Name: Jazz Horn & Piano by Pablo Cigar | Composer
Duration: 2 min 15 s
Description: I was definitely certainly probably possibly not awake all night making music. I am not tired. Now....where am I...and where is my horse?

it’ s a real charming composition nice to listen to.Yes Pablo….and many thanks for our feedbacks on my tracks.

Dreamy and so beautiful work! Really wonderful 👏👏👏

the very first chords shot my brain into submission

Blue water :symphonic drone

Starry Skies

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco

Lluvia De Estrellas

Surreal Awake

I was definitely certainly probably possibly not awake all night making music. I am not tired. Now....where am I...and where is my horse?

Jazz Horn & Piano

Here a first collab with HyLGZ22 :
https://soundcloud.com/user-618736932

On his excellent music, I wrote a poetry and played sitar and flute, with owls:

Déjà se décline du delta la symphonie vespérale de quelques prêtresses ainsi purpurines et hymnes aux ruines qu'affine de platine la poussière bientôt stellaire serres par sortilèges soufflés à la bouche en prières d'Alice. 
Elle n'a pas l'emprise des siècles celle qui se fait désirer de frissons en frissons lissés par ce lapis lazuli couché à l'horizon et parure de la bientôt nuitée mais elle est sut irrémédiablement d'Alice ainsi enténèbrée de secrets aux glyphes des cieux, à leurs paroles de pierres, à leurs amours occultes qu'elle en serait prête à sacrifier son hymen à Amon afin de jouir du geyser scintillant tout là haut où se gorgera l'esquisse astrale par augures abyssales des sables néanmoins éteints d'une destinée diamantifère.
D'un soupir, Alice redessine ce monde bien trop carcéral affirmant sa quête céleste et d'une caresse sur l'albâtre dépose le petal écarlate d'un ancien cerisier maître des floraisons explosives d'orient.
Par le socle de cette confiance, par son cœur éclatant, par son souffle ciseleur, par son clin d'œil qui enflamme l'instant, Alice attend la comète Ikeya-seki dans les ruines de Tanis, telle l'adorable horreur de la mort fécondant l'existence à l'aurore.

Alice Waiting For Comet Ikeya–Seki In The Ruins Of Tanis - HyLGZ22 & Wivresse

Lyrics Vocals by  Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)

https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/let-it-sink-in-vocals-92-bpm

IPG1 - Let It Sink In (AudioBake Mix)

The Caller

Well i have been promising myself for some time now to have a mid life crises, but i fear i may have left it too late because I'm probably TOO OLD  to have a mid life crises, so instead i wrote a song that to my mind and from Observing my friend who was young enough to  had a midlife crises i think this song encompasses most of the elements associated with a Male Mid life crises, if i have left any out please let me know and i can add them in ...ha ha 

Written, played and produced by Yours Truly: Johnny Mc .
I'm going to have me a mid life crises
I don't care what the price is  
I'm going to buy me a Strat 
I'm going to get me a Tat 
I'm going to roll those dices

Mid Life Crises

This ls the third installment ln the ongoing "Holy Dumpling" series Where we  find our intrepid Traveling troupe Broke down on the side of the road under a cold winter rain--And Yet there ls hope!!  So much fun with my Cosmic Homies!😊 best played LOUD---

Tea R Sea- Producer-Synth-Artwork
TexMex Shaman- electric guitar
Uziel- Lyrics and Vocals
Stonerjazz- guitar, percussion, lyrics, vocals

the Rain

The rain the rain, lt finally came, not the rain of May, By the way-
Wet and freezing cold and clean and clear, my dear-
Falling down on my head-
The fire and smoke of summer gone
all cleared away ln a single day,
miraculous, some might say-

The bus broke down along a Pastoral stretch
had to hitchhike lnto town
the wood got wet
the stove lt smoked
the band it choked
And yet, a wheel bearing lt was found
ln a dusty corner on a shelf
ln a Rusty little Town of No Renown-

Still time to make the Date At Joe's Garage ln Sante Fe
where some members of the band await,
Anticipating a packed house
who've come to hear the hit song that's Playin on the radio--

Oh, Stu of the blues
Got the band back together again!
Sink or Swim
Around the Mystery Mobile
Made of mushroom patches
Round the back where we grew ourselves
Just to meander the intergalactic block
With our caravan of travailing home
and the wooden smell of campfire coffee

Oh, the rain, the rain it finally came
not the rain of May
By the way...
Finally
Finally

The Rain(Tea R. Sea-Uziel-TexMex Shaman)from "Quest for the Holy Dumpling"#3 by the Smoklng Trout

;-Fond Diffus Musical-;

Five steps (each one with two parts) progressing along 3 minutes thru different styles: rock, psycho, pop, hard..., and finally back to the psychopoppy ones.

Letra / Lyrics:

No siempre he estado aquí (soy imperfecto) / I have not always been here (I am imperfect)

Cuando tengo frío, o tengo calor, / When I feel cold, or I feel hot,
cuando tropiezo, me quemo, o siento dolor… / when I stumble, I burn myself, or feel pain …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

Me siento extraño / I feel strange
donde tendría que estar a gusto, / where I should to be comfortable,
y me reconforto / and I feel better
cuando me relaciono bien con el mundo. / when I relate well to the world.

Empiezo a pensar en el tránsito; / I start to think about the passage;
que no siempre he estado ni estaré aquí; / that I have not always been nor will be here;
que mi vida es un entretenimiento / about my life being an entertainment
en el viaje a otro sitio. / along the trip to another place.

Y descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
si la meta de todo lo que hago / if the goal of everything I do
es comer y respirar, / is to eat and breathe,
¿qué clase de razón tengo en la cabeza? / what kind of reason do I have in my head?
¿qué soy yo dentro de este juego? / what am I within this game?

 descubro lo profundo / And I discover the deepness
entre tanta superficialidad, / among so much superficialness,
y me pongo a pensar, / and I start thinking,
y empiezo a pensar… / and I start to think …

y  empiezo a pensar que no siempre he estado aquí, / and I start to think that I have not always been here,
y que todo en este mundo es ajeno a mí. / and that everything in this world is alien to me.

Pienso que este cuerpo / I think that this body
que me sirve para moverme / I use to move myself
no es todo lo perfecto que debiera. / is not as perfect as it had to.

©1995 E-RUIZZO – ®2013 FRANCÉS RECORDS ;)

Image: "Rocky sprout", photo by Ruizzoidman

No siempre he estado aquí (Soy imperfecto)

Piano mostly.
There comes a point when playing a piano becomes like driving a car. You are not aware you are driving. You just are. You are not aware... of anything, apart from the road ahead. Shall respond with thanks to all gratefully received messages, when I eventually emerge from some sort of musical dream-state.

Jazz Horn & Piano

Pablo Cigar | Composer

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