Angelic voice like a flute 🫶 feels very dreamy makes you soar through the clouds 🪂

Lovely voice as folks have said, but also really great work in the recording and production of the vocals.

.Beautiful song, beautiful voice. I love the prayer in your bio ❤

Live Reflexion#005

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

Victor Villamor.....Low Whistle
Guitarra y producción.......Javier Piñeira

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Get Home
Written and performed by Todd Brown
Sonic adornments provided by Boxy https://soundcloud.com/boxy-683069948
All rights reserved 2/18/2023


All that we are
is not near or too far
all that we do
will not make us brand new

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

We've travelled so far
not to know who we are
Curtains will fall
making clear to us all

Take the locket from my hand
and see how it shines
a thousand yesterdays won't make it last
until the end of time

I've waited so long
just to find
If you'd just

Take the ruby from my hand
and see how it glows
a thousand yesterdays will hold on tight
until we get home

Get Home

New & Different

This is a colab between myself and The Shaolin Sniper, The original song had no leadwork and Mathis did such a great job that i remixed the song and added his leadwork!!

In the 90's i really had a hard time finding anything musically i liked. Being a kid of the late 70's and 80's... that was the kind of music i wanted to listen to. There were 2 bands that came along in the 90's that i couldn't help liking the grooves in there music and that was Tool and Helmet. This song was inspired by these 2 groups

All music written and performed by: John Baker
All lyrics and vocals written and performed by: The Shaolin Sniper
All guitar leads written and performed by: Mathis

Lyrics:
How could you go away so fast
Why did my best dream end in a a nightmare?
In the blink of an eye all the good times are gone
I never thought death would split us apart so fast
And I start to believe that the best things never last
And every one told me that time would heal the pain
But the pain just seems to grow
and this hole in my soul is now out of control
If I could just touch you and hold you again
And say to your face how much i missed you again
And love you and kiss you and feel you again
I know it's not to be and it's too late
but I just wanna say I'm forever gonna miss you
I miss how you would be there waiting
When I would come back home
And you would always be there for me when I was stressed
And needed a helping hand
on..it's all in the past
And I start to believe that the best things never last
And every one told me that time would heal the pain
But the pain just seems to grow
and this hole in my soul is now out of control
If I could just touch you and hold you again
And say to your face how much i missed you again
And love you and kiss you and feel you again
I know it's not to be and it's too late
but I just wanna say I'm forever gonna miss you
Gone away too soon
Gone away too soon
If I could just touch you and hold you again
And say to your face how much i missed you again
And love you and kiss you and feel you again
I know it's not to be and it's too late
but I just wanna say I'm forever gonna miss you.

Miss You

Space

Lyrics:

Sounds from heaven
Lifted eyes 
Falling stars
You’ll see me there watching 
hands raised up in the dark

Fire and trumpets
Truth and lies
Battle scars

You’ll find me there singing 
hands raised up in the dark

In the presence of giants’ shadows
Hunted down in the lions den
You are for me and not against me
No longer a slave to them

Sinking slowly
Swallowed whole
Heavy heart
Though still in the belly
Hands stretched high in the dark 

Take me with You
Wash me clean 
heal my scars
Because of Your mercy
I’m not scared of the dark 

In the presence of fallen angels
Hunted down by leviathan 
You are for me and not against me
No longer a slave to them

In the presence of the unseen forces
In and out of our dimension
You are for me and not against me
No longer a slave to them

I’m not scared of the dark
I’m not scared of the dark 

Truth unraveled 
Lifted hands
Open skies
We start understanding
Making sense of the dark

Lights from heaven
Coming down
Open arms

We’ll meet at the half way
Lifted out of the dark

I’m Not Scared of the Dark

singer songwriter dabbling in garageband/creating learning having fun (also some raw acoustic recordings)


Our Father who art in heaven, 
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come. 
Thy will be done 
On earth as it is in heaven. 
Give us this day our daily bread, 
And forgive us our trespasses, 
As we forgive those who trespass against us, 
And lead us not into temptation, 
But deliver us from evil.
For Thine is the kingdom and the power, and the glory, 
Forever and ever.

I’m Not Scared of the Dark

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