Song that I and Lawrence made in late 2016 and one of my favorites of the songs that we made together. Hope you enjoy and we thank you for listening!

Lawrence Farr: Vocals, lyrics, bass, drum additions
Me: guitar

Same Old...(with Lawrence Farr)

Carátula gracias a;
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Just added the Moog Grandmother to my arsenal. I love her.

Hyacynth Thrash

RELEASE NOTES

A collaborative jam featuring Stonerjazz (@user-911083679) on vocals,
Turab Khan (@turab-khan) on guitar, Zanshin 残真 (@soundsofthekosmos) on
drums & Teth Sin (@teth-sin) on guitars, bass & vocals.
This collaboration started back in 2020. Myrh (@myrhyum) suggested Teth
Sin to track a guitar part on "Mazdoor Funk (loop jam with Raza)" -
Original track by Turab Khan:
https://soundcloud.com/turab-khan/chichora-23. The project was then left
aside for various logistical and technical reasons.
A couple of years later Zanshin 残真 sent Teth Sin a sample of his cool
street drumming, which was synced to Turab Khan's jam. Teth Sin, at that
point, decided to cut out the bass and drums from the original piece,
leaving only Turab Khan's guitar. Then he chopped up his guitar solo and
redistributed it across various tracks. He also added a new bass line,
which helped vary the structure of the song.
In late 2023 Teth Sin asked Stonerjazz to kindly add lyrics and vocals.
He mixed and mastered the song, and the result is this enjoyable
funk-rock jam, featuring a sample of Stonerjazz's exquisite
post-beat/psychedelic poetry.
Please note that every element was recorded in a different continent:
drums in Australia, some guitar in Pakistan, other guitars in Tunisia,
bass in Italy, vocals in the USA. Still this virtual jam sounds so
cohesive, despite a world that seems to be increasingly fragmented and
disjointed. At the end of the day, we should always remember that we all
revolve around That Giant Ball Of Burning Gas...

LYRICS by Stonerjazz:

Just out here in the middle of the void,
spinning fast around a giant ball of burning gas
that's hurdling thru the deepest darkest space.
Meteors and comets are zooming by at breakneck pace
The situation seems to be a little bit precarious,
some might even say Nefarious,
how can it be that tragedy can sometimes  almost  be  hilarious.
Stupidity it seems to be the order of the day.
But here we are and here we go onward out,
like warriors without a clue,
and everyone will play their part,
of this i'm sure, i know it's true.

That Giant Ball Of Burning Gas - Feat Teth Sin, Turab Khan, Zanshin 残真

Play me some shirtless Iggy Pop
A little bit angry and over the top
Give me some distance to get away from here

When I get to running
I always run into you
When I get to running
I always run into you

My friend told me that I’m a goner
A love lost loser in the corner
Give you up and get far away from here

Now, when I get to running
I always run into you
Yeah, when I get to running
I always run into you

We ran our game all over this town
Sometimes up and sometimes down
I’m still moving trying to get there from here

Now, when I get to running
I always run into you
Yeah, when I get to running
I always run into you

When I get to running
I always run into you
When I get to running
I always run into you
When I get to running
I always run into you

RUNNING

ONE DAY YOU WILL BE MINE -

Middle of the $ummer

This is a song I wrote in 1989, as a gift for a girl-friend on the occasion of a rendezvous we had arranged ten years earlier, well in advance, and perhaps imagining that it would be difficult, after all that time (at a young age ten years seems like an infinite time), to still have meaning in each other's lives. In reality, those two never lost sight of each other.
I produced several versions of the song and obviously don't like any of them anymore today. So I asked @pianofran permission to whisper and to recite the words (I can no longer sing very good) using a beautiful piano composition of hers as the basis (https://soundcloud.com/pianofran/doxology). This is the result. Thank you very much, Francess!

Cover photo from Michele Ansani: Centrale Montemartini, Roma.

