AND I AGREE WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL SONG  " THE OLDER I AM THE EASIER I LOVE" GREAT !!!

Capturing a wonderful atmosphere in this song!

Awesomeness!! Love this!!!, Imre!!!💎💎💎💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥

Hey man! Great song and excellent instrumentation! You created a beautiful atmosphere in this song !!! 🍀

Mix/Master: Woods Studio

Additional vocals: Fog City Fogey

LYRIC
In the dreams I dream about you 
We’ve always time to spare 
And it seems like you’re about to
Tell me that you care

It’s the loneliest of feelings
To wake in the cold dawn
And the dream is gone
The dream is gone

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
When the morning arrives
With its first sunbeam
I go where the day takes me
But at night I can dream

In the dreams I dream there’s times when
Rain falls down in sheets
I can’t find a door to step in
As I walk the empty streets

Then you’re there to offer shelter
As you hold a raincoat wide
And I fold inside 
I fold inside 
Your raincoat wide

Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
I lay down my head
And my heart pumps away
My body needs rest 
But my brain wants to play
It’s the world of the past
Sent out in a stream
I may be an old man 
But I can still dream
I can still dream
The dreams I dream

The Dreams I Dream

The Pièces froides are two sets of piano pieces composed in March 1897 by Erik Satie. Unpublished until 1912 when Ravel played them publicly, they marked Satie's break from the mystical-religious music of his Rosicrucian and Gymnopodies period (1891–95), and were a harbinger of his humoristic piano suites of the 1910s. 

The title Pièces froides, translated as Cold Rooms or Cold Cuts, is a punning allusion to the dire poverty Satie experienced during his last years living in Montmartre. In July 1896, he had been forced to move into an unheated ground floor closet (he called it a "cupboard”. The space was so small that Satie's camp bed all but blocked the door shut, and on frigid nights he kept warm by sleeping fully dressed with the rest of his clothing piled on top of him.

This the second of the two cold pieces: Danses de travers (Crooked Dances)
1. En y regardant à deux fois (Give it a good look)
2. Passer (Go on)
3. Encore (Again)

Here i've arranged the original solo piano for 2 classical guitars, 12-string, celeste, woodwinds & strings.

cover art: Le Repas Frugal by Picasso

Erik Satie Pièces Froides

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.
Artwork by Paul Brennan.

You're So Gorgeous

Tk421

Music by Paul Rose, Andy Champion, David Cowan and Dave Rose.
Andy Champion Bass
David Cowan Keyboards 
Paul Rose Guitar 
Me Drums

Groove1

Groove #1

WHO NEEDS A FANFARE
IN A FANCY BAR
YOU CAN DRIVE QUITE FAR
IN AN RUSTY OLD CAR
I AM ANIMAL
I GO MINIMAL
THE ALLIGATOR WAY

I GROW BY THE LIGHT
WHETHER DIM OR BRIGHT
IN A SILLY TRY
TO REACH THE SKY
I AM VEGETABLE
I GO MINIMAL 
THE POISON IVY WAY

ROCKY AS A TOAD
CARVED ALONG THE ROAD
A BOULDER OF OLD
A NUGGET OF GOLD
I AM MINERAL
I GO MINIMAL
DOING IT MY WAY

THE LARGER THE CROWD
THE FURTHER I STAY AWAY
THE MORE THE TALK GETS LOUD
THE LESS I HAVE TO SAY
I’M NO WATERFALL
I GO MINIMAL
THE MISSISSIPI WAY

THE MISSISSIPPI WAY (Lyrics)

Cast of Characters:

Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – foundational acoustic and electric guitars, distorted electric guitar, and the seed idea
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– 5-string banjo solo, electric guitar
Mistermark – @the user-432503709 – Mark – vocals, lyrics, high organ, toy piano, percussion, sound effects, production, editing, mix
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- low organ, piano, synth flute, sound effects
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, percussion 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – 4-string fretless bass
Composition – The Eclectic Collective

