once forgotten never found
    Just take a little care
    I want to feel it’s always there
    Something once forgotten never found
    Ooh – ah    (x12) 
    (INST)  
    (CHORUS)
    3) Warm days, running dry
    Changing times, a leaden sky
    Is there a piece of heaven no one knows?
    Radiation, in the sand       
    A lasting legend, to our land     
    Is there a piece of heaven no one knows?
    Ha…ya…ya…ze!  (x3)
    (CHORUS)
    I loved the haze of summer …

Wigmore: percussion, synths, production
Allen:       lyrics, vocals, bass, guitars
Gibbons: lyrics, lead vocals
(HRH:       additional lyrics)

Nothing Special

Summer Haze

Seagull magically touches with symphonic splendor Peter's erudite songwriting, singing, and playing, but still remains deeply personal as Father Time is personified.
Lyrics:
Did you commence, at once, or have you always ever been
And will your pounding heartbeat ever cease?
Are you a sense, or force, or something other in between?
Simply ticking down to each and every last release?
Is your pulse rate constant in this exponential universe?
Or does my biology speed the tempo of your rhyme?
Why are the lifespans of your subjects so potentially diverse?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

Is your mission merely measure, or are you yourself the cause
Of evolution and decay of matter's elementary doom?
Are you the seemly pressure on the future's pending pause
Ethereally benign or other natural force subsume?
Can you shift like rays in prisms, temporal rainbows to behold
Are you the cause of age or do you simply count it's lines
Is your rounded face imprisoned in a cell numbered twelvefold
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

At terminal expansion of our present universe
For its destined re-contraction to begin
Will your hands slow to a halt then slip into reverse
Or count us down in forward time back to our origin?
Will the ultimate compaction trigger seasonal adjust
Predicate upon your base the final great rewind?
Then will you recommence or revert back to gently ticking dust?
Do you hear me cry your name, Old Father Time?

Old Father Time (Peter, Seagull, Dan-t)

Image: pixabay.com (CC0 Creative Commons)

White Raven (Follow the white raven and go through the enchanted door)

Recorded a little acoustic into my phone lofi and had great fun blending some orchestration for my wonderful older sister , clan chief and lionhearted ,

Irupé

Delirata 1983

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