Darker And Darker

Related tracks: Esther by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

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Good Bye Written And Performed By Uwe Lauterbach 2023

Good Bye

Based on the version/performance of good ol’ Riley Puckett

Moonlight, Shadow and You - Riley Puckett - Cover

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

To arms to arms
Man the stations heed the call
One and all

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Oh can you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

Solo

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see 
We’re all standing on the edge 
On the edge of the world 

Solo

Enough with all the debate
The time’s for action
Before it’s too…

Hey have you heard
That time is running out
And there leaves no doubt

When the embers 
Of your dreams 
Lie smouldering 
At your feet 

Then will you see
We’re all standing on the edge
On the edge of the world

On the edge of the world

OnTheEdgeOfTheWorld

BEGINNING

Triangulum

7.TRIANGULUM

So this song takes the idea of home and expands it outward beyond conventional ideological boundaries of what a home might be. Some of this may sound odd, in the sense of 4 walls, a floor, and a roof as home. So where might our home be? Out beyond our neighborhood perhaps, the region where we live, the continent we’re on, maybe our planet, or somewhere in the cosmos? If we settle on a suitable idea that is somewhat believable for us, it may be that our ‘home’ is, at the very least, the planet we live on. Our home planet. So wherever we go on Earth, we are home, as the song suggests. Please bear with me on this, as it may get a bit allegorical: I like that idea of this larger sense of home, as we might not dump trash, sewage, and all sorts of toxins inside our home, or pollute our home in other ways. We may begin to see what a large, incredible family we have at home. Don’t ya think? It may allow us to get along with each other a little better than we have been? (As an example, you should see me with me with my family at times, it can be frustrating… hee-hee.) We probably wouldn’t set off/drop so many bombs and blast the crap out of our home like we do now, if we saw the Earth as our home. Or ignorantly flood or burn down our home, in our stubborn refusal to appreciate the reality of what it takes to maintain a home like Earth. If we come back to the idea of a conventional home, well there’s all sorts of problems with that too. Here are some of them. Some of us have homes, some of us don’t. There are many reasons for that. Some of us have lost our homes. Some of us do not like our homes, some of us never leave our homes. Some of us despise each other for not having homes, or having too many homes, or having too large of a home, etc…. Where do we feel at home these days with the state of homeability or lack there of? My conventional home, allows me to live here, be that wherever it may be for any of us. Anyway, this song also gave me the opportunity to dust off my mandolin and recorder, as they pretty much sat there all summer with long faces wondering what I was up to. So now they’re happy and I hope this song shares some of their happiness with you….. m

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Going Home

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O Holy Day (No More Night)

O holy day, the Son is brightly shining,
It is the day of our savior’s return;
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
When He appears all souls feel their worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices!
O day divine! O day when Christ returns!
O day, O Holy day, O day, of His return!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming;
Before God’s throne all of us will stand
Light of the world now forever gleaming,
There is no darkness left in the land

The King of Kings, to our weakness no stranger,
In all our trials born to be our friend;

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices!
O day divine! O day when Christ returns!
O day, O Holy day, O day, of His return.

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is Love and His gospel is Peace;
Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful Chorus raise we;
Let all within us praise His holy name!

Christ is the Lord, O praise His Name forever,
Proclaim His holy name, Jesus, Lord, forevermore,
Proclaim His holy name, Jesus, Lord, forevermore!

O Holy Day (No More Night)

Cozy Temple

Mise en ligne : 15/12/2023

Musique, arrangements, mixage : Leia 
Mastering : C.M

© Leia S.V 2023 All Rights Reserved

Shadows

Difficult for children to fall asleep the nights before Christmas....With the sampled voice of Ana, my granddaughter.....Merry Christmas to all

THE NIGHTS OF ADVENT.

