This is so good my mate we’re, everything about it is mint but the vocal and melody are proper top notch

dig it, Jeff. Your minimalist recording is better than me 'trying'.  haha.

My second listen, guitars sound killer in my headphones, great mix, awesome changes, you rock man!

Excellente piste 🔥😊😉😎👍💕🙋

Love the laid back edge of this, great track mate, thank you!

instant YES!!! splendid guitar work, and once again outstanding production value!

Top class performance, loving the guitar work.

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Thanks for dropping by as always :)
Link to another one of those barely moving pictures and sounds things here if you want it - https://youtu.be/OQZhlPPNGAs

Lyrics
Decisions we never made 
will make us in the end
plans built on empty grounds 
an alibi sworn to pretend
just to get to something real 
we make same different mistakes
thinking you’ve life to waste
can’t escape a mirror 2-faced

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend

Build all our foundations 
two arguments at a time
burnt down broken promises
to feed a wipe clean mind
misunderstood ourself for treason
but never defined a crime
if I could I’d have a reason
not a lesson learnt up a line
but life’s lessons never taught on time

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
Broken bridges

Just cos there’s no answer
don’t mean there’s no wrong
we gotta believe in something
and keep trying to belong
but are we singing the same old song

Broken bridges
A lost moment found in time
Broken bridges
Dig away your hollow smile
Broken bridges
Sticks to it’s bitter end
Broken bridges
Never there just to mend
We’ve broken bridges
We’re broken bridges
All broken bridges
We’ve all broken bridges
We’re all broken bridges
Just broken bridges
Forever there to amend 
Forever there to pretend


Broken Bridges

same shit, different year.........another one of my favs from the great man.....cheers for having a listen


The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
 William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
 With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
 At a Baltimore hotel society gath’rin’
 And t   he cops were called in and his weapon took from him
 As they rode him in custody down to the station
 And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Take the rag away from your face
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
 Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
 With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
 And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
 Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
 And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
 In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face 
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen
 She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
 Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
 And never sat once at the head of the table
 And didn’t even talk to the people at the table
 Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
 And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
 Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
 That sailed through the air and came down through the room
 Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle
 And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
 But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Take the rag away from your face
 Now ain’t the time for your tears
 
 In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
 To show that all’s equal and that the courts are on the level
 And that the strings in the books ain’t pulled and persuaded
 And that even the nobles get properly handled
 Once that the cops have chased after and caught ’em
 And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
 Stared at the person who killed for no reason
 Who just happened to be feelin’ that way without warnin’
 And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
 And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
 William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence
 Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
 Bury the rag deep in your face
 For now’s the time for your tears

The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll

lost in the morning light
safe from the madness that binds the night
I'll be the good man enlightened, abated, anodyne

I travel naked with a mind left to the wind
you won't believe that this is all that is needed to begin
caught inside the wasted life you never know that you're bleeding

I hear the voice  of higher mind
all the rusted wires untied
I'll be the good man invited, elated, held in line

I leave a message to myself just to remind
there is no reason to be learning how to be unsatisfied
or be lonely

why does it seem so hard to find
why can't it last forever

I'm watching the birds go by my window
my heart is believing fire
and all will reveal in time

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Living My Best Life In The Simulation / Silver Bella
Vocals and Lyrics:
SilverBella
https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/23452/living-my-best-life-in-the-simulation-main-vocal-by-silverbella-87bpm-rnb-acapella
Paploviante:
Bass, Music Composing, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Lyrics:
Manifesting like a queen
My life's a movie scene
Come and check out all my cars
Living large like the stars

Anything I want I can make real
Pulling my future from the quantum field

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation

If I want to watch a show
I flick a switch on my remote
When the Knicks are on the floor
Then I'm sitting centre court

Worked my way to the top of my field
That's how I pay for all of these ideals

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation
The simulation, the simulation

They said why don't you try one of these red pills
Well, I tried but all I got from them was chills
To be wide awake you gotta have the skills

And things don't get any better than this
I'm living life of pure bliss
No, things don't get better than this
I'm living life of pure bliss

Things don't get any better than this
And if I had a word, I'd say pure bliss

Yeah, I'm living my best life in the simulation
I could get out but I don't want the complication
Just admit that this is the perfect situation
The simulation, the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation
I'm embracing the simulation

I need an all-inclusive trip to Mexico


Living my best life in the simulation

Lyrics:
She was wrong for me
I knew it from the start
I'm not very smart
I left a spare key under the mat
To my broken heart

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

My boss had an epiphany
When I was working at the mortuary
He said: Dig them holes faster!
"This business has no room for uncertainty!"

That may be
Oh, can't you see?
When I'm working for you
I just don't feel like I'm being me
When I'm working for you I ain't following my muse
And there she goes...
(There she goes!!!!)

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
Hey friends, won't you help me spread the news?

