This is a light-hearted, teen boy aspirational girl crazy song written in the late 80s early 90s. Used a new condenser mic for vocs with layering, didn't use any EQ or effects yet on this mix and need to boost the bass a bit. Morry and I can't get together for about the next month so we'll probably remix then. Hope you enjoy this one. Not too PC by today's (or any) standards but we were truly teens when we first wrote this 30+ years ago. All the best to our SC friends.  

Image from Stef at Tumblr: https://stefwards.tumblr.com/post/10581061308

When It Rains It Pours

My Lyrics that inspired Glen are listed below.
Vocals, Music and Mix by Glen Granthem.

NOTHIN' LIKE THE SOUND	
OF RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
ON A COLD WINTER'S MORNIN'	
WHILE YOU'RE SLEEPIN'	
	
NOTHIN' LIKE THE SOUND	
OF BACON FRYIN' IN A PAN	
WHEN YOUR WAKIN' UP	
ON A COLD WINTER MORNIN'	
	
(CHORUS)	
WINTER RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
WHILE THE WORLD GOES ROUND	
WINTER RAIN COMIN' DOWN	
NOTHING LIKE THAT SOUND	
	
TO COLD TO GO OUTSIDE	
TO BORED TO STAY INSIDE	
A TIME OF FRUSTRATION	
AND A LITTLE DEPRESSION	
	
WE LONG FOR A SUNNY DAY	
SO WE CAN GO OUT SIDE AND PLAY	
BUT THE WINTER RAIN	
KEEPS COMIN' DOWN	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS)	
	
MY FRIEND, DON'T DESPAIR	
A REVIVAL IS SPREADING	
AND SPRING IS COMING	
CAN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR	
	
(REPEAT CHORUS - OPTIONAL)	
	
2023 © BMI Lyrics by Tony Harris

Winter Rain - Collab by Tony Harris & Glenny G's "One Man Band" - Original

@superdormidontov / @newzsmusic / @myformat

https://soundcloud.com/newzsmusic/kalama-remix-contest

Listen to the original: https://on.soundcloud.com/CC6Jf

Dormidontov, Newzs, My Format - Kalama (Remix)

Kindle eBook

Marty Andersson: From the Archives - The Greatest Worst Song in the World

We all have those great memories of a trip, or holiday where our minds stay there longer than other trips or holiday breaks

Lyrics

saw a glimpse of heaven
staring into the void
never pictured it quite this way
looked up and saw a rainbow coming down

(instrumental break)

oh what a trip, to oblivion
oh what a trip, to oblivion

caught a glimpse of you in the sun
made my back on my run
water hole ahead led me in
it was all about the fun day
wild trees I felt the breeze, pushing me
all of the way
another day opens with me in my bed
no rush to get it out of my head

oh what a trip, to oblivion
oh what a trip, to oblivion

Trip To Oblivion

This is the latest in a group of tracks based on brutal acoustic guitar riffs in very open D tuning, recorded during the first lockdown with a RØDE usb microphone, but (and here appears human stupidity in all its glory) without even the support of a metronome. In these last months I tried to give them a sense. They remain extremely imperfect, full of errors, of skipped notes, of rhythm losses. But in the end, they do not disgust me.
Belong to the same series:
https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/where-do-they-plan-to-go-without-guitars-draft
https://soundcloud.com/michele-ansani/when-youve-come-to-the-end-of-the-line

Picture is from Pietro Corrao.

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Composed by Michele Ansani (2020-2024)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, July 16.

Imperfections *

ambient early foray in atmospheric cinematic soundscapes from 1987's album Resonance. 8-bit samples courtesy of IReverend Brainskan XIII, Rest in Peace.

of dreams (1987)

How We Bullfrogs Go About

I wrote this song around 12-13 years ago. It's always been a favorite. I was inspired after walking back from a coffee shop in my home town during the fall, and I was imagining what a life it would be with someone that was in my life. I actually still have a video recording of her recording me singing and playing it on my piano, very special.  It's crazy how time has flown since then.  This is one of those songs that no recording ever seems good enough.  I hope you enjoy this live take I did tonight. I wanted to redo this song cause after all these years, I changed the first line. It's simple but just better. Thanks for listening!:) 

What a Life

The trees are swaying above me
The leaves are falling gently
The sun is shining kindly
The clouds are drifting steady
Smiling cause you stay
Never felt this way
Your eyes have always carried me away

What a day what a day what a day what a day what a day
What a day what a day what a day what a day 

The stars are singing so softly 
The moon is glowing bravely
The world is sleeping soundly
And we are walking slowly
Every step feels right
Your heart is my light
Oh I feel you holding me with all of your might 

What a night what a night what a night what a night what a night
What a night what a night what a night what a night

Trusting you is easy
I will be your safety
The years have been so perfect
Being around oh your beauty 
Wouldn't it be nice
Wouldn't it be nice
Wouldn't it be nice
Wouldn't it be nice
If you were my wife

What a life what a life what a life what a life what a life
What a life what a life what a life what a life
What a day what a day what a night what a night what a life
What a life what a life what a life 
What a life what a life what a life

©Daniel Colter Valentine

What a Life (Original song live)

Written by James Geer

Went down to Target
To get me a mojo hand. (2x)
Clerk said what the
Hell is a mojo hand?

Went down to Best Buy 
To get me a mojo hand (2x)
Checkout lady said what the
Hell is a mojo hand?

Went down to Walmart
To get me a mojo hand (2x)
Greeter said what the
Hell is a mojo hand?

Went on Amazon dot com
To get me a mojo hand (2x)
I had to decide
Between 21 different brands

(But it came the next day)

Mojo hand

Luc Letourneau’s debut album is a compelling journey through heartfelt Americana and gritty rock, crafted in the vibrant music scene of Boulder, CO.