Name: Gone By by Franco Tartaglia
Duration: 4 min 10 s
Description: Everything will fade away and that fading away is a loss and opening to oneself

very nice style of playing guitar, salute

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this guitar is sounding lit man and very clean

Nice feel like I’m in the city listing for the first time

Excelente interpretación, me parece una canción increible y me gusta que constantemente se mueve y no se queda en un solo lugar [via https://sc.repostexchange.com]

The guitars are playing like there was an unspoken sadness or tragefy. I like it when the instruments convery a non-spoken message. Good work.

The Spanish Guitar influence is obvious. I think maybe some cajon percussion would go well with it.

I love your guitar work!!  Very soothing.

So beautiful. Loved the chords and the themes. In my opinion, this track is perfect. Well done!

with #blabbud @icepicksyndicate from @bandlab.com on drums...
#jimihendrix #mitchmitchell #laid_back #in_the_pocket #inspiredjam #instrumental 

Hey Joe Instrumental Jam

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Zeitgeist, or the spirit of the times, is a neo-classical piece with a trip-hop beat. Long, low strings create the "big screen" character, while a melody plays short strings and piano, providing depth and pressure. Zeitgeist was composed to add dimension to stories dealing with major events, politics, crises, and, more broadly, public life.

Released by Hedd Lone, www.storymusic.io.
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Zeitgeist

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Hedd Lone - Zeitgeist

A weird approach and experiment, on a rather bitter day.
Sorry for the 'mono' mix.

I wanted to make a tune faster (it usually takes too much time :D).
So I recorded a track, put it on audio, recorded the second track, merged (mixed) the audio with the original (deleted intermediate files), and so on for about 7 times.

Bad thing is now I can't change anything about the mix (realised everything is centered, at the end). Good thing is that it only took 4 hours to make.

What do you think?

Artwork is based on a generation of openai.com.

Meditation

Just some snakes in the grass.
Slithering out in the road as you pass.
Fragments deep in the past.
You move on.

Like a cat in a bag.
Like a young lad on tag.
Like a wrinkled old hag.
Who belongs?

Take me away from it all.
Drag me up out of the squall.

Just a thorn in your side.
A lion sits watching and waiting besides.
Found a good place to hide.
Waiting on.

A teenager acting their age.
Considering things like a bird in a cage.
An empty box filled up with rage.
For no one.

Take me away from it all.
Take me away from the squall.
Take me away by the hand
Take me away from the land.
When we go...

...Sailing, on the sea.
We'll go sailing.
Just you and me.

Yeah, we go sailing.
From the land.
Yeah, we'll go sailing. 
Just take my hand.

We go sailing on the waves.
We go sailing, feeling brave,
and the warm sun will heat our bones.
As we go sailing, we alone.

Sailing on the sea.
We go sailing. 
Just you and me.
Yeah, we go sailing.
From the land.
Yeah, we'll go sailing.
Just take my hand.

Snakes/Sailing

Saithe

You're smiling at the old guys, though you're only 17.
There's a couple of more years left till you run out of your dreams.
There's a lesson somewhere there from Antioch.
They knew more dear than you've forgot.
Oh, it's just fine.
We're all just hanging on the line.

We don't need septres for distraction.
We've got enough of this to do.
We don't need un-ending in-action.
We're not all fools.
(Thank god, they cleared up all the rules)

Oh, you're dressing up in glad-rags. You want treating like a queen.
There's a pile of dirty knickers mixed with others that are clean.
You wouldn't know your Stalingrad from Crecy.
Last night is too far back In time. 
That one is mine.
We're all just trying to pass the time.

We don't take any satisfaction.
We'll get it all in the next life.
We're happy with a small redaction.
For our wives.

*** 

Looking up, we're awestruck by a prominent local landmark.
So much; waves are crashing round us as the sun is blazing down.
We run into the waves.
Nobody is saved.

***

My friend called Jesus, he's good to me.
He makes me happy, and I am free.

My friend called Jesus. He's quite the guy.
He lives in heaven, that's in the sky.

Cos, Jesus loves you. Yeah, Jesus saves.
Jesus won't chase you into your grave.

Jesus, the spirit, wandering Free.
Part comfort blanket, part entity.

I love you Jesus, just what a guy.
A magic moon man, up in the sky.

Oh, Holy Jesus, he is my friend,
He's staying right here until the end.

***

Strike back, live your life for today.
Looking back, who cares what the fathers said?
Copy that, the cats on the pavement lay down. 
At home.

Lean into the suffering in your way.
Embrace, and capture the blueest days 
Swim in, the magic in which your surroundings fall.

Claptrap, a monkey to see his face?
Y'riff raff, a pony to go away?
No chance, any of that stuff is real. 
You fools.

I smell, the feint whiff of bullshit. 
Hey, no fair! There's obstacles in the way.
Your truth is nonsense, and your eyes are wild. 


My Friend Called Jesus

When you don't know exact category just say: It is FUSION!

Interception

Everything will fade away and that fading away is a loss and opening to oneself

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Lyrics Video: https://youtu.be/HNdnTTtcBeA

ooh-oooh-oooh oooh
ooh-oooh-oooh oooh

you will break out
of the house where the people and toys
and even the walls know your name

you will stake out
a new claim on an old and abandoned mine
all collapsed and decayed

then you’ll wait for your plot to start twisting
plant seeds in the rot
trust your system

but a movie is not how we roll
we just hang from the cliff,
never get back control

this world is so much smaller
than the movies would have you believe
and love—so much more of a mess
than the movies would have you believe

your talents—
they're worth so much less
than the movies would have you believe

you’ll need to grow much taller
than the movies would have you believe

there’s no payoff—
what you think you deserve will be gone in a blink
with the surf in an ocean of rain

you can’t stay off—
there’s no armor or charm or a prayer
or spell that can spare you the pain

no plot when the years start twisting 
and seeds grown in the rot
look to you for some wisdom

when you take on the voice of the pilot
will you color their skies in blue or in violet?

this world is so much smaller
than you think
so much more fragile
and a lot more insane

ooh-oooh-oooh oooh
ooh-oooh-oooh oooh

this world
has more superpower
than the movies would have you believe

and love—
so much more of a test
than the movies would have you believe

dreams—
worth so much less
than the movies would have you believe

you’ll taste a lot more that is sour 
and even more that is sweeter
than any old movie would have you believe

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