"Con Man" blues set to captivating rhythm. Bravo.

full support - the rhythmic pattern is interesting - guitars are wonderfully played - vocals strong!

Voz: Leo Andina @leonardo-andina
Bajo : Rodolfo Planes @rplanes
Guitarras, Coro y Producción : Pichy Sotomayor

Ciudad Prohibida

Ya no hay mas nada que ver,
no tengo nada que hacer,
voy flotando con  la brisa.
Yo necesito saber
como me vas a   encender.

Angel del amanecer,
ven a buscarme otra vez
para sanar las heridas.
Para ponerme de pie
y atravesar la ciudad 
prohibida.

Veo tantas cruces de madera,
veo tantas almas con la misma sed.
Los bemoles en sus madrigueras,
tejen sus mentiras por la red.

No vivo para temer 
yo sirvo para crecer
lejos de tanta codicia.
lo que yo llevo en mi haber
son mis sueños en papel.

Musa del amanecer,
ven a ayudarme otra vez
para colmarnos de vida.
Para ponerme de pie     
y atravesar la ciudad 
prohibida.

Veo tantas cruces de madera,
veo tantas almas con la misma sed.
Los bemoles en sus madrigueras
traman sus mentiras por la red.

Letra y Música: Pichy Sotomayor

Ciudad Prohibida (Andina/Planes/Sotomayor)

Penitus Maledictum

A fun collaboration with the talented and inspiring
https://soundcloud.com/todd_wilder

Physical

Physical (Todd Wilder & Libby Laksmi)

I was headed home thru Hattiesburg 
In an icy cold  December 
On a train: the Crescent City line
To my hometown for Christmastime

I was watching out the window
As the train pulled out into the snow
The western sky was glowing red
as the night turned purple overhead

Between the sunset and the evening stars
Planes were leaving long white scars
I’d given anything to be up there
Flying far away from here

That was years ago
The last time that I went home
Now I’d give anything to go back where I belonged

Oh, to walk down those familiar streets
In the town that held my secrets deep
To see the soft glow of the Christmas lights
In the windows around the old house of mine

To feel the warmth of Christmas from years ago
But things have changed so much I know
We all have gone separate ways
And it all feels so far away

Everyone I’ve known has come and gone
Friends and family that I depended on
That world is gone
And I stand alone 
I just want to go back home where I belong

If Christmas wishes did come true
I would have a million reason to 
Get back on the crescent city train
And start the new year home again

I just want to go back home

The Last Time I Went Home

daydreaming

Daydreaming

Hey… thanks for dropping by. This is a simple Blues song. Songs, such as this, happen when I find myself in a songwriting slump. Lack of inspiration and ideas exacerbate the situation, pushing me back to the Blues. I grumpily relent then wallah, a song. And what better Blues theme than relationships? Seems I mine that gold often, which maybe says more about me than I’d like to reveal. But who cares? It’s the Blues. Here, Winter will not let go. Bitter, unrelenting winds, near horizontal snowfall, and minus 18F tonight. I looked outside this morning and a rabbit was waiting by the front door for me to put some carrots out. All the birds were hunkered down in thick pines, except for some ravens scavenging the neighborhood. There were some high flying geese as well, that flew by. They always seem to panic in the frigid weather. It almost sounds like they’re honking… ‘let’s get outta here.’ I don’t blame them. The deer are more wary now for some reason, and I only see their frozen tracks and fresh tree/sapling rubbings. I wrapped a couple trees to protect them, buried others in snow, but left 4 where they had scraped the bark bare. I will probably have to cut those trees down, but will wait to see if they survive. After getting some garden carrots for the rabbit, I decided to shovel some snow and work on my ice beard. It was cold enough today that condensation from my breath froze on my beard. They have an ice beard competition here and post pics of the best ones. There are some maniacs who stay out in the cold to ‘grow’ solid ice beards, and a chance at winning. Some have icicles hanging off their chin. No cheating with pouring water on your beard. Just having snow blowing into your beard along with some condensation from breathing. I let my face thaw out, when I came inside. Later in the afternoon… I walked down the the mailbox in the wind and there were tiny little horizontal icicles on the latch. I had to walk around a semi truck, completely blocking the road. The truck driver tried to turn onto our street and got stuck in a deep snowdrift. A neighbor came down and pulled the semi out with his tractor. I watched for a bit, then headed home. So now I am glad I am inside. Take care, Mark

