Bless the Lord, Oh my soul, Psalms 104 performed by Yamma ensemble, Israel.
אנסמבל יאמה, ברכי נפשי את ה', תהלים ק"ד

Sefi Asfuri - strings instruments
Yonnie Dror - wind instruments 
Aviad Ben Yehuda - percussion
Avri Borochov - double bass and arrangement
Evgeny Krolik - sound technician

ספי עספורי - כלי מיתר
יוני דרור - כלי נשיפה
אביעד בן יהודה - כלי הקשה
 אברי בורוכוב -- קונטרבס ועיבוד
יבגני קרוליק - סאונד


ברכי נפשי את ה' - תהלים ק"ד | Bless the lord, Oh my soul

Recorded with a Takamine acoustic guitar (Edward) and a laptop in my little basement studio...............

A few months ago I came across an acoustic musician named Jon Gomm playing his song 'Passion Flower'. What this gentleman could do with a guitar was simply amazing!
Check it out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nY7GnAq6Znw
His use of the instrument in unconventional ways to produce music inspired me to really start from scratch, practicing every way I could think of to produce sound from the guitar.
The most challenging part has been adding in percussive beats while playing and learning to play up and down the neck overhand while all the fingerings are backward.............This is my first stab at pulling together everything I have been playing with for the past month into a song. Hope you like it ;-)

"In The End"

Why do we wait to say
What we want to say
Would it really matter anyway
Why do we wait to see 
Who we want to see
Are we really that busy anyway

In the end
What we were fighting for
Won't matter anymore
In the end
What will become of us
Just a pile of dust
In the end
Back where we all begin
All alone again
In the end

Why do we wait to be 
What we want to be
Would it really matter anyway
Why do we wait to go
Where we want to go
Are we really that busy anyway

In the end
What we were fighting for
Won't matter anymore
In the end
What will become of us
Just a pile of dust
In the end
Back where we all begin
All alone again
In the end


In The End

words and music by seth
Spring of 2015
music video: https://youtu.be/B4IkvNqwoDg

May you carry through
the depths of your days
in God's grace
through all the love and hate

And know whatever you may endure
you're not alone
you're never alone

'Cause you're a miracle
A blessing from above
The most precious gem of all

Yes you're a miracle
The most precious gem of all
Forever cherished and loved

Miracle

- Sail's need to be blown -

You have shown that the sail's need to be blown,
things don't get moving all by their own,
You've got to start the motion by showing some emotion,

Some have sailed on stormy weather to,
learn from their faults to help you get on through,
live with no fear of what might happen next,
there's not many things, thats there that can't be fixed,

You've got to start the motion by showing some emotion as you go,
wisdom is understanding what you know and
showing some emotion as you go,

You have shown that the sail's need to be blown,
things don't get moving all by their own,
you have shown that the sail's need to be blown,
things don't get moving all by their own,
and showing some emotion as you go.



Sail's need to be blown

I was gonna call this the finale but will play it by ear!! Found this cool track to play along with and used a tele with one take!! Some mistakes but there were parts I liked soo kept it!! Hope you enjoy!! ;) Cheer's!!! 
https://soundcloud.com/roger-b-train/sets/just-a-mood-playlist

Just A Mood(8)

For more tracks with an eastern ethnic fusion vibe, please check out the full "Jasmine" album here:
soundcloud.com/pianissimo/sets/jasmine
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Track Notes
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A nice little foray into the east. My sincere thanks for listening! (Please use headphones)

Shadow Dancer

Aceituna

I took a pill in Ibiza

Who?
Who?
Who?

I once closed my blinds,
but they were open all the time for a friend mine,
that's how I got open,

you're closing them too,
but I'm willing to be that good friend to you,
and help you get open,

all 11 directions,
grow beyond yourself,
where in bliss each breath is birthed,
tithing of insurrection,
10% of nowhere,
no more to tax the earth,

so open the blinds,
and SING,
sing me the signs,
sun and air,
and the beauty in there,
...It's faithful to me!

if redemption's open to me,
it's a universality,
light and love and the beauty above,
...its faithful to you!

Who?
Who?

I once heard the sound,
of your being being both a verb and a noun,
so why aren't you becoming?
cause you ill-human-hate,
endarkening yourself to a slavery state,
that'll I break just by strumming,

imprisoned by thought forms,
override your program,
no more a human race,
we'll get there together,
no more "yes sir...no ma'am",
we'll walk an even pace,

so open the blinds,
and SING,
sing me the signs,
sun and air,
 and the beauty in there,
...It's faithful to me!

if redemption's open to me,
it's a universality,
light and love and the beauty above,
...its faithful to you!


Messiah U

didn't I wait up?
I thought I'd find you there...
but tied into the tide,
a man must sharpen his stare,
so must I drown to lay me down,
upon these shores of yours?

the tide speaks through me, a lunar pull,
the water's angry,the moon is full,
jealous of my star,it steals light,
thy corpse maiden of the night,

you who cannot conceive:
Satyr decieved,
you don't have to believe...

...You'll be-leaving anyways...

I saw your dead planet,
shriven, a frozen husk,
The Ashtaroth riven,
through a mongering dusk,
dead ended they descended,
to feed on the greed,
of this rite of fall,

they who can only bereave,
Satyrs decieved,
don't have to believe...They'll be-Leaving anyways,

seed of the Stars in your chest,
even the cursed shall be blessed,
let the sunshine be your crown,
though the night strike you down...

you just think with your heart,
and see with your mind,
and say what you are!
say what you are!

you will if you will!

those breathing only for change,
so teething lonely and strange,
those breathing only for change!
for CHANGE!
for CHANGE!

Weapon Of Mass Creation

There's a devil down the hall of the memories of before
I love you living your life but I love you living here much more

We're done it's history 
Tell me girl when you grow up what monster you'll be 
Oh all these tendencies will grow and haunt you endlessly 

Raindrops through the holes of this weak roof 
Left from when you couldn't tell the truth 
And the rest of my life
Will lead to a time
I'll forget about you

We're done it's history 
Tell me girl when you grow up what monster you'll be 
Oh all these tendencies will grow and haunt you endlessly 


The Monster You'll Be

We have both kinds of music - country AND western!

Miracle

Seth Kopitowsky 2