Streamline Light

A big thank you to Dan-DT for letting me journey with him and Clara into the mystical, French Fantasy realm of shadow and light.  In nature, the two are often complementary, but in one's heart and mind it can be a dual to the death of which will rule, shadow OR light. As is often the case, an uneasy armistice exists in our souls between the two but maybe out of that tension truth and beauty can be found.  Thank you for taking this journey with us.
More of Dan's beautiful genre of French Fantasy can be heard @dan-t-3

Shadow Or Light (with Dan-DT and Clara)

A walk in the forest. (mayan dream)

Pleased to introduce a new collab with Her Highness Damga !
Lyrics:
I remember the copper autumn light outlining your demonic smile, as I drew the map of your freckles on the ceiling of your place, near the river.
Delusional streetwear and glam rock psychedelic playlists drove us there, in this spatiotemporal wasteland. Inspired and aroused,  we discovered the antisymmetric part of ourselves,  regarding the torsion tensor of our passion as a dynamic variable.
 - In the Labyrinth of your passions, I locked up the Minotaur in his chastity cage. I hear him moaning of frustration, in the humidity of your dreams, when the wind is southerly.
I devour the harmonies of your voice, lost in the riddle of you metallic eyes. And you crave for the misguided incantations of my music, the spasms of our geometrical laughter and the gentle touch of your red hair on my toes.
Nonchalantly lying on the flowers of the heather, you unfold the lost dimensions of your consciousness. Your angelic demons dance with my striges on the fifth movement of the fantastical symphony.
 - Deep down in the Labyrinth of your passions, I release the Minotaur and your tantalizing repentances give him a metaphysical blowjob   
I remember this winter with its crispy beech leaves under our boots and the frost on the window of your tiny room, filled with astrophysics books and quantic sex-toys.
You already had a master degree on procrastination but you took me by the hand. Your tiny bed was a wreck on the reefs of our desires. Under the ragged sails, I tied you to the mast.
 – In the core of the Labyrinth, we follow the Minotaur to the roots of the cosmic tree. Clothed by the shimmering coalescence of our entangled pleasures, we dance with him to the magnificence of ataraxia.

Poetry Of Copper Light

Poetry Of Winter Pale Light (Damga & HyLGZ22)

A song celebrating life and love! This is a co-write with Roy Blake, additional songwriting credit go to Janet Blake and Barbara O'Brien for their contributions to the lyrics.

Rich O'Brien - Vocals, guitars
J.J. Terrell - Organ, piano, bass, and synth Ney.
Roy Blake - Drum track

Alive! (w J.J. Terrell and Roy Blake)

I can’t take my mind off you
I guess that you were long over due
And I don’t need to verbalize 
Cause I think you realize 
What you do to me girl

So let’s make the most of every minute we’ve got
You smell so good  and you look so hot
And there’s something in the way you walk
And there’s something in the way you talk
And there’s something in the way you smile 
That I just can’t put my finger on but I really like you
You make me feel much better than human has a right to

You make me feel so happy  You make me feel so good.
You make me soar so high.  Higher than I ever thought I could.

I don’t know how long this is gonna last
Although the fire is hot it can burn out so fast
So let’s do the best we can
And though we may not have a plan
Yeah we’ve got style 

We’ve got each other tonight and the feeling is right
Let’s go out and party until daylight
And there’s something in the way you walk
And there’s something in the way you talk
And there’s something in the way you smile 
That I just can’t put my finger on but I really like you
You make me feel so much better than a human as a right to

You make me feel happy.  You make me feel so good.
You make me soar so high.  Higher than I ever thought I could.

I’m attracted to your body I’m attracted to your mind
You’re the kind of woman that I thought I’d never find
I’m attracted to your body I’m attracted to your mind
You’re the kind of woman that I thought I’d never find

You make me feel so happy.  You make me feel so good.
You make me soar so high.  Higher than I ever thought I could.

