Howdy Joe! Very cool song! Love Ken on the drums! Awesome lyrics as always! Great job by all!👍😎✌🏼

Great song, very nice melody and voice. Ken's drums are fantastic too. The acoustic version is also very good. Cheers 🙂‍↕️

love this version as well. although the stripped back version is more believable.  johnny

Fantastic song and great performances, Joe & Ken. Love it 😎🩵

Super write man. Really cool track. Well executed. Nice one bro ✌🏻🔆

I love this, Joe, you made me laugh hard. Your writing is brilliant, and so is the performance. Not sure if I agree though. I spent most of my life living abroad, working in hospitality, and I love to travel. Yet I ended up living 12 miles from the place I was born ;). I guess there's no place like home.

Again, great lyrics! You made me laugh :)

A-Goodbye Love Traveler

Lyrics:
L’aube aux cheveux fous est lointaine encore.
Le plaisir est une île perdue sous les étoiles.
Allez, viens le vent est bon, mettons les voiles
Vers la douce volupté qui appelle nos corps

Ma crinière  danse sous le vent chaud et salé.
Mes yeux de louve brillent comme de l’ambre, 
Dans ce désir brulant où tes mains me cambrent.
Reine des flots, te laisserais-je me dompter ?

Attirée par ta lumière dorée comme la phalène.
Dans la soie légère et tendre de tes caresses,
Tu me guides avec une infinie tendresse.
Mais bientôt, tu m’attaches à ton mât de misaine.

Chorus :
Sois ma corsaire, je serai ta pirate
Drapeau noir, voiles écarlates
Aimons-nous sur les flots songeurs,
Dans la nuit tiède et ses douces langueurs.

Mon univers se résout à l’arc de tes cuisses
Souples et douces, qui ondulent lentement.
Et nos corps fluides et nus  abolissent le temps
Dans un mélange de feu, de sueur et d’épices.

L’océan chuchote contre la coque du voilier
Je bois ton souffle court au parfum de réglisse.
Tes doigts me dessine, tes lèvres m’engloutissent.
Je suis ta prisonnière, rebelle et émerveillée. 

Allongées nues sous la nuit et l’œil de la lune
Nous regardons planer les vampires et les fées
Dans la musique soyeuse de nos cris étouffés
Nous voguons paresseusement sur la lagune.

Chorus :
Sois ma corsaire, je serai ta pirate
Drapeau noir, voiles écarlates
Aimons-nous sur les flots songeurs,
Dans la nuit tiède et ses douces langueurs.

La Lagune

Peter and Seagull reflect on what could happen, but has not happened yet, and I pray never happens if humanity ceases to be human.  The headlines would tell us we are near the brink, but daily life and interactions with everyday people tell a different story.  Hope abounds when helping hands are present, there is plenty to go around when the plenty is shared, and forgiveness can heal the deepest wounds.  None of it is easy and there are no easy answers and great effort may be required, but infinitely preferable to the despair depicted in Peter's sobering lyric poetry.  The bottom line for me is; keep the faith, with God and with each other.

Music, Mix, Production, beautiful lead guitar - Seagull; @farout-music-studio
Superb Poetry/Lyrics, Narration; Peter the Poet; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Acoustic guitars left & right - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Wonderful voice - Clara Sorace

Deep Inside

When your broken moral compass assaults his eternal soul
When folk apportion token fault upon what little faith I hold
When humanity has knifed itself, and hope bleeds from infernal holes
When night's arrival, day concedes, its warmth displaced by bitter Cold

When evolution's vanities lie buried deep in fossil earth
When pagan rite insanities, render cheap, their measly worth
When any good God's lessons die 'neath cloven crackled mirth
When children' hearts bear tender fear from the very instance of their birth

When the simplest of kindnesses stands blatantly denied
When respect for fellow mortal lands gutter-bound, cast aside
When the spyglass is inverted to inspect what’s deep inside
When the court of civil fortitude finds us guilty as described

When the very least of all is but the best that can be done
When portends toss and nightmares turn, and grace is on the run
When you, my friend must burn your shame, face the shadows of our sun
Then all is lost, accept the blame, for hell on earth has just begun.

Deep Inside (Seagull, Peter, David, Clara)

Joe Stroffolino-- Music, lyrics, vocals, organ and guitar.
Bass:  PG music real track. 
Double bass synth and wurly Logic Pro session player tracks.
Drums: Many thanks to Ken K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara   for playing the drums on this track and giving me great feedback as I attempted to mix the song. 

Copyright 2025 

Verse 1
I’ve never seen the Great Wall; I’ve never been to Japan.
I’ve never seen the Eiffel Tower; it’s not part of my bucket list plan.
I don’t need to stand in line for two hours so I can see the Mona Lisa for thirty seconds.
I can see the same thing at home for free on my computer.

