Feel the Smokey streets of Belleville marching onward to the Belleville!

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Love the beat, vocals and name! Great job 👏

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not so sure about this left hand/right hand business
I've got a light hand
a preacher to the writer

don't need to get a head in life
I kept my own

never surrender
never stopped fighting
we are the champion

lost at sea? never
I can find my way
I can see
cord her with a song
the mare remembers me

bless my bones
walking young eagles

guard my bones
silver panther
from the priestess impersonators

think I can get this
bird in to the top of the mountain
my wings unfolding

you might say I look white
but I swear I'm an engine
I think I can
Mex I can, too

Little Engine that could

Nile Cobra
crawl in your bed
I got it made
red, white and depressed

C-Life

Silver Panther
at the center of a storm
well red mic-jaguar
americano

Albina Toro

the only love of Lady Leviathan
that certain smile you give to
no other man

she was adorned in her ceremonial role
riding to his temple with a pistol

Gall, he was a man
fighting with a hatchet
Reno had taken his whole family away

heart is turning bad
loner on the hill

do you have faith
no man
hath lifted my veil
know water
no water like Captain Benteen

Inyan
our word of stone
foundation that they
impose on

La Coda de la musica
end is beginning
anole tale growing back
after leaving

Haleakala woman
y La Mujer
made a holy temple of Custer's head

Awwww yeah
Panties are down
the river delta
Pan is me now
I know Zenobia

The Pinnacle and Shamash Pit

Tezcat Real
will destroy your hollow
graphic unperformer

So, if your son is bi,
is he a buffalo?
NO! didn't think so

Bison Goddess
Summer Solstice
Pretty White Bullet
Stronger than death

try, try to block my memories and fail
ocean
it pulls your memories
everytime I'll be
I run to your memory
wake up to something Real

go on a date with Pele
destroy the wicked
burn these roaches now
burn 'em all

finish with a tezcataclysm
a flood
if you would appropriate
images of ours 
we will make you die

Electra Cool

a man who assumes authority over the trigger of his rage
the sight of anything vulnerable, sensitive and open 
is no man at all 
but the slave of his incapacity

we know that your assumption of authority is rooted in fear
envy and a destructive addiction to power
the War Chief amongst you knows who he is
without permission

looks like it's gonna
rainman
stronger than death and the second hand
I am the triumph of creation

Heyoka Crown
stronger than the curses of millions

Silver Panther'd
eye of the storm
crescent moon
the white horns of Cybele
Wake Inyan from stone
Cristabela

Adorned in her ceremonial role
riding up with a pistol

i feel no guilt about saying no to evil

sex change to seven

Nile Cobra crawl in
Alive!
cried Mary

cancel the assumption
(I am the triumph of creation)

captured at the river
[SR-71]
Viva Mescalero

(the war chief amongst you knows who he is)

stronger than the second hand
[Albina Toro]
firewater man

Like Bettie Page
black native braids
her bangs
blasting a hole in Custer's brain

look like you've seen a ghost

A miracle 
Mustang Injun
galloped into hell
find Proserpina

deserted
forgotten
children's lives
that were thrown away
speak through me
we have made no agreement
yet you took our lives away
time to pay the debt

Tezcat Real is for pussies
all the most dangerous bikers
that come into our shows
all agree that I'm
much too funny
to beat the shit out of me

we'll rock your body
Tezcatli
Polka Party

life is stronger than a paris-sitic death
before you do the drunken chicken dance
wake inyan from stone

Heyoka Crown

little big rosebud horn
dog star
Bison Goddess

Cronos of Syn City
flood in the desert
marry me
through the lionesses
door

married to my god of war
top tier twenty tuesday
word lady
sonic law

we are the five 
oh now 
CALLING AQUILA

Nile Cobra cups of Liber T
protector of the children 

Rattlesnakes
bite the doctors
get 'em where they're sleeping
and I'll wake Inyan

I got something to cancel
The assumption of Murias
raise La Meri Ka

Heyoka Rode

A remake of my song REALISE , that i wrote when i was 16. This one is way better and cleaner! A song is like wine, it gets better with time and even better than wine :)
 it was a very big pleasure working with this one with Gaxillic Productions! good vibrations! thanks again!

LYRICS:

Said i walked down my street
and i've got my cats walking with me
almost the end of the road
and still no one saw me

i've got a lot lot lot of answers on my mind
but no questions to go with it
it makes me so nervous to see
the poor and rich fighting for nothing yeah
i just c'ant beleive how i feel
oh someone please do something yeah

so i sat down under a big tree
two minutes to think oh am i free?
i've got to find a job man for my dream
but all i can do is, to sing!
so i lokked up the sky, got on my knees
and i tought of my wife, my cats and my kids
oh i could have sold my soul too but i beleive
we d'ont need any money to have a good sleep 
so all i can say now is, stand up and scream
before your life end like, one two and three

Realise

Realise (Gaxillic productions)

Spotify

Red Dress

Bluebird, you will never reach the sky.
So keeping hidden, raise your voice up to the night.
I'll drink my whiskey, smoke my cigarettes till dawn.
The world is frozen, but this fireside is warm.

