English

The human brain is a very advanced part of all of us, but at the same time very unspecific and fluctuating in its functions. What I mean is that although it mostly works concretely, rationally and logically based on insights, experience and level of knowledge of the individual, it sometimes becomes very illogical and causes us to get stuck in irrational, abstract and absurd thoughts and behavior.

Every individual has their own inner circles of thoughts, feelings, memories, hopes, desires, morality, ethics and an intend to .... etc. But something in our society and the world we live in makes more and more people, and unfortunately also more and more young people, lose their footing, and lose their way in the safe inner circles, so much so that they commit terrible acts against others, both humans and animals and our nature and sometimes also against themselves........Hmmmm.

Every day I see how hundreds, even thousands of children around the world are being abused, starved, kidnapped for indoctrination, and indiscriminately deprived of their lives. Those who are the only real capital we have for a future for humanity......

I see it because I and far too many in the "large gray mass" of the world's people allow it to happen. We swear and curse, clench our fists in our trouser pockets, but preferably in private, without spectators. Or we turn a deaf ear, turn our backs and pretend nothing is happening, because we have sooo much own "important" things to do that we don't have time to get involved in everything else on earth........even if it's the most important thing to stand up for in our lifetime.....Hmmm

And this when we could all do so much each, to make it clear to our surroundings, our leaders and governments, our neighbors and friends, and even to our enemies that we no longer accept this. We simply refuse to participate in these absurd and inhumane actions.

But that doesn't help.... it can't be done.... you can't do it that way......
Well, I actually think it can be done........

Every little stream of water, and then every drop counts, they eventually form a very big river, and what can a very, very big and very, very strong river achieve...........

Maybe this little old movie on YouTube can show you, an example of,  that we can all actually do something....each one of us....just by opening our mouth and shout......... ;) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwMVMbmQBug

We hope you have a pleasant listening to these musical paintings of thoughts and ponderings ;)

A big and very warm thank you, my friends, David & Peter, for another couple of months of wonderful collaboration, conversations, laughter and anecdotes and your superb musical sense. ;)

The inner circle - David, Peter & Seagull

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Best of SoundCloud September 2025

Daily Drops

Long Story

History's ours.

[Verse 1]
Who are these old white men, their knuckles stiff with fear,
Scowling under grey beards, their voices harsh and unclear?
And who are these women of a certain age, drawing lines in dust,
Vengeful tongues wagging, throwing granite words they trust?

Across a cold green island in a rough, stormy sea,
I stand with skin of midnight, but this land sings back to me.
They say “Red for courage, green for this land,” carved in old oak doors,
“Gold from the sweat and tears of our long-lost ancestors.”

[Pre-Chorus]
If the soil holds my footprints since I toddled on its floor,
Then I am woven in its tapestry, born right at its core.
No matter who scowls at the edges, we’re rooted here as trees,
And all who share this birthplace own these rolling fields and seas.

[Chorus] (Sing-along)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Verse 2]
A boy steps out on cobblestones, eyes bright against the gloom,
A girl hums old lullabies that cut through the crowd’s perfume.
They meet beside a market stall, both hungry for something new,
Among the cries of hawkers’ throats, they find their point of view.

He whispers, “They try to own the narrative like a hymn of old,
But we can tune new verses, let fresh harmonies unfold.”
She laughs and tucks a wildflower behind his anxious ear,
They speak of winds of change that blow beyond today’s frontier.

[Pre-Chorus]
The old guard shouts their slogans, yet echoes fade in time,
The drum beats now in younger hands, forging a stronger rhyme.
If you were born beneath these skies, this patch of ancient clay,
Then throw your voice into the chorus, let your truth hold sway.

[Chorus] (Sing-along)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Bridge]
Against the tide of populists who sneer with weathered jaws,
The boy and girl lock arms and hearts, transcending petty laws.
Their laughter cracks like thunder, their songs bend rigid steel,
They paint tomorrow’s murals on this land’s old spinning wheel.

