I like this song... reminded me of following animal trails in the forest.

Great vocals - i love the marching beat - 👍🏻🤩

Love this creepy quirky sound! Your vocals and lyrics are icing on the cale!

This song was totally stuck in my head at work this morning.

Mystical, mysterious and marvelous sounds!

2022/02/24

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deep

the lovely Belle on flute
Straddie at full moon

can you hear that sound

high above the full moon glows
throwing shadows on the world below
far below

can you hear that sound
rising up with the northern wind
climbing up to heaven on high

maybe it's the sound
turns it all around
maybe it's the mood
you do

we'll be coming off high
as the innocence dies
we'll be running on low
as we hit the open road

something tells me that it don't get better than this right now


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_HpsMZXiPQ

sound

All Instruments Improvised By Martin Reed
Produced by Martin Reed,
Inspired by the readings Of Diva Zappa.

Tumble Weeds

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COtu - Production, Guitars
Negative Headphone - Production, Guitars
Mix by the amazing Negative Headphone

check him out out
https://soundcloud.com/negative-headphone

Phases

Phases    - - - - - - Negative Headphone and COtu

Music for movies that will never be written volume 1 ! 🙄

Fly Away (Gone by tomorrow)

Campers  

My parents were campers, we wandered around
We washed in the river and slept on the ground
With a kerosine lantern to see by at night 
And aluminum cups full of Crystal Delight

They’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it was not about nothing
It was more than a signature style

I gave him a hundred, which was all that I got
I fired her up and I drove off the lot
She was painted by hand, but tipping the scales
Was a sticker that showed my concern for the whales

She’s all gone forever after only awhile
To me she was not about nothing
She was more than a signature style

My mind is in order my soul is inspired
In robe and in sandals I’m simply attired
And I live in this place with these brothers of mine
Where we think, and we pray, and we fast all the time

Till we’re all gone forever after only awhile
To me it is not about nothing
It’s more than a signature style

Copyright Scott Culver Thomson

Campers

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered using Logic. 
Guitars played: Taylor 714CE in DADGAD Tuning
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.

Acoustic guitar instrumental.

Reunion

A tune from the WAG guys, reflecting the idea that love is, perhaps, the distillation and essence of what humanity is all about, Christmas, or other. Love finds a way, always. Let's not give up. Regardless of your traditions and cultural expressions of religious beliefs, love makes it all possible...if we want/will it.

Available for free D/L at https://www.terrywigmore.com/wigmore-allen-gibbons   Track 12 from the album Nothing Special (Left Behind)
Lyrics:

Everlasting

The greater the suffering … the greater the peace
The longer you have to wait … the greater the weight

Love everlasting …

I see the blood of roses … out in the fields
Love everlasting

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Voulez…voulez…voulez…voulez…away

Love everlasting …

Voulez…voulez…voulez…voulez…away

All you need is the imagination to believe.

Wigmore:  Synths, percussion, production
Allen:         Bass, guitars, lyrics, vocals

Everlasting

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More'; and eventually as part of my BandCamp PWWO #07 album)

Happy 2023 everyone. I hope your year is starting off positive, creative and brimming with potentiality. Mine has definitely begun on a high note, getting to collab with our dear friend Carlos Vivanco (https://soundcloud.com/carlosvivanco-1, https://carlosvivanco1.bandcamp.com/). And after a full year of music lessons with this kind and generous soul, I’m finally feeling quite good about my music theory and piano skills (knowing full well, this is just me happily floating on the tip of the proverbial music theory/musical instrument iceberg). :)

This one in particular (for those of you who might be interested in the specifics) started with Carlos providing an impressively wild drum track, and a warm, rich bass track playing Ostinato in E (I wasn’t familiar with that term at first. But it means playing a singular note rhythm as a foundation for the rest of the song). From there, E Aeolian (or Natural Minor) felt like it provided the nicest fit to Carlos’s stems. I was able to play out many of the melodies you hear in this song with just a few takes, and very minor MIDI note adjustments after the fact. That is exciting beyond words.

So without further delay, I joyfully offer you my first collab of 2023 with one of the coolest folks you’ll find in this grand music community. Carlos and I hope you enjoy ‘The Nine Sentinels of Aeolis’. :)

PWWO07

The Nine Sentinels Of Aeolis | Carlos Vivanco & GrevusAnjl

Well, my good friend Paco dropped me a note to say he had a piece of music to which I might like to try and add something, were I so inclined.  Always a good day when that happens.

Now, I can't honestly recall the precise sequence in which the neurons fired inside my skull to yield the result we have here, but we are where we are as they say.

Don't go looking at me for rationale.

Thank you, Paco, as always my friend, for inviting me to come out to play, and for mastering the end result in the midst of untold techno-horror grief.  I hope your DAW world resolves itself very soon.
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Socrates at Sundown

I lie bewildered, here, in my sphere of cubes,
On crushed silk cushions sprawled.
I sketch the cool Palladian dudes
In charcoal, on Aleutian walls.
They think I know what thoughts are theirs,
And beg to trade their graceless airs, 
But I left them there to climb their stairs
Ever downward through Athenian halls.

They say my knowledge is remiss,
The diabolical's back in town.
Seems ignorance is bliss
For this philosophical clown.
I'm seeking emptiness of mind,
That's where I hope to find
That old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

My associate, Plato knows the game
Survives through pretty dialogue
He suffocates but bestows his shame
On city states whose statutes fog
The heads of people in their ranks
Attentive on the Eridanos banks
Dispensing death by way of thanks
As justice shreds its cogs.

Deep mental grasp of social structure
No need to ever write it down
Accused outcast for youth's corrupture
Where the bleeding of democracy is bound
To seek the causal end of time
Of Aristotle and Nietzsche's kind
The men of Athens rendered blind
Killed that old, old friend of mine,
Socrates, at sundown.

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