a great ear worm guitar riff wrapped around en Edgar Allen Poe intensity vocal masterclass

She should have left that damn bird alone

Mama Saw A Bird

Sailing Away

New Collaboration with my buddy Nakedverse please go and listen to his sublime sounds https://soundcloud.com/nakedverse
Lyrics:-
You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation  to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

The world's a stage and now the curtain's up
And the storyline is getting strange
Whoever's writing all this dialogue
Must be laughing as the actors age

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

All you can do is dance to the beat of the rhythm that's given
Following footsteps you feel even though that you know they've been hidden

There's a distraction to the left
Disinformation to the right
Another distraction to the left
More information to the right

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know

You're dreaming of another better life
But stuck here in the system's gears 
You see the progress that the good guys make
So you try to throw away your fears

You're watching a movie
It's all a great big show
How can they tell you now
You wouldn't want to know
You're watching a movie

Nakedverse/winkandwoo 2025

You're Watching A Movie

You're Watching A Movie - Nakedverse & winkandwoo

manu232

Just having some blues fun with my wife Charlottie on b/g vocals and guitar.
Roll tape for one take fun.

Back On Top Again

Rhythmic jazzy song with trumpet and flute
The beautiful tree is in a little park across Peer's home

let's go home

Well hello. Here’s some rustic Mountain Blues, played on extremely oxidized guitar strings, with me hollering from the mountain top. Hahahaha. The song hints at a personal authenticity, and the experience of possibly unraveling any prior conditioning (Pavlovian or otherwise) that may constrict our lives in some way. It’s also about the different personas we portray to the outside world. How we may act at work, or on a first date, or with our spouse, or kids, friends, enemies, those who hurt us, even our stage personas comes into play…. So this song is asking a lot of us. In other news, right now in June, the mountains are snow covered and it froze last night. That is late spring, early summer here. Gardenwise, this year, I am planting a lot more Brassicas: Kale, Cabbage and Broccoli, and they are growing well. I am going to try to fence off the carrot/beet beds, as the voles always eat more carrots and beets than I ever do. Onions, leeks and garlic have been growing since March. I transplanted 50 lettuce plants I grew from seed that I saved from last year’s lettuce. The berry bushes and fruit trees have really blossomed this year. There are squash, cukes, tomato and pepper plants inside by the window, to be transplanted outside next week, quite a mess… all of which keeps me busy…. Hahaha. Thanks for dropping by, hope you’re well, Mark

'Round Here'

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Whatever pours out of me I hope is for you
Messenger divine love to pass through
I cant get out of myself, my wandering is held too
Messenger divine love to pass through

Lay on my side and think of what I've shared
What I wished and should've dared
Inconsistency, the mark of human love
The hurt and ache come sharp from above

Plant yourself like cacti in sand
Live hardy on discipline in the harsh hot land
Divining hexagrams on the newsprint texture
This page will lie heavy for sure

God has eaten man, fair grace
Whoever he takes he uses, fade trace

Lacking in basic motor skills
while collecting a diverse set of wills
Third world journey, travel by train
Throw off my jacket and any other trappings
that leave a social stain

Sorry for being here 
at the foot of the mountain
With my cast aside clothes and wrappings
that I will not have again

Messenger divine love to pass through
Whatever pours out of me I hope is for you
Messenger divine love to pass through
I can't get out of myself
My wandering is held too
               March 31, 2025

Three Tails

It goes without saying but no music maker or AI.  Thank you all for your encouragement. 

If there’s one thing that you must do
Be yourself and let the light shine through
It’s time stand up tall and proud
Don’t let the bad times bring you down

If it feels like your broken heart won’t mend
When  all seems lost you’ll find your strength within

Take a look at the world around you
it’s your life and it’s finally found you
now it feels like you are not alone
And it feels like you’ve come home
 
See the people walking hand in hand
It’s time for  celebration in this land

We all come from the stars
We all are who you are
We were born to shine
We were born to live our life
We  were born to find our happiness where you might

this love it makes me high
As we float across the sky 
Now we Hold your heads up high
And together we will rise

(cue self indulgent fade out)

We Come From Stars (Pride '25)

We are space gods......Mayan space gods series.

Well hello… A new song, with a new instrument. A pawnshop Ukulele. Ha. What a fun instrument to play. Just had to. A few simple Uke chords, some acoustic guitar soloing, and a tale of sailing the ocean as a metaphor for life. And yes, lyrically I was talking with a seagull. And just so you know I have gotten really good at ‘talking’ with birds. I can click talk like a grackle, whisper whistle like a robin, whistle talk a curious melody like a chickadee, among others. Still working on my duck call. Ha… Years ago, I remember annoying some people at a party with this wooden duck call my buddy had. So maybe a future song about birds? And right outside my door there are some interesting avian dynamics between the grackles and robins nesting in the spruce trees. They argue every day, about territory and invasion of their personal space, but when danger appears, like a hawk or cat, they come together in unison to fend off the threat. In the natural biology of things, humans haven’t fallen too far from that spruce tree. Anyway, robins do not like the dark. They anxiously chatter with loud worry chirping amongst themselves at dusk, and create a chorus melody of happy song at dawn. With me being a late sleeper, their morning serenades can be quite bothersome at 4:30AM. A lesson for me though, as at times I am not so welcoming as I wakeup to another frenetic global morning. Anyway, birds and their enthusiastic singing far outpaces my own. Ha. There are many other birds here, but I will save that for another time. Hope you are well. Thanks for dropping by, Mark

Uke Chantey

#StartTheNextWave - New Wave. Post Punk. Art Pop Experimentor. New songs always in the works. Stay tuned.

Three Tails

Kyle Bolan

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