Sabor Latino

Some time ago John Baker (@ldchool) sent me this great backing track he created and asked me to play a lead break on it. After I did we recognized that this track strongly deserves vocals. So I sat down and searched for some words to get some lyrics together and thought of a melody to sing. Then asked my friend Marcus to come over and sing. We all are very satisfied with the result. Thanks to John's mixing skills and Marcus' voice it turned out quite nice.

Lineup:
John Baker (@ldchool):
The complete backing track, mix and mastering
Marcus Heck:
Vocals, background vocals
Andy:
Lyrics, leads and fills

Let The Good Times Roll

SMOG is loosely based and developed from the opening of Bartok's Dance Suite Sz. 77.
August 2021
Duration: 2:55
For strings, woodwinds, brass, piano, virtual instruments, timpani and percussion

SMOG

© Joe Liberty 2021. All rights reserved.

Let Her Go

Well I was sitting in the lobby of the Commodore hotel 
When in walked a woman I used to know so well 
She was, looking like a million after all these years

As she walked across the room, to the reception desk 
A strange kind of feeling came into my chest 
And all them old memories came rushing in

The times we spent together 
The day that we met 
First time I held her hand I never will forget 
The way she smiled at me for no reason at all 
Still got some old photographs from the time she used to call

Well, last time I saw her she was waving goodbye 
Walking down the road with teardrops in her eyes
All I could do was watch and let her go 
I just let her go

Sometimes I wonder, what it might have been like 
If things had worked out a little differently 
Could we ever’ve  shared this life

Through the years I must admit 
I think about her now and then a little bit
And all them old memories come rushing in

The times we spent together 
The day that we met 
First time I held her hand I never will forget 
The way she smiled at me for no reason at all 
Still got some old photographs from the time she used to call

I was sitting in the lobby of the Commodore hotel 
She turned to leave and you know I, I wished her well 
But all I could do was watch and let her go 
I just let her go 
I just let her go

LetHerGo

I found myself scribbling furiously in my little spotty book.  

Messed about with a couple of simple chords and picking patterns and thought I'd grab a quick one-track take to see if it all hung together.

I was quite chuffed - it seemed to fit - got all the way through on one live take too, albeit with plenty of clangers, twangs, tangled fingers, buzzing strings and missed chord changes.  That's pretty darned good going for me.

Every subsequent attempt to improve was, of course, rubbish. 

So here you have before you my flash/bang song writing and recording effort in the raw - no edits no eq.  If it was beer or bread, then over here it would be labelled "artisan" and would command a price premium.

That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Enjoy.  :)

The End of Time

Not far now, for us to go.
Down our evolutionary road.
Lights flickering out, truth be told.
Not far now, for us to go.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.
Following the neon signs ahead.
Grip my hand for comfort, ancient friend.
Crawling slowly to the certain end.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.
	
Gauge our progress on the ground.
Bible parables everywhere are found.
Pestilence, poverty, injustice all abound.
Gauge our progress on the ground.
No archangels lead our cause.
The thieves that rape the game steal ever more.
With their plague of fixers, liars, cheats and whores,
No archangels lead our cause.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Can’t defer the descent into night.
Close our eyes, imagining the light.
Lay our morals down and quit the fight.
Nowhere now, for us to go.
They’re digging up our evolutionary road.
Lights have flickered out, it’s turning cold.
Nowhere now, for us to go.

But when stars coalesce to one celestial diamond,
When infinity’s ticking clock calls midnight’s chime,
When my spirit meets its own event horizon,
I’ll be smiling there, to greet the end of time.

When our universe collapses back to elementary birth
When truth, faith, hope and charity intertwine
To fuse a light too bright for any darkness on this earth
I’ll be smiling there to greet the end of time.

Photo by Usukhbayar Gankhuyag on Unsplash

The End of Time

Production/Lyrics/Vocals: Mizero 
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1KM_wIqmDg 
Lyrics:
oh yes,
karma can be
a monster
what you do
comes back 
to haunt ya
oooh
what you do
oooh what we do

KARMA MONSTER re-release

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KARMA MONSTER remaster | Video in description

Opening track to my most recent album "Cautious Walking" As always thanks for your support.

Check out the Halloween video I made to this song from old Disney animation. 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFw7SFepWIQ

Lyrics:
Cruising down the alley way, escaping from the town
Brushing off the cob webs and heading westward bound

Before the attraction of constant interaction
Desperation leads you
To margin all rations
Remembering to cash in
The 39 lashes
The 39 lashes

They placed you on the ground, and cursed at the crown
Had patience for the multitude and all that they had found. 
There really was no option, time to fold the cards down
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star …..yeahhh

She parked to the side of the road
And took the call inside
Pressed a random text that knew the call -    had been cut short. 
Maybe it was time before and time before that
Maybe it had ran its course like a useless old map             …… 
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild
Stopped from the running for/ got so tired and so sore
Manning up the Manchild
Manning up the Manchild 

Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far
Getting ready for a trip to that lonely Black Star. 
Blazing in the hot sun the time was not too far

Cautious Walking

Manning Up the Manchild

First Snow Morning

Performed by Yelena, Bitzone and Roger Berkowitz

Yelena (Vocals, acoustic guitars and acoustic FX, dobro, synthesizer, jaw harp)
https://soundcloud.com/bitzone (percussion, bass, atmospheres, mix & mastering)
https://soundcloud.com/unearth-noise (lead guitar,  rhythm guitar)

Image: artifact design from Sutton Hoo, England, 6th-7th century

Remixed and remastered by https://soundcloud.com/bitzone for "and, in time, the Time will take it all" album, final version: February 18, 2018

Blues standard written by Willie Dixon and first recorded by Muddy Waters in 1954.

Hoochie Coochie Man [bitzone production w/Unearth Noise]

Composed and performed by Admiral Krank. Drums by Mo Sheen. 

Fish Gut Hot Dogs PT 2 (Fish Guts Al Dente)

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in open C Sharp tuning (Capo 9th Fret)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
After trying out many different styles for this song, I eventually settled on straightforward acoustic guitar and vocals. Hope you like it!
LYRICS: 
These thoughts go drifting by
And I watch them fade away
Where they come from I don’t know
Where they go, who can say
It seems that there is always
A lesson to be learned
Another twist in the story
As the pages get turned

So I put on my walking shoes
Take it steady, take it slow
Turn my collar to the rain
Breathe in deep and let it go 

What are the rules in this game
Are there any rules at all?
These thoughts go drifting by
And down the waterfall
It seems that there is always
A lesson to be learned
Another chapter in the story
As the pages get turned

So I put on my walking shoes
Take it steady, take it slow
Turn my collar to the rain
Breathe in deep and let it go

Now I’m standing by the river
At the foot of the mountainside
Will the grass be any greener
Over on the other side
It seems that there is always
A lesson to be learned
Another time, another story
As the pages get turned

So I put on my walking shoes
Take it steady, take it slow
Turn my collar to the rain
Breathe in deep and let it go

My Walking Shoes

Chanson, Ballad & Blues 
All songs are produced by brilliant producer and musician from Germany https://soundcloud.com/bitzone. 
Thank You for listening!

In this project I arrange and record my original songs and favorite covers. Sometimes I set poetry that resonate with me to music. 
Thanks for stopping by!

Hoochie Coochie Man [bitzone production w/Unearth Noise]

Greystring