[Verse 3]
In fields of ancient barley, they teach their children’s eyes,
To see beyond grey faces, to question old disguise.
The wind hums: red for courage, green for earth so fair and clean,
Gold from every drop of sweat that shaped what’s rarely seen.

As twilight falls, they sing again, beneath a gentle light,
Their voices joined with others who refuse to lose this fight.
For if you are born here, then this land is always yours,
No gate nor fist can pry you from its moss and silent moors.

[Chorus] (Sing-along)
Take me home, let the foggy lanes unfold,
History’s ours to rewrite, refusing to be sold.
This is my country, and I will not turn away,
We are the people, together we’ll have our say.

[Outro]
The old white men fall silent, the bitter women fade,
Our stories bloom in sunrise, from seeds of truth we’ve laid.
And in the hush of morning dew, this promise echoes clear:
We belong to these shores, and we rise free from fear.

Rooted

ため息シークレット  slow version

Au café      (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/w2khMpQoAHc


Texte     :  Yves Marilier
Chant     :  Muette
Musique :  Alain Illos

Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où nous étions chez nous.
Un café comme on l'aime.
C'est jour anniversaire
de la première fois,
mais tu es à la guerre
et tu ne viendras pas.

J'ai commandé un verre
comm' si tu étais là ;
peut être, je l'espère,
le vin te remplacera.
Tu veux m’écrire une lettre,
je suis venue pour ça,
s'il l’vin tourne la tête,
je crois qu'il m'aidera.

Pour essuyer le fard
qui coule de mes yeux,
je me sers du buvard,
mais je n'y vois pas mieux.
Tu n’as pas écrit une
seule ligne, tu vois,
vu que le porte-plume
se refuse à mes doigts.

J'ai bien peur que la page
ne reste toute blanche
autant que ton visage
qui pleure sur tes manches.
Mais il faut qu'elle s'en aille
te dire tout là-bas
que j'ai le cœur en bataille,
prêt à mourir pour toi. 

Ici, dans notre café
où j'ai vidé mon verre,

l'alcool fait son effet,
elle est finie la guerre
et ma lettre s'envole
pleine de mots d'amour
te dire ma joie folle.
Je rêve à ton retour.
 
Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où je suis un peu soûle ;
Dépêche-toi, je t'aime !
Et fais-moi oublier
mes frissons et ma peine,
car je n'ai pas pensé
à mettre une petite laine.
Il faut que tu reviennes.

At Café 

Our appointment was
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where we felt right at home.
A café just the way we like it.
It's the anniversary
of the first time,
but you're at war
and won't be coming.

I've ordered a glass
as if you were here;
maybe, I hope,
the wine will replace you.
You want to write me a letter,
that's why I came,
if l'vin turns his head,
I think he'll help me.

To wipe the blush
from my eyes,
I use the blotting paper,
but I can't see any better.
You haven't written a single
line, you see,
since the
penholder refuses to accept my fingers.

I'm afraid the page
will remain as blank
as your face
weeping on your sleeves.
But it's got to go
tell you all the way over there
that my heart's in knots,
ready to die for you.

Here, in our café
where I've emptied my glass,

the alcohol takes its toll,
the war's over
and my letter flies off
full of words of love
telling you of my mad joy.
I dream of your return.
 
We had an appointment
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where I'm a little drunk;
Hurry up, I love you!
And make me forget
my shivers and my pain,
because I didn't think
of putting on a little wool.
You've got to come back.

Au café avec Muette

The only bomb that should be acceptable to mankind.

"Sex Bomb" is a song by Welsh singer Tom Jones (you probably waited for this ;)). Performed in collaboration with German DJ and producer Mousse T., it was released in November 1999 on Jones' 34th album "Reload".

Guitar by my son Gideon.
We hope you'll enjoy the show.



