Very affecting. And your vocal performance takes me into a great vaulted cathedral.

Beautiful and empyreal. Great offer for the season.

You sloppy old whatsit! This leaves me cold, I don't experience these feelings. Big boys don't cry... Big boys don't cry... Big boys don't cry... so beautiful, so sad,  Big boys don't cry... Big boys don't cry...

Really good track with cool vocal delivery

This captivates from the start//has a cinematic heartfelt vocal performance//deep and effective lyric//music, sound, mix and production are WOW!!

Enfants du vent

Que reste-t-il de nous
Après moi après vous
Plus rien

Où sont passés nos rêves
Brulés dans l’incendie
De nos cœurs interdits

C’est le feu
C’est le sang
Qui nous entrainent au-devant
Au-devant de nos peurs
Nous ne sommes que les enfants du vent
Du sable éternel
De la poussière

Qu’avons-nous fait de mal
On trouvait ça normal
D’exister

Qu’avons-nous devant nous
Que des rêves un peu flous
De fragiles croyances
Qu’on laisse derrière nous
Et on court en tout sens
Sans savoir où aller

C’est le feu
C’est le sang
Qui nous entrainent au-devant
Au-devant de nos peurs
Nous ne sommes que les enfants du vent
Du sable éternel
De la poussière



A LA FRONTIERE

Enfants Du Vent

This song came out a collaboration with CTS during FAWM last year. It's a bit heavy rock and a whole lot of funk. I suggest you listen with headphones for the best experience ;)

Lyrics by Andrea Brennan
Music, vocals and production by CTS

Pulsing neon signs
Flashing venom in my eyes
Poison triggers feeding
Euphoric state of mind
Escalating into
A hyperactive high

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Manic insanity
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me

Race the Vegas strip
Stack of hundreds up my sleeve
Double down and hit me
Only losers need to sleep
The devil's come to play
I'm getting in too deep

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me

Up and down the streets
Searching for some fun  
Hoping my last twenties
Can buy some one-on-one
Honey in her hot pants
Pulls a hit and run

Chorus
Manic insanity
Roller coaster ride
Manic insanity
Wreaks havoc on my life
Each peak with such intensity
Surely one will be the death of me




MANIC INSANITY

Original acapella Che Paxin (Looperman) :
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/22611/time-heals-everything-by-chepaxin-83bpm-pop-acapella

Time Heals Everything Ft ChePaxin

Ho. Ho. Ho.
Here's a sequel to last year's xmas magnum opus, 'Santa Got Wankered', cunningly named 'Santa got Wankered pt.2'

Hope everyone has a wonderful *(insert religious/atheist/spiritual/animistic/whatever festival of choice)*

See you in 2025 :)

Santa got Wankered pt.II

Here’s my latest song writing effort mastered by my lovely Sander. 😊❤️🎶❤️

Works Wonders…

Pocahontas is back!
Rich imaginative Lyrics all mine:
''Hey'' :) lol
I hope you enjoy this little treat!
Thank you for visiting :)

Indian Fever

12/17/2024

What I Want To Tell You

Somewhere cross the world
People free and brave
Anything they want they take
It's a land of plenty
Enough for everyone
Except for those with none

Don't worry darling 
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Got tiny little hearts
To hear the way they live
So little love left to give
And if they got no house
They live on the street
Or maybe in a car's backseat

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Late at night they sing their songs
With all the grace of Babylon

My beautiful child
May you never see
What's become of their dream
Soon the day will be dawning
We'll wake and rise my darling
While somewhere night has fallen 
Somewhere far from here

But don't worry darling
Little one dry your tears
It's somewhere far from here

Somewhere Far From Here

Gaz Brownie:  Lyrics, Melody, Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mix & Master at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass at Vestervang, DK

Thanks so much for this brilliant collab, Gaz! I' m more than happy!

Whiteheat Happiness  ft. GAZ BROWNIE

A Hybrid Track...   Our Legacy!!     It is a hard time we live in..  PEACE!!

Our Legacy

With the fall of the Assad regime, Syria is once again thrust into the international spotlight as new leadership takes hold promising much while its citizens took to the streets celebrating the ousting of Assad and now wait hopefully for positive change.  The country has been in a civil war of unspeakable cruelty since 2011. The swift changes have been on Peter's heart through the holiday season. It is a country, a land, and a culture that is deeply rooted in history going back over 10 millennia.  In many ways it is a cradle of Western civilization but its people are at a contemporary crossroads wanting what we have; peace, prosperity, civility, and freedom to determine their destiny as a nation.  This song addresses that hope, the first release of the year for our little international ensemble.  
Lyric, narration/singing - Peter the poet - @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely left & right guitar - David D - @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, guitar, mix & production - Seagull - @farout-music-studio

Mother Syria

Hold my hand up to the sun to reach this smouldered rubble
Lift my eyes again with little patience left in trust
Assad years, father and son, each the devil’s double
Gassed and burned my cradle nation to blood-soaked mental dust

With his face alight the new guy’s mission, pure, sent from heaven
Promises truth, gold, light and god in his virgin presidential pledge
In the dead of night autocracy voted AK47
New boots crush freedom’s fingertips, as they’re clinging to the ledge

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
That cradled understanding of things earthly and divine?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
Or should we prepare the palliatives for your sectarian decline?

Mother Syria at the crossroads, will your ancient beauty shine,
On the path of sane humanity or on diabolos’ design?

Mother Syria will you renounce the suicide bomber’s blast?
Maybe seek out peace at last?

Mother Syria (Seagull, Peter, David)

I didn't choose this obsession it was chosen for me unknowingly.
Lucky me no regrets.

What I Want To Tell You

J.Rivas

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