I love these lyrics…very descriptive and charming music!!

C’est sur terre que je t’ai découvert et que je te préfère…Ta poésie et ta musique font partie de mes pauses dans mon rocking-chair…Merci!

love the guitar picking and singing voice and accent super sexy. Way too sexy to sing about dads 😁 ❤️❤️❤️

Magnifique ! Prends ton temps quand même . 💚💚💚

Sounds ..vocal.. really good! 🌍☮︎👍

I was headed home thru Hattiesburg 
In an icy cold  December 
On a train: the Crescent City line
To my hometown for Christmastime

I was watching out the window
As the train pulled out into the snow
The western sky was glowing red
as the night turned purple overhead

Between the sunset and the evening stars
Planes were leaving long white scars
I’d given anything to be up there
Flying far away from here

That was years ago
The last time that I went home
Now I’d give anything to go back where I belonged

Oh, to walk down those familiar streets
In the town that held my secrets deep
To see the soft glow of the Christmas lights
In the windows around the old house of mine

To feel the warmth of Christmas from years ago
But things have changed so much I know
We all have gone separate ways
And it all feels so far away

Everyone I’ve known has come and gone
Friends and family that I depended on
That world is gone
And I stand alone 
I just want to go back home where I belong

If Christmas wishes did come true
I would have a million reason to 
Get back on the crescent city train
And start the new year home again

I just want to go back home

The Last Time I Went Home

This is what jamming with the great Johnny Minstrel sounds like. We always loved that light free airy sound. No added fx. Thanks Pravinand @johnny-minstrel

JM: electric guitar, harmonica

The Line (Brian Peters)

I was looking out my window on the first day of Spring
Thought I saw the Winter phantom, well he touches everything
We never know what's good or bad until one of them is gone
Everyone is looking for the line between right and wrong

Well we're looking to the heavens and we haven't left the ground
Looking for the eternal in a world going down
This road just keeps you travelling, going on and on
Everyone is looking for the line between right and wrong

I never know what's hurting, I never know what's true
But man is always restless about the things he always knew
It seems like it started from the day I was born
Everyone is looking for the line between right and wrong

All of us are blinded, learning how to survive
Someone else may tell you, you got to keep hope alive
Well I'm staring out my window, I might see another dawn
Everyone is looking for the line between right and wrong

The Line (w Johnny Minstrel)

So many interpolations or inspirations in this 😎 had a lot of fun doing it ….

Soul Kissed angelic
Always missed, I’m so pathetic 
Memory inducing to the touch
And born to do it 
Don’t rush, got the love, it’s enough 
You help me see the things ….

Repairing like a medic,
Making out I’m psychedelic, 
Foot on the clutch, it’s too much not 
Not born to run it,
Don’t push, it’s a touch, we’re enough 
You help me see the things that I can’t see 

You’ve been undefeated 
My lines were confiscated 
Hitting the highs, record times, 
We can’t be slated 
It’s a rush, at push it’s on us 
You help me see the things…
Turned my fate upside down
If my dad could see he’d be proud 
Your a riot, I’m so loud, I’m so loud
It’s on us, what a rush, it’s enough 
You help me see the things that I can’t see 

Blindsided by life’s lies
Lucky is as lucky does 
That hasn’t been the case for many of us 
When I was in a hole, you took on the starring role 
Led me away, said I could stay, for a day so I stayed anyway 
You help me see the things that I can’t see

All Things I Cant See

MlCK and l made this song over two years ago--He most generously agreed to let me Publish---You may have heard lt at his address- We both Love thls song very much, And we hope you do too!!:):)

Production and all orchestrations By Teth Sin
Lyrics and Singing ------by Stonerjazz

The Maestro

captured in the eddy of the river bright, the still life painted with the colors of the soul, the dead-eyed and the damaged wander through the landscape of the misty light without compassion for our plight.

even in the darkest night there’s drops of paint, notes from my guitar, and tiny light that usher in such lush delights, though worthless in the merchants eye, the maestro has the wings to fly…

it’s a big mess, got a hole in my chest, taken down and crushed like apples in a press, i confess to everything i’ve ever done. every single one of us… on the run.

when minds are quiet, the stink of revolution floats in the air, and the overlords they waste away in deep despair… slippin in the deep end not so quietly. fantastic sights!!
tin can rattle in the back, living in a tiny shack, standing in the middle of a two lane blacktop gazing at a cloud i saw some thirty years ago.