Sex Bomb (Tom Jones / Mousse T. - Giddy & Rob Jam)

Yecidera Ondiver

Basic track by Paploviante: E-Bass, Music, Composing, Arrangement, Mix and Mastering 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/turn-of-time-open-collab-offer
joerxworx: alto saxophone, final mix & mastering

Turn of Time by Paploviante // sax remix

My thought is that we all have an inner being that lives with us. Our own inner circle. Call it the soul, the consciousness or whatever you want. Probably it learns through our upbringing and education how to help us and maybe it is there to guide us when we face difficult questions or situations in life.
No, that idea has nothing to do with religion for me. I do not believe in any god or denomination. I just think that is how our mind and brain usually work, for better or worse......

Unfortunately, it seems that far too many of humanity are losing touch with this being, and instead are carried away by the increasingly absurd thoughts and ideas that certain people and groups of followers, with the force of insistent repetition, shout out to the world.......Hmmmm

Insults to people, falsified history, empty promises, violence, persecution, war and torture and disgusting behavior both verbally and physically. An endless flood of black sticky smelly filth of violence-promoting culture, that is poisoning more and more of our world, and people's minds, and causes them, maybe sometimes even against their will, to participate in increasingly absurdly disturbed and violent activities.....

Isn't it time we all helped put a stop to this......or? I am mad as hell, and I will not take this anymore.....but is there hope for the children.....for all of us..... and a positive future........and what should we rely on and believe in........Hmmmm

Magic guitars left & right - David D; https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix, Production & track image - Seagull; @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice - Clara Sorace

Deep Inside

When your broken moral compass assaults his eternal soul
When folk apportion token fault upon what little faith I hold
When humanity has knifed itself, and hope bleeds from infernal holes
When night's arrival, day concedes, its warmth displaced by bitter Cold

When evolution's vanities lie buried deep in fossil earth
When pagan rite insanities, render cheap, their measly worth
When any good God's lessons die 'neath cloven crackled mirth
When children' hearts bear tender fear from the very instance of their birth

When the simplest of kindnesses stands blatantly denied
When respect for fellow mortal lands gutter-bound, cast aside
When the spyglass is inverted to inspect what’s deep inside
When the court of civil fortitude finds us guilty as described

When the very least of all is but the best that can be done 
When portends toss and nightmares turn, and grace is on the run
When you, my friend must burn your shame, face the shadows of our sun
Then all is lost, accept the blame, for hell on earth has just begun.

Deep inside - David, Peter & Seagull

Attempt on this inspirational track: https://soundcloud.com/petrus-major/kalia-beach-personal
I just added keyboard and tenorsax, each in on go.
I recommend listening to the Original, which is perfect !
The image is simply showing the Dead Sea ... not Kalia Beach !

Kalia Beach by Petrus Major // Keys Sax remix

create human time 4 bar loop with bodhrán / bongo and guiro for the DAW version
50bpm 6/4 I think
it's setup for strings this and that would allow guitar line as is as in it wouldn't need to get fancier

The Love Beside You

Look around
They're right beside you
Love doesn't change
It's forever new
It's found online when local fear deludes
Love, be beside us,
Cue breath merge deluge

Love is strong
It 'need not presence
It's miracle maker
Magic cosmic essence
'The love beside you faces contempt
Judgement of two
You and Me
Too much is meant

See, love is meaning with no explanation
Unconditional first to station
Spacial glow as Earth shines brighter
Heaven alive births peaceful mightier

Love is for now to make forever
It stays as love in accepting clever
Conscious of the mirrored being
Beside you, don't reflect that mean

Mean 'aint me
Mean 'aint you
Tilt away from scenes that don't ring true
Proof of love is just a feeling
Let's beautify Earth's eyes with beaming

Shining out to the other life
Look, Us humans do it right
We love their cells and not their look
We love existence framed how all eyes hook

Look around you
They're right there
Love doesn't change
Love is the forever prayer
It's found online when local fear deludes
Love beside us cue breath merge deluge
Our love is beside us
Our love is beside us

The Love Beside You (Demo)

Mark says - 
In the 5 years I have been working with Rod, I have been encouraged to reach as far as my experience allows me to, with complete support at all times. So far we have completed 11 songs and have experimented with several others that made for a great learning curve for me, with several more at other stages of development... Watch this space, however as we are methodical and patient, therefore it may take some time to get them off the ground.

