Realy creative and cool music, like the style too !

Very nice sound. Great work. Really dope beat.

Video at https://youtu.be/fajq4lalOyo?si=BOfRXHq3xvn49PUE.
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A friend from university remembers me leaning out of a car window singing "I wanta get me some hongos". I remember no such thing.  In honour of his recollection I created that song, but from the perspective of a 75 year old. I still wanta get me some hongos, but ...

Verse 1:
I'm sitting here patiently trying to compose
A song about my distant past, all those highs and lows
I don't want to presume that everybody knows
That back in my early days I liked a taste of

Chorus:
Hongos, Hongos
That's the way the song goes
Hongos, Hongos
Wanta get me some Hongos

Verse 2:
Time goes on and on I guess everybody knows
Some things are moving faster but mostly it all slows
There were years oh so many when my consumption froze
And I nearly forgot about the magic of

Chorus:
Hongos, Hongos
That's the way the song goes
Hongos, Hongos
Wanta get me some Hongos

Verse 3:
Way back when if I had a choice I remember what I chose
I was immortal like all my friends, I guess that's how it goes
Now here I am over 70, still trying to compose
A song about my life that still featuring

Chorus:
Hongos, Hongos
That's the way the song goes
Hongos, Hongos
Wanta get me some Hongos

Bridge:
My time is running short
Before I watch my life abort
I might as well resort
To some

Chorus:
Hongos, Hongos
That's the way the song goes
Hongos, Hongos
Wanta get me some Hongos

Hongos!

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Algernon

Happy Now?

ELEVATION

They never told me
how silence keeps time
How breath can pass like a year
if no one names it

I missed the last laugh in a joke I meant to share
I missed your glance
half a second late
and it never came back

No sirens
No final bells
Just one more moment
that didn't make a sound
as it disappeared

I kept receipts for things I never wore
but not the way you almost said stay
and changed your mind
mid-syllable

I archived victories
but lost the sigh
you gave
when the light through the window
made the dust look like snow

These aren't tragedies
They're smaller
Sharper
They slide past bone
and settle
where memory doesn't look

No statue cracked
No headline screamed
Just the way your fingers hovered
over my name
and typed nothing

The way a cup grew cold
while I stared
at a thought
that never finished forming

We measure hours
We weigh years
But no one counts the almosts
the pauses
the almost-yes
the nearly-held breath

They vanish
quiet as pollen on wind
A thousand truths
that never bothered
to become facts

I used to think loss required presence
Now I know
you can lose
what never even arrived

Almosts

One More Time

Thanks to my friend Chris for shredding on this track

Track construction - Combstead
lead guitar - Chris
mix - Combstead / Chris
mastered - Chris
artwork - Chris

Voice of reason - feat. Chris

Maria a Daymix

The first song I ever wrote. Written in 1995 after a Tracy Lawrence/Wade Hayes concert.
Arrangement made with "Band in a Box" and mixed using Sonar.

If I Had Those Words (to hold you to)

(Verse 1)
There is always time,
To live how you wanna live (livin’ in my mind),
To think how you wanna think (tattoo on my body, livin’ in my mind).
And it’s still the time,
To leave if you wanna leave (do it),
Or pray if you wanna pray.
But, baby (yeah),
I got a feelin’ in my soul (tattoo on my body, livin’ in my mind),
Can’t get you out of my brain (yeah, yeah),
You can’t outrun my affection (yeah, yeah),
Wrap you up in my lilac fumes. (What? What? What? What?)

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

(Verse 2)
Yeah, her sophistication, make me ghost my situation,
Skip the scene, no hesitation—
Babe, let’s sync our soul. (What?)
Pushin’ notifications, even when we on vacation (Yeah),
She know I’m late on payments,
But fuck it, life’s amazing. (Ooh, what?)

Short skirt, lipstick bleedin’,
On her knees, I’m barely breathin’, (What?)
But it’s her mind I’m keepin’. (Yeah)
Neighbors hate the noise,
Hot nights, ridin’ top down, hood rich, joy—
Hop out.

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

(Verse 3)
Blue feels and pink peaches,
Miles in between us,
Is this love or lust, or just questions we have?
It’s driving me insane—
Tell me calm down,
Baby, I need you.

Blue feels and pink peaches,
Blood red sangrias,
We hiked for years just to escape your demons,
But I got my reasons…
Blue feels and pink peaches.

(Bridge)
Shirtless on the beach (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain, babe (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain (Top out, hop out, hop out),
Don’t be a pain, babe.

(Chorus)
Hip-hop in the sunlight, (What? What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (What? What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, mmm.
(What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)
Shirtless on the beach (Beach, What? What? What?)
Don’t be a pain, babe (Beach, What? What? What?)
Be my everyday lover, babe, hmmm. (What? What? What? What?)

Everyday lover

Warped

produced by @beatsbyroze
mixed and mastered by Ferocious Productions
cover art by Rachele Liba

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