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Back home tonight, cool music and just a glass of wine...

Just A Glass Of Wine

Ethereal

Just cruising
Picture of Peer's bike @ Ottersum, The Netherlands

Take it easy

cat living in the city.
The city cat lives strongly today as well...
I put such feelings into it!!🌆🐈

thank you for listening！！

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cat living in the city

Cast of Characters:
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 – Sigma acoustic guitar, Collings mandolin, Roland piano, vocals, vocal harmonies, and arrangement
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo, arrangement, production, mix, and mastering        
This song is a Phish song written by Trey, Page, Fishman, and Tom Marshall, who wrote the lyrics. Originally, on their album Hoist, it's just Trey playing and acoustic guitar and singing. Stephen and I wanted to give it our own flavor though. After I asked him to play banjo on it and produce it for me, we started spitballing ideas about how we could add something more to it. Originally, we both played every instrument, guitar, banjo, mandolin, and piano, through the whole thing, except the first and last verses. Then we decided to trickle the instruments in for maximum effect. I also sang the harmonies throughout. Finally, Stephen came up with the idea to wrap the last verse in a mono effect, giving it a detached feel. He mixed it brilliantly, too.
  This song has always had a special place deep in my heart. Sometimes you hear a song and recognize such truth in it, it feels like it was written about you. This is such a song for me. Plus, it was written by my favorite band, Phish, so it has even more meaning for me. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed making it.

Dog Faced Boy by Phish (with Texmex Shaman)

J'ai remixé ce titre sortie il y a 6 ans que je n'ai jamais publié sur Soundcloud. Il est inspiré de l'univers mythique de l'écrivain HP Lovecraft que tous les fans de fantastique doive connaître.
Dans cette mythologie, les Chiens de Tindalos, lorsqu'ils chassent, rejoignent notre univers en passant par les coins des pièces. Faites de beaux rêves :)

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Often in the night,
Alone in the dark,
I hear a bark
But there's nothing in sight

In the angles of time
I know they hide,
On another side,
Away from our mind

If you find this don't try to understand

If you ever meet
The Hounds of Tindalos
Insanity you may come across...
(Enough !)

I plastered the corners 
I masked the edges
Will these strategies
Stop the great elders ?
If you finally find this testimony,
Never ever try to learn more about me

In this quest for knowledge and truth, 
I tried to see through space and time until I get caught !
Theses creatures from ancient times do not allow such breach in space...
Since then they follow my trace

(Enough !)

If you ever meet
The Hounds of Tindalos
Insanity you may come across...
(Enough !)
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(Hommage à HP Lovecraft)
Souvent dans la nuit,
Seul dans l'obscurité,
J'entends un aboiement
Mais il n'y a rien en vue

Dans les angles du temps
Je sais qu'ils se cachent,
Sur une autre plan,
Loin de notre esprit

Si vous trouvez ceci, n'essayez pas de comprendre

Si jamais vous rencontrez
Les chiens de Tindalos
Vous risquez de tomber sur la folie...
(Assez !)

J'ai plâtré les coins 
J'ai masqué les bords
Ces stratégies
Arrêteront-elles les grands anciens ?
Si vous trouvez finalement ce témoignage,
N'essayez jamais d'en savoir plus sur moi

Dans cette quête de la connaissance et de la vérité, 
J'ai essayé de voir à travers l'espace et le temps jusqu'à ce que je me fasse attraper !
Ces créatures des temps anciens ne permettent pas une telle percée dans l'espace...
Depuis, elles suivent ma trace

(Assez !)

Si jamais vous rencontrez 
Les chiens de Tindalos
Vous risquez de tomber sur la folie...
(Assez !)

The Hounds of Tindalos

Guitar, vocals, arrangement - Lizzie Taypen
Photo - Dunavon Woods - Lizzie Pentland
Recorded early this morning on my phone, a simple take when it was quiet.
I am finding it quite difficult to play my guitar now because of my arthritis, so  good to play a little. 
Happy Solstice to all of you!!

