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Avail on Spotify: https://music.stevski.com/landing-sc/somethingwrongyousaid

This is a simple original rock song about a strange state of mind I was in, feeling lost and how the external world just keeps saying the wrong things?

Something Wrong You Said

Bobo- Ta
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIcMVRvu4bU
Lloyd Khan's most recent instrumental masterpiece, "Bobo- Ya", demonstrates his unmatched musical prowess. In this song, he expertly blends various instruments to create a captivating and unique experience for his listeners. From the first few notes of Bobo- Ya, it is evident that Khan is a great composer and knows how each instrument works. And as the song progresses, he blends new layers to the mix in an intricate and harmonious manner. The song's smooth transitions between instruments transport the listeners to moods from melancholy to energizing.

Reviewer: Emma Blair

Bobo - Ta

A heartfelt, melodic guitar instrumental love song with warm, expressive guitar and gentle harmonies. Perfect for romantic, reflective, or emotional scenes in film, TV, and commercial streaming projects.

Butterfly

Let Youth Take Over

sandbar

Night Light - Fleursonseaux
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Night Light

Oh, a rag tag, magpie, bag of skag lies.
Rise above the dangers you think up.
As the world turns round,
Your feet firmly pressed down.

Oh, a mix up, fix up, lost it, tripped up.
Sink below, the waves that to-and-fro.
As the earth surrounds.
Your arms straight reaching out.

Oh, a black tan, hand fan, who knows? some clan.
Takes control, and never let's it go.
You were not to know.
The race is almost ran.
(Oh, the lie they fill you with reaches your heart and...
Never let's it go. 
A throne, a bin, a loss, a win, alive.)

Oh, a fucked up, lucked up, brought up, nip tuck.
It's indigo, the edge of what you know,
Gotta get the go, go get that ghetto goal.
(Oh, the losses add up slowly, and it's right...
On the edge of what you know.
A sink, a swim, a bob, a twin, a rim.)

Is this the life of which you speak?
Now I should turn the other cheek? 

Oh, a stupid panto, homemade porno.
Loose the rope.
Which hangs over your throat,
Those in the know, have taken it as rote.
(Oh, the hangman slowly tightens up the line, which...
Hangs over your throat.
You take, you speak, don't point, be meek, draw lines.)

Oh, a gonzo, pop up, fake ass, burger truck.
The middle class are ignorant to crass.
The kids they ferry round.
Will run them to the ground.
(Oh, the stupid rich ones do not toe the line... 
All ignorant and crass.
A break, a safe, a grand, to make, no time.)

Is this the life of which you speak?
Now I won't turn the other cheek.

Oh, a Buffalo Bill shaped, Jesus anvil.
Striking down.
Comes naturally to clowns.
You just take it now.
The world keeps spinning round.
(Son, why you trying so hard for the laughs? 
Comes naturally to clowns.
But you and me, just leave it be, this time.)

Oh, a cake tin, raisin, bran new, who's who?
Let you in, a polymath of sin.
A route, a grin.
A fragment of a win.
(Oh, one day we will leave here with a win...
Like a polymath of sin.
A route, a grin.
A fragment of a win.)




Turn The Other Cheek

Part of the album "Die Umrandung des Nichts".

"How can the nothing be described without describing something that is around this nothing?" Georges Perec

First Track from Album "Die Umrandung des Nichts"

How can one create space for the absent by the presence of sound? Christiane Hommelsheim sings and plays on sound objects, Ralf Haarmann electronics and mandoline. With a central interest in loops, they create intertwined acoustic layers.
#meditation #calm #emiliatorrini #loops #relaxed

Die Umrandung des Nichts

In the Inside

haarmannhommelsheim - In the inside

O SON LOS TOROS EN LA NIEBLA

https://youtu.be/Vmey6P90O4s?si=bpQxsSv4i3PbnTfA

Oscuro atardecer, 
los toros en la niebla,
polvo de tierra, faz,
fieras del agua seca.

Lamento de arena,
camas de piedra, selva,
la noche vive azul,
revés del alma abierta.

Brebaje de alacrán,
traspasa la vereda,
paraje circular,
viento de sal y hierba.

