Really cool folk song! Great poem and production! I've subscribed!

You are very versatile and I really like that

Wow, damn, this piece is amazing!😱 Ladies and gentlemen, this is pure talent!!🙌🏻👏🏻

Sometimes you long for this guiding light in the dark of night.

Re-Edit 31.07.2024

Picture taken Sawtooth National Forrest ID, USA

Demo Songs 2023

Sunray at Night

Sooo, yeah, it's a song that's an apology of sorts to my kid for suggesting she become a ninja killer assassin in 'Revenge of Ceres.' 

Sorry, honey! Just daddy working through his issues. 

Influences: DJ Shadow, Massive Attack, Tricky

Ceres Lament

Music for imaginary video game made for OSTCompJam #7 (https://itch.io/jam/ost-composing-jam-7).

Inner Universe

The house is frozen
The silence crying out
The ether is broken
The heathen is devout 

A floor that tells a tale
Rug misshapen and moved
A knife that tore the vail
Blood runs still and removed 

A cup lies empty and fallen
Betrayed of glugs and sips 
A love that died in silence 
Upon these cold lips.

Rain smacks the haunted window 
Wind rushes warmth away.
Food still cooks and crisps, by looks
Whilst all the while you lay.

You look up at the beam
The wood so old and strong
Dead but just so rested
As to hold the house so long.
Hard to be so passive 
Let all rest on you in trust
When weight holds you heavy
And will fall to slight adjust. 

A heavy hue of nothing
Pulls and strips and rips
The air now pressing harsh and hard
Upon these cold lips

A fire burns in bitterness 
Snapping at the sight
Of all that has befallen 
This dark and dreadful night.
I bend to reach lower
Now falling, bereft of mind 
To view in flickered half-light
The shell you leave behind

I hold these hands in mine
And place them on my hips
Through weep and woe I kiss and kiss
Upon these cold lips.

These Cold Lips (Demo)

G-ZIP IT!

'Turn The Page Please' is a Jazz Fusion/Rock track and features Tony Conway on guitar (solo).
It's always a pleasure to have Tony join me and no exception here, as he takes another excellent solo.
https://soundcloud.com/user-95115433

Walking The Straight And Narrow

Turn The Page Please

Turn The Page Please (Feat. Tony Conway)

“The Elusive Organ” by Luke

Keys & Piano & Synthesizer & Drums  by Luke
Created & Composed & Produced by Luke
Music & Track & Album Photos by Luke
Photography by Luke
Beats by Luke©️
                         S c h ü ß m a n n©️

“The Elusive Organ”  by Luke

Hoppin' & Boppin'

Pierre Bordetti productions (c) 09/2024.

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Pierre Bordetti

Rock instrumental

Rock Entracte

Jack Wild as Tom Ornshaw:Melody (1971 film)

Ornshaw

Jon Lock: Original Music: Bass, Drums, Organ, Horns, Vocals, Lyrics
https://soundcloud.com/jon-lock-5
https://jonlock.bandcamp.com/music
The Couch King: Lyrics, Vocals, Production
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com
Russell Sinfield: Mix and Master
https://soundcloud.com/russell-sinfield

Funky as oily ass soggy french fries
Funky as stinky bass fishy pot pies  
Funky as poopy grass squishy with flies 
We be keep it funky and we shittin’ no lies 
Would it be funky if the bips didn’t bop, oh
Would it be funky if the hips didn’t hop, whoa
Would it be funky if the bass didn’t pop, no
Would I be a junky if I didn’t want it to stop, yea
He got blisters on his fingers and they starting to peel
He got two big blisters and it’s starting to get real
He gotta keep ‘em outta water if he want ’em to heal
Wear them gloves in the shower and when washing yo meal

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo’

Dip dip scoodley dip, cool whip all over my chips
Sippin’ on limp shrimp, wimps are the news skool pimps 
A plop a glop a top my new flip flop design
A crop a hops and a drop a slop for my swine 
Yo we got the flu shot that you got but we caught 
The new-dle two-dle funk crew-dle bug-adoodle  
Jibber Jabber don’t stop a hey hey hey a all day
Now come on over I’ll scoot right over and stay while Jon plays 
Funky see funky do funky spunky skunky crew
Funky rhymes funky lines funky crunky drunky times
Funky might makes funky right funky pluky dynamite 
Funky here funky there funky spunky everywhere

Wow, now that is damn funky, can you smell that bass, whew we, smells like burnt liver on hot summer day, Jon is on Fyre!

