What an ultimate summer song! So smooth, I wanna leave right now. Great class.

oh what an awesome track-11 mins. is maybe not long enough...so many absorbing things going on. Jennifer's haunting ethereal voice sounding like a pedal steel guitar at times....                        aunting ethereal voice at times sounding like pedal steel guitar      s haunting,etheral                    's, ethereal voice, at times sounding like a pedal steel guitarguitar,

What a wonderful mix of sounds on this...really incredible. Jennifer's vocals are used in such a haunting way.

I love the atmospheric production‼️ Voice and guitar are both cool and creative.....I think so❣️

Such a misty/hazy/ swirl.  Love the mood.

Ive been working on this song for some time now. I was hoping to have it come out before thanksgiving. Its a little bit about the future and a little bit about the past.

Lyrics:


Someone told me long ago about a land so far away
 For fortune and for freedom we left out homes for better days.
No one thought that life would come to this though we counted out the cost
Now the simplest necessity is the thing that I miss most

What was lost, what was lost, I often think about the world we lost. What was lost what was lost, I often think about the world we lost

Bitter nights and winter days weigh heavy on my mind
Last time the ice had melted there weren’t many of us alive
Though a simple life and privation has always been my way
When the days grow short and the weeds are tall you got to get on your knees and pray.

Dornland

Hard times, I hope you will forgive the lightness of touch. A big thank you to three magnificent earthlings who allow me to keep dreaming: https://soundcloud.com/janinelevinson, https://soundcloud.com/jonathan_beckenstein and Yaron Engler. 

https://youtu.be/gcvxFj4CPZY

Rocket fuel regular
Or rocket fuel light?
Said the Venusian
He was ever so polite

She said, give me regular
And lit a cigar
He knew straight away
That this girl was from Mars

No smoking in here
You’ll blow us all up
She said, give me ya phone number
And I might look you up

He went red
She remained green
Coz Martians and Venusians
Are like meat with ice cream

Meat with Ice Cream
Meat with Ice Cream

He went red
She remained green
But when you think about it
What’s wrong with meat with ice cream

He gave her his number
That’s  what they did
She gave hime a wink
And he fluttered his lids

Meat with Ice Cream
Meat with Ice Cream
He gave her his number
And a little while later they had green and red kids

Meat with Ice Cream
Meat with Ice Cream
Meat with Ice Cream
You know what I mean

Meat With Ice Cream

Meat With Ice Cream (feat. Janine Levinson & Jonathan Beckenstein)

Feel the eyes hear the cries
Feel the eyes upon you hear the cries inside you
Demon here demon there
This ain't no time to be scared
Your hands have got to grip the hedges
Your feet stay firm on the bridges
It's you who chose to journey alone
Why couldn't you just stay home?

If you aim your desire
You could live by your own fire
Even when your spirits draw away
Hear them shaking in the grass
Can you feel them watching you as you pass?
The tiny voice that soothes is coming from you

Fear the night fear the day
The dead or the living when they pass your way
Demon here demon there
Everywhere

If you aim your desire
You could live by your own fire
Even when the spirits leave you lone
Remember long ago
What you already know
What you already know
Your way home

Demon here demon there
Don't be scared. Stay aware
You gotta stay clear. You gotta stay bold
Hands and feet gotta hold
Demon teams demon dreams
Woven out of the moonbeams
Voicing from below in echo

Carve a sigil cast a bone
Make an altar of a stone
Call to the beast beyond the foam
A gentle hand, a knowing eye, a loving tone

Feel the eyes hear the cries
Feel the eyes upon you hear the cries inside you
Demon in the heat. Demon on repeat
Why didn't you just stay home?
Now you're just all about the sight
Of the towns at the foot of the mountain
With their beckoning lights

Demon teams demon dreams
They called you out again
Now your hands have got to hold
Your legs have got to stand
Feel the eyes hear the cries
The howling of the beast
You're the howling in the peaks
You are the beast you seek

Echo Demon

Life's been easy

Here's another little window into a collab with deft musical novelist and translator of feels, holy shitshow (@user-649412648). This track peeks in on the tale of a pastor, his vice, and his ever-receding chance at redemption. We catch him on a drive, head back, windows down, two fingers hooked on the bottom of the steering wheel, contemplating ...