I’m attracted to your body I’m attracted to your mind
You’re the kind of woman that I thought I’d never find

Something

Instrumental & Mix by Garddwr Porffor: https://soundcloud.com/garddwrporffor
Vocals, Lyrics by Nadia Selvaggi

Esther by Garddwr Porffor & Nadia Selvaggi

https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues: flute x10; clarinet x6; tenor sax x3; soprano sax x2; alto sax; bamboo flutes x2; oboe; synth; beats (Inspiring original track https://soundcloud.com/windscaleblues/cryptoblues).
RUIZZOIDMAN: lyrics, vocals, guitar.

VENTOSO BLUES A LA PRADERA  /  WINDY BLUES FOR THE PRAIRIE

Pradera, salgo de viaje,  /  Prairie, I go on a trip,
te dejo aquí prisionera.  /  I leave you prisoner here.
Salgo sin prisa, pradera,  /  I leave without hurry, prairie,
seca de hierba salvaje.  /  dry from wild grass.
Dejo este bello paraje,  /  I leave this beautiful place,
este río y su ribera,  /  this river and its bank,
atrapados en la espera  /  trapped in the wait
de recibir su folaje,  /  to receive its foliage,
su frescura y su coraje  /  its freshness and its courage
verde de la primavera.  /  green of the springtime.

Este tren que con seguro  /  This train that with confident
traqueteo de ti me lleva;  /  rattling takes me away from you;
surge el humo de su cueva  /  the smoke arises from his cave
ensuciando tu aire puro.  /  polluting your pure air.
Ya la vía, acero oscuro,  /  So the railway, dark steel,
ya la vía es la prueba,  /  so the railway is the proof,
ya la vía, nieve o llueva,  /  so the railway, may it snow or rain,
debil tú, el acero duro,  /  weak you, the steel hard,
tú la brisa, él el muro,  /  you the breeze, it the wall,
tú la suave, mi pradera.  /  you the soft, my prairie.

De tus flores, la frescura,  /  From your flowers, the freshness,
quieren apagar el fuego  /  they want to extinguish the fire
de la marcha, y así luego  /  of the pace, and so then
mantener fragancia pura,  /  maintain pure fragrance,
mas es tal tu desventura,  /  but your misfortune is such,
tal fuerza del enclavado  /  such strength of the interlocked
metal, que te ha fallado  /  metal, that has failed you
tuya la verde dulzura  /  yours the green sweetness
bajo la realidad dura  /  under the harsh reality
de los rieles plateados.  /  of the silvery rails.


Pic from https://www.thoughtco.com

Ventoso Blues A La Pradera (with The Windscale Blues Experiment)

Taken from the upcoming debut full length album (planned to be released mid-2024 - "Rock and Roll Kills").
(p) & (c), 2024.
Youtube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVDW2mi4i0g
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Explicit lyrics:
Felt like almost dead, would you carry me home, would you lay me down?
Felt like shit again, would you bring my pills? do you know how it feels?

i don't know where to go...is this the end? i don't know!
From the tip of my head...till my toes, is this hell and heaven's above?

is there a free ride or a lottary prize? to win to lose on an XL size?
crappy or not, time will show...all i know is heaven's above!

I don't wanna buy a lotta food
i don't wanna get rid the booze
i don't wanna buy an SUV
i don't wanna get fatold and get peed

i don't wanna watch the news
i don't wanna get dirty with tools
i don't wanna smell your farts
i don't wanna mess around with you fatfucks!

Rock and Roll Kills

Heaven's above?

Life is one big adventure. There are many challenges to overcome, many paths to take, many decisions to make. Pursue your goal even if it is difficult or precisely because it is difficult. And when you have achieved it, you will look for the next adventure.

DAW Cubase
Halion Sonic 7
Groove Agent SE
Retrologue 2
Padshop 2
Evo Elysium
Apollo
XPhonica
CRE8 Poly Engine
CRE8 Wave Engine
Colors LoFi Tapes
Taped Vibes
Kalimba
Halion Symphonic Orchestra
Iconica Sketch

115 bpm

Picture by Cilvarium on pixabay

adventure

D'après le film " The Man from Earth " de Richard Schenkman . On a remplacé le personnage principal par un tueur professionnel 😱 !!! 
Based on the film "The Man from Earth" by Richard Schenkman . We replaced the main character with a professional killer 😱 !!!! 

