this is very nice how it circles around on itself here.  definitely hypnotic :)

Very nice build, great sounds for a spooky theme.

Very complete build up with a solid development!

Great atmosphere. Dramatic yet also restrained. Great guitars in last section.

IfYouPlease

I
I believe 
This world could be much better
If you please

A little bit smarter
A whole lot kinder 
So much better
If you please

Designer chains
Of revolving debt
A World of hurt 
From the top percent
To feed 
The greed 
Of pigs 
At the trough
Getting fat 
On others loss 

I
I believe 
That we can do much better
If you please

I 
I believe 
This world can be much better
For you and me

A little bit smarter
A whole lot kinder 
So  much better
If you please

Designer chains
Of revolving debt
A World of hurt 
From the top percent
To feed 
The greed 
Of pigs 
At the trough
Getting fat 
On others loss 

I
I still believe 
This world could be much better
If you please

And D.E.I.
Is not a crime

I believe
I believe

IfYouPlease

My People Are Impossible

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Dealing The Feeling

Changing Moods & Modes

Vocals: @Oddrun-Eikli 
Trumpet: @Arne-Hiorth
Lyrics: @user-264930040 (Peter)
Piano: Debra Buesking
This piano composition takes its cues from Beethoven's Bagatelle "Für Elise".  It seemed a bit of fun to give Beethoven's famous piece a new twist and so we have.  Thank you to my dear friends Oddrun, Arne, and Peter, for this marvelous and joyful experience of working together.  It brings us all a bit closer together.

An Autumn Pastorale

The year’s getting late, now summer’s sleeping
I contemplate how autumn’s creeping in.
Berries shining for the birds
As they harmonise each others’ words In a chorus like the angels heard.

The year’s getting late, for carefree living

Lazy times, with honest give and take.
Simple joys like baby smiles
And climbing hills to see for miles
The evening star switching on…year’s getting late

The year’s getting late, memories clinging
Better times, that sweet hope’s bringing in
The last of this year’s butterflies
Mother nature’s neat surprise

Can’t those days come back please? … year’s getting late.

Autumn Pastorale | Oddrun E, Arne Hiorth, Peter the Poet, & Debra B

I had these two little blues pieces – in E and C – and an arrangement for When I’m 64, and they seemed to fit, and voila! The whole piece runs for 100 bars, but subtracting the repeated two blues sections the piece adds up to 64 bars. I swear this was an accident!

Credits: When I’m Sixty Four by John Lennon & Paul McCartney, 1967. (McCartney wrote the song.)


Sixty-four Bar Blues

premier essai d'une batterie afrobeat pour ce nouvel ambient

le bal des étoiles

I made this song just to use my new megaphone

Lyrics:

Jimmy Green Beans, center stage of the show
His mustache covered in bits of blow
Coming at you like a B22
Injecting intravenous shit into you, alright

He's a criminal
It's subliminal
Grab the megaphone
He'll take your girl home

Now it's time for him to fuck with your mind
Slipping hits of acid into your wine
Offset the balance of your reality
Traumatic visions trigger PTSD

His face is melting
Nobody's helping
His drug addiction
Causing affliction
Blowing smoke rings
His hands thieving things
Grabbing your girl's ass
He's got an N-word pass

He grins wide as he makes his escape
He'll make your girlfriend's pussy gape
And don't expect to ever see her again
Ready to fuck, and he's got her locked in

His dick is bigger than yours
Turns her into a whore
She wants to fuck him even more
Watch them both walk out the door
He's the cuckholding King
Ejaculates on everything
You'll never recover from this
You're fucking pissed

You Just Got Cucked By Jimmy Green Beans

In time for Halloween, or the End of the World.
Dark, brooding, pondering of the state of things, real and imagined, current, past, or future (political subterfuge through music?)

Track 3 of the songs collected in the Life In Tense collection on Wix: https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons
Art - courtesy of Dan the Man Wigmore -https://www.youtube.com/@cdneh6343

* sample from Orson Wells -Citizen Cane
** the emphasis on the "s" sounds...hints of a snake in the garden?

Lyrics:

Come one day, in a rainy conversation
Come one day, the tether line will snap
Come one moment one cover story blown
Come one truth, one smoking gun exposed

Come one day (x8)

Come one day, one coffee never sipped
Come one day, you're mentally unfit
Come one moment, the lie becomes what's true
Come one truth, there's no good guy to your rescue

Come one day (x2)

Instrumental

Chill Lo-Fi Interlude)

Come one day, there's a slip upon the rocks
Come one day, there's blood poolin' in the docks
Come one moment, a witness hesitates
Come one truth, arrives a moment late...


Come one day, the TV crackled noise
Come one day, politicians lost their voice(s)
Come one moment, we'll all run out of straws
Come one Truth, the Angel brought a chainsaw

The angel has a chainsaw (x2)


Come one day… (x4)

(Lo-Fi Outro)

Wigmore: Music, lyrics, vocals, production
Allen: Lyrics, vocals, bass, guitars

Angel Has A Chainsaw

under the stars

I did this about a year ago -- posting again because I reworked it a bit, and I just really like the tune. The 2nd & 3rd verses were inspired by a fellow SoundCloud member's life events. 

Is it There

one two three four five six seven
all good children go to heaven

is it there
is it right there by your side

while you were sleeping
a summer rain fell through the night
(hear the sound of the falling rain there in the night)
and the taste of bitter dreams became sweeter
with the gentle sound in your mind
(knowing that soon the sun will rise leaving the night behind)

is it there to remind
that everything will be alright

I put down the page knowing there was no turning back
I watched her breathing in the sacred arc of life
I wandered alone in a hallway lit by an exit light

so much time when you were young
didn't feel the pendulum
now the saturnine faces of the ones we love
you wonder why

if I could have anything that I could keep safe and never undone
I would hold you in this fragile moment in the september sun
it means everything to have you near me





Is it There

Resonance - Dissonance
..Monochrome - Color
. .Smooth - Distorted
. . . . . .Eye - Eye

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