She moved through the fair ( Trad Cover)

New song written and performed by David Cooper.

Lyrics:

Meanwhile I try to write a new song
Bang my head against a brick wall
Nothing new will come
That’s just how it falls

I feel that I’m wasting time
Time passes so very slow
Can’t find that perfect rhyme
Nothing seems to want to flow

Chorus

Make it fine 
Make it good 
Live your life the way you should 

Take your time
Pass it around
Don’t let time let you down

Solo

Now this song is haunting me
Can’t think what I want to say
Dig deep in my memory
Maybe leave it for another day

Chorus x 2

Don’t let time let you down x 3

Don't let time let you down

threnody: a song of lamentation for the dead, an elegy

what’s up doc? just a few words before i go to sleep. i feel like i’m in a dream tonight. big bad ones you know, the kind you like. i guess i feel i can say anything, all my secrets. today’s number is… i feel like i’m in a dream tonight, and the funwork train is rolling. all aboard. here in LA beautiful blue skies, golden sunshine. i only have eyes for you. hot coffee and a cookie! i feel like i’m in a dream tonight. beautiful blues skies and golden sunshine all along the way. everyone have a great day. golden sunshine, muted sunshine, 55 degrees fahrenheit. whirl the number… today’s number is 8.

David Keith Lynch was born in Missoula Montana, January 20, 1946, died in Los Angeles, January 16, 2025. his favorite movie was the wizard of oz.

written & recorded by NG-Xp
VO by david lynch and laura palmer
assorted synths, manipulated sounds & vocals by guillaume
guitars, synths, drums and ambient recordings by naldo
saxophone & whale sounds by steve davy

video version on youtube: https://youtu.be/6JAlQMZQW-8

Threnody for David

YouTube link: https://youtu.be/zTrZ0H69w20 

These seemingly ordinary questions — "How are you?", "How do you feel?" — carry a surprising weight, especially when spoken among friends. Sometimes they can be a bridge to an honest conversation, an expression of concern, or... simply a tender gesture of everyday presence. Among friends, these words can be like spells — light, yet full of meaning. Because it’s not just about the answer, but about the fact that someone truly cares.  ❤️  Te z pozoru zwyczajne pytania — „Jak się masz?”, „Jak się czujesz?” — niosą w sobie zaskakującą wagę, zwłaszcza wypowiedziane w gronie przyjaciół. Czasem potrafią być mostem do szczerej rozmowy, wyrazem troski, albo... po prostu czułym gestem codziennej obecności. Wśród przyjaciół te słowa mogą być jak zaklęcia — lekkie, ale pełne znaczenia. Bo nie chodzi tylko o odpowiedź, ale o to, że komuś naprawdę zależy.  ❤️  Las preguntas que a simple vista parecen ordinarias — "¿Cómo estás?", "¿Cómo te sientes?" — llevan consigo un sorprendente peso, especialmente cuando se pronuncian en compañía de amigos. A veces pueden ser un puente hacia una conversación sincera, una expresión de preocupación, o... simplemente un gesto cariñoso de presencia cotidiana. Entre amigos, esas palabras pueden ser como encantamientos — ligeras, pero llenas de significado. Porque no se trata solo de la respuesta, sino de que a alguien realmente le importa.

How You Do?

Surfers like Us ….. composition, all guitar parts, arrangement, mix and cover picture 

Hi Everyone!
This is a simple and cheerful song for our dog named Waldek who is a fan of music and especially country music! 🍀

Of course, I also love country vibe (especially Johnny Cash !!!) and use this musical heritage, but here I certainly don’t play in this style. 
Fortunately, Waldek liked this song! 🔆

Hope you enjoy the vibe! 
Thanks a lot for listening and support!
Artur

Walking with my Dog

Brand new track after a long time ago! Check out this one guys and gals and let me know if you miss my synthwave tracks with my own vocs on it! Share , Support and comment!

Let me know if u really dig it. Cheers and have a great summer y'all!

