Winter landscapes

This is a team effort... no individual credts, simply OUR song.
If you liked it, you're gonna LUURRRVE what's going on here : https://soundcloud.com/maureendarosa
SHE's one unique talent !

Maureen Da ROsa & mOag - rabbit rabbit

Esta música fala sobre confiar, mesmo quando nos perdemos pelo caminho. Há sempre uma casa para voltar, uma nova chance de continuar. A esperança surge justamente nos momentos mais escuros, despertando força, coragem e renovação. É sobre se levantar, seguir adiante, escolher amar em vez de odiar, ajudar em vez de criticar, e construir uma vida plena, onde a felicidade de existir volta a fazer sentido.

Com uma sonoridade que mistura rock experimental, soft punk, fusion e neo emo core, a faixa traz uma melancolia nostálgica marcada por riffs de guitarra que conduzem a melodia com ritmo dinâmico e pulsante. Há um toque sutil de tristeza nas linhas mais leves, contrastando com timbres vibrantes, ataques firmes da bateria e momentos acústicos que ampliam a atmosfera emocional.
É uma viagem de retorno à nostalgia,  e, principalmente, à esperança.

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This song is about trusting even when you lose your way. There is always a home to return to, always another chance to move forward. Hope appears in the darkest moments, awakening strength, courage, and renewal. It’s about rising again, choosing love over hate, helping instead of judging, and embracing a fuller life where the joy of being alive comes back into focus.

Blending experimental rock, soft punk, fusion, and neo emo core, the track carries a nostalgic melancholy shaped by guitar riffs that lead the melody with dynamic, driving rhythm. Subtle sadness weaves through the gentler parts, contrasting with vibrant tones, sharp drum attacks, and acoustic passages that deepen its emotional landscape.
It’s a journey back to nostalgia, and, above all, to hope.

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"Sim, eu vou confiar!"
Words and Music 
by Bakstg.Co, Wel Lee
© 2025 Bakstg Studio

Sim, eu vou confiar!

In My Bubble. 2

Guardian Angel - demo

I first heard this tune from the great Tony Rice (bluegrass flat picker). I immediately wanted to pick it and I immediately realized that I was no
Tony and just could not keep up with him.  I still love this tune and had to slow it way down and adapt.   Just picking and singing.

Church Street Blues ( cover)   Tony Rice

This song came to me all at once The Lyrics / Music everything. I had to get out of bed to capture the idea for a morning session.
LIFE OUTSIDE A WINDOW BOX " Ask Yourself " by Glen Granthem
LYRICS
Would you leave behind everything you own
Start a new life create a home
Fall back naked wearing flesh and bone
Walk forward blindly to face the unknown
Live outside a window box, Electric moments unwound clocks
Could you travel the world  one day at a time
Never look back and still have peace of mind
Ride the sea in a ship with a sail
With no regret to live out this tale
Live outside a window box, Electric moments  endless talk
Ask yourself is it to late Just ask yourself if it's to late
Was there a time in life with your greatest love
You took a chance embraced god above
Running free through an open field
Then stopped to pick a daffodil 
And lived outside your window box  Electric moments endless talk
Ask Yourself is to late Just ask yourself if its to late

Life Outside A Window Box  ( Original With lyrics )

Two powerful words in the English language that embrace both regret of missed opportunity, and all the possibilities that life has to offer, and maybe even beyond this life...What if?  Closer to home;  "what if" I used two different guitars for this track, how would it sound?  You be the judge, but I hope you like it:)

What If...

From the album:
'All feel and no technique ' (2020)
I still believe in lost love. This song should feel like eavesdropping on a conversation

Lyrics:
I went down to that bookstore where you worked that summer
Sometimes, I'd go down 2 or 3 times a day
Just to hear all the crazy things you'd say
You told me that you were an "Abstract Impressionism Painter"
Whatever that means
And that painting that you made of me
It made me look more sad and depressed and strange than I really am
That little apartment that we had there on the beach
We'd watch the waves
And shoot the fireworks into the sky
Like a temporary joy
Catharsis and destroy

(chorus)
We seem to breathe a different air (2X)
Cerulean Blue, that's what I called you
Cerulean Blue

We were a mismatch
And you could see right through me
That day, you tried to dye your hair blue!
I said: " What is that color?'
(Azure? ) 
Cerulean blue
(chorus)
You're the most interesting person in my world

You had a painter's eye
I had novelist words
You told me that all my favorite songwriters
Have crappy, crappy singing voices!
I fell in love with you that entire summer
What's a stupid boy like me to do, Cerulean Blue?


Note: Some of my favorite songwriters with crappy voices
Dan Bejar (destroyer)
David Berman (Silver Jews)
Kurt Wagner (Lambchop)
Randy Newman
Mark Eitzel (American Music Club)
Check them out.

Cerulean Blue

Phone's Ringing!!!

the bad i've done

“Dear Tom”

How’s the retirement, Tom?
Why now so quiet, dear Tom?
You’ve a cozy, small place here
Where a man could disappear
	Is that what you’re doing, Tom?

Do you get visitors,
Or only the odd, lost bird?
Friends are a blessing,
But even friendship’s passing.
	Do you have friends, dear Tom?

Where’re your pictures?
Don’t you have children?
Well, didn’t you marry?
Man, you’re just like a pilgrim!
Searching your life
Through the flowers and barbs,
Searchin’ alone under your very own star!

Did you get lonely?
What did you do then?
Did you have family?
Well, why didn’t you call them?
I’m sure they’d have loved
To hear from their uncle—
A family together
Lends old age a pleasure!

Listen’t’me blather, Tom,
I don’t mean to nag ya’, dear Tom.
The truth’s I admire you
And all that you’ve lived through.
	You’ve lived quite a life, dear old Tom

How did you do it, Tom?
What were you trying to prove?
Seventy years
And six careers
	I can understand why you’re so tired...


From a cop to an actor,
From a ref to a coach,
Have you ever considered
All the lives that you’ve touched?
Don’t be so modest
I speak from experience
An honest man like you makes a difference!

I should be going
It’s nearly past sundown
But I’ll visit again
Next time I am in town
Never you doubt it
I will return soon
As sure as I draw breath
And you lie in this tomb...

I won’t forget you...won’t forget you...won’t forget...

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Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy
Mastered by Spencer Martin

Dear Tom

Bad keys, shaky shakers, 
acoustic and tremolo guitars... 
I try to not grill ALL of these ingredients
ALL of the time... but it’s hard.

Maureen Da ROsa & mOag - rabbit rabbit

man On a grill