Me gustó la introducción del piano al sonido clásico del rock, suena muy bien.

rockin yeets

1982

THORN


Credits:

João Gonçalves - Bass, guitars, spoken word and finger snaps 
Eka Sanjaya - Lead guitar
Tomé Palla and Alyssa Placência- Vocals 
Mario Venditti - Drums

Lyrics :

Conflicting harmonies 
Distopyan present 
I ve seen this city go through changes 
Dangerous arrangements 
The conundrum of
An organic design 

Its fucking endless 

A little bit of this and a little bit of that 
Born into the last  European  century 
Fascists,  maoists 
Suitcases of history 
I Love fucking history 

Its not about what, who, which but how many
How many listen 
To the state killing god
To people becoming People 

We overthrowed religion 

Old habits die hard they are rooted
Deluded 
21st century 
Empires still moving 
Digital slavery 
Its confusing 
Just keep on moving 
To the beat 
Real slow
To the beat

It's funny how the past sometimes comes to haunt you and sometimes it comes to save you

In a heartbeat 
In a heartbeat 

We're movin'

Power rearrangements 
2022 by now everyone is famous 
Colective dance moves 
Seducing the beat 
To the click, to the bip , to the IG 

Streaming semiotic power semantics 
Faceless nations
Weapons of emancipation turning back at you 
Nothing is real and nothing is permitted  
I'm starting to talk just like the ancients 

We're  movin'

Murdering history It's a form of madness 
As the coffin awaits us 
on the screen looking into the sadness

This game is fixed 
I got no time
We're movin'

It's fucking endless
I'm restless 

This game is fixed 
I got no time
We're movin'

It's all about the sugar 

I fought long 
To be where I am
I fought long to be your man 
No matter how hard its is 
its the truth that sets you free
Come on everybody 
Let's end this misery 

...

Recorded @ H.S.Studios Macau 
Mixed and mastered @ H.S.Studios Lisbon

Dangerous Arrangements

Peace Of Mind

No Regrets

Two Lovers

I decided to cover the song Hysteria by Muse and added a slower western vibe to it. This is the instrumental version.  Thanks for checking it out!

Mechanical license is available through Distrokid.

Hysteria (Instrumental)

Night Rain
The wind is calling
The rain is falling
The story unfolding
Magic beginning to seep
Into their hearts
Two steps apart
Moving as one
Nature's rhythm commanding their feet

Dancing at midnight
Stage under moonlight
Celebration in sight
Two hearts blooming

With gentle grace
They set the stage
For love to grow
With silent notes

Echoes remain
The raindrops fade into the distance as the world becomes home
To only two souls

Memories play
Their shadows stay
To melt the the walls
I built years ago

Willing to take
That one leap of faith as I see my own 
Story in theirs'
I hold my breath

The wind is calling
The rain is calling
Magic beginning to seep

Dancing at midnight
Stage under moonlight
Celebration in sight
Two hearts blooming  
                                                                                                                         
Yes, it's in their hearts
Two steps apart
Moving as one

Midnight
Moonlight
Celebration in sight
Two hearts blooming


Music - Mateusz Kowara & Sreyashi Mukherjee
Lyrics and Vocals - Sreyashi Mukherjee
Instruments - Mateusz Kowara
Mixing and Mastering by Hugiz Records - https://www.hugizrecords.com/

(C) 2019
Album - Ellipsis

Ellipsis

Night Rain (by The Wingbeats)

Photography: Brett Sayles / Pixels: https://www.pexels.com/@brett-sayles/

City Asleep

Another step in my on going struggle with music production.  Really need feedback, good or bad. Any comments much appreciated.

Teeth Demo

Walk The Way The Wind Blows

Another adventure into the creative AI world of UDIO -- this time heading for a folk tinged tune. Mixing two versions, polishing the sounds and balances, and adding some little ear candy bits (flute, oboe, strings) completed the production process. Enjoy!

