this one is also super, love the overall sound of it

Really nice rock sound here, not head banging stuff!

Cool work, dig the dreamy soundscape and delicate guitar lines... ✌️🤘👊

nice guitar grooove guitar effects are clean

combusted & friends -  Combstead & Kristopher

Just keep walking and you'll get there eventually no matter how hard it gets. In other words, if you just keep walking you'll make it to the end.

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Walk On

LIKE A FLOWER

Ver.1
I remember the flowers that grew, from the earth,
remember rose petals, fly away.
And then everyone here wants to go to war
make war.
I remember days that never pass,
and then they return as rivers.
There are things you won't hear,
like the sun, on the beach.
There are days you won't understand,
like the wind, in your hands.
And things that never go away
like the wind, in the fog,
that never changes, that never changes.

Corus.1
Everyone making bombs, there is God's war,
there is the war of God.
Everyone making bombs, with the hands of God,
with the hands of God.
Everyone making bombs, I want to fight too,
I want to fight too.
It takes life and courage to be, like a flower,
like a flower.
All with bombs, to be God.
All with bombs, in God's face,
in the face of God.
It takes life and courage to be alive like a flower
like a flower.

Ver.2
I remember the flowers that disappeared, from the earth ahh ah
and rose petals fly away, in the mist ahh ahh
And then, all here to make war.
I bomb you .. no no I bomb you.
Like newspapers without shame,
God's shame, God's shame.
But where is honesty but who is honesty with?
They're all out, they want to make war,
make war.
To give love in the name of God,
and don't change your mind.. otherwise I'll kill you.
So we make war, to live on love
to live for love.

Corus.2
Everyone making bombs, there is God's war,
there is the war of God.
Everyone making bombs, with the hands of God,
with the hands of God.
Everyone making bombs, I want to fight too,
I want to fight too.
It takes life and courage to be, like a flower,
like a flower.
All with bombs, to be God.
All with bombs, I want to die with God,
I want to die with God.
It takes life and courage to be alive like a flower,
like a flower.
Everyone making bombs, in God's face.

COME UN FIORE

Vers.1
Ricordo i fiori che crescevano, dalla terra,
ricordo petali di rose, volare via.
E poi qua tutti vogliono, fare la guerra
fare la guerra.
Ricordo giorni che non passano mai, 
e poi ritornano come fiumi.
Ci sono cose che non sentirai,
come il sole, sulla spiaggia.
Ci sono giorni che non capirai, 
come il vento, tra le mani.  
E cose che non passano mai,
come il vento, nella nebbia,
che non cambia mai, che non cambia mai.

Corus.1
Tutti a fare bombe, c’è la guerra di Dio,
c’è la guerra di Dio. 
Tutti a fare bombe, con le mani di Dio,
con le mani di Dio.
Tutti a fare bombe, voglio lottare anch’io,
voglio lottare anch’io.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser, come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti con le bombe, per essere Dio.
Tutti con le bombe, alla faccia di Dio,
alla faccia di Dio.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser, vivo come un fiore
come un fiore.

Vers.2
Ricordo i fiori che sparivano, dalla terra ahh ah
e petali di rose volare via, nella nebbia ahh ahh
E poi, tutti qua a farsi la guerra.
A ti bombardo io ..no no ti bombardo io.
Come giornali senza la vergogna, 
la vergogna di Dio, la vergogna di Dio.
Ma l’onestà dove sta ma l’onestà con chi sta?
Sono tutti fuori, vogliono fare la guerra, 
fare la guerra.
Per dare amore a nome di Dio,
e non cambiare idea.. se no ti uccido io.
Così facciamo la guerra, per viver d’amore
per viver d’amore.

Corus.2
Tutti a fare bombe, c’è la guerra di Dio,
c’è la guerra di Dio. 
Tutti a fare bombe, con le mani di Dio,
con le mani di Dio.
Tutti a fare bombe, voglio lottare anch’io,
voglio lottare anch’io.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad essere, come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti con le bombe, per essere Dio.
Tutti con le bombe, voglio morire con Dio,
voglio morire con Dio.
Ci vuole vita e coraggio ad esser vivi come un fiore,
come un fiore.
Tutti a fare bombe, alla faccia di Dio.

COME UN FIORE

It’s not that I’m afraid of it
It’s just that I would rather not 
It’s tempting to just say the things
Much better that it’s gone 

Not the end of the world 
It’s just the end of this 

Can’t figure it out 
That’s ok, it’s alright 
One less thing to think about 

It’s not wrong to walk away
At least that’s what I tell myself
It’d feel good to get it out
But won’t serve me well 

That was nobody’s fault 
That’s just the way it went down 

Can’t figure it out 
That’s ok, it's alright
One less thing to think about 

One less thing to think about

One Less Thing

The French Connection

Demos for Easy Blossom Debut. 
Recorded mostly live into a Tascam 48

Bei Cheng - Drums
Johnny Wick - Guitar/vocal
Mark Shaffer - Bass
Scott Olbert - Keys

Cover is our girl Lady.

Easy Blossom - Burn Down

An ethno-jazz journey that will take you to some new places, and old.

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Temptation

You'll never make a seamstress out of me.
Your clothes will have to suffer down the years.
I don't come free.
See, it's ragged on the borderline.
You never said what's yours is mine.
You will not make a seamstress out of me.

If I chose to go hunting, I'd succeed.
And bring home some wild animal, that's mostly made of meat.
Of course, there's always tooth and claw,
and I've never killed a thing before.
But if I chose to be hunting, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
And if I sailed off to some war, what's a ribbon for?

The fireside is warm and idly,
I watch you as you sit there and sing into fires deep.
A singer you will always be.
Your song to sing, a minor key.
A constant ever-changing melody. 

If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.
Although I know almost nothing about the dark ways of the sea.
I'm sure that I'd bring back a fish.
A fish for you to make your dish.
If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
and I was due to hang, would you make a stand?

If I was a spaceman, there'd be a ticker tape parade,
but if it goes the other way, I hope you stay.



The French Connection

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