This song began its life as a hauntinly exquisite guitar chord progression that Tez came up with and shared with the rest of us. He also stacked a couple of other guitar tracks in there for good measure. Ken was first up, adding his drums, then later his pots and pans percussion. As he was doing that, Josh was coming up with his bass line, and they did their little dance of back and forth until the rhythm section was set. Mark came in around the same time, though, and added his unique, Waitsian vocals with the lyrics that he wrote for it, too. He also added some really amazing organ parts, a toy piano which you can hear right after the bajo solo, and percussion that add a solid foundation for his voice and add magic throughout the song. Stephen followed shortly after with the big stroke guitar chords, and also came up with the amazing banjo solo you hear in there, too. Last, but not least, JJ came in with his organ and electric piano to seal the deal with the melodies and ambience. Then he and Mark added the cool sound effects you hear throughout, too.
  Every great song needs a great producer, and Mark filled the duty on this one. He has proved himself to be a masterful editor, producer, and mixer, and we are lucky to have him as part of the team.
  This one is an homage to Tom Waits in a deliberate way. We're all big fans, and tried to do something in his unique style. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
 
Original lyrics by Mistermark:
I got something hidden in my closet 
that I don’t want you to see 
A little like a shady deposit
And it’s bound to incriminate me

Well now some might call it a skeleton 
Like a raincoat filled with bones
See I been hangin’ it there since I don’t know when
And I just can’t leave it alone

Me and Bill rolling bones in a gambling hall 
I threw snake eyes but Bill counted three
I took his accusation just a little too far 
Then everybody went quiet as they stared at me

Now the finger bone’s connected to the trigger
And the hand bone’s connected to me
And every day my secret’s gettin’ bigger
Soon enough I’ll be swinging from a tree

Coz I got something hidden in my closet 
that I don’t want you to see 
I done made a shady deposit
And it’s bound to incriminate me

Well now some might call it a skeleton 
Like a raincoat filled with bones
See I been hiding it there since I don’t know when
And I just can’t leave it alone
(repeat)

Bones - The Eclectic Collective

https://soundcloud.com/synline send me this wonderful instrumental, he also later on mastered and mixed this song. A Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along.

Artwork by Dr Carl Russell

New Roses

Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the latest blooms
Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the sharpest thorns

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of new roses
Wandering hidden paths
Must move with some adroitness
Or getting tossed

Into the underwood
Growing not so very well understood…

Still picking, picking, picking, picking
For a little more attention
Still clicking, clicking, clipping, clicking
For some solid numbers

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of neurosis
Wandering hidden paths
Ahh, must move with some more adroitness
Ahh, already getting lost

In the underwood
The maze gets bigger than understood
In the underwood…
Where the new roses stood…

New Roses (wt Synline)

A song about environmental pollution. 
https://open.spotify.com/album/4zdahPx0gMrOCf2gQonMWE?si=5wQYk7HtQC6CC03fOhdEJQ

Речка Жижавка

Paul Newhouse - Речка Жижавка

'clown redux'

music: Rentt
lyrics, vocals, art: scotty
 https://on.soundcloud.com/QJv6N4bvd11GGu6D9

I put my makeup on before I hit the darkened streets.
Frighten children passing, as I pick my trick for treat.
Lure 'em to my vintage van with puppies and candy,
then tie 'em up and gag 'em so they can't release a shriek.

Then I'll take them to the basement of an old abandoned house.
The fear that they possess is what makes me most aroused.
And when I've done my dirty work, I'll put that fire out,
and dump 'em in the woods, with their parts scattered all around.

Call me fucking sick, I'm just a product of this world
and all you fucking people, how society's unfurled.
Try your best to catch me. Do your best to understand. 
But for every one of me there's worse things done by 'the man.'

clown redux (one man verity show)

THE BOY - SKY BURNS

Everything by THE BOY

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