My old mac  dieth a death so here's a bit of a kitchen table bash around .   My fingers are not what they were so i play what i can find.  someday I'll probably wind up bashing out a beat with my head on the refrigerator and singing along. I hope you are all well. If you're dead you'll obviously know it's nothing to worry about...                                I woke up this morning or at least I think that I did...I found my medication and I wrestled with the lid....my bathroom mirror is telling me that I'm not half the man I used to be.....

. I've got a hole in my gut I'm really feeling my age, I'm paying the price for my wicked little ways, I was out last night with a woman from the moon, she says that better days are coming and they're coming soon but I ain't half the man I used to be.

Half the Man. ( Stevek )

Well I almost scrapped this song but after 3 weeks writing words, and then realizing how fun it is to sing, i kept it. I'm trying to figure out how to add a little lightheartedness to my music, but i think this one just turned out creepy lol. NOTE:  I always felt a little uncomfortable with the words, i just really didn't like them, so I reworked the chorus and a few other lines, and rerecorded the vocals. It seems a little better now...
 

I've seen my own worst enemy
Every night just staring back at me
Through the mirror with such animosity
And baby, it drives me crazy
I don’t understand what’s with this guy,
He don’t know that he’s alive
He combs his hair on the wrong side

I don’t expect you to understand,
But I’ve got these hammers for my hands
I like to start with everything
and smash away what I don’t need
and scattered all around are the pieces off of me
oh baby can’t you see what this done has to me

It’s a strange strange situation 
I need a little information
If it’s real or just imagination
Don’t say it’s so, I can’t believe 
Its down to you and me again
Up against the world my friend
Who can say   how this will end
 
It’s 3am and you’re slamming doors
Cause ‘I don’t speak your language anymore’
While I’m on my knees picking pieces
Of me up off the floor, 
I can’t lose much more, these pieces could be the last of me,
I wish I could see the way you see
is there anything left in this debris

Hammer Hands

Stephanie Barbutova:  Vocals
Ben Juul:  Drums, Mixing & Mastering at Tone Hill, NY
Dirk Taubenheim:  Guitars, Bass, Vocals at Vestervang, DK

This is the story of an elderly gentleman who succumbed to the charms of a beautiful young woman and was only used by her for her own ends.

S U G A R   D A D D Y

Such a big disappointment
I feel like I´m being used
as I´m sitting here in silence
just hurt and so confused

I wasn´t     much more than     your stepping stone
a stupid     sugar daddy     who paid it all alone

you made me     think we were     more than just friends
you took all     that I had     every song, every cent

INTRO

Such a great enchantment
your voice can make tough men cry
once you get the attention
your beauty blinds the guys

BRIDGE    ohohoho

CHORUS

INTRO

Such a huge illusion
all the promises you broke
among all guys you´ve been foolin'
I was just another bloke

BRIDGE   ohoho

Everything Must Go

Sugar Daddy  (Bye-Bye Paris Girl)

#mitology #alternativerock #perseo #andromeda #mitologiagreca

Perseo

I read an article the other day where the term " Single use soldier " was used, poorly trained and ill equipped soldiers who are sent to the front line as a distraction whilst the main offensive is being carried out somewhere else, there is only one outcome for these poor boys, what have we become ?
This song is for all the "Single use Soldiers" Maybe a few of them might hear it before its too late. 

Written and performed and produced by :Johnny Mc Farlane

Single Use Soldier An Anti-war Song

New recording of this song that was in the finals of the NZ MLT songwriting awards 2010


Is This Who I Think It Is 

Another tumble ‘cross the dance floor
A tender hold onto someone I call my own 
A look into her eyes that lingers
Another drink that goes from loving hand to hand

Is this who I think it is
A touch and a blown kiss
I look at her
I look at him
Is this who I think it is

A frozen minute in a lifetime
I lurch and stumble to the dancers of the night 
As I push myself between them 
My life with her is playing out in black and white

I wonder at the blind man
Who was missing all the clues
Once a happy go lucky guy
Now with leaden shoes