Original lyrics here: https://mikeansani.blogspot.com/2022/10/1979.html
English (very, very rough) translation

at the first stop she told him 'I am almost home,
greet me with a hug a little caress
take care of yourself and don't forget to look at the world
see you again when you're thirty
see you again in ten years'

after a long stop the train threw her into the darkness
Of a desert station a pale refuge
she coloured her hair, lifted her head and let herself be carried
by the night that took her without giving time to breathe
He looked around a bit, had nothing more to do
had no particular certainties to conquer
but the journey was still long
and at every town the sky became clearer
Occident was lowering
and his head brushed by the sun
slowly fell asleep

'in ten years' time you will have two grown-up children and a big house
a room just for the books and a little of nostalgia
of men by the sea, of women walking in the middle of the road without ever looking around
and when I'll come looking for you
don't offer me rose gardens
or iced drinks'

but presentiments are only false temptations
are dangerous mists at the border crossings
are like pinwheels of secrets,
are images of the evening
are like white horses that wander aimlessly
are the shadow of a restless face

no he will not have his hands tied but two big wings
boxes full of candies and special cigar cases
His voice will be even louder
His silences always full of words
the promises he will have kept
the stakes of every bet he will not have lost

she will hide instead in her ten yellow jumpers
and wear them proudly in spite of the passing years
she will chase ghosts, will try variations on the theme of destiny
will have hair of two colours
and burnt skin of an intense marine flavour

and on the day of the rendezvous in a city by the sea
they will have no thoughts or particular certainties to conquer
will look around, look for something to tell each other
then they will laugh hard
And once again
they will believe to resemble each other

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Lyrics by Michele Ansani (1989); music by Francess Harris (2024)
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, July 24.

Il giorno dell'appuntamento (Day of the rendezvous) [Michele Ansani & PianoFran] **

There's something building in the air. Be mindful of your breathing.

Air of Industry

A tiny light

'SOMEDAY'
Written, Performed & Produced
by Andrew Borderick copyright 2015/2017/2020
Mastered by Andrew Borderick 23/08/2020

LOOK AT ALL THE LIFE TODAY,
IN THIS WORLD, FROM THIS WORLD,
WE CAN ALL LOOK BACK,
SEE WHAT WE, WE HAVE MADE

TAKE YOUR TIME AND SAY,
LOOK AROUND, AND ABOVE,
IT'S ALL HERE TO STAY,
IT'S ALL YOUR'S, IT'S ALL MINE,

(chorus)
SOMEDAY
WE MIGHT DANCE TOGETHER
AND LIVE, IN A LIFE OF LAW
SOMEDAY
THIS COULD LAST FOREVER,
AND LEAVE, THIS WORLD ALONE

SO TAKE A LOOK AHEAD
MAY'BE YOUR, NOT TO SURE,
THE CALL TO STAND THE LINE,
TO SAY GOODBYE, NEVER COMING BACK,

THE HERO IS STILL TO BE,
IN OUR LIVES, TO MAKE US FREE
TAKE MY HAND IN YOURS AND
SAY GOODBYE, TO ALL THE GREED,

(BREAK)
(REPEAT CHORUS)

LOOK AT ALL THE LIFE TODAY,
IN THIS WORLD, FROM THIS WORLD,
WE CAN ALL LOOK BACK,
SEE WHAT SEE WHAT WE, WE HAVE MADE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

SOMEDAY, LEAVE THIS WORLD ALONE.

Timeline

SOMEDAY

PLEASE No PROMOTERS!! I do my own !

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Music and lyrics are like nitro and glycerin (TNT). I wrote a song the first time I picked up a guitar at 12. I love most 70s-90s rock and many popular songs. Also love indie and new artists! Ihave collaborated with Brad Anderson, Sean Thompson, Blue LeMeilleur, Kim Westwood, and Charles Rees and always look for new people!. I usually start a song with lyrics and then figure out music.

Thanks for listening!!

A tiny light

Jon Marshal