I get all my blues for free
Don't you know I'm so low I can't see?
A lousy day...
A lousy pay...
I'm a lousy lay...
I think I'm everything
That everybody say

I'm kicking it
One step ahead of the blues
I'm kicking it 
One step ahead of the blues
I'm sleeping it off in those Sunday pews

One Step Ahead Of The Blues

The amazingly Valuable Friends joined me as we left the planet:

@rick-4-1 Earthquake Sofa Drums
@janinelevinson Interplanetary Dove Vocals
@phil-mcwalter The Other Burnt Launchpad Stuff

Drums recorded at Mickleton Studio, Coventry UK
Other instruments and vocals recorded at EPG Studios, Chelsea, London, UK
Janine's vocals recorded at The Levinson Sound Studio, LA, Calif, USA
Phil's additional vocals recorded at Anslow Gate Studio, Staffs, UK
ReMixed & ReMastered at EPG.

Thanks to Rob Campling for assisting with string theory.

RUNAWAY STARS - THE UNEXPURGATED CODE

We have a duty to be here
Without us
Who'd see the runaway stars
Who could walk along the beach
Look for seventh waves
And feel the wind up high
We sit and talk all
Through the night
Travel our world and share our castaway finds

We have a duty to be here
To hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

There is a reason
To turn the page
Quantum runes feed today’s exit phase
We burned new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

Inside our bubble
We heard your tongue
Repeating echoes paraphrase the song

Break

We burnt new colours
On Launchpad Love
In earthquake sofas seeking twigs from the dove

And we have a duty to be here
Without us who would see the runaway stars

Solo

Without us who'd see the runaway stars

And we have a purpose
To exist to hear the song
Feel the heart of forever
Burning holes within black holes

Don’t lay down and rest now
Lift your head
The stars change colour as they drift past your bed
The Sun is expanding
Eternal night
May return to shield our escape flight

We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars
We are the runaway stars

And we have a duty to be here
Without us
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would see the runaway stars
Who would count the runaway stars

© Phil McWalter Aug 2020
Image: Photo taken by James McWalter at Beachy Head where the returning WWII planes knew they had made it back home. AI rockets layered on.

The Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

Runaway Stars - The Unexpurgated Code

a little musical gift for my dear friend Francesco
@francescocartocci

la favola della buonanotte

Going in deep can result in unexpected encounters.
Track: Clarinet; Clarinet/moog; Tenor saxophones/moog.
Beats c/o Garageband.

Pic. Anglerfish c/o Pinterest.

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Freedom is not Free - Master 12/23/2011 Lyrics by Tony Harris

AS I ENTERED THE VA HOSPITAL FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME
MEMORIES, FLOODED MY SOUL
CHINA BEACH - NAM - SEVENTY ONE CAME TO MIND
AND ONE YOUNG MAN I NEVER WILL FORGET
WITH BOTH LEGS GONE AND RIGHT ARM MISSING
A WEDDING BAND TOLD ME THAT A WIFE WAS WAITING
I OFTEN WONDER WHERE HE IS TODAY
AND I WONDER IF HE IS OK

CHORUS
SOMETIMES WE FORGET THAT FREEDOM IS NOT FREE
THOUSANDS HAVE DIED FIGHTING DON'T YOU SEE
IN A FAR AWAY COUNTRY IN HARMS WAY
PLEASE REMEMBER THEM WHEN YOU PRAY
PLEASE DON'T FORGET THAT FREEDOM IS NOT FREE

AS I ENTERED ARLINGTON FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME
ALL THE WHITE TOMBS BROUGHT TEARS TO MY EYES
AS THE HONOR GUARD SLOWLY PLACED THE REEF
IT SEEMED THAT I FELT MY HEART SKIP A BEAT
I THOUGHT OF THOSE WHO HAD DIED
AND ALL THE MAMA'S THAT HAVE CRIED
THERE IS NO WAY TO IMAGINE ALL THE PAIN
FREEDOM IS NEVER EASY TO OBTAIN

REPEAT CHORUS

PLEASE DON'T FORGET THAT FREEDOM IS NOT FREE

Original (BMI)

FREEDOM IS NOT FREE - Lyrics by Tony Harris / Music by David Walker (Original)

There is so much talent and variety here, and most of the people are pretty cool too. I love being part of this community. Listening to your music and being heard in return is enough.

Still reading? OK I'm gonna muse a bit. It's hard to fully convey how much this forum has meant to me. There are people I've never met that feel very much like old friends -- and in a very real way they are.
If I follow someone I make every effort to listen to and support their efforts. It's certainly not a transactional relationship but I do tend to limit my follows to people who engage in mutual listening and engagement. If you listen and leave a comment I always try to listen to *your* music when responding! If you follow at random without any feedback I hope you get something out of that too... ; )

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