Waves of Joy: Thanks for all your playlists and comments on Something To Believe in Pt. 2

Unlike our previous two collabs, Dan does lyrics, vocals and lead guitars on an instrumental by me.
I made a 7/4 track for him, knowing he can sail odd waves, and here you are the fantastic result !!

https://soundcloud.com/user-276716031: lyrics, vocals, guitar solos and fills, percussion, artwork on logo by WouWou
https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions: instrumental idea, rhythm guitars, bass, drums

Verse 1:
A promise was made
And It shouldn’t fade
The words were spoken
Then they was broken

We were in the bright sunshine
I thought she was mine
It’s not something you can pawn
And asa now she is gone

I was here forever beau
It was years ago

Verse 2:
But I thought it still held
Like a solid weld

A promise is a promise
Even for a doubting Thomas
It should carry some weight
It doesn’t have an expiration date

But a last I find
That things can unwind
And we are not together
In this Summer weather

Verse 3:
She made her assurance
But I had no insurance
From the broken promise she made
Yes our romance began to fade

Now I am in the dark
What was there was just a spark
Now I Don’t know
Which way to go

No direction in my life
Yes I’m living in such strife
Wondering if life means anything
My joy has no more spring

I am that sad guy you passed by
Not noticing the tears in his eyes

B E T R A Y A L (with Daniel Lockhart)

This is the latest song from the album Wou-Wou & the Wormling, Stricknice, Bitzone, and I have been working on. Like all the rest of the songs in the set, this one began during the start of the pandemic and reflects the changes in political perspective that were happening in society, and continue to this day. And, as with the other songs, I started this song with an unreleased demo from Wou-Wou and created a 1 minute outline which I then often passed on to a guest collaborator. When it came time to fully work on the track, I expanded on the original idea, along with the guest collaborator stems, until a full song was arranged. I then passed the bones and organs of the song to Stricknice and Bitzone to add any additional muscles and flesh they believed in until it was finished. I am so blessed to work with Wou-Wou, Bitzone, Stricknice, and all the guest collaborators on this inspired set, that one day will be complete. 

May everyone find something authentic to themselves to believe in.

Track Credits:
Mayor of Donutville: Synths, Chimes, Vocals
@mayor-of-donutville
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com
Stricknice: Guitars, Reverse Guitars
@j-nice-6
Bitzone: Bass, Drums, Keys, Vocals, Mix, and Master
@bitzone
www.bitzones.net
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Guitar, Synths, Original Demo Track, Song Art
@wouwouandthewormling
https://wouwouandthewormling.bandcamp.com
www.youtube.com/channel/UCy0rEOgxbaIcWbZZuxAKVmA
the Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Arrangement, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Waiting for the next season
Waiting for a better reason
Waiting for some cohesions
In my something to believe in

Searching for another chapter
Searching for another answer
Searching for the here after
To give me something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Praying for a true sign
Praying for not to resign
Praying that any divine
Has something for me to believe in

Been out there but it’s freezing
Been out there but it’s displeasing
Been out there now releasing
My reason for something to believe in

There’s nothing in the wind speaking
There’s nothing in the house creaking
There’s nothing for the sinned seeking
For there’s nothing left to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Reborn but still
Still worn out for real
Forlorn with no goodwill
Forgotten like landfill
Discarded until rotten
Downtrodden turned to God and
Abandoned I turn to
The concerns of the spurned few
True or is it not true
It is what we’ve been through
When all has been lost to
Those others who sin too
Grew up with a promise
Now there’s thieves up upon us
Asking who can we turn to
To return to us what’s due
I shouted but nobody
Listened I doubted
And then somebody heard
Just wanted to be devoted
So a savior got stirred
For a favor his word
With our promise to help turn
The truth to be blurred

When will there be a new leader
When will there be a new preacher
When will there be my savior
To tell me what I should believe in

Looking for a new day
Looking for a new way to pray
Looking for a new way to say
I need something to believe in

Oh oh lord
You’re no more
The savior oh

Something To Believe In

Mayor of Donutville, Stricknice, Bitzone, Wou-Wou & CKP - Something To Believe In

Many thanks to She's Excited! and Couch King Presents for giving life to this old demo.

Instrumental, mix and artwork - @wouwouandthewormling
Vocals and lyrics - @she-s-excited
Vocals and lyrics - @couch-king-presents

Flight (feat. She's Excited! & Couch King Presents)

It begins with a heartbeat and ends with it. 
Let's enjoy the life we have. 

