The full Moon names used by The Old Farmer’s Almanac come from a number of places, including Native American, Colonial American, and European sources. Traditionally, each full Moon name was applied to the entire lunar month in which it occurred, not just to the full Moon itself.

It’s thought that January’s full Moon came to be known as the Wolf Moon because wolves were more often heard howling at this time. It was traditionally believed that wolves howled due to hunger during winter, but we know today that wolves howl for other reasons. Howling and other wolf vocalizations are generally used to define territory, locate pack members, reinforce social bonds, and coordinate hunting.

The power of the Wolf Full Moon serves as a guide for you to trust your instincts and pay attention to what they're trying to tell you.  
The wolf symbolizes intelligence, loyalty, freedom, and social connections, and demonstrating them in a more balanced manner.

Wolf Moon - Nicolas Project

I Do

Lyrics:
So, what’s the news?
Don’t confuse, violence and rage
What you see, is ANARCHY.
The virtue of lady liberty’s Eye’s in DEEP disguise
   
LET'S GO!
Back to the time when 
There was competence
If there’s way to go back tonight 
Let’s head back into the light

This is what, it’s what you get
Now you know, you’ll never forget
There it goes, I told you so
Souls are sold, swept into the fold
Shy and stirring, moldy pots of gold

Now, it’s time to live 
Without bending to disgrace
Stand up for your rights
History, and good faith
Stop using a mask to conceal, your false crook base

LET'S GO!
Back to the time when 
There was competence
There’s no mistaking crime or violence
Stop acting like there’s no consequence 
Ten Years, for those to remember when 
History is still significant
If there’s way to go back tonight 
I’d do it, LET’s Go!, Get Back ALL RIGHT

LET'S GO!
Reverse to the time when
There’s was still innocence 
History and truth will always
Outweigh this short disobedience

LET'S GO!

Let’s Go!

Live acoustic performance on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gez5-hN0-nI

Don't let anything  hold you back....

Don't need another reason, to run way from you
Don't need another excuse to feel the way I do
I don't need anybody holding me back
Just feels like I'm running all the time and I'm always watching my back

OOO, I'm really feeling it now
Watch me fly. The world just keeps spinning in time
Yet I feel, so alive

Why wait until the morning, when reasons calling to you
It seems pretty obvious, when you feel the way I do
I don't need the evening holding me back
just gotta stop holding on
Its just the strength that I lack

Oooo, I'm really feeling it now
watch me fly. The world keeps spinning in time
Yet I feel so alive

You know why, I work so hard, I keep on trying
I Just want to be a better man
I Try so hard, do the best I can
Oh am I a better man, feel like I'm a better man
just living any way I can, feel like im a better man

Ooo, I'm really feeling it now
Watch me fly. the world keeps spinning in time 
Yet I feel so alive

Don't need another reason

Dont Need Another Reason

Beach Ride

Wet airdrop

A melody for those, who feel sandness on the eve of NY, as well as I do sometimes...

NY Sadness

Dedicated to all who made the ultimate sacrifice for the good of others

Fall Of The Heroes

From third album - "TOO BLUE"
available where all digital music is sold

Too Blue

Go Long

Is this my face? I can't remember. Identity at once dismembered.
Submit to strain, submit to fracture. Is this a blight or freedoms rapture?

I wash these hands you say hold power over the world, over the hour.
And tempted thus, to find the answer amongst the cells, amidst the cancer.

(C) I am not who I used to be.
Behold the void that once was me: A shell bereft of memory.

In some grey void without an exit a nameless ghost, blind and faceless,
contorts and claws and seeks sensation... I feel its need, determination.

(C) I can't be blamed for what I am:
a fading figure of a man subject to some buried demand.

Absent the memory...if I were a whole man...
would that I, could that I...I'd never let it happen.

Unlock the gates that bar the demon, release the thing that craves its freedom.
Some rough beast, its mere breath hateful. I fall into a place so fatal.

(C) I am not who I used to be.
Behold the void that once was me: A shell bereft of memory.
I can't be blamed for what I am:
a fading figure of a man subject to some buried demand...with the world's blood staining my hands.

Soft War

Absent The Memory (with Greg Kutcher as Soft War)

My song will be available on Spotify February 15th! Video here https://youtu.be/R1pi2GPVu3k

Cauterise

Are you lonely in the day ?
I'm willing to go on a ramble with you
If it's OK
We could get lost in a most beautiful way

Like leaves in the rain
Together to sway
A little less lonely
Maybe

Are you lonely in the night ?
The two of us could put a fight
Holding you tight
We'll push back the gloom with any way you'd like

I have a few things in mind
Let's start with chocolate and wine
A little less lonely
Maybe

'Cause life is in slow-mo
When you live solo
We need to speed up the pace

Girl if you know so
Let's give it a go
Put our hearts into the race

I have to say my hope runs thin
So could you please give me a sign ?
I'll take my chance 'cause you're under my skin
Make the planets align

Are you lonely, anyway ?
I wish I was like the sun in May
To brighten your day
Scatter the clouds, getting you warm with my ray

Making you smile
Even from miles
A little less lonely
Maybe

Are You Lonely ?

MUSIC FOR THE THINKING FEW.

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John Ludi is a musician/singer-songwriter/cultural relic with a diverse and "arty" array of influences and lyrical interests who was "Indie" before the term even existed. Working outside of the music industry by choice has given Ludi the ability to release songs of a level of lyrical depth that are anathema to the current culture.  Ludi lives off-grid in a yurt in the woods of WI and finds the materialistic priorities of our civilization incredibly wrong and destructive.