That often was real nice made me feel a kinda way 🥰

Super nice, very intimate atmoshere, this reminds in a very good and pleasant way , the Jeff`s Buckley live recordings. awesome

What delicacy and sweetness in the interpretation.

Your Mix 3

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Cutting The Tension With A Diamond Blade

https://northfieldlenox898138798.wordpress.com/

Unfinished but Completed? Had many issues with this project crashing and other strange things occurring, so thought I would render it down before something catastrophic occurred at release it as is,,,,

Cavalarcade

Out of the Box August 2022
Eat drink work sleep etc

Life's Rich Tapestry It's A Stitch Up

Surface Hues. Written and produced by Editor Cole from the upcoming Landing Party album.

Surface Hues

Watch the video on YouTube!! https://youtu.be/3XKWXagB3Cs

Vocals, Lyrics and Artwork by https://soundcloud.com/cosmic_keanu
Produced by HOBOCOP


Lyrics:

What can I say 
I don’t know what to think
Can’t shake this feeling
It overwhelms me

only solution
Seems to be
just to run away

That’s the way
I’ve dealt with
Everything before

every time 
I feel the fear 
and want to run away
I think of you
And I’m not 
so afraid

This tide incoming 
it feels so hopeless
There is no reason
No sense of purpose

pushed around so long
By things we can’t change
We feel abandoned
life has no meaning

that’s an illusion
Things are deeper than
we can ever know

There is infinite joy
Beyond understanding
Beyond the senses,
Living in the truth

Achieving this
no higher goal
grounded in being, unshaken
In pain and sadness

Content with whatever
unattached to pleasure
Gain true freedom
Enter absolute joy

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

Belief without faith
is a quagmire of doubt
never satisfied
In this world or beyond

Let go of attachments
mind grounded in the truth
At peace forever
Completely absorbed in God

every time 
I think of you
I’m not 
so afraid

NotSoAfraid(Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu)VIDEO AVAILABLE🎥

Sometimes It Snows In April

In the play "El cóndor pasa", Frank is a character born in an indigenous family, but with blonde hair like the foreigners that exploit him and his peers, a detail that deeply troubles him. In some way, he represents the people of my country, all of us descendants of colonizers and colonized. A shared history of suffering, that's what connect us, and yet, we keep finding ways to discriminate, segregate, despise, humiliate, ignore, kill, and hate on each other.

†ॐ

Composición basada en el "Yaraví de Frank (Pobre alma prisionera)" perteneciente a la zarzuela "El cóndor pasa", del compositor peruano, Daniel Alomía Robles (1887-1940).

Variación sobre un tema de Daniel Alomía Robles

Builders of the temple. (the return of the mayan spacegods)

Lyrics/Vocals by Ian Greaves aka (IPG1)
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1

https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/bouncing-off-the-beat-92-bpm

https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/bouncing-off-the-beat

Verse1
so many rhymes -written---styles bitten
Tracks so sick -they'll leave you bed ridden
Word play written with -shadow-rhymes hidden
visions -That occur with -lethal--precision
insight for dayzzz--experience that pays
you'll be amazed- rhyme after rhyme--phrase after phrase
how the hell he do that—and the message conveys
cohesion on the track I’mer set it ablaze
Another Track turnt up Set this one on re-play
yeah -I got it….yeah -I got it like that

——-adlib

Verse2
Let's pick up the pace -Dropping bass in ya face
Locking haters in place- Rocking the whole damn place
Kicking ass…..more---Bass!!!!----more---Bass!!!!
let’s keep it going!!!
I'll share-The knowledge keep the drumbeat flowing
Get yourself a taste —-a full embrace
rhymes tighter than the knot -on top your shoelace
Guarantee! —to put a smile back on your face
Gimme some space- Gimme some space!
Unplugged!—so-why not try to interface
Addicted to the sound -Like it's free-bass
like coke!—the real thing-without the aftertaste
more--be Tha beat----- more-be Tha -Bass!!!!------more-be Tha-Bass!!!!

Verse3
All I've been through-leads to this time-this moment
Grinding night and day-while most lay dormant
Always bring my best-dress to impress
Full court press-the opposition seem ---stressed
I stay intentional-multidimensional
Verse after verse-totally exceptional
wait a sec---here’s a -reality check
bet a bottom dollar that a brother don't sweat
Go ahead groove on-ain't done yet
Rock another beat-so my haters —upset
Track is getting ---lit like a --------Newport cigarette
why the confusion y'all—-too--unconventional
must be delusional-Call it phenomenal
solid ambition-creative composition
adjust your position -cause I'm Still on a mission
track them down --take them out friendly disposition
grab the track press play -sit back and listen

Verse4
When the beats on time ain't no axe to grind
I just do my thing it's easy to unwind
Lemme rock the beat solid I'll take you for a ride
If you're just another Hater - hello ---goodbye
Racking up the numbers where the hell they're gonna hide
Really don't matter no more Mr. nice guy

Repeat-Verse1

Outro
Volatile like nitro—don’t shake or stir
Wanted signs posted-don’t let the lines blur
Creative juices flowing so go for what you know
This is what I was born for so come on let’s go!

IPG1 - Bouncing Off The Beat  (AudioBake Mix)

Orizzonti e Mare

www.korima.net
 
Korima's songs are written, performed, arranged, engineered, and produced by SuZanne Ledwith (Ireland) and Steve Pumphrey (England).
https://soundcloud.com/candyside-arcade/white-sail-korima

White Sail

Introduction in English

Many of them were persecuted, oppressed, tortured or even murdered. 
But many of them escaped their perpetrators and potential butchers and emerged even stronger from these struggles for survival. 
And especially at a time when the tyrannical powers are raising their heads again, when a repressive right-wing shift is taking place all over the world, they are more important than ever;
In their unmistakable clarity, their healthy stubbornness, their intuitive knowledge to protect the all-encompassing love and vitality in the world from the destructive forces of fascist systems.
With my song I want to encourage all free spirits to show themselves even more and to go forward. And I want to encourage all listeners of this song to open up more to their own free-spirited side.

