Somewhere between Canned Heat, The Sweet and Roxy Music. No mean feat!

i really like the vocals and guitar keep it up

Sometimes we circle like satellite's
Sometimes the Gravity's just to tight
Sometimes you give more then you get
But don't make Sometime a time you regret

Sometimes

01 - Losing My Name

Watch the video on YouTube!! https://youtu.be/FXypZ4OPXpE

Vocals, lyrics & art by https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu
Produced by HOBOCOP


Lyrics:

Where have I gone
What is left unsaid
What have I left behind
every time I closed my eyes

Everything is new
by grace I met you
And I swear
I won’t let you down

Now that we’re here
Forever more
Nothing was left behind
I swear
It’s all ahead

All that came before
All that passed me by
All of it led me here
By your side

I’ll let it all go
All the doubt and fear
the pain I kept inside
it wasn’t worth the time

What I thought I wanted
What I thought I lost
None of it ever
materialized

What I thought I knew
just a passing phase
I’ll let it all go
It wasn’t worth the time

Everything is new
by grace I met you
And I swear
I won’t let you down

Now that we’re here
Forever more
Nothing was left behind
I swear
It’s all ahead

All that came before
All that passed me by
All of it led me here
By your side
Everything is new by grace I met you
And I swear
I won’t let you down

Now that we’re here
Forever more Nothing was left behind 
It’s all ahead

All that came before
All that passed me by
All of it led me here

By Your Side(Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu)VIDEO AVAILABLE🎥

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In The Fullness Of Time

Tabula Rasa (Free Download)

(Music and Lyrics written by Tommy Johnson.)

Cryin', canned heat, canned heat, mama, mama,
Cryin', sure Lord killin' me
Cryin', canned heat, 
Sure Lord is killin' me,
Killin' me,
Take alcorub to take these canned heat blues

Cryin' mama, mama, mama, mama,
Know canned heat's killin' me
Cryin' mama, 
Canned heat is killin' me,
Killin' me,
Canned heat don't kill me?
Cryin' babe, I'd never die.

I woked up, a-this mo'nin
With canned heat on my mind
Woke up this mo'nin'
Canned heat was on my mind
I woke up this mo'nin
Canned heat, Lord
On my mind,

Cried, Lord,
Lord, I wonder,
Canned heat, Lord, killing me
Think alcorub is tearing up my soul,
Up my soul,
Because brown-skin woman don't do the easy roll,
Because brown-skin woman don't do the easy roll,

Canned Heat Blues

I think I’m Broken(Instrumental)

Life is rough, and your mind is busy with plans how to make it through the next day. Could you ever stop having the blues? Even as a musician? While jamming a boogie on piano, the phrase stuck in my head and I liked its ambiguity. I am overwhelmed how many people from all over the world joined the session and created an awesome rock'n'roll song. Everybody added their bit and we are very proud of the result. Thank you so much!

Nadine de Macedo (composition, arrangement, piano, solo, programming, production)
Berni Armstrong (vocals, lyrics, arrangement)
Alex Almirall (tenor saxophone, solo)
Jussi Nykänen (guitars, solo)
Andrew Russell (double bass)

Where to find us:
https://www.youtube.com/@nadinedemacedo
https://www.youtube.com/@berniarmstrong
http://www.alexalmirall.com/
https://ajrussell.ca

==== LYRICS ====
I’ve got not time to relax
no time for fun
Time is staring at me
down the barrel of its gun

No time to tie laces,
I’ve got slip on shoes
And worst of all
I’ve got no time for blues

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

I got letters to send
I got bills to pay
I have less time to myself
Every single day
I work so many hours
It's a wonder I don't drop
I don't know if these demands
Are ever gonna stop

All of my friends
are in the same boat
Doesn't seem to matter
Who gets your vote
We're working for peanuts
We can't make ends meet
if things don't look up soon
We'll be out on the street

Look at that guy
In his fancy car
He has no idea
How hard things are
When you're working for a wage
But sinking deeper into debt
When I think of the future
I break out in a cold sweat

I got no time for blues
No time to be amused
Nor even to watch the TV news
No time to pay my dues
I'm the king of excuses
I got no time - it's such a crime
No time for blues

Quarterlife Blues

No Time For Blues (with Berni Armstrong)

This is a song that was written by the very talented Artur (Surfers Like Us), who is a surf rock master, and delivered to us in the form of a guitar track. Josh (Entheogenic Psychonaught) enjoyed adding the psychedelic, yet foundational four string fretless bass. Ken (K2 and the Three and K2 and the Four) boosted the energy level of the song when he blew our minds with his driving drums. JJ (J.J. Terrell) added the wild, dynamic organ you hear throughout. Tez (Llanpsych) brought lightning down from the sky in the solo over the third section. And last, but certainly not least, Stephen (TexMex Shaman) laid down the mind-bending guitar solos over the first two sections. He also produced and mixed it, with a little help from Ken. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as our Eclectic Collective enjoyed making it.

A Time Race-Eclectic Collective

ᚎ Shadow snakes in the jade of the foliage kissed by the lunar light and dances the pixie poured by your creative breath, vital vice, violent virtue, like these fangs in your sudden smile ᚎ

Komorebi No Tsuki

Based on a few lines written in a delerium

Dear Doctor, Thank you for the pills that counteract the pills,
that counteract those pills that make me want to vomit on your floor.
I don't even know  just exactly what all these pills are for.

Angelina, mistress of the pricks, I love your acupuncture and your oriental tricks,
I've been longing for you since my boat went down.
If you pay me in sugar I will be your clown.

Holy Mary, Mother of the Gods, I've broken all my promises, beaten all the odds,
But my hands are cold and my mind is numb.
You promised me the world but all I got was crumbs.

Dearest Rachel, I see that you've been blessed by the songs of love and longing,
by the beauty of your flesh, I hear a distant bell, I hear a funereal song,
That sweet and easy feeling that I used to have is gone.

I'm falling backwards, trying to reach the start of the long and lonely journey to the centre of my heart,
if I seem lost sometimes, give me another dose.
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere but I think I'm getting close.

Mona Lisa, diva in the clouds, there's a tear in every marriage, a fool in every crowd,
You were invisible when I tried to break through.
Now I got that sinking feeling that I'm invisible too.

Dearest Doctor, I've heard that it's been said that for sixty quid an hour you could rearrange my head,
but do you really think that you could ever heal
these wounds that I've been nursing or the thoughts that make them real.

My Dearest Doctor. Steve Killingbeck

Art by Daria Morgendorffer.
https://open.spotify.com/track/2lmgoj78OtWE5wgJXlird8?si=a80f2e6274ce4990

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