Very pretty song, well sung. Beautiful voice 🫶✌️

got one of these merciless creatures.."Dio the Hunter"..;)..nice  song with s great feel for guitar🎸🎶👌😺

This is a story I know up close. One very worth telling in song, yet this is the only one I've ever heard on the topic!

Really like this. Killer final verse, so to speak.

Great observation here - "just take a glimpse through their eyes"...

Jim, as someone who has had many cats - this rings true. Great song.

Interpretación y arreglos : Jesús Flores.

Producción y Mazterizacion: Arturo Guevara G.
The Noise Infection Studio

Las Gaviotas

Some words for our darling boy who has now departed us.

The tiny patter of four furred feet.
The one among your litter, we were blessed to meet.
With a whimper, with a yelp,
in 'dog' you said, 'I'll help ...
to make you love, to make you laugh
and cry.'

As a pup, you chased the deer away,
were even lost for one whole day!
But praise be to DOG, you came back.
To us,
your pack.

No Einstein, this is true.
But in treats, one was surely one less than two.
Socks meant walks
and we loved you.
This, you knew.

In your cosy bed,
sleeping days away.
With every year, a thicker coat of grey.
But your hazel eyes seemed to defy all time.

And now.
No tiny patter, whimper, yelp.
Who will we turn to now for help?
To love. To laugh. We cry.
Stan, you brought us endless joy.
Rest in peace. 
We love you.
There's a good boy.

Dear Stan

"She sat beside him, their shoulders almost touching, yet a canyon of unspoken volumes stretched between them—longing for what could have been and mourning what never was.  Each silence echoed with a thousand words neither dared to speak, the air heavy with the ache of both wanting and withholding.  In the quiet, their hearts told stories their lips never would—have missed chances, of the right words arriving too late, or not at all." 

There's this Flemish/Dutch expression "het spreekt boekdelen" which means something like "speaking volumes". In Flemish it means saying a lot, not with words but with a look or a gesture, usually in emotionally heavy situations. I wondered how one would put it if these emotions, however very present and clear to all concerned, would not be expressed at all. Hence the title "unspoken volumes".
I was reading about synth architecture then and wondered how an electric piano would sound like if I had to program it with a DX7. So I tried to emulate it using FM synthesis. The "unspoken volumes" theme came to me while messing about on the keyboard. The choir seemed like a fun contradiction to this idea of something unspoken.

unspoken volumes

Having to destroy yourself in order to begin again.
From the album: "Curiosities Of Outsider Art" (Sept 2025)

Bandung, sea of flames
In 1946, the people of Bandung Indonesia
They had risen up against their British oppressors
Realizing that their army was weaker
And much less powerful
They decided to abandon the city
They adopted a scorched earth policy as they left the city
Burning the city to the ground
And one day start again...

Bandung, sea of flames

Bandung, Sea Of Flames

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement, mix and cover picture 

Hi Everyone!
This is a simple and cheerful song for our dog named Waldek who is a fan of music and especially country music! 🍀

Of course, I also love country vibe (especially Johnny Cash !!!) and use this musical heritage, but here I certainly don’t play in this style. 
Fortunately, Waldek liked this song! 🔆

Hope you enjoy the vibe! 
Thanks a lot for listening and support!
Artur

Walking with my Dog

The third track from my EP CHEMICAL is SCARY TRUTH. 135 BPM. 9m39s. The longest track in this EP. But this is the most psychedelic and rave-like, so this is perfect for listening to while swaying back and forth. In short, this can be used as a good BGM. CHEMICAL Link in Bio!

SCARY TRUTH

This is an original composition of mine featuring solo Cello and English Horn. [very similar sounding to an oboe but with a lower range] A very soft felty piano and background viola sections.

It is called “Unforsaken”. The official definition of “Forsaken” is to be completely deserted or helpless, abandoned. So the title of this piece is the opposite of that. So this is the story of been forsaken, and then clawing your way back with forgiveness and compassion to become unforsaken. 

Album artwork and design: Del Carry

Unforsaken - Piano, Cello, English Horn

Chapter 239 of 266

Enter the enigmatic world of "TAFFETA," a musical tapestry woven from the threads of dreams and tragedy. Born from a single night of profound dreaming, this ambitious project embarks on an exploration of the human psyche through the language of instrumental music.

This is a five-year project, comprising of what will eventually end at 266 chapters, each is a standalone piece of sonic artistry, "TAFFETA" unfolds like a novel, with each composition serving as a chapter in a larger narrative. Crafted with meticulous care and creative fervor, every piece is birthed within the span of a week, capturing the essence of inspiration in its purest form.

But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

As listeners embark on this sonic voyage, they are invited to ponder the mysteries of existence, to confront the depths of sorrow and the resilience of the human spirit. "TAFFETA" is not merely a musical project; it's an experience—a testament to the transformative power of music to touch hearts, stir souls, and awaken the imagination.

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Taffeta 239

TAFFETA | 239

With things so bleak and frightening at the moment, I thought a wee fun country number might bring a smile or two, for a moment anyway.
For the lovely Finse, Happy Birthday my dear! <3
Music, Lyrics, Vocals, Guitar, and Harmonica - Lizzie Taypen
Cover painting - Lizzie Pentland

Them Hitchin Angels

Written by James Geer

Flutter away
Tiny bluebird
Flutter away
To your nest
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
Seemingly Without rest

Crouched unseen
On an agile frame
Designed to pounce
And kill or maim

Scurry away
Tiny chipmunk
Scurry away
To your hole
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
With fur as Black as coal

Snakelike eyes
Honed for prey
Incisors
Designed to slay

Run away
Little squirrel 
Run away
To your tree
Flee from the one
Who stalks the garden
Unseen and Silently

lightening paws   
With razor claws
Sharpened teeth
In lethal jaws

Where have you been my dear kitty  
What did you do today
Snuggle and purr
As I stroke your fur
Entertain me as you play

Kitty

Recorded at Amplified Studios, Carlsbad CA July 2025
Drums - Marc Polit
Lead solo: Tristan Brooks

LYRIC
It took me half my life 
To finally gain insight
I only saw myself as others did
And I mostly stayed hid

I spent half my life
Upset and uptight
I learned it’s stupid to walk on eggshells
Every egg eventually breaks
And if that takes you half your life
That’s what it takes

Can't say exactly when
I knew what I didn’t then
A dawning realization
An opening of the mind
It only took me half my life for me to find

Time isn’t playing
It’s counting the days
If you don’t know what I’m saying
(Well) you won’t be young always
You sure won’t!

As the years accrue
In the remaining few
I won’t let regret confine me
I’ll amble slowly toward the light
Let the past all fade to black
I can’t go back
I love this last half of my life
So that’s all right


Half My Life

Only very slightly evil hippy of the old tradition.
1 guy, strat, Yamaha acoustic. iPad. substances.
I’m no Conway Twitty. 😕
Listening pleasure proportionate to cannabis intake.

Kitty

James Geer

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