The Maestro  featurlng Teth Sin

Did a few experiments to see how simple melodies can change with mode.

Written and performed by Kyo

Starlight Fantasy

MON GRAND-PÈRE EST AU GRAND AIR
LÀ-HAUT SUR SON ROCKING-CHAIR
POUR L’ÉTERNITÉ PÉPÈRE
DANS LA STRATOSPHÈRE

ANTIQUE PIERROT LUNAIRE
IL A JAMAIS TOUCHÉ TERRE
TOUTE UNE VIE LE NEZ EN L’AIR
DANS SA TROPOSPHÈRE

ET NOUS À FAIRE DES AFFAIRES
ON FOUT NOTRE VIE EN L’AIR   
ET CE QU’ON GAGNE ON LE PERD
JUSQU'À MORDRE LA POUSSIÈRE

RIEN À FOUTRE MON GRAND-PÈRE 
NOS VIES IL EN A RIEN À FAIRE
IL A POUR LUI TOUT L’ÉTHER
L’ÉTERNITÉ PÉPÈRE

NOUS AVEC LE FEU MON FRÈRE
ON JOUE À SE FAIRE LA GUERRE
ET DES NICHES ET DES MISÈRES
THERMONUCLÉAIRES

MON GRAND-PÈRE EST AU GRAND AIR
LÀ-HAUT SUR SON ROCKING-CHAIR
POUR L’ÉTERNITÉ PÉPÈRE
DANS LA STRATOSPHÈRE

NOUS AVEC NOS MOTS EN L’AIR
DANS CE MONDE DÉLÉTÈRE
NOS AMOURS EN COURANTS D’AIR
OUI MAIS LAISSE FAIRE

BIENTÔT LE FUNICULAIRE
JE PRENDRAI POUR PRENDRE L’AIR
ET ALLER VOIR MON GRAND-PÈRE
DANS SON EXOSPHÈRE

MON GRAND-PÈRE (Lyrics)

A large Male Wooley Mammoth stood 13 feet at the shoulder and weighed ln at 26 thousand pounds--

Tracking the Mighty  Mammoth

This is a song that originated with JJ, who was kind enough to share it with Ken (K2 and the Three, and the K2 and the Four), Tez (Llanpsych), and me. I have to say that this was the most fun I've had on a song in a while, mainly because it allowed me to play out my Miles Davis fantasy that I've had brewing for the past 30 or so years. I like to imagine my guitar part as a trumpet part. The reason I'm able to do this is because of JJ's amazing modal keys parts. He's playing a major against a minor riff over an uncommitted bass line. That bass line happens to be rolling along over top of some highly innovative drumming by Ken. It sounds like water falling or someone tripping down the stairs to me. Perfect! After we had it all recorded, we sent it to my man in Manchester, Tez, who painstakingly put it together into a live sounding, balanced song. This was truly a team effort and one of which I'm extraordinary proud.  We all hope you dig it, as well.

In A Quiet Way  (Eclectic Collective)

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

featuring @4catsncoffee on violin
:
Sometimes it takes courage to forget your past and just run... 
ely sky is a guitar-based alternative folk tune with southern gothic echoes. The second tune off the d'ville EP >soundcloud.com/jh0st/sets/dville
:
--------------------lyrics

Never enough to know
that fireworks don't always explode
40 days have passed us by
Left smoldering glowing skies

no one knows your early story...

Blessed be the creaking stair
warning you of all that you fear
Heavy breath and humid air  
that swallows angels' dusty prayers

No one knows your early story…
heard it through the open window
whispers in the form of curses

Floating on the Ely Sky
Beneath our backs dark water flows
Million stars and northern lights
witness your secret undertow 

No one knows your early story…
heard it through the broken window
whispers in the form of curses

…already gone 

Will you promise me just this:
steal the dollars hidden under

First you walk and then you run
turn to dust your father figure

Steal away on the midnight bus
connect the dots across the water

Save yourself and only you
One last eye to the Ely Sky…

MON GRAND-PÈRE (Lyrics)

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