Whispers Of The Olive Grove

ENDTIME - .WAV

Lyrics:
(We haven't met yet)
(We haven't met yet)

That bridge in the fog
Through the clouds it peaks
To meet another friend
That will not speak
The iron clad wall that climbs familial faces
Reeks a sense of nostalgia
But we haven't met yet

(We haven't met yet)
(We haven't met yet)

Bleeding hemorrhages on travels home
I lost count of my demons but they know me by name
I'll walk thirty miles instead alone
I feel dirty and I feel insane

You don't know the words or the means, yet speak
Like the friends in masks who claim identities meet
The iron clad wall that climbs familial faces
Reeks a sense of nostalgia
But we haven't met yet
Dead eyes staring off right into the chasm
Remembering every last chance, every regret
The people who wronged me and the people I wrong
Hit it, I've got to hit it

That bridge in the fog
Through the clouds it peaks
To meet another friend
That will not speak
The iron clad wall that climbs familial faces
Reeks a sense of nostalgia
But we haven't met

Bleeding hemorrhages on travels home
I lost count of my demons but they know me by name
I'll walk thirty miles instead alone
I feel dirty and I feel insane

(Bleeding hemorrhages on travels home)
(I lost count of my demons but they know me by name)
(I'll walk thirty miles instead alone)
(I feel dirty and I feel insane)

So many contradictions, I can't comprehend excitement
Am I shaking from anxiety or passion?
I can't support the people or the message or the actions
But this chance is a once in a lifetime
I'm convinced we're falling out
From a single messy night
And a minute change in your voice
I know that it's the demons putting the thoughts in my head
But it happened before, why can't it happen again?
So many contradictions, I can't comprehend excitement
Am I shaking from anxiety or passion?
I can't support the people or the message or the actions
But this chance
This chance is a once in a life.

Bleeding hemorrhages on travels home
I lost count of my demons but they know me by name
I'll walk thirty miles instead alone
I feel dirty and I feel insane

ANACHRONIST

"That's What Friends Are For" is a raw, stripped-down folk-punk anthem that captures the resilience, camaraderie, and bittersweet reflections of everyday life. Built around a driving, percussive acoustic guitar, the song thrives on its rhythmic urgency, with each strum acting as both a pulse and a protest. The lone vocal delivery is direct and heartfelt, carrying a mix of defiance and melancholy, reminiscent of classic Billy Bragg-style storytelling.

Lyrically, the song shifts between moments of nostalgia, frustration, and hope—painting vivid images of fleeting joys with old friends, quiet moments of introspection, and the unshakable feeling of being caught in a system that promises more than it delivers. The recurring chorus, delivered with an almost mantra-like intensity, reinforces the idea that friendship and solidarity are the true anchors in turbulent times.

With no excess instrumentation to hide behind, That's What Friends Are For embraces its simplicity, letting the raw emotion shine through. The stark contrast between the warmth of shared moments and the weight of personal struggle makes it an intimate yet anthemic piece—one that lingers long after the final chord fades.

That's What Friends Are For
You and I, a sunlit sky, and them
We close our eyes and sometimes we pretend

Walk on water, swim against the tide
Gazing at my shoes, I wonder why
But it doesn't stop you trying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

Shadows fall on leaves as they descend
Stand beneath the trees with my old friends
Laugh at jokes I've heard ten times before
It doesn't matter, that's what we're here for

I can't help feeling that they've trained us well
Promising us heaven
While we're living here in hell
How it works out well, it all depends
On you and I, a sunlit sky, and them

But it doesn't stop you crying
And now the sparrows, they're all flying

(Chorus)
That's what friends are for
You know the score
That's what friends are for
That's what friends are for
You know the score

That's What Friends Are For [ Post punk | Singer Songwriter]

This track is from the album Exaggerate and is available online. Song and production by John Hardman.
JH - vocals and guitars.
(c)(p) Swamp Music Uk & Swamp Records Uk for all territories.

Cool Head Warm Heart by Beats Working (John Hardman)

I love amphibians and have an affinity for fried okra, loud guitars, and sick beats. expedition 33 and port wine are my thing at the moment.

NEW SONGS FROM “EXODUS” OUT NOW!
Progressive rock group featuring original music created by Kalob Byers, Keith Butcher, Eisa Andrich and Joe Thompson.


“Existence & the Human Response” recorded , mixed & mastered at OVHXC Recording

“Exodus” mixed & mastered at Kopperhead Compositions

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