The subject matter of this song may be based on a different scenario but it is also a token of my gratitude to my inspirational collaborator and friend Rod, who has given me much confidence to rise to the ambition of his musical creativity and meticulous arrangements. Thank you all for giving this song your time.

Rod says - 
This song was conceived a long time ago to be sung in Spanish, but Mark did a magnificent adaptation with his English lyrics, and the meaning is 100% faithful to the original spirit, even though he hadn't heard the original song in Spanish. Technically, there are three voices together, consolidating a multi-vocal performance. The synth sounds emulate my old analog and FM synths, and the guitars were routed through an old console to achieve the vintage sound I was looking for.

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix - @rplanes
Me - Vocals and lyrics
Image by Douglas Corrance

Thank You (Rodolfo Planes/Mark J Bennett)

I would like to tell you just how grateful I am,
And also how important you’ve been here in my life.
I know I don’t need to draw you a diagram,
Thank you for being there all this time as my wife.
I have to tell you just how good you’ve been for me,
And I hope that I have also been there for you,
When you needed me through all this trouble and strife.
 
No need to show me all of your gratitude,
I already know how much you show that you care,
When you were prepared to move to my latitude,
Then I was convinced I was ready to share,
My life with you whatever it threw at the both of us.
I know that it’s true, no matter what you care to say.
I’ll always need to express all of my thanks to you 
This will always be true on that I swear.
 
I would like to tell you just how grateful I am,
And also how important you’ve been in, in my life.
I have to tell you just how good you’ve been for me,
And I hope that I have also been there for you,
When you needed me through all this trouble and strife.
Then I was sure that I was ready to share,
My whole life with you, whatever that meant for the both of us.
I know that it’s true, whatever you say.

This song on Continental Collision's own cloud - https://soundcloud.com/user-517923604/thank-you

Also available on Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/5pfvPjop9XCJPrVL9a60U0

Thank You - Continental Collision (Rodolfo Planes & Mark J Bennett) on Spotify

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Drown

Hello everyone,
This is the first of three songs we will present during the first part of the autumn. We wish you a pleasant listening, and maybe they will arouse a thought or two. ;)

Are your pursuits in life leading you to find, maybe only when you are old enough, that you just been running around in circles? That you have repeated your mistakes and assumptions over and over again, without gaining insight and understanding, and learning from them...... and perhaps you even recognize mistakes that your parents made, that you promised yourself you would never make......then you are probably not alone.......

Maybe we are all just echoes of the past, who just running around in a inner world of circles, in a lost touch with real reality, and our perhaps shrinking belief in something more important and more valuable and rewarding than the nonsense and lies of politicians and other jawbones that just chatter without thought..... 
And yet, without thinking, we follow these so-called leaders who shouts the loudest, promises the most, are most visible...... and undoubtedly in most cases behaves like the narcissistic and self-absorbed king in the fairy tale "The Emperor's New Clothes" by HC Andersen........

Does this make us angry....or just resigned......or what?..............Hmmmmmm

Magic guitars left & right; David Dunham; https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; https://soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, Mix & Production, Track image - Seagull; @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice - Clara Sorace

And by the way, there will finally be three songs in this coming playlist that reflect this theme, when everything is ready. We hope you have a pleasant listening to these musical paintings of thoughts and ponderings ;)

A big and very warm thank you, my friends, David & Peter, for another couple of months of wonderful collaboration, conversations, laughter and anecdotes and your superb musical sense. ;)

Web of Circles

…and place the host upon my tongue
as his grace, the bishop did, when I was young
to set life's path as angels sung
since when I've tracked an arcing line
my cracked heart marinades in altar wine
as webbed circles on repeat define
…
……the mirrored threads within my mind.

