queen of heārts

The clouds break for a rainbow
As droplets dance across the Netarts Bay 
Eagles soar between the clouds
And sun peeks out to shine upon your face

A seal in the surf rolling in joy
darts in and out along the waves
A baby otter on her momma’s chest
Lets out a yawn then wants to play

Amber hughes start coloring the night 
Gold curtains open up a shimmering sky
Awakening a hope 
To catch a glimmer of Northern Lights

We loaded up our traps
And set the boat to float across the Netarts Bay 
I shucked a bunch of oysters 
while we waited for the crabs to come our way
This showering of light
That rushes over us as dusk begins to fade
Leaves us struck with awe and wonder
As the boat so gently glides into the haze

Amber hues start coloring the night 
Gold curtains open up a shimmering sky
It seems as if we finally have the chance
To bask beneath the Northern Lights

Amber hughes start coloring the night 
Gold curtains open up a shimmering sky
Who knows? We may just come to find 
Our destiny 
Sailing to the Northern Lights

The Northern Lights

For those turning to music for solace, "No Going Back," by Brian Gore and Grammy winner Jim Kimo West, expresses the hope for finding the strength to move forward, even amid life's ashes. Written from the perspective of a Maui fire survivor, this song was originally intended as a metaphoric look at the smoky ruins of a relationship. In light of the fires in Los Angeles, where Kimo West, who is also the guitarist for Weird Al, resides, the lyrics now take on an eerily prophetic tinge. The song, hauntingly beautiful and sadly prescient, is now also a reflection on the sheer scale of tragedy facing fire victims in California. All online sale proceeds are to be donated to the LA fire victims.
lyrics
No Going Back
Lyrics by Brian Gore Guitar Poet

Standing by the ocean
I jumped into to flee
I turn to face the the city
But there’s nothing left to see

It’s as if the sparks and smoke
Dance to a song
Of stolen hope and thwarted dreams

Poking at the embers
To conjure up a sign
Sifting through the remnants
Of the home that once was mine

And that song, once half forgotten
Lights regret
With all of its so futile rhymes

Singing, no going back to go back to

Burnt edges of a picture
Of us in better times
The frame just a charred remnant
Of our ruins left behind

A smoldering desire
For a past reduced to cinders
Of lost time

So we gather what we came for
Now we have to say goodbye
Our love can move us forward
But it can’t help us rewind

The rubble of the past
Has left nothing here
For us to cast aside

So there’s no going back to go back to
credits
released January 13, 2025
Brian Gore: voice and guitar
Jim Kimo West: barritone guitar

No Going Back - Brian Gore and Jim Kimo West

Burnside, by Brian Gore Guitar Poet 

Walking by the river
With tracks beneath my feet
People hide in shadow
Shamed by their calamity
On New Years Eve near Burnside
They numb their sorrow
Hidden in the trees

A mad man in the street
Who could be you or me
Screaming senseless words
At someone we can’t hear or see
Like a crazy prayer for justice
For cards to be reshuffled
Equally 
(Chorus) 

Walking up Burnside 
With the sunset in my eyes
Walking up Burnside
Through the looming stormy skies
I’m walking up Burnside
And it makes me wonder why
We try at all 

I have an untold story
Of suffering and fright
My sadness was a doorway
Leading to a second sight
Of the the love we have inside us
And how it could turn darkness 
Into light 

As the day turns into evening
And night lights the old town sign
My steps are moving forward
Towards a deeper peace of mind
To a dream we have forgotten
For a welcome kind of place
Free from greed and glory 
That lifts up the human race

(Chorus)


Burnside - Brian Gore Guitar Poet and Michael Manring

This is not just a mix—it’s a transmission. A transformational sonic journey curated by Marc Marcel and Pitfield. Pitfield arranges the pulse and flow of the music, while Marc layers in film clips, news fragments, and original spoken word to bend time and reality. Together, they create a soundscape where truth cuts through illusion, and rhythm becomes revelation. Welcome to the edge of culture, consciousness, and chaos.  This mix is inspired by Pitfield's original set from camp Kaleidoscope at Burning Man.

Marc Marcel & Pitfield | The Burning Man

Marc Marcel 21st studio album Black Shaman takes us on a ride through mystical rebirth.

BLACK SHAMAN - Psychedelic Doug

One of the first songs I ever wrote back in 2006. The song is about sins etc, An oldie but a goodie. 

Sin Today

Track made after coming back to the Philippines with a friend on a random thursday morning. 

Namu Ami To Fou!