Great track and sounds very fun to play!  The bass is really awesome too :)

LOVE YOUR SOUND HEAD TO TOE! WOULD LOVE TO WORK IF YOUR DOWN!

BRUH ALL OF YOURE SONGS ARE GOOD MAN 😭🔥

Very funky track love it and a young child's hearty laughter is so very special, so great idea to include that

The use of the instruments are dope. Really feel that jazzy flow

Like children playing and having fun in their own way! Thank you!

Song on "Beachcomber" by Robert Service.

Lyrics :

When I have come with happy heart to sixty years and ten,  
I'll buy a boat and sail away upon a summer sea;
And in a little lonely isle that's far and far from men,
In peace and praise I'll spend the days the Gods allow to me.
For I am weary of a strife so pitiless and vain;
And in a far and fairy isle, bewilderingly bright,
I'll learn to know the leap and glow of rapture once again,
And welcome every living dawn with wonder and delight.

Chorus :
And there I'll build a swan-white house above the singing foam,
With brooding eaves, where joyously rich roses climb and cling;
With crotons in a double row, like wine and honeycomb,
And flame trees dripping golden rain, and palms.
And there I'll let the wind and wave do what they will with me;
And I will dwell unto the end with loveliness and joy;
And drink from out the crystal spring, and eat from off the tree,
As simple as a savage is, as careless as a boy.

For I have come to think that Life's a lamentable tale,
And all we break our hearts to win is little worth our while;
For fame and fortune in the end are comfortless and stale,
And it is best to dream and rest upon a radiant isle.
So I'll blot out the bitter years of sufferance and scorn,
And I'll forget the fear and fret, the poverty and pain;
And in a shy and secret isle I'll be a man newborn,
And fashion life to heart's desire, and seek my soul again.

Chorus :
And there I'll build a swan-white house above the singing foam,
With brooding eaves, where joyously rich roses climb and cling;
With crotons in a double row, like wine and honeycomb,
And flame trees dripping golden rain, and palms.
And there I'll let the wind and wave do what they will with me;
And I will dwell unto the end with loveliness and joy;
And drink from out the crystal spring, and eat from off the tree,
As simple as a savage is, as careless as a boy.

For when I come with happy heart to sixty years and ten,
I fondly hope the best of life will yet remain to me;
And so I'll burn my foolish books and break my futile pen,
And seek a tranced and tranquil isle, that dreams eternally. 
I'll turn my back on all the world, I'll bid my friends adieu;
Unto the blink I'll leave behind what gold I have to give;
And in a jewelled solitude I'll mould my life anew,
And nestling close to Nature's heart, I'll learn at last . . . to live.

Of Strange Lands & People

COMBSTEAD and I made another!
Vocals, Guitar and Harp by Robert Grigg
Check out COMBSTEAD: https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-92828285

Fish In A Barrel - COMBSTEAD / Robert Grigg

Madness, Starving, Hysterical, Naked.

Yesterday

Driving on a highway
Reaching the next gig
Talking about what we're gonna do
Feeling like a rockstars
Squandering our money in
Alcohol.              Mexico City, December 2019

Adro the Toxic Waste and John Page Contraband (music)
Kyle Cleveland (cover art) via unsplash

Ded. to my big brother Ren Ex, rest in power kicking asses..

Alcohol (demo)

[original guitar score by @john-byrne-117035719]

Sha-zam
Boom-boom-boom
(Heads up!)
Sha-zam
Boom-boom-boom-bam
(I’m a riddle!)
Sha-zam
Guess who I am?
(I keep everyone’s secret)
Sha-zam
Guess who I am?
(But I’m a riddle. I’m your riddle, so riddle me out)

When you plunged headlong into the lights
that’s when you first cried of not being ready for me.
I sat frail in every one of your classrooms,
my breathing made your teachers unsteady, nay, wobbly.