CRÉDITOS:
Orlando Anaya Rosales: Batería.
José Alfredo Alvarado Márquez: Guitarras.
Carlos Lino Donato: Teclados y piano.
Akane: Portada.
Sojue Stradac: Composición, mezcla, master, letras, bajo, guitarras, teclados, voz.

SILENCIOS

O son los toros en la niebla

Frostbite

Coverart by Fonz
https://linktr.ee/fonz76
This song is a part of a upcoming LP
"The Sence Of The Recovery"

Advanced Escape

"Only Tortured Silence" by These Guitars Say Sorry is an alternative rock gem reminiscent of the 90s hits that defined a generation. With its infectious energy and dynamic guitar-driven sound, this track captures the essence of the era's iconic bands like Blink 182. The wall of sound guitars create a rich sonic landscape that envelops the listener, while the vocals, reminiscent of Mark Hoppus, deliver a punchy and melodic performance that leaves a lasting impression. The thoughtful lyrics delve into themes of love, loss, and longing, resonating deeply with listeners. From its catchy hooks to its stellar guitar work, "Only Tortured Silence" is a must-listen for fans of 90s alternative rock and anyone craving a nostalgic trip down memory lane.

Lyrics

We may not be the smartest people
But we're doing the best we can
Caught up in the day to day
Between the hammer and the dance

If I was throwing daggers
And if you were spitting blood
And the sum of our fears
Was the absence of our love

And the history and the statues
Still get dark at night
While we huddle close together
By the shadow of the light

When I try to concentrate
And close my eyes so tight
Only the tortured silence
Is what I hear at night

Won't you hold me
Won't you hold me
Won't you hold me once again
Everything broken can be fixed
If we can just be friends

What I don't have
Then I'll just steal
Making it my own
Only the tortured silence
Will ever get to know

I never knew you
I never knew myself
And I count it all as loss
At least I would if I had cared
Or remembered I forgot

Only Tortured Silence by These Guitars Say Sorry. Reminiscent of Alternative rock 90s hits.

Summer Twilight - Fleursonseaux
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Summer Twilight

Walking Wild

Ivan Ertemi it's my homie, guitarist, composer and producer from my town
Member of my live band throw past decade
we have some tracks we done before, check on google

Personal Jungle Feat Ivan Ertemi

Seasons

Pre-save here: https://ffm.to/aspectzero-confusion

Confusion

Sitting by the light,
of the fireside,
A solid rock.
Nagging of cocaine,
eats into your brain,
this all you've got?
Hard to follow through.
Disobey the rules.
You act too cool.
Hard to stay alive.
When you are the night 
You are the fool.

Oh, it's hard to say.
Which the way.
Will win the day.
Just one away.

It's been years since I have thought of you.
It's been years since I became the fool.
Such a fool.

Trying to win the fight.
Between wrong and right.
Another shot.
The insistent call.
of alcohol.
Can be forgot.
But, the persuasive soft claim.
Of the profane.
Takes a lot.
You can feel the drain.
You can slowly fade.
No matter what.

Oh, the soft refrain.
Of your Cocaine.
Gets in my brain.
I'm blown away.

It's been years since I've thought at all of you.
It's been years since I became the fool.
Such a fool.

Find the sunshine, in the borderlands of your heart.
The first clue, the derring-do, of the fool.
Such a fool.
Such a fool.

Such a fool.
Such a fool.

The Fool

Annie (https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut) came up with the idea and concept for this track. Each of us worked on a part, Annie mixed this final result while I designed the cover. 

KalaHari

This track takes you on a little mind journey of melodic notes and chill melodies, .
Composer Fernando Melo
Guitar Fernando Melo

SPACE/TIME

MUSIC FOR THE THINKING FEW.

(NOTE for RepostEx users: I don't repost AI if I can detect it, and I only repost songs I like or show some level of competence or promise...and they usually don't involve an 808, misogyny, Autotune or singing off key over a prerecorded track...and at my age I'm FAR more interested in quality connections with listeners than going "viral". ALSO: mostly an aging rock/folk/prog/indie guy...can't really judge or really relate to Hip-Hop, Auto-Tune and other more modern styles...sorry.)

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.