Chorus
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Verse 2
I don’t want to sit in a pressurized cylinder, with only a bag of peanuts to eat,
As I’m elbowed by a stranger who decides he wants to ventilate his feet.
I don’t want to go to a tourist trap and hang out with a bunch of ugly Americans.
If I want to see ugly Americans, all I’ve gotta do is step outside.

Chorus (Repeat)
I’m perfectly content to stay right here,
Living in the same place year after year.
I’m perfectly content to stay right here.

Bridge
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Verse 3
Waking up early, rushing to the airport, to get on a crowded flight,
Trying to find space in the overhead bin and not get in a fight.
When you get there, you can’t drink the water, and the alcohol can make you go blind.
That doesn’t sound like the optimal place for a person to unwind.
You have to ration your underwear, or you’ll have to wear it inside out again for a second time.
You have to keep your money in a belt or you could be the victim of a pickpocketing crime.

Bridge (Repeat)
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.
I don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be, don’t want to be a rambling man.

Not A Rambling Man

This is something I've had in mind for a while, and was planning to put it out for Halloween, but I'm really slow.  It's a macabre spoken word thing about a travelling circus that's a little 'off' in dark and unsettling ways that you can't quite put your finger on. Originally I thought it would sound good as an old timey Delta Blues with acoustic guitar accompaniment. But since I can't play, I enlisted the help of a fellow Soundcloud artist whose music I admire, Remnant60 (@remnant60). It just so happened Bill had previously posted a guitar track that he left open for collaboration. I downloaded his track, but it was left on the shelf for a while, until this came along, and I thought it was a perfect fit. 
It kind of borders on the edge of creepy cool and just hokey. But it's a fun bit of storytelling, and I'm grateful to Remnant60 for letting me tinker with his wicked slide guitar track. 
I strongly recommend listening to this with headphones for the full effect. 
Hope you dig it!

ARTISTS
Remnant60 - acoustic slide guitar
Mistermark - vocals, lyrics, evil laugh!, sound effects, all other instruments 
                      (played on keyboard): cathedral organ, pump organ, toy piano, 
                       worn tape piano, mellotron, percussion, musical saw

image designed with ChatGPT and Photoshop

LYRICS
A travelling circus creaked into our little town
They set up in Duggart’s field by the old burying ground
A ramshackle lot ‘neath the moonlight’s glare
With their trinkets and their theatre, put on an evening affair

Chorus
From village to village and from town to town
When the circus came they put their stakes deep in the ground
They promised spectacle, laughter and mirth
The travelling circus, the greatest show on Earth

Inside the big top it was crowded and hot
Everyone was kept waiting whether they wanted or not
Something in the tent corner was circled by flies
And I noticed a bruise under the flower girl’s eye

(Chorus)

The horses were skittish when they caught sight of a whip
And a big toothy grin was painted over the clown’s lips
The ringmaster never looks you quite straight in the eye
From the moment you enter he starts waving goodbye

(Chorus)

Travelling Circus (collab with Remnant60)

Expérience Cosmique

What An Old Man Needs

lyrics

You feel that itch 
I know you do
I can feel it too
We should be talking in the sun
Not in the night when things are dark

You feel that itch I know you do
Darling, I want to be next to you
Like the way it was when we were young and free

Don't worry 
Don't worry bout me
Don't worry 
Don't worry bout me
Cuz I worry bout you
Yes I do
You know I do

I see the looks they give me
The pity 
but i know it's true
They don't need to worry bout me
They should worry bout you
Worry bout you
They should worry bout you

They should worry bout you
Worry bout you
They should worry bout you

Worry Bout You

Words and Music Dave Rose
Dedicated to Harry Rose

Lyrics
Harry parked the van and stepped out of the rain
Sat in his chair and lit up a woodbine
A little tight in the chest
A little short of breath
And just like that he was gone

Where were his days in the sun
Away from all this toil and trouble

I hope he knew we loved him so much
He was a legend to us

Where were his days in the sun
away from all this toil and trouble

Harry

Epilogue to a fantasy adventure

Composed and recorded by Pierrou Tissan on 2025 November

Nature

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
https://linktr.ee/joe.stroffolino
Recently I have had the urge to pick up my guitars (Taylor 114ce and Fender Squire) and I have been trying to use more guitar in my songs.  
My go to .vst plug ins are  EZkeys 2, EZ Bass and  EZ drummer 3) and my DAW is Logic Pro 11. 
I welcome your comments and enjoy listening to all the great music on SoundCloud. 
All songs are originals and copyrighted.

Not A Rambling Man

Joe Stroffolino

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