❤️️ This track is cool, crisp sounds 🔥🔥🔥

Nice tempo and rhythm. I feel the sense of gentleness and flow in the melody.

Very nice and well produced track. I like the tempo changes and the voice.

Sweet vocals, nicely compressed. Good use of reverb in the track. Tempo change is cool.

Interesting track! Love the vocals. Love the tinkly keys as well. The tempo changes are strange but cool.

Written by Pete 
Recorded and Mixed by Dave Nicastro
Pete- Guitars,Vocals,Bass
Paul- Drums
Tim Hunt-Keyboards-Formally of Roadwork,Smoke N' Mirrors and Shadys of Gray

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Dancin'

An ode to anxiety and the beauty of accepting the unknown.

Mixed and mastered by my dear friend and mentor, Kyle Ginther... Rest in peace, maestro

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This track is off the album "There to here (Part 2)". 
Music and Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Keyboards: Phil Bowen
Vocals: Phil Bowen
Guitars: Phil Bowen
It is also at Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0UFRsKjsTFeRk9NDGaSEXz?si=055c226c040e410e
and Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTfWVl9BQJE
Verse 1
On this train called “Liberty”
I saw my life in front of me
As I close my eyes and I drift away
And float along the milky way

Verse 2
On this train called “Liberty”
I realised endless possibilities
As I look up to the stars above
On this train called “Liberty”.

Verse 3
The rain pours down on warm summer night in New England
The hypnotic rhythm of the train on the tracks soothes my weary mind
I close my eyes and I float away
To the land of emerald green
I close my eyes live another day 
And thank Mary Magdalene

Chorus
I look at the moon and starlight
Shining high in the sky
I think of all the wrongs and all the rights
But I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
I am just a man of simple means, no wise guy
(Last time- I am on this train called “Liberty”).

Middle 8
On this train called “Liberty” 
Your free to disagree
As long as I stay on the tracks and never look back
I know that I am free
Free to think, to be who I am
Free to live and not care a dam
I am on the train they call “Liberty”.

There to Here  Pt. 2

This Train Called Liberty

Go Home-Lil Willie feat.J.BoogZ(produced by Guala Beatz)

City Pulse

Waves (2009)

This composition presents you with a musical plateform that represents you calling out to your  past family, friends or people you have felt a bond with,or who are experiencing hardship.
The Sad Souls are captured in the -Celo, flute and piano.
The Happy responses are felt in the guitar and piano
I hope you can relate to this composition as it allows you to  create your vision.

My Soul cries out for you

So Far captures the longing to reconnect with loved ones who feel worlds away. This EDM journey blends dark, atmospheric soundscapes with uplifting beats, evoking the bittersweet memories of a place called home. Through pulsing bass, ethereal synths, and powerful drops, each note reflects the heartache and determination of a survivor fighting through the emptiness to reunite with those they cherish most.
Let So Far take you through haunting wastelands, where glimmers of hope and love cut through the shadows, guiding you back to where you belong.
For everyone who’s ever felt the distance, but keeps moving forward.
(Thanks ChatGPT!!!)

As Vincent Van Gogh once said :-
Thank you for lending me your ear and if you like the sunflowers don't forget to repost, like and follow.

So Far

Poetry and Concept:  (Peter: 1234567890) @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Arrangement & Production: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Piano Accompaniment: Debra Buesking
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The first time I heard these words from Peter I was getting ready for the day....looking in the mirror.  I could have written this.  I might have chosen different words but the sentiment was definitely the same. And so I decided that since my hair has gone decidedly gray maybe today would be a good day to update my profile photo.   I celebrate rather than lament the passing of time.

Thank you, Peter, for the honor of letting me embellish your words with my piano. And thank you, David, for your wonderful insight and creativity in production.  
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.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels (1234567890/Peter aka @user-264930040)

Dear God, just look at the state of you - what the hell happened?
Did time do that all by itself?
Chiselled and scraped with gentle, temporal strength?
Yesterdays now patterned well with telling tales of wear and tear.
Always took such good care that you ticked every health kick box
But all the ticks collect their tocks, bundling up the time we thought was dangling spare.

And wrinkly skin comes out to play, crafting plots with crumpled neurons badly frayed, and
Liver spots about the edges worn of happy recollections,
Waltzed away, invisible to the swinging of that penduled clock.
Take your eyes off it for just a minute and you’ve lost a day,
And then a decade’s worth of wry reflections,
Lovingly to fold them up and let them lie in memory’s pocket.

Those lines that contour of your brow, a biography of creases now
And all cut down so very deep.
Each epidermal void crevasse life’s stylus tracks a scratching past
Evinces of a record no mortal hard re-format could delete.
And of your eyes, sallow yellowed at the margins, framed by corvid feet
Rigid-set to well outlast whatever bargained span of life your good Lord deems replete.

As if your face lampoons of age itself, wrecked and bent
Of scars that trace minutiae, carved in master sculptors’ stone
And none too soon, for just that task and that alone, recording compressed of the past..
We both know well which ones are smiles and which the pain that heaven sent,
The former few, soft of the flesh, the many others sunk unto the very bone,
The harshest welt of any sole upon the universal cobbler’s last.

But does it help to so reflect, or but to hurry time’s neglect?
Of such consideration circles wrapped in worry tearing down
All edifice of self respect, the towering pit of pity comes once more to town,
Parades a circus fine of talents, self deprecating jestered clowns
And galloping horses all the while stampede about the rounded ropes
Vespered peace forever sought, just out of reach, concedes of futile, now confounded hopes.

So what of forward self projection, folding the creases back behind
And out of sight to speculation on future solaced peace of mind?
Perhaps again the crashing wall of fast reality, solid bricked
Determines upward focus but to fall, as if to gravity’s grounded truth
Tricked of consequential solitude, rimed of age, aching of the aged sick
No respite there nor rectitude as once you found in torrid youth.

But perhaps I’m speaking out of turn and out of place,
For though your memories sear and burn as if to carbonise some worthwhile trace of validity
On that unholy visage lit by lives lived long before….
It matters not and changes nought, not a jot nor yet a thought
For you and I know better than to seek a settled score from comment fair
After all, you are I, staring back at me from the mirror mounted there.

.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels . 1234567890 with help from Dunham & Buesking

Johnny Drama (Entourage Skit)

original Music/Lyrics/Vocals: Neowakan
2006

The tears of the sun

Hey I'm Ivy <3 My mom taught me how to play guitar when I was young. I grew up singing and playing with her, my grandfather, and cousins in Tennessee. Later I started learning how to produce music when I was 20 years old after getting a job at a local Guitar Center. I bought my first interface and the rest was history! I fell in love with all things audio/music production and decided to pursue a degree in Audio Engineering. At 29, I still find myself producing and engineering music to sort out my thoughts and feelings. I like to say that my heart is my "genre". My main influences are a melting pot of Electronic/Dance music, Folk, Soul, Hip-Hop, Country, Pop, and Rock and Roll. Music has always been a safe haven for me, whether I am making some or listening to it. I hope my art and music finds a way to bring comfort needed to the listener. Whether that be a smile, relaxation, a laugh, anger, amusement, joy, or despair... Every emotion and feeling is valid

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