Hell of a track! Those clean guitars are killa!

You sure are brewing up some tasty mixes!

You've cooked up one hell of a wonderfully infectious groove with the drums, bass and guitar!  Wonderfully topped off with your equally infectious vocals!

Great guitar playing really nice groove👌🏿😎

cool shuffle rhythm, dig the push. Poignant lyrics too. I get it.

love the funk. A bit of a Little Feat vibe

sick pocket between the drums & bass. love this!

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

The ancient mystery about Men & Women, still trying to figure each other out!

Good luck w that xD

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Samples used

Ella Fitzgerald - You don't know what love is
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3zkYRDMidxA

SRV - Little Wing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=An4uDegHB8s

Steve Vai - Tender Surrender ( small samples )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yw74sDWPH7U

Movie - Strangers when we meet (1960)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19JXVQoQVUw

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Remixed by LS / 2022.

Woman, stop asking me these difficult questions

A tribute to my youth in the old docks and industry areas.
Written, performed and recorded by Neli CoKo, 2022, all rights reserved.
Thank you for listening :)

Lyrics:
That was the hood

I dream of the lost places
That used to be my hood.
Decay and rotten industry, 
The sceneries were good.

That was the hood.

Walls and lamps of concrete, 
Broken glass around
Gravel, rails and switches
Covering the ground. 

That was the hood.

In pale dirty streetlights
Rats from right to left
While gangsters round the corner
Are planning their next theft.

That was the hood.

When you have to live here
It´s good to know some names.
But if you do, you feel safe 
Protected in the game. 

That was the hood.

At night no one around here 
But restless freaks like me
I miss sneaking around
My rotten industry

That was the hood.

Neli CoKo - The Hood

Get Home
Written and performed by Todd Brown
Sonic adornments provided by Boxy https://soundcloud.com/boxy-683069948
All rights reserved 2/18/2023


All that we are
is not near or too far
all that we do
will not make us brand new

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

We've travelled so far
not to know who we are
Curtains will fall
making clear to us all

Take the locket from my hand
and see how it shines
a thousand yesterdays won't make it last
until the end of time

I've waited so long
just to find
If you'd just

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

Get Home

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New & Different

Ahhh, the 90's Grateful Dead revival years! I dedicate this to the women that I met during a Grateful Dead concert during the early 90's. Never to be seen again, gone like a ray of light. Having some fun with the band name in the title of this one. Thanks for listening!
From the EP "Smilers"
 
Lyrics:
I'm not looking at you , she said
I'm looking a those auras spinning around your head
At this music festival
A Ticketmaster time machine
It's not what's real
It's what you believe

(chorus)She has a way
Of getting into your mind
And she likes to stay
To the morning light
Until that sunshines just right
I feel so gratefully fed
Gratefully fed

All these trust fund kids
Dressed like hippies
She does her hippy dance
She spins and twirls with all her beads
She does her hippy dances
In service to capitalism
She works during the week
At Chase Manhattan
"The friendliest bank in town"
They're the friendliest folks around!
(chorus)
Gratefully fed

Gratefully Fed

Evol

Coca Cola Cowboy

Overdub instrument with Home Recording - 5/01/2024
Performed on a Fender Precision Bass Guitar

My, My, My -  Vocal n Bass.wav

Space

Hi! Check out my Album "The Curse Of A Good Looking Ghost". Songs about drinking and death . A good time had by all! Thanks for listening.

I try to write with rich lyrical details and self-deprecating humor about the human condition. Plus, that unique Shade Structure sound!  It sounds best with headphones. Thanks for any comments, reposts or likes.

Discography: Available under Album tag on my Soundcloud main page. Free Downloads/ Always Free
* Low Profile (2024)
* Smilers (EP 2023)
•Short Songs For Tall Minds"  (2022)
•Friends, They're Gonna Get Your Story Wrong (2021)
•A Suburban Dadaist With Some Store Bought Beats (2021)
•All Feel and No Technique (2020)
•This Is How I Spend My Nights (2019)
•California Songs (2018-2019)
All sounds contained within are home-made/DIY recordings. Most songs are short stories, as I am influenced by Musicians & Writers like Raymond Carver, Warren Zevon, Mountain Goats, Tom Waits, Mark Eitzel,  Randy Newman, Destroyer, Steely Dan, Captain Beefheart, Loudon Wainwright III, Leonard Cohen & The National. Most songs have the lyrics on the song page. Thank you for listening!

Gratefully Fed

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