In The Main Waters

The Hybrid Towers/Cinema Creatures\Hypersomnia/At The Night Sky

The Hybrid Towers/Cinema Creatures\Hypersomnia/At The Night Sky\

Written and performed by Josh McAlexander
Fiddle (Sampled instrument)

Sonshine

Son shine (Original)

Come along with Shade Structure on a funky film noir midnight ride
From the Album : Strange Complusions
Lyrics:
I'll fire up that gas bag
Drive it down to Sandman Slough
You never know what you're gonna do
Everywhere, there's a deadman's curve
I don't know what ya heard
It's probably true

Take it into the night
Take that Coupe De Ville
Drive it into the night
I want nothing but a good time
Take my broken heart
Batter it up
Chicken fried
Liquefied
I have a strange compulsion
To the creatures 
And the features of the night

I was born the son of a lion tamer
They say: Yeah, you've got a boy child coming
You better read the disclaimer!

Take it into the night
Take that thing tonight
Drive it into the night
I want nothing but a good time
Take my broken heart
Batter it up
Chicken fried
Liquefied
I have a strange compulsion
To the creatures 
And the features of the night

Take what you know
Take it real slow
Take it where the fireworks are
Yeah!
Watch me stagger home
Into the light...
I have a strange compulsion 
To the creatures
And the features
Of the night

When God came back 
It was on a Tuesday afternoon
"I've fulfilled all my heavenly promises to you,"
Now it's up to you
To search out the fakes and the frauds
"I'm playing existential funk,"
Who would have thunk?
Selling Mexican fireworks from my trunk

I have a strange compulsion
To the Creatures 
And the features
Of the night

Strange Compulsion

After 21 days of quarantine for a very slight Sars Cov 2 infection I can finally get out !!! This song expresses joy mixed with melancholy due to the belief that no one will be truly free in this world anymore.
Cover pic: "Le Certane Lake" by Emanuele Berni

Finally Out

Written Performed And Recorded By DMc January 2022.

Stop Messing Me Around (Lyrics)

Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around

I Promised You Baby There'd Be No One Else
I Give You Lovin Like You Never Felt
Strange Voices Going Through My Mind
You've Been Busy Working Overtime
I Heard You Talking On The Telephone
It's 3AM And You're Still Not Home
Evil Woman    Done Me Wrong
I've Done My Time And You Bet I'm Gone

Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around
You've Been Seen All Over Town
Stop Messing Me Around
I'll See You Later Baby

Well We All Know The Story
Beginning To End
I've Got Those Good Times Coming Again
I've Got Another Sweet Baby Living Down The Road
You Aint Messing Me Around Little Girl No More
You Aint Messing No More

I Promised You Baby There'd Be No One Else
I Give You Lovin Like You Never Felt
Strange Voices Going Through My Mind
You've Been Busy Working Overtime
I Heard You Talking On The Telephone
It's 3AM And You're Still Not Home
Evil Woman    Done Me Wrong
I've Done My Time And You Bet I'm Gone

Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around
You've Been Seen All Over Town
Stop Messing Me Around
I'll See You Later Baby - Yeah

Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around
Stop Messing Me Around

All Lyrics Written By DMc.Music @Copyright2022.

Stop Messing  Me Around

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714 CE in Open G Tuning (capo'd at the 3rd fret.)
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography
LYRICS:
Oh this life under the stars
I am weathered, I am worn
But these trade winds blow
And guide me home
Breathe in breathe out
No complications
I take my chances
When the dice are thrown

I’m thankful for the turning of the tide
Watch the waters flow and cast my fears aside
But there’s a time ………to take the strain
And the sun ……………….will rise again

I have no answers
To my questions
Though I wonder 
At the magic of it all
The hourglass
Tells its story
As these grains of sand 
Gently fall

I’m thankful for the turning of the tide
Watch the waters flow and cast my fears aside
But there’s a time ………to take the strain
And the sun ……………….will rise again

Oh this life under the stars
I am weathered, I am worn
But these trade winds blow
And guide me home

The Turning Of The Tide

Days

Dark Days Like These

Sonic Kitchen's open collab offer Hallowed Corruption
Remixing, guitar and bass by Llanpsych
All other instrumentation by Sonic Kitchen
https://soundcloud.com/sonic_kitchen/hallowed-corruption-open-collab-stemsmidi-in-description?in=sonic_kitchen/sets/hallowed-corruption-collabs&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Hallowed Corruption - Sonic Kitchen collab

Hey…. I sleep like an old dog now that I am old. Although I wonder if I move my feet when I run in my dreams. And I did bark at the neighbor’s dog the other night. She was being noisy, so I joined in. Ha. Starlings are up in the old cottonwood now serenading the world, as the heat of the day is not yet upon us. But by midday they are usually gone. The heat is too intense. I think they head to the river to ride out the day. Maybe I should join them, like in the old days. Hanging down by the river, swimming and cooling off. I told a neighbor the other day, if he finds his political bumper sticker is inappropriately graffitied, it will be me who did it. Ha. And here I thought we were all in this together… how naive of me. Hee-hee. So back to the dreamlife of dogs… as with night and day, a lot of life can become an either or premise don’t ya think? I was always one to explore a middle ground by melding various ideologies together. Then I decided to become free of that paradigm view of life, and maybe see things as they were. Fascinatingly sad how polarized our species is, on practically everything that matters, and how unwilling we are to budge. So I wondered about that insofar as extricating myself from such nonsense, without that becoming just another polarized pursuit. As if you can’t tell by now, I am a dreamer. That does have its downside as there is a darker essence to all this babbling, as the song lyrics suggest, when the light becomes the dark. OK… the starlings just left for the river en mass. Ha ha. I have pondered about the relevance of dreams in my life for many years. But I wonder how relevant the rhyming of ‘stream’ with ‘dream’ was in ‘Row, Row, Row Your Boat… as possibly a revelation into the nature of life? Or in some songs, rhyming is just a convenience of circumstance. Ha…. Are we really rowing ourselves gently along through our lives, in a daydreamy way of how we’d like to see the world? Or frantically chasing a dream on a flooded river, as we lose control of our leaky boat? Or maybe a little bit of both? Or maybe jumping ship to swim to shore? Maybe there is no boat at all? Or maybe we're landlubbers? Hope you like the song. And thanks for dropping by, Mark

Lammbone's Album

Dreamlife

Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

The Ballad of Bonnie & Clyde

THE SIREN`S SONG  from "THE FRAGILE BEAUTY"

Thanks for visiting my page. All original and traditional tracks are downloadable. God Bless