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ALL YOU NEED

Une chanson contre la violence conjugale...
A song against domestic violence...

Composer/Arrangements/Guitars/Slide : Philippe SEGUINARD
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER
🎸J I M🎙️: @user-759566380

Piano/Synth/Arrangement : Régis GAUBERT  musicoman@wanadoo.fr soundcloud.com/robspiritduo/tracks

Vocal/iIntro&Final text : DelhyA

J'entends les cris là-haut d'une autre qui se débat , d'une femme qui pour cette fois ci n'est pas moi. Rien ne doit transparaitre , je ne dois pas laisser mes larmes couler et se frayer un chemin jusqu'à mes lèvres scellées . Et même si les bleus sous ma peau se réveillent , je dois les ignorer et agir comme si tout était pareil...


La peur de lui parce qu'un verre de trop
surtout se fondre invisible sans mots
elle en vit par la force à coté de la vie
prisonnière isolée sans porte de sortie
cécité de son sang et de ses amitiés
ne pas parler se taire rien ne doit transpirer
se voiler d' un rideau de tissus de mensonge
triste jeu de cache cache qui consume et qui ronge

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

mentir au soleil quand la lune voit tout
les nuits sont cruelles écrasées de tabous
la honte qui maquille la vérité trop laide
qui étouffe les cris de ces appels à l'aide (help!)
accoudés au silence les sévices bien tranquilles
se prennent du bon temps ils jouent à domicile
au coupable les mains pleines de frappes de raisons
à la victime le doute de fuir sa déraison

Et il dit qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

le sourire de façade sous des tonnes de semblants
donner le change à celles comblées par leurs amants
vider ses yeux de tout ce qui pourrait trahir
ces miroirs là qui font qu'elle ne pourrait mentir
les bleus des sentiments qui lui cognent à la peau
violence d'un élément qui laisse sur le carreau
un corps vandalisé mort pour la fratrie
tombé au champ d'horreur abattu par celui

Qui disait qu'il l'adore...Toujours un peu plus fort... jusqu'à la mort

des baisers dans la gueule
caresses à poings fermés
d'un amour qui dégueule
de passions débordées

La tendresse des coups (quelle tendresse?)

Je ne peux les laisser atteindre ce rivage muet… où les vagues d'une mer intérieure contenue se brisent en silence...
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I can hear the cries of another woman struggling, a woman who this time is not me. I mustn't let anything show, I mustn't let my tears flow and make their way to my sealed lips. And even if the bruises under my skin awaken, I must ignore them and act as if everything were the same...

Fear of him because one glass too many
above all melting away invisible without words
she lives by force beside life
prisoner isolated with no way out
blindness of her blood and her friendships
don't talk shut up nothing must transpire
veil itself with a curtain of cloth of lies
sad game of hide and seek that consumes and gnaws away

And he says he adores her...always a little harder... until death

lie to the sun when the moon sees all
nights are cruel crushed by taboos
shame that disguises the truth too ugly
that muffles the cries for help
crouched in silence quiet abuse
have a good time they play at home
to the guilty hands full of strikes of reasons
to the victim the doubt to flee his folly

And he says he loves her... always a little harder... until death

the facade of a smile under tons of pretence
giving the lie to those fulfilled by their lovers
emptying her eyes of anything that might betray
those mirrors that make it impossible for her to lie
the bruises of feelings pounding against her skin
violence of an element that leaves
a vandalized body dead for the siblings
fallen in the field of horror shot by the one

who said he adores her...always a little harder... until death

kisses in the face
caresses with closed fists
of a love that spews out
of overflowing passions

The tenderness of blows

I can't let them reach that mute shore again where the waves of a continuous inner sea break in silence...

La tendresse des coups (with 🎸JIM🎙️and Régis GAUBERT)

For my beautiful little granddaughter just over 2 months old.

Vocals - Ivy Rae
Guitar - Me

A Little Tune for Little Ivy Rae

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

Music is my rear-view mirror...every song tells a story. Thanks for checking in...I was just thinking about you.
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