Guitars
Fabi @theblacksuedeshoes
Big thanks!

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*Symphony Of Silence*

In the quiet of the twilight, shadows dance with memories.
The echoes of your laughter, the whispers of your name, expanded in this silence, forever changed.

The void you left, a chasm deep, a requiem for love we used to keep.
The realm of shadows, where you reside - can't navigate the echoes, on this lonely ride.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

A symphony of silence, a funeral of grace,
A tapestry of longing, I etched upon my face.
The void, I'm drifting, lost at sea, an elegy for you - a requiem for me.

Symphony of silence, a sound of voices.
An echo fades to grey, fades to grey, a distant waning sound.
Symphony of silence, the sound of voices, the try on minds.
The echo of emotion.

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In memory of my dear father †2023

Symphony of Silence

Symphony of Silence #Fabi

Voice and acoustic guitar: David Dunham
Music composition, piano and electronic strings: Michele Ansani

Those recited by David are verses from one of the most famous poems and one of the greatest Italian poets of the 20th century (Eugenio Montale). They are taken from the collection entitled ‘Ossi di seppia’ ('The bones of cuttlefish'), published in Italy in 1925, and several times translated into English (alone or together with other works by Montale).
Many thanks to David (@david-dunhamuser589535203), who agreed to collaborate on this little creation, also adding his refined guitar phrasing. All the (usual) imperfections are mine.

Cover photo by Peter Zajfrid, "Moody Morning"

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Lyrics (ENGLISH / ORIGINAL ITALIAN)

Perhaps one morning going alone in the air of glass,
arid, lookin back, I shall see, with the terror
of a drunken man, the making of a miracle:
nothingness at my shoulders, the void behind me.

Then as on a screen, suddenly, trees houses hills
will assemble themselves for the usual deception.
But it will be too late; and I shall go on, quiet,
with my secret, among the men who do not turn

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Forse un mattino andando in un’aria di vetro,
arida, rivolgendomi, vedrò compirsi il miracolo:
il nulla alle mie spalle, il vuoto dietro
di me, con un terrore di ubriaco.

Poi come s’uno schermo, s’accamperanno di gitto
alberi case colli per l’inganno consueto.
Ma sarà troppo tardi; ed io me ne andrò zitto
tra gli uomini che non si voltano, col mio segreto.

---

Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 27.

Perhaps One Morning ... [Michele Ansani - David Dunham] **

My piece is about a pyrrhic victory;  a victory that inflicts such a devastating toll on the victor that it is tantamount to defeat.

pyrrhic victory

SUNDOWN

Oblivion

Mrs. Rhymes & Lost Angel of Havik - Dark Desires

Harmonies inspired by Cool Minor Blues Groove | Guitar Jam Track In A Minor (80 BPM) (Youtube). Vocals from Steinberg Soulful RnB Vocals library

I'm the one

Rudi played Baritone Uke, Drums, Percussions, Keyboard
Xian3 spent his voice and wrote the lyrics

As Tomorrow Arrived

First beams arrow
Fly like sparrows
As the morning arrives

Can’t remember
When i lost my temper
That is already gone

Getting back 
From another flight
As the morning arrives

As the morning arrives
As the morning comes
As the morning arrived

Driven in sorrow
`bout tomorrow
That is already gone…

Such a torture
With the future
As the morning come…

Leaving bed 
Only under protest
As tomorrow arrives…

As the morning arrives
As tomorrow comes
As the morning arrived

Thoughts are narrow
Fly like sparrows
As I open my eyes

Can’t remember
When i lost my temper
As tomorrow arrived ?

Was that your face ?
In a mirror ?!?
But that’s already gone
out

As the morning arrives
As the morning come
As tomorrow arrives
That is already gone
As tomorrow arise
As the morning come
As tomorrow arrived
As the morning begun…

As tomorrow arrived (some decibel with xian3)

Low Tide

The incredible Harry Jacobson joins me on this funky groove oriented fun jam, with a quirky intro and outro.
Harry is well known not only for his distinct masterful electric guitar blues-rock style, but also for his delightfully stinging guitar tones that sustain and blossom into beautiful overtones and harmonics.  
Enjoy the ride!

THICKETS and THORNS (Audric Jankauskas/Harry Jacobson-2025)

Download: https://redders1.bandcamp.com/album/golden-beats

Fireside - Golden Beats LP

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Valley Of The Wind

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