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Free spirits

They never let themselves be bent
Never let any repression get them down

They have a keen sense
For what is real or just false adornment

They follow their own tracks
They tick according to their own clocks

They are with themselves and yet open-minded
They change and remain true to themselves

Often stand on their head
Don't like to swim with

Every ancient braid
Is sprayed with color
Until it burns out

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable

They dream with their eyes open
Make a thousand mistakes, seem to be no good

Are often still unrecognized, banished from the grill plate
Yet they sparkle beneath the sand  

They are often underestimated
Violated in their dignity
Abandoned in the forest by the mainstream
They wear orchids 
Can see in the dark
Can walk blind on clouds

Are outraged alive
Say out loud what bothers them

Are driven by love
For themselves, the humans and the world

Free spirits
Are still 
In this land

Free spirits
Not all 
Have they
Banished, Burnt

Free spirits
Have 
Survived the hells
And lay down in the light unbreakable
lay down in the light
lay down in the light
Lay
Down
In
The 
Lieght

Deutscher Originaltext:

Freigeister

Sie lassen sich niemals verbiegen
Von keiner Repression unterkriegen

Sie haben ein feines Gespür
Für das was echt ist oder nur falsche Zier

Sie folgen Ihren eigenen Spuren
Sie ticken nach Ihren eigenen Uhren

Sie sind bei sich und doch aufgeschlossen
Sie wandeln sich und bleiben sich treu

Stehen oft auf dem Kopf
Schwimmen ungerne mit

Jeder uralte Zopf
Wird mit Farbe besprüht
Bis er verglüht

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt

Sie träumen mit offenen Augen
Machen tausend Fehler, scheinen nichts zu taugen

Werden oft noch verkannt, vom Grillteller verbannt
Dennoch funkeln sie unter dem Sand  

Gerne werden sie unterschätzt
In ihrer Würde verletzt
Vom Mainstream im Wald ausgesetzt
Sie tragen Orchideen 
Können im Dunkeln sehen
Können auf Wolken blind gehen

Sind lebendig empört
Sagen laut, was sie stört

Sind von Liebe getrieben
Für sich, die Menschheit und die Welt

Freigeister
Sind noch immer 
In diesem Land

Freigeister
Nicht alle 
Haben sie
Verbannt, Verbrannt

Freigeister
Haben 
Die Hölllen überlebt
Und sich unkaputtbar in das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In das Licht gelegt
In 
Das
Licht
Gelegt

Freigeister (Free Spirits)

The ones in dark corners
I am with you.
I sense your hush.
The ones of smoke and needles and bruises
who found glory
and saw how far a fall it is back down. 
The ones who hang around
when Main Street closes down.

The outcasts, the insane, the altered.
Each with a piece missing.
Invisible scars and otherwise.

A pact, a cult of the underground.
Where each path has it's inverse.
Where each feeling goes obscure.
Smoldering still from the impact of the world.
Cloaked in the darkness of night.
The only time we see what's real.

Words by Riley Robinson

Void of Blood and Rust

about getting it wrong.... demo of a Will Russell's track from the album ...and another thing. 

Trapped within You

Here’s a side project that our friend Brian Young (Wull) composed, performed the music and produced. A few years back Brian asked us if we would add vocals and Nat and I came up with this recording. Brian later released a modified version. We wanted to keep this version as well and hope you’ll enjoy it. Our thanks to Brian for inviting us into this beautiful composition that features his terrific guitar work to which we greatly enjoyed singing along. The words were authored by “NewBeginnings” (Jimmy Osborne) DUPoetry.com, but you’ll hear some minor changes made to best fit with Brian’s music.
Cover art based on a photo by Jeffry S.S. (Pixels) and banner art based on a photo by TotumRevolution (Pixabay).

I know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Jimmy Osborne

Standing in the pouring rain
Soaked to the bone in sorrow,
I met a fellow mourner’s pain,
Along this road to no tomorrow.

She was drowning in defeat,
She braced this raging storm alone,
But she had the cutest little tweet,
I knew I had to take her home.

So, I took that bird beneath my wing,
And nursed her back to perfect health,
Then, one day I heard that angel sing
Perched so bravely upon her shelf.

Her wings no longer wet and cold,
Her broken heart no longer cried, 
With feathers no longer too stiff to turn,
I asked that beautiful bird to fly.

Underneath the misty glow of streetlamps,
Kissed by the lovelight in her eyes,
We lay locked within this fleeting dance,
Until the peeking sun began to rise.

With a final glance, and a simple kiss
We said our last goodbye…
Forever planted on her gentle lips,
Beneath that vibrant crimson sky.

The Caged Bird Sings

The Caged Bird Sings (with Wull)

Down and out in jail met a dancer who spoke of life. Sad

Mr. Bojangles

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

I make mostly folky ethereal stuff using a few different instruments, 

I used to paint and find that my recorded style has become more painterly if you can say that about music - like layering on different colours, then using a palette knife to cut away. 

Gardening, not Architecture.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4iU2NdqnnTZx5kbdmp3r4v?si=SeKnBkQjSV2Lfo15VBrSiw

Patreon: patreon.com/Mara6

Sometimes It Snows In April

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