Composer : Philippe SEGUINARD 🚲
Songwriter : Guillaume DULER 🛶 

Lyrics :
Il paraît qu'il n'y a pas de sot métier
Le mien c'est tout simplement de tuer
Je suis l'meilleur dans ma catégorie
J'ai ôté la vie dans tous les pays
Je travaille pour tous les gouvernements
Les rois , les riches maffieux les présidents
Je suis très cher mais je suis efficace
Quand j'élimine je ne laisse pas de trace

Oh les scènes de crimes !

J'ai liquidé pas mal de vrais méchants
Mais comme j'assassine pour le plus offrant
Je ferme aussi les yeux des faux gentils
Car pour moi toutes les vies ont un prix

Oh les scènes de crimes !

Je frappe tel un virus sans distinction
Je n'ai pas de lois pas de religions
Je suis bien né avant toutes ces chimères
J'ai 14 000 ans et des poussières

Holocène de crime

Personne n'a jamais vu mon visage
Je suis une ombre un fantôme sans âge
Je suis un salaud dix fois millénaire
Toujours debout sur cette pauvre Terre
Pourtant je peux mourir à chaque instant
C'est pour vieillir que je mets plus de temps
Je sais que c'est très difficile à croire
Les preuves sont dans vos livres d'histoires

Holocène de crime

They say there's no such thing as a fool's job
Mine is simply to kill
I'm the best in my category
I've taken lives in every country

I work for every government
Kings, rich mafiosi, presidents
I'm very expensive but I'm efficient
When I eliminate I leave no trace

Oh the crime scenes!

I've taken out a lot of real bad guys
But since I murder for the highest bidder
I also close my eyes to false good guys
Because for me, all lives have a price

I strike like a virus without distinction
I have no laws, no religions
I was born before all these chimeras
I'm 14,000 years old and counting

Holocene of crime

No one has ever seen my face
I'm a shadow, an ageless ghost
I'm a bastard ten thousand years old
Still standing on this poor Earth

Yet I could die at any moment
It takes me longer to grow old
I know it's hard to believe
The proof is in your history books

Holocene of crime

© Philippe SEGUINARD/Guillaume DULER 2024

Holocène De Crimes   TRANSLATED

Traces in the sand, traces in the snow, traces of life

Traces

37°

Meet me at the heart Nebula (String Version)

Midnight Sadness

UnBoxed February 2024

[ d o w n l o a d a b l e ]

Spaced Out

JIM ANDERS _Zwanni

Music: PJ Project & Janne Hennie
Instruments & Mix: PJ Project
Vocal & Lyrics: Janne Hennie

Lyrics:

You wonder, you doubt
if i still think you're the one
You keep asking me
if my feelings for you are real

Chorus:
I'm  hanging in , I'm hanging on
I'm hanging till, I'm hanging from
Not hanging less, i'm hanging more
Still hanging after you
That's for shure!

You call on me, i come
I do everything to keep you warm
You cry, i comfort you
Says anything that will make you smile

Chorus...

You fall, i pick you up
Even when you're angry and tell me to stop
You keep asking me
why i do all these things for you

Chorus...

I'm wiser, you're older
But my feelings for you have not grown colder
You are as great as you were before
And i just love you more and more...!

Chorus...

Hanging In  W/PJ Project

Sea Mother

The world is full of colors... That's how I put my feelings!😊
thank you for listening!!👍
Good luck to you!!🙏

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Colors

Grooving a little more 

Thanks as always for your generous time listening, for your comments and for your shares

Songs with a twinge of humor (and some a bit more serious).  
I do not use AI to create my songs. 
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.

Something

Joe Stroffolino