@user-649412648 writes:

a laid back part of 'the pastor's drive'
at the minute, it is long but soon to be altered
_________________________________________

summertime
6 o'clock in the evening
don't know if i'm
waking or sleeping again

i woke at dawn's light
for the first time in months
clothes still packed
in the trunk
for the journey west

and you and me
we went out in an open top car
that flashing lightning
torrential rain

and you and me
we went out driving
we didn't go very far
a sweet journey nonetheless

o holiday
take me away
from the everyday
into the otherworld
holiday
in the sun
take me away
from every thing i've done
make me a better man, again

my head is under the water
my head is under the water
my head is under the water

o strange sign
somewhere between
the otherworld
and the everyday

strange how our lives
hang in the balance
across the precipice....

and there is a gentle breeze
upon the summit
and a darting bird...
april the first

and vi-o-lets......

and violets
in your words

and in my head i said
'it's summertime again'
and in my mind i said
it's summer time again

a gentle breeze
wafting on the summit
where the river flows uphill
where the river flows
uphill
uphill

heart ache

______________________________________________________

rows of faces at the bus stop
in newtownards
on a traffic island

with a run down pub
seen better days
still got the smell of the sundays
in the floorboards
and damp in the timbers

new roads have swallowed up
a little part of the old town
slow erased your memories
the drunken nights
bar-room fights
and innerworlds

i went outside
into the summer heat
no time to wallow in defeat
cause it's summertime
again

____________________________________________________

sea
sea is inside you
sea birds
sea shells
you can hear the sea
breathing
in your
ear
see shells
purple light
california
gleaming and glistening
spinning right between my eyes
california
[you have me hyp-no-tized]
deep south
of southern california
midday heat
sugar sweet

it's summertime

The Pastor's Drive ("Heartache") [WIP: Holy Shitshow/Jen Roe]

Seagull was kind enough to share a childhood memory with me of fishing boats with old spark plug engines, the scent of the sea, the sound of gulls looking for a meal, all of which he had put into a lovely musical portrait.  It is a different world compared to the childhood I had growing up in suburban Denver, Colorado.  Now with us both in our later years we get to meet on this wonderful platform called Soundcloud, and I asked if I could tag along with him as he shared this lovely memory.  Thank you my friend for letting me join you.  Always an honor.  Hear more of Seagull's beautiful music @farout-music-studio. A real treat awaits you.

Childhood Memory (Seagull; Guitars, Bass, Synths, David Dunham; Acoustic Guitars)

Watch the video on YouTube!! https://youtu.be/3XKWXagB3Cs

Vocals, Lyrics and Artwork by https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu
Produced by HOBOCOP


Lyrics:

What can I say 
I don’t know what to think
Can’t shake this feeling
It overwhelms me

only solution
Seems to be
just to run away

That’s the way
I’ve dealt with
Everything before

every time 
I feel the fear 
and want to run away
I think of you
And I’m not 
so afraid

This tide incoming 
it feels so hopeless
There is no reason
No sense of purpose

pushed around so long
By things we can’t change
We feel abandoned
life has no meaning

that’s an illusion
Things are deeper than
we can ever know

There is infinite joy
Beyond understanding
Beyond the senses,
Living in the truth

Achieving this
no higher goal
grounded in being, unshaken
In pain and sadness

Content with whatever
unattached to pleasure
Gain true freedom
Enter absolute joy

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

Belief without faith
is a quagmire of doubt
never satisfied
In this world or beyond

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

every time 
I think of you
I’m not 
so afraid

NotSoAfraid(Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu)VIDEO AVAILABLE🎥

Happy New Year everybody!

This is a live recording in preparation for my recent gig at Cafe Oto, unedited.

Just starting the journey somewhere, working things out as I go along.

Enjoy!

(Original title: Quuquiidelawee)

Ermine St (Live improv, Dec 2022)

I composed it in the image of the hot police.
（熱い 警察をイメージして作曲しました）

thank you for listening！
good luck to you！👍👍

DAW: Cubase pro 12

hot Police

Open Minds

Stefan from Laar has invited me to a Collab with this splendid material:
https://soundcloud.com/user-325797522/sets/hydrochloric-open-collab

Laar - Hydrochloric noxpox remix

here to listen (and occasionally collaborate)
voice-over & broadcast media: https://soundcloud.com/jroemedia/tracks

The Pastor's Drive ("Heartache") [WIP: Holy Shitshow/Jen Roe]

Jennifer Roe

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