I was invited to a friends wedding at a Vineyard in Canada.  Financially it was not possible so I asked if I could write them a song as a gift instead.  He emailed their story and I wrote the song.  Fortunatly they have a neat story that rhymes.

Ronit

A collection of horror stories that take place in the world of electoral politics. This one-hour special was produced in 2012 for broadcast on public radio, and made possible by the generous support of the Public Radio Exchange (prx.org) and SoundCloud.com, with editorial support provided by American Public Media. 

The Devil You Know

This track is from a collection of tunes from the live streamed sessions with Slamhaus. While bands or users will inspire me, every song was composed live on stream without any pre-thought melodies, progressions or beats. Watch a piece of music composed 100% in front of your eyes.

Watch this track composed lived from here: Coming Soon!

Be a part of the music making! Watch Tunesday at 2pm CT every Tuesday!
www.twitch.tv/slamhaus

Album Artwork by Chris Amhaus

Tunesday, Vol. 25

April 26th {Beach Haus}

Acid Jazz, Vol. 1

Beyond Limits

Music, lyrics, performance, and production by Abdi Ohadi
Cover art and title by Negin Farrokhi

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
This tune's been playin'
All day long.
Been preyin'
A silent song.
Not stayin'
All goes wrong.
Keeps slayin'
Sounds on my tongue.

(Verse 2)
All my thoughts,
Gone grey and blood.
My eyes,
Maggot-filled pot.
The sunrise,
Shouts "Final Cut".
All lies,
Shove themselves out.

(Verse 3)
Pain prolonged,
Clowns hung from the walls.
Laughing,
Shine bright like stars.
Swingin',
Smooth like a Loony Tune.
Sleepin',
Cats fill the room.

(Verse 4)
Dead demons,
Doomed, damned,
Red Beatles,
Fly as high as
Pet Eagles,
Soar over her boat.
Bent needles,
Right through my throat.

Prolonged

Well I remember....

My new track. came up with some vocals.

Lyrics

I never remember
the little things we did
until
the time I found out 
its just the little things 
I found out 
its just the little things  
that made me love you
but I don't remember
how it felt 
oh I don't remember 
how it really felt
 all I have is memories 
                   (oh you)     (oh you)
that seem to drift into the void
             (oh you)    (oh you)       
all I have are memories
                  (oh you) (oh you)
that drift into the void  
               (oh you) (oh you) 
oh how i loved you 
for the little things you did
how I miss you
how I miss you
how I miss you
oh i miss you
oh i forget you  
oh i miss you 
and i forget the way you smile 
and looked at me
oh i miss you
as i said something stupid  
those were the days 
i will never forget how it counts 
i will never forget 
i will remember 
the little things 
the little things

Hope you enjoy it

Glimmer

This is the introduction to Paul Drockton's Epic work, the Land of 10,000 idols. A modern Ballad that rivals and even exceeds many American Ballads. Powerful poetry, Stunning Vocals and messages for the ages! All written, composed and performed by Paul Drockton! America's modern Madrigal!

Valley of 10,000 Idols (Intro)

so this is a shitty demo recorded with a sore throat/cold and withought having learnt the words. hope you like it!

seems i'm always travelling
my story keeps unravelling
morning noon or evening 
rushing wending weaving
sliding cruising rolling
plodding trecking strolling
stopping resting waiting
then i'll set off again

in the week i'll stay in doors all day
longing for sweet friday
working away so i'll get payed
then it's on the road again till monday

there's always a song in my head
and i swear when it stops i'll be dead
I'm always whistling or humming
picking plucking strumming
bowing brushing stringing
wailing shouting singing
ringing belting roaring 
how could it get boring


I can never sit still 
and i dont think that i ever will
i'm tapping jigging shaking
longing urging aching
jumping skipping reeling
loving hugging feeling
lifting staggering swaying
shuddering and i'm praying


Sweet friday

Explorer George Kourounis finds himself growing increasingly anxious as he prepares to enter a fiery sinkhole known as the “Doorway to Hell.”

George Kourounis is a renowned global explorer and storm chaser who specializes in documenting extreme forces of nature including: tornadoes, hurricanes, volcanoes, deserts, caves, avalanches and more. He is an Explorer In Residence for The Royal Canadian Geographical Society, the Chairman of the Explorers Club Canadian Chapter, and has received several awards and medals for his efforts. He frequently finds himself driving into the eye of fierce storms, or descending ropes into actively erupting volcanic craters, often while hosting television programs including “Angry Planet” and others.  He has given four TEDx talks, and has addressed the United Nations Environmental Emergencies Forum. George’s expeditions have taken him to 65 countries on all seven continents to such far-flung places as: Madagascar, Turkmenistan, Vanuatu, Greenland, North Korea, Myanmar, and Antarctica.

This story originally aired on The Story Collider's podcast on October 26, 2018, in an episode titled "Fear: Stories of daring adventures." Find the transcript and other information here: https://www.storycollider.org/stories/2018/8/24/fear-stories-of-daring-adventures

George Kourounis: The Doorway to Hell

A circle forms around two lads
Circle of boys 
Circle of boys
There's gonna be a fight in the playground
Sleeves rolled up
Socks pulled down
Blood flows from one kids nose
But the older boys want more
They want strips torn from uniforms
It's a test of strength
Two boys rolling around in the dust
In the dust...
Embrace

And when a boy grows up he's still the same
He's still the same
But he's a man
And a man is physical
And a man has to put his physical
Body to the test
Body to the test
Against another man
Do you measure up?
Or do ya still have work to do?
Still have work to do...
Embrace

It's hard to trust somebody
It's hard to believe in love
How do you measure love?
But you can trust your body
Push / rip / taste / touch / work your body
And if you work that body
Don't need to trust nobody
Pull the trigger
Run the race
Beat the man
Chase the clock
Aware to God
That's His that was
Throw the spear
Take the glory
Embrace

A man can meet another man
In a bar
On the sportsfield
At his place of work
Or in his own apartment
Or on the internet right now

So Turn / Face / Connect
Embrace

You gotta prove yourself
Understand yourself
Show your strength
Embrace

Now Flex
Look your best
Eye to eye
Embrace

Turn / Face
Man & Woman
Embrace

Embrace, come on 
Embrace, come on
Embrace

The body is real

You gotta love one another


Embracism

Kirin J Callinan - Embracism

Currently tracking the first couple of tunes for the new record.  The plan is to get these done and luanch a kickstarter project.  I'll let you know when they hit.

Ronit

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