2021-04-06

silhouette 2

This is one I’ve been wanting to do for a long time. 
I think my first reaction to it was "F***ing Hell !!.."
Mrs Moag said that I could never do it as good as the original...
Anyway, The Irate Pirates were kind enough to play along :))..
More of their Fabulous music and words here :
https://soundcloud.com/gibson-j-4-5/123a

I should have realized you’d be here today 
Pouring on the lie, twinkle in your eye 
Pain follows you around, break another heart 
An idle little game, you’re something else again

Your world is a Hollywood parade 
Your world is a statement to be made 
Your world is a world where loves’ afraid

So sail on through your life, million dollar smile 
Bankrupt little heart, Mensa level smart 
Time doesn’t always heal, you never learned to feel 
Your idea of hurt is creases in your skirt

Your world is a Sunday magazine 
Your world is the sum of all you’ve seen 
Your world is a world without a dream

If I can’t tell you that I love you why do I try? 
If I can’t sell you my dream of Nebraska and all that sky 
Light it up, light up that smile of yours 
Before I disappear into the blue 
And tomorrow you’ll be free

Still you (en)slave me to your kiss 
So give that knife another twist 
Another cold goodbye 
And that twinkle in your eye.

mOag w/the Irate Pirates - twinkle in yOur eye

Amiga de mi alma

gordin bones aka (jeffrey gustav broman) - vocals, keyboards, shakers, talking drum, small native american hand drum, sound fx
quint baker - drum kit loop

There's a Red Planet Lonely

composition, arrangement, final vocal mix, master & digital painting . Mystique Wind @mystique_wind
vocals & their pre-mix . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

||||  It was smoky in the yurt, and time passed so slowly that every moment stretched into little eternity. It was difficult to continue to remember why I came there and did not get carried away either one or the other. The queen of sounds sat on a simple straw pillow on the other end of the yurt, she smiled at me.
She treated me to tea, and this tea smelled of forest soil and mushrooms. The drink made my mind clear and quick so that I could concentrate on my question.

I arrived to ask her what is the meaning of life, but this question no longer worried me. I asked her to show me the way of sound. Teach me to walk his roads. She laughed and began to sing
at some point I realized that I was the sound of her voice, I was the sound of the wind, her tambourine.
All that I knew about myself seemed like a yesterday dream - only scraps of images: peoples, feelings, being. I was everywhere at the same time, and felt as if I had been healed of a sleep. From the illusion that I considered my life  ||||

- a sweet story weaved by Mystique Wind

Sound Tincture - Mystique Wind f. Myrh

Not All Lost

Vocals: Chris Tao
https://soundcloud.com/user-951170366

und Chris Tao - Evening Glow

Song by Esteban de Sanlucar
Arranged by Benjamin Barrile

credits
from Esperando el alba
Guitars: Benjamin Barrile
Percussion: Rosendo “Chendy” León
Palmas: Rosendo “Chendy” León, Carmen Romero Double bass: Dustin Shaskin
Flamenco dance: Carmen Romero
Violins & strings arrangement: Jessica Hana Deutsch

Esperando el alba

Perfil Flamenco (zapateado)

Sirius  @uv-cappuccino - Guitar, Bass, Drums, Organ, Strings and
Production.
Marin - Vocals & Lyrics
https://maringale1.bandcamp.com/music
(link to buy this song)

" Here we go again, this time I won't pretend
   that I missed you
  Just when we turned the bend
   my heart was on the mend
   I run into you
   This bird has spread her wings
    she didn't have to fly away
    this girl she made herself a new life
    she didn't melt on the rainy days
    no she laughed her blues away
    she laughed those blues away
    I see you're looking well
    but it's plain to tell
    there's weighing on your mind
    and I won't ask, or talk about the past
    best to leave it all behind
    chorus
    Those steps used to be so steep
     the hurt it ran so deep
     I thought it would consume me
     but the winds changed course
     when I rode that wild horse
     and it made me really see
     that I don't need you anymore
     but it seems that you're needing me
     you're the one who closed the door
     said you wanted to be free
     and now that you are free
     don't you see the irony
     now that we are free "

“white beach”
白砂を踏み鳴らす影夏近し
沖の黒雲いかずちひとつ
Someone’s shadow is stepping on the white sand.
Summer is approaching.
Dark clouds on the offing.
A crash of thunder.
Art work: PublicDomainPictures via Pixabay

white beach

Unknown album (12/20/2020 12:55:57 PM)

Discovering light

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::::::::::::::::::AKA :Gustav Broman::::::::::::::::::
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instruments {in detail}:
vocals, keyboards, alto recorder flute, soprano recorder flute, tambourines, stylophone, egg shakers, noise-makers, talking drum, acoustic guitar textures, slide whistle, kazoo, wazoo, electric guitar, penny whistle, bamboo flute (RIP)
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:::::DRUM COLLABS:::::
*Quint Baker (<a href="http://soundcloud.com/alienpopband" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Alien Pop Band</a>) contributes lots of drum kit
*Todd(http://soundcloud.com/buttbornbeats) : a bunch of Drums
*James: Drums here and there
*Graham Burgess (http://soundcloud.com/htw): Electro Drums in a track
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Current Side Project&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;<a href="http://soundcloud.com/head-honcho-club" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Head Honcho Club</a>
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my email is:
<a href="mailto:gordinbones@gmail.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">gordinbones@gmail.com</a>
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There's a Red Planet Lonely

GORDiN BONES