Wonderful tribute ...... conjures the spirit of his playing!

Awesome tribute to 'Geoffrey Arnold Beck' Well done my friend!

A superb salute to the legend.. nicely done

Excellent guitar, didn’t know you could play that way

Great guitarbeats 🤩🎸🎸 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻

Ce grand musicien méritait bien un hommage . Bravo !

This is soundtrack from video.  Cover of Ray Bonneville song

Funny 'Bout Love

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

Time slips away.

AND (these are the things)

And Gentle Rain,
Morning Dew,
Cardamum, Cloves and Cinnamon too.
Sugar and Spice
Soft Touch skin Soft touch Kiss...

These are things 
We are made of
Yes, these are a few of our favorite things:

Winning epiphany, Orgasmic Rush
Crisp Promising Morning
Empty Highway 
A Good Strong Cup
Steaming and Beaming and Moaning and Groaning
And Kitties 
And Snails 
And Whales
And puppy dog Jails
And Bones 
And Clones
And Clowns in Towns
And Cruising Around
Sails Full And Away with Feet of Clay
And Play And Play 
And Play

Lavendar Lullaby
Goose Down
Fillet Mignon Beefsteak!
Beefsteak!
Banana Slug & lady Bug

And these are the Things Little We are Made of 
Yes, These are a few of our Favorite Things:

And Bridges
Towers, Flower Power, Mod 
Psychedelic
Frog Meat
Woo Hoo Hoo

Tailwind And Power,
The Man of the Hour
Sugar And Flour,
And Justice, 
Revenge
& Getting Even
Even Steven
Steve McQueen And Bullets And Guns
And We're #1... NO!
I'm #1. 
And Shit loads of fun.
And a Bun in the Oven And Cloves in the Stew,
Tornado, Tomato
Lolly Wally
A Seat on the Lu.

Infanticide, Genicide,
Suicide
Fratricide, Dolimide, Dolomites,
Anthracites, Atrocity
Monstrosity, Velocity Outer Space
and Inner Space too
Big Gulp Slurpee
Star Wars
Lavendar Lullaby

And These are the things little we are made of 
Yes, These are a few of our favorite things

Sweet Summer Smell of Fresh Mown Grass
Less than $3 for a gallon of Gas
Oh Young Agile Bonnie Lass
Yearning for Yesterday
And this Crisis to Pass
Pass Pass 
Free Game Pass
Free Range Chicken 
Oh Bonnie Lass

Intransigent Dilligent Artificially Intelligent 
Jacked On In

Recapitulation, Sonic Humiliation
Rejuvenation, Alienation, Indigenous Vegetation

Prostitutes with their daddies a floggin
And Lumber Jack Loggin
And Ohhh the Ice Cream Truck,
The Candy Man, Apple Pie and Uncle Sam,
The M.O.B, The Klan, Alan Greenspan,
Flash In the Pan and You're the Man!

Laser Beams And Jim Beam
And Mount Gay, Everest, K2, B2 Bomber,
Coughing And Laughing
And Flirting and Crashing And Hashing And Smashing
All Records
Obliteration of the Foe And Bambi
And Patronizing The Pacified, Calcified Clueless, Majestic Toothless,
Emissions Control,
Andy Warhol, Frank Lloyd Wright And All the Holy Sites
Of Spiritual Substitutes For Drug Imbued Prostitutes

And These Are the Things Little We Are Made Of
Yes, These Are a Few 
of Our Favorite Things

And These Are the Things Little We Are Made of
Yes
These Are a Few 
Of our Favorite
Things

AND (these are the things)

The search for a more peaceful existence away from the commotion, corrupt or not, of society.

Let Me Go

Watch the video on YouTube!! https://youtu.be/Jb-WfXii030


Vocals, Lyrics and Artwork by https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu
Produced by HOBOCOP

Lyrics:

Every moment
Filled with spirit
now here
Breathe in the space

Heart open 
equanimity,
we walk 
The narrow way

Clear choices, 
pure actions
Be true
Live by faith

In alignment, 
eyes open
Unafraid
Doubts pass away

Caught by nothing
No distraction
Complete
Do not stray

Calm and focused, 
not dreaming
Awake
Time slips away

In the spirit
Not even death
Can take
life away

In the stillness
Find refuge
At peace
On the narrow way

Flow State(Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu)VIDEO AVAILABLE🎥

Elegy for Beck (Instrumental)

The featured "pop song"  from the album Focal- moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/focal

Mood Exhibit - Terra Song [from the album Focal]

Lyrics below...
The song evolved into this naturally and I did not perform it based from any personal life experience. Thank you for giving it a try!
Written by J.J. Terrell all rights reserved.

Artwork: Margaryta Yermolayeva (Ukraninan born artist and wife of good friend)
rytamargaret@hotmail.com
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I SAW THAT SMILE WHEN YOU GOT OFF THAT TRAIN
WERE THOSE TEARS OF JOY? 
OR DROPS FROM THE RAIN?
COME HERE YOU LITTLE ANGEL
I'LL HOLD BACK YOUR PAIN

ITS BEEN SO LONG
SINCE I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS
AWKWARD, DIFFERENT NOW
TIME’S NEEDLE WILL DARN

IM JUST A CAST AWAY
ON THIS ISLAND IN THE SEA
YOU KNOW I WILL HEAL YOU

STARING FOR A TIME OFF INTO SPACE
GLOWING SHEEN OFF YOUR SLEEPING FACE
YOU POOR THING, YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT

HILLS THAT ARE GREENER AND TURQOISE SEAS
FLOWERS EVERY NIGHT
BABY CATCH UP ON SOME SLEEP
ILL RUB YOUR BACK WHILE YOU LAY THERE AND DREAM

ITS BEEN SO WRONG
FOR ALL THIS TIME AWAY
FROM ONE ANOTHERS TOUCH
THE WAY YOU SAY MY NAME

IM HERE FOR YOU NOW
BABY I MEAN FOR KEEPS
YOU KNOW I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU

YOU ARE THE ONE AND ONLY THING 
MY STARS, MY SUN, MY MOON
MY HEART HOLDS YOUR KEY
LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH AS I GET DOWN ON A KNEE

TRAVELING THROUGH THIS LIFE WITH YOU
UPS AND DOWNS, WOW WE MADE IT THROUGH!
THE KIDS ARE LONG GONE
IT LOOKS LIKE JUST ME AND YOU

WE HAVE ALWAYS PUT EACH ONE FIRST
THATS WHY AS YOU LAY DYING
OH, GOD PLEASE! IT HURTS
JUST A SECOND CHANCE!
OH GOD PLEASE

THE RAVEN FLEW

OOH OHH OHH OHH 

I HOLD NEAR
YOUR VOICE I STILL CAN HEAR
HELPING ME THROUGH TROUBLED TIMES 
SEE YOU SOON GIRL  I STAND IN LINE.

Promise

Image created by me.
https://www.deviantart.com/leehon/art/Bake-Kujira-s-Woes-951581025

Crookedness

Project jam (feat. Fabrizio Cherubini)

All music, songs and lyrics are original, unless noted.
Collaborations welcome, if you think you can add something to any of my songs, want to sing them, etc, please drop me a note
I advise playing on a good Hi-Fi or at least good headphones, otherwise you will miss all the good stuff going on in the lower frequencies. You don't want to only hear half of the music : )

Elegy for Beck (Instrumental)

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