I am dancing in a wasteland
She is speaking but I cannot hear a sound
Her face resigned to do to her duty
I can see him and his eyes are shifting round

Is This Who I Think It Is

Firstly a big thanks to Shane of Harmful If Swallowed for agreeing to do do this male duet. It’s a first for me and probably for him, so a very interesting concept. It’s been a song that’s been hanging around a while just waiting for the right type of vocalist to agree. I am a great admirer of Shane’s work because of his fine lyrics and interpretations of real life. 
The song Elephant In The Room was wrote over five years ago with my son Owen  who would of been around 18 at the time. He had got into playing guitar and dabbling in song writing so my role was helping him with melody and lyrics. 
It’s a song I always thought had great potential and as I wasn’t that active in music myself at the time only a raw acoustic version existed.
This version is what we used as a sketch and Noobly transformed it into a full blown production. Seriously Noobly is a real talent and absolute pleasure to work with so respect to him.
There as been slight lyric changes but the melody is the same.
The song is about to close friends sitting in one of their living rooms in silence. There is an elephant in the room for both of them because a serious matter is not being discussed and neither of them are opening the conversation. The one  as done something really bad to the other so use your imagination.
The conversation is only happening inside their heads so hence a male duet of thoughts.
Hope you enjoy the song as much as we did creating it.

Elephant In The Room  -  Conscience of Kings feat Harmful If Swallowed

This is actually a remix of the song “Where We Want To Be” which I shared about four years ago when I first joined Soundcloud.   “Winter's Road” was in fact the original title when the song was written.  So I decided to fall back to that with this remix.   See what you think.

Thanks so much for stopping by.

[Credits]
Music / Vocals / Arrangement / Programming / Keyboards – Michael C. Lynn
Lyrics – Ron Carnell
Electric Guitar Solo (Intro & Ending) – Dave Cleveland @Band_in_a_Box
Piano Solo - John Jarvis @Band_in_a_Box

[LYRICS]
I cannot speak for all who stem
Long road less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
By words they spoke and did not say.

(Chorus)
All roads lead to where we go
Where we go is where we have been,
So home’s just a word we know,
For where we want to be again.

From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.

Repeat Chorus

For even home, it seems to me,
Is still a choice we all must face
From day to day and endlessly,
To choose if home is gonna to be
Another road or just a place.

Repeat Chorus

© Myst Songs 2018 / 2023

Winter's Road

After 10 songs of jazzy singer songwriter it's time for a change. But not much! As science based as we are there's still that feeling of karma or whatever. So - better do some good!

Better do some Good.      

Hey I don’t mind complicity in drinking all that wine
It’s good to get the wheels up, but just from time to time
But dwelling on this comfort food is brewing up a blood red sky 
You lapsing into navel gaze is goading kharma’s battle cry 

Better do some good oh darlin’ 
Make a start tonight
You never know who’s out there watching
Know your wrong from right
Do  do do do do do do do

It’s no good you walking round as tho it’s you who’s missing out
With lips so taught and victim eyes 
You’re looking like a sour kraut
You’re always going to lose the war living in this ugly mess 
If Gods don’t see u clean the floor 
The frontline beckons to the West

It’s a round and a round you’re swirling down
Consumed and jealous
You’re wanting needing ‘n nursing greed
In a sump of trench warfare
Aaah ooooh 
Nothing but the best 
Everyone at your behest 
Better do some good tonight 
Better do some good tonight

BETTER DO SOME GOOD

Une Comptine Romantique

Tra Cielo e Mare Pop-Soft-Classic

Hi, My name is Johnny Mc Farlane, I am an Indie songwriter from Ireland. I write, play, produce and distribute my own music. I try to write songs that will mean something to whoever may be listening. I try to express feeling and emotions through my music, I try to hit the heart and soul of whoever may be listening and to pass on my feelings through my lyrics and my music. A lot of the songs I write come from Personal experiences, some are pure imagination, but all try to carry a message of Hope, Fait, understanding and a spiritual message of love. I am just one voice in the wilderness but together we are stronger. Thank you so much for listening to my music. It’s a real honour.

Single Use Soldier An Anti-war Song

No killie fish