Been tossed out
a whole lot more than I’ve been carried.
But you can only have me 
either dead or buried!

I'm an easy kill—you can murder me a thousand times.
In the dead of night I’ll crash through your weatherproof doors.
You can bury me and I’ll be good and alive—
I'll sing with the banshees under your floors!

You can have me either dead or buried.
Can’t have me both dead and buried!
You can have me either dead or buried.
No-one’s ever had me both dead and buried.

When they told you the good ones never die (and then what to do)
is when I howled out you should come lookin’ for me.
I laugh sickly but my passage no walls can deny.
My heaving crescent makes confessors flushed and fumbly.

Been crossed out
a whole lot more than married.
But you can only have me
either dead or buried!

You can have me either dead or buried.
You can’t have me both dead and buried.
My harsh embrace makes even sages wary.
No-one’s ever found me both dead and buried.

(dead or, dead or) (buried)
(dead or, dead or, dead or) (buried)

And when you let me pick you up you’ll be confused.
(it works if you’re confused)
I can’t drown the buzz of a billion self-medicatin’ hornets
(self-medicatin’)
But at least your trust will never be abused
(not ever)
like those who turned your vigor into rigor mortis...

Most can take me only dead or buried.
Few can handle neither dead nor buried.
They can flaunt me only dead or buried.
You should want me
though I’m dressed in dread
my garbs all woven in thread
that’s indisputably incredible
and most spectacularly varied

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Dead Or Buried

Push on through - Robert Grigg  & Combstead

This is the result of our collaboration with an amazing jazz musician Sandor Lakatos.
https://soundcloud.com/soso-lakatos

The Laughter

“People have only as much liberty as they have the intelligence to want and the courage to take.”
― Emma Goldman

Deja Coup

Will It So

“This I want to believe implicitly: Man was born for love and revolution.”
― Osamu Dazai, The Setting Sun

Strange Benediction

In this quarantine we all had our moments of joy and moments of grief. This year we were tested for belief in god, belief in humanity and belief in people. We didn't realise the worth of those priceless moments with our loved ones until we had their ashes on our hands. We put our blood, sweat and tears towards things we want to achieve but we never stop to look back and cherish those things we already have. With these thoughts running in my mind I was feeling helpless to express these emotions by a medium. For a moment, I was lost. Until it gave me strength to face myself in the mirror and shout "you can make a change if you believe in yourself and remember, no judgement can change a belief." So I did believe in myself and let my music portray how I felt in these desperate times.

Lost

Kiasma

Igor Iofe is a
composer whose musical
paths lead to diverse stylistic destinations. Currently Igor's focus in music is Armenian traditional duduk repertoire which he performs on trumpet. He brings the beauty and warmth of the duduk into his trumpet playing.

At the Conservatorium van Amsterdam he studied with  Wim Hendrickx,Richard Ayres,  Fabio Nieder,Willem Jeths and Jorrit Tamminga. Igor attended masterclasses with Misato Mochizuki, Dmitry Kourliandski, Tristan Murail andTan Dun. His music was performed at the Composers’ Festival Amsterdam (2012 and 2013), Atlas Academy (2010-12),  Looptail XXX and at such venues as De Link, De Duif, Het Bethaniënklooster, Het Veem, STEIM, Muziekgebouw aan 't Ij and CvA in Amsterdam and other cities of the Netherlands. His piece Y+Ywas performed by the Joint Venture Percussion Duo at several venues in the USA and Europe.

Parallel to his Classical Composition studies Igor studied Composing Music for Film with Jurre Haanstra and graduated as a Master in Composing for FIlm at the CvA. During his studies he wrote music for several movies which were shown at the Beeldbuis Filmfestival, Keep an Eye Film Festival, VERS Awards, Cinekid Filmfestival, M2M Filmfestival and Pleinbioscoop Rotterdam.

Igor is one of the organisers of the Toets des Tijds Concert Series

The Laughter

Igor Iofe

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