Why’s it funky when you haven’t funked for a week and then you start to itch ’n tweek 
And your knees be gettin’ soft ’n weak as the pressure reaches to a peak 
And a little bit starts to drip and leak  
That’s TMI
He got funk like pumpkins got pie 
Funk like bumpkins get by
Funk like stuck in deny
All funk like skunk ’n gettin’ high
Funkin’ til the day that we die

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

The funk 
It be 
Booming
Out the 
Trunk a hunk a junk ol’ clunk a mine
A chunka chunka went the bass and I got a fine
Combine with my divine design, rewind inclined to be funkinsteined 
I declined, I tor’ it up in yo face 
You turned up the bass
That’s right, you could hear it all over the place 
Funky is as funky does do you has pizazz
Funky is too funky that’s true and we has en masse
Funky is what funky wants how does he slap that bass
We be keep it funky now common shake that azz
Funky like a rusty spike infection on my toe
Funky like a crusty tyke with boogies out the nose 
Funky like my musty psych with dusty old pillows 
We be make it funky ’n got the stank to show
Will it still be funky if we, what
Spayed it with some poo-pourri,  hell yea
Will it still be funky if we, what
Made it from som’in’ all bourgeoisie, hell no

That’s what I been tryin’ to tell ya, the funks gotta be made from something nasty, it’s gotta be inta something kinky, it’s gotta talk all dirty, breath be stankin’ ’n such 

Uh oh, who had the funk and then let the funk go
Uh oh, yo here we go, the funk is on the loose footloose and deucin’ on the flo

Yea, so what do you think Jon, you feeling that?
Oh yea
Alright, alright, alright, yo since you supplied me with that mad funky beat, I figured I’d go all mad scientist and flip what you sent me, and maybe you can lay down some of them golden vocals of yours
How’s that sound?
Sounds good

Well, the Couch King baby
Let’s turn the clock back to ’65
That’s where I like to hide out
It’s the place I really thrive
Well look out
Take your time now
This funk moves like a big fat cow
Yea, the Couch King baby
I tried to run but I could not hide
I tried to run 
But I could not find a place to hide

Funk'n Blisters

Jon Lock, Russ Sinfield, and the Couch King -Funk'n Blisters

Formed inside the singularity, (there was nothing else to do - or indeed time to do it in) The Corking Crack Band really burst onto the scene with the Big Bang. 
 Dormant through sheer ugly lethargy, they evolved their ideas inside the primordial soup: not, you understand, the same primordial soup that you evolved from - this primordial soup was of a much higher quality; You are minestrone to The CCB’s truffle infused lobster bisque.
   Having existed for millennia and absorbed the natural rhythms of the universe, alongside one or two narcotics (allegedly) they decided it was time to stop fannying around with simply existing and instead to get down to some serious rock. 
  Having then kickstarted their quarry project and ushered in the Stone Age, they discovered music. 
  Despite their early entrance onto the music scene, they take inspiration largely from the music of the Tweenies. The ever-changing roster of members, centred around a core few such as sometimes band leader Cuthbert Crack Band, they seek to emulate the CBBC legends in all their forms. That is, of course, when they are not fighting the malicious machinations of their evil nemesis supergroup, The Patchwork Pillocks, who are hellbent on destroying the world through the medium of catchy melodies and unusual time sigs that just really jam.
  The story continues…

These Cold Lips (Demo)

The Corking Crack Band

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