…and carbon copies as before
in mobius time reflect the score 
while catastrophes gorge today once more
identikits forged on command from yesterday
nothing learned, just press replay
and watch heads in hands as the people pray
…
……for the pendulum to swing the other way

…and certain as the wheeling orbit's path
history founders on future’s aftermath
to sin once more as lucifer belly laughs
run aground we last forget that sacred host
‘neath chancel’s hell he resurrects what aches the most
humanity self-lashed to eternity’s whipping post
…
……by the Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Web of circles - David, Peter & Seagull

Have you ever seen a shadow of something out of the corner of your eye?
But you can't really see it, touch it or describe what it is. It's just there, annoying.....but also a little scary..
Is it a guilty conscience? A badly disturbed soul. Your own inadequacy? Or your own or someone else's disappointment?......

Or is it all of these feelings and maybe a few more who appears and manifests itself as a ghost to you? A ghost of a sence........which always seems present......no matter what you do....there is always this echo.....and it is with some anguish that we let the difficult moments in our lives pass in our thoughts.........Hmmmm

Magic guitars left & right; David Dunham; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Music, mix & production, track image - Seagull: @farout-music-studio
Wonderful voice: Clara Sorace

Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss,
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past,
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there,
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare,
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
.......some worthwhile inner self.

Ghost of a sence - David, Peter & Seagull

||| Not Cruel Enough ||| A darkwave soundtrack, inspired by the dark side of human nature.
From the album White Noise 
+ Listen on Spotify +
https://open.spotify.com/track/2hEzROxnURyGb2yIYkVYFg

From my experience, some people dwell in a state of inner poverty. They are poor in character, in spirit, and in mind. 
These people are inherently cruel.
They cannot reciprocate love.
They are lacking in empathy.
They are the takers.
🖤
For those of use who are not like this, it is important to recognise these types of people and to protect ourselves from them.
Don't be fooled by their charms.
The red flags are always there to see, if you have the courage to look.
We will always be their source of parasitic satisfaction until we can see it.
🖤
This song is dedicated to those who are not like them.
To those who are not cruel enough to endure these kind of people and the sick society that is churning them out.
🖤
Stand in your power
Know your worth
You are beautiful 
Because you are kind 

Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/yBKAr1W3dtM

White Noise

Not Cruel Enough

Tom's piano melodies are so inspirational, not just to me (Mark) but also to Jussi, Georg and Boon. The energy of this piece carried us all off on a wonderful journey. We hope you enjoy the joyful enthusiasm that Tom initiated. Tom also gave me the key line, 'My Way Through' and I had to run with it as it made so much sense with this uplifting and hopeful music. Thanks for listening.

Tom Regnier -  @tom-r-gnier Music composition, piano and other instrumentation
Jussi Welin - @juswel First guitar and guitar arrangement
Georg Boehme - @georg-boehme Horns and horn arrangement
Boon Suzuki - @boon-suzuki Final guitar and guitar arrangement
Mark Bennett - Vocals and lyrics

Wherever you’re bound you know I’ll, 
Make my way through 
Sure may take a little while
 But I’ll make my way through

Wherever I’m bound I know I’ll,
 Make my way through
 It may take a longer while 
Till I make my way through

Wherever you’re bound,
…You’re bound
I know that I’m bound, yeah!

When I get there you know I’ll
Make my way through
Sure may need a broader smile
But I’ll make my way through.

My Way Through - Tom Régnier & Friends

4th collaboration with my Lion SENNID...The Great and Wise Rastaman, always a great honor when he sings on one of my instrumentals.
Thank you, King Lion ♥️💛💚 Jah Bless 🙏🙏

LOVE AND LIFE

LOVE AND LIFE (Collab SENNID & KillaSoundBoy)

#film, #dark, #wall of sound, #liminal, #pulse, #ambient, #mysterious, #industrial, #Lynch, #Cocteau, #Crash, #chromatic, #shimmer, #throb, maximalist, #gothic

See Me in the Darkness

|| Ataraxia ||

[at-uh-rak-see-uh]
noun

Philosophy.
a state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety, especially as an ongoing condition of soul-fulfilling attainment; unconditional tranquility.
I’m not looking to achieve ataraxia—I just want a week (life) away from the daily grind.
+
(Sometimes things are best when reimagined)
+
Freedom is a state of mind
Happiness is a concept
You can create the life you love
Take control
Slay those demons
Break the bonds (addictions / fears) that enslave you
+
Embrace creation
End (self) destruction
+
Empower yourself 
Seize the moment
The time is now
🤍
Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/o2kGL-Ix66I

Ataraxia

As confirmed by witnesses, a few remote places in the world have had ”singing sands”. Grains of sand have made a singing sound when moving and slowly rolling down dune slopes.