I was calling out.
I was falling out.
I was broken and bored.
I was reaching out.
I was hanging round.
I was waiting to soar.
Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Bluebird, you will never get away.
(Why would you even want to get away?)
You're only memories, all the rest will have to stay.
(Back in your cage where all the best birds stay)
Hidden only by the pretence that they care.
Like circles drifting from the centre to the air.

I was wondering out.
I was holding out.
I was broken and cold.
I was never round.
I was on the ground.
I was getting too old.
In the cold.
In the cold.

Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Bluebird, are you singing in my heart.
(Singing out from down within my heart)
They must've noticed, you were broken from the start.
(You were broken from the very start)
I'll keep on dreaming, won't you tell me what you saw?
(Just a little hint at what you saw)
When you left me, and I couldn't see no more.
(What am I to do? I can't see more)

Are you calling out?
Are you falling out?
Are you broken and bored?
Are you reaching out,
Are you hanging round?
Are you waiting to soar?
Wanting more.
Wanting more.

Well, you can run, but you can't hide.
There's no escape, from what's inside.
Well, we all live, and then we die.
Imagination helps you get on by. (x2)


Bluebird

This is song about a loss of a love one and how his life touched others. It a true story and was very difficult to write. I hope you all can take something away from this song that touches you heart

Too Soon

isolamento

She was proud in her Phrygian hat,
Barefoot among the fighters that
Filled the smoky streets of Belleville,
Marching onward to the Bastille.

The suffragettes in the square,
They fought, shedding bitter tears.
Italian boats with wheat on board,
Smuggled by girls for a reward.

Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

(Verse 2)
Samnite girls exploring sex,
Painted in the suburban baths.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.

Ahhotep welcomed the exiles
Among the siltstones of the Nile.
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.



(Bridge)
Flower of trick in Nysa's field,
It smelled like Persephone's skin.
Young girls with lotus feet,
Drank their tea on Liji's streets.


Zarathustra spoke to the women,
But he never spoke about women.
For Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

Zarathustra sprach zu den Frauen,
Doch er sprach nie über Frauen.
Nietzsche, an aphoristic tension,
Lilith, an ancestral dimension.

NOMADS

An Aphoristic Tension

Lunchtime

less than watch me

In My Arms

This tune was released by Robbie Williams in 2002. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #578 by Robbie Williams

One Step Closer Demo

Lyrics:

Forgive me for what I've done,
Just sing me the lullaby.
Those torn wings won't make you fly,
But please, just believe this time.

Lost past hides the light from me,
Still trapped in regret and dark...
Intentions of restless mind,
To make up what could've been...

A lifetime of guilt within,
Pulled under the soothing lie,
Anemic and anchored with
Cold halo you left behind.

So vulnerable...

Daylight tones the dust
From the unsettling hunt for peace,
Chained down to past.
Chimera's voices' lied!
I'm so lost and vulnerable...

Lost

"So Damn Lonely" by These Guitars Say Sorry is a stark, unvarnished piece that stretches across six minutes of near-painful intimacy. Armed with nothing more than an acoustic guitar and a raw, exposed vocal, the track leans into its own emptiness, letting the spaces between the notes speak as loudly as the words themselves. It's a slow, heavy exhale — fragile, stubborn, and unflinchingly honest.

So Damn Lonely by These Guitars Say Sorry

The Ties That Bind Us

IR1S (Intelligent Recognitive Integrated Sound) is an alternative band electronic music project where the central characters in every song are women. Each track tells a story, explores a social issue, or expresses a thought from the perspective of these protagonists, weaving together elements of both fictional narratives and real-life experiences. Drawing inspiration from strong women in literature, cinema, and dystopian worlds, IR1S creates a unique soundscape that blends powerful storytelling with evocative electronic beats.
For information write to the new management "John Falko Promotion"

Lofoten Isles, Norway
More than 25 years as a rookie on my belt
Making music - in my case - is a creative exercise and something I like to do for recreational purposes, above all.
I love that anyone can take a guitar, their DAW, or whatever. Even just pen and paper, and come up with something special and unique that has never been heard or written.
This opportunity, regardless of experience and talent, to enter a universe and go places no one has set foot before, is magic. 
To draw a parallel to soccer, Im a non-league player, and would get attention for all the wrong reasons if I were thrown into a match with Salah, Haaland and the like. Still, by finding my level I can be part of an amateur team that serves a purpose in a local community, like a social meeting spot for people who like football - or don't - to come together, get into talks through a comment on a situation in the match and such. And you know what's coolest of all? Once in a while, when the sun and moon line up, I`m on a streak with my evening prayers or for some other reason have my day, I make this amazing dribble, then score a spectacular goal, becoming the local hero of the day or something. Those moments happen on all levels. Chances are perhaps even better on lower levels for this dribble to never have been seen before, since amateur football is not as controlled and professionalised as La Liga, Premier League, etc, leaving much more room for experimentation and individual creativity.  
I bet you had a few of those moments yourself, right? Send me a sound file, - soccer being a metaphor after all -  of your magic moment, it being a victorious match full song or just this cool detail you like, perhaps a great lyric line, guitar riff, or even cover art, all goes, so I get the chance to enjoy it too, thanks in advance! 
Cheers
Odd Roar

An Aphoristic Tension

IR1S

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