Lammbone's Album

Wrong Turn Blues

Instrumental by RiZLiX https://soundcloud.com/rizlix
https://soundcloud.com/rizlix/rizlix-keep-on-rollin
Vocals and Rap: by IPG1 a.k.a Ian Greaves
Mix By: Ian Greaves
Thanks Dan great instrumental and inspiration. ✌🏽💚

Lyrics:
Chorus
The joint it ain’t the joint—-until I smoke it in
And The club it ain’t the joint ——until I roll on in
Now you know it ain’t the joint ——until I smoke it in—-
until I smoke it in—-until I smoke it in

Verse1
The club it ain’t the joint until I roll on in
and she looks at me ——-like where the hell you been 
But I run a tight game—-smiling at her friend 
you take your time ——when you’re ready baby——-roll on in 
Cause she ain’t got no papers —— ain’t got no ring
So if I don’t come around, we’ll it ain’t a thing
For one—-I don’t keep score ——I just roll with it 
If it feels good, I explore —-yeah ——that’s —real-slick 
party here or next door —decisions made real quick 
and I don’t need no dance floor ———-or a sidekick
getting down real hardcore —and——the swagger’s sick 
that’s just—- what I’m built for ——so just— take your pick
keep you  body moving worldwide, don’t sweat it 
and the count is like a landslide —-yo—-I don’t slip 
inside or outside——If it ——rains——just—-let it 
It’s a journey ——not just a ride —and—I’m glad -we met
and the flow ——is like high tide ———-remix an edit

Chorus

Verse2
holding down my block——city —state ——and nation 
leveled up like a worldwide radio station 
Just keep in mind —-this is Just —-how I roll 
give it all ——to the music——body—heart—-and soul
Put my cards on the table and I’ll never fold 
cause I’m holding all the aces —-and I’m in control 
follow now let’s go deeper down this rabbit hole 
Dan put the track together ——and ——it’s winter cold
Now—-I’m dropping these —bars ——-like I’m on parole 
make it rain ——shake that booty —-round the metal pole 
Twerk it—-Twerk it ——ass Poppin    ——It’s on cruise control 
Throw it up ——switch it back ——like a centerfold 
Now-I’m going for a touchdown——like the Super Bowl
come on —-go again —-tell a friend —let me in 
dropping cheddar on the floor—- make it rain again
shake that ass a little more ——-back it up and bend 
over like you did before ————cause ——I’m—off the chain

Verse1

Rolling On Produced By RiZLiX

An instrumental tribute to my favourite three piece rock band.
Formed in 1968, they were at the top of their game as musicians and songwriters and had a massive following across the globe. Currently they are ranked fifth in the U.S. for the most consecutive gold or platinum studio album sales by a rock band, only behind The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Kiss and Aerosmith.
I had the pleasure of seeing them play live many times during their lengthy career and it always amazed me how three guys could make such an amazing sound. They finally called it a day with the sad passing of their drummer in 2020. The song title is a reference to the place where they were formed and to the lyrics of one of their early songs, but who were they?

© 2023 Dairv Dubbleyew

Three Travellers of Willowdale

time to dream..
Thanks Francesco for the inspiration and for the magic guitar that gave new colors to my " renaissance" miniature.
Francesco's wonderful music is here:
@francescocartocci

il tempo per sognare - with Francesco Cartocci

The Hard and The Soft

November 11th 2020 ...We are all a part of the human race and we must all protect and help each other...We don't need a "strong man” leadership that's mainly found in  banana republic nations the USA constitution  is first

FYI  amigos this is a  20I8 update !! ..Many  of my past missing SC hits were moved  to  numerous other streaming sites since Jan 2016 honestly idk if they are still on those sites because that was handled by someone else too busy to check ,  however I leaved some  of my colabs and a few solo songs here  on the cloud )... I am always making new music so be on  the look out for such 😊  .......

  I belong to no particular genre..... .. ,creative  FREEDOM is  a MUST for me ,,,

 I see myself as an Artist / musician/producer/ a formally trained pro audio engineer  who plays many  "live " instruments  doing original composition  "outside of a SPECIFIC genre,"   I  once worked with numerous major label producers/musicians , however I am not really interested in being a part of major label establishment it is not viable for good quality of life, just my opinion .. ...Anything resembling  slavery is not a good trajectory because of my personal  "PEDIGREE.". ....

 Music started at approximately 14 years old.   with "formal" music lesson where I was exposed to music theory (very detrimental in creating structured songs ) notwithstanding  I was always drawn to live music  performing mainly  with "bands",   ..  ......95 % of the songs I post on SC... "Are all originals” played “live" mostly by myself and a few musician friends  ...... ..Peace  ,one love !!!!!

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