This phenomenon does not exist anymore. Due to worldwide pollution no dunes today contain sand which is pure enough to bring forth this kind of sound. 

Another of mankind´s achievements.

IN MEMORY OF THE SINGING SANDS

Délinquant

First off, Yes this mix is pretty long!!!  But, nobody says you have to listen to it all in one go, even if someone listens to just a little bit, is better than nothing!
Secondly, apologies for using tracks that I've used a few times already! The truth is, I'm addicted  😹 the tracks in particular are by DJ Mystery and are classed as House bootlegs, I think they are simply Excellent!
As for the title, I got up for work a few days ago, I sleep on my shitty sofa, even though I have a bedroom, and my sofa is only a two seater, both seats are recliners, anyway, as I put down the right side, I saw a big ass spider run from under the table and disappear under the sofa!  I haven't bothered to look for it, but every now and then, I talk out loud, telling it, everything will be okay, as long as it doesn't surprise me! Lol
When I was a small child, my parents thought it would be funny to scare me with a huge rubber spider called Gladdis, lets just say, I never found it funny, and all they really did, was to give me Arachnophobia!
The Bastards!!!!  Seems like I'm getting better though, baring in mind, I live in England, and our biggest native spiders, The House Spider isn't exactly that large compared to a Tarantula 😹🕷🤣
I've always had a keen eye for cloud faces, and this one is a beauty, I snapped it while at work last week!

Big Spider Under My Bed

Forever

Cast of Characters:

Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – beats, acoustic and electric guitar, vocals, composition, and production

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – five string fretless bass, organ, composition, and production editing

TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– sitar, composition, and production

This was a seed that Chris came up with on his acoustic guitar, adding beats, and some subtle vocals, then shared with Josh and Stephen. They are always excited to work on Chris' songs, because he always comes up with magical tunes.

  Josh was first in line, adding his five string fretless bass, then the organ part. Stephen used Josh's chord structure to come up with his awe-inspiring, monster electric sitar part. After they both laid down their parts, Chris added the electric guitar you hear at the beginning, too. 
  The song was about twice the current length when Chris made it, but Josh chopped off the second half, as the crescendo fits right into the 2/3 slot now. This was mixed as a team effort in BandLab, too, which is a rarity, given both Stephen and Chris are expert producers. 

  This is an example of a song Chris came up with, that was taken to the next level by Josh and Stephen. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Juxtaposed They Went

This started with a very beautiful piano piece by Tom, then advanced by Jussi’s great electric guitar lead. I added an imagined lyric about someone not being able to commit to a relationship and the song was completed by Boon’s excellent acoustic guitar work. Thanks to all for their wonderful contributions. Thanks everyone for giving this a listen. Much appreciated by us all. 

Desamor by Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki and Mark J Bennett

There’s an absence in my life, 
Perhaps of my own device. 
An awkward independence, 
Rendered me unable to share,
 My life with any other. 
Desamor, Desamor

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor 
An awkward independence,
 Left me unable to share.
 Desamor, Desamor
 Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
Forbidding myself that joy.

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor

Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
 Forbidding myself that joy.
 Desamor, Desamor

Desamor - Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki & Mark J Bennett

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Om Satchitananda Parabrahma

Purushothama Paramatama

Sri Bhagavati Sametha

Sri Bhagavate Namaha

Hari om tat sat

Hari om tat﻿ sat

Hari om tat sat

Hari om tat sat


♥♥Deva Premal - 38 min - Moola Mantra - Part I II III(mp3)

History

You Can Win If You Want (New Hit Version)

Lunatic

You're My Heart, You're My Soul (New Hit Version)

Suduaya-Patience

Shantala-Om Mata Kali

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