Now this is an interesting cover. Love the screaming!

Vocals/Drums!🙌🙌🙌🕺🏼🕺🏼🕺🏼🏆🏆🏆🔥🔥🔥…everything else.. lit!!!🤟… man.. who is the original on that vocal.. I hear it in my head. . I’m now gonna have to google!  Perfect, Wil!! Yeah!🏆🕺🏼🙌🙏

man, how can a human have such an voice... oh btw Im starving for new Hobocob songs...

Wow 🤯 what an incredible cover song! I love it!!!🤘🏽You added ur own dope! Favor to it for sure 💯😎🔥

Now that’s what i call a remix 🫡😎🦾💕🎶🎶

Daily Drops

When there is a wind, she shakes her head. She is dancing.

Everything played by hands (vs midi programming) on Roland VerseLab pads for extra loose and lively feel. Cover art: California Poppy in rare red color. California State flower since 1903. iPhone, Tomales Bay, California, Summer ‘25.

Musically yours! ~ S.P. ~
~ @samprock ~ @prockjet ~ @art-of-nonsense ~ @silentzen ~

Love

Wildflower

Forget the left, forget the right
Forget about the party tonight
Get me to my next appointment

What do you call it when 
You can’t remember someones name? 
What should I call you instead?

Feel the pressure rising
Right in front of my eyes
Tip of my tongue, but not my brain

Forget the left, forget the right
Forget about the party tonight
Get me to my next appointment

Conversations a thousand times
I know I know your name
What it is right now I’ve got no clue

Forget the left, forget the right
Forget about the party tonight
Get me to my next appointment

I need a second here
Get my foggy head clear
I’m not out of balance
I’m hopping around on one foot

Forget the left, forget the right
Forget about the party tonight
Get me to my next appointment

I need a second here
Get my foggy head clear
I’m not out of balance
I’m hopping around on one foot

Later on today or tonight
Not thinking ‘bout it
Beat the blocking phenomenon


Blocking Phenomenon

Foreigner's Double Vision .. 2nd Album..What was I thinking?.... Got me banned for life from Towers Department Store in St. Catharines way back in 1978.
Luckily I mended my ways but I carry this burden around and generally avoid listening to Classic Rock Radio as I am triggered by this song and that other one ... Hot-blooded ...check it n see...
Apologies to Mick Jones and Lou Gramm for stealing their music and rewriting their song to sing my truth....
opening clips from The Myth of Shoplifting film 1964
end clip from the movie High Fidelity

Shoplifting (The Double Vision  Foreigner Cassette Tape)

Feeling down and dirty, no financial means
So I shoved that cassette tape down my crisp blue jeans
Slinking down the aisle, bulge between my thighs
The abandoned eighth commandment
I was such a foolish child

Yes I stole from Towers
Foreigner's Double Vision
No surprise
They threatened me with prison
Ooooh, the floor walker grabbed a hold of me
Hot-blooded, tone-deaf to apology
My one-way ticket to delinquency 

Just a grubby little juvie back in ‘78
Big brother disappointed in my musical taste 
He said, “ You could have stolen Zevon, maybe Marley or some PiL,
Now you're banned for life from Towers for that boring AM swill"

I kleptified, for that Double Vision
My Mom mortified at my bad decision 
Oooh, the police want to take a drive with me
Backseat of shame, the neighbors’ eyes on me
That Double Vision shopping lesson got the best of me
They arrested me 

Oooh Double Vision
A Foreigner filch
That brought me such derision 
Oooh Double Vision
Grounded and hounded
Parental supervision 
Oooh full frontal implant
The struggle to smuggle
Cassette tape covertly in pants
Oooh that cardinal sin
Shoplifting and grifting
My Fruit of the Loom I slipped it in

Shoplifting (The Foreigner Double Vision  Cassette Tape)

Beyond Empires


Verse 1 

The whisper of your voice Is music to my ear Ignites my arousal My judgment has diminished 

Pre-Chorus

 I can't fight you Sensual poison to me

 Chorus 

I'm a real slave To your caresses A carnal desire Weakens me I don't have the ca-pa-cy To escape. 

Verse 2

 If you touch my skin And my naked torso I'll faint In your funnel-like body Bridge I can't fight our passion

 Chorus

 I'm a real slave To your caresses A carnal desire Weakens me I don't have the ca-pa-cy To escape

 Outro

 Naked both of us... For eternity.


Español 


Verso 1

El susurro de tu voz
Es música en mi oído
Enciendé mi excitacion
Mi juicio ha disminuido

Pre coro 

No puedo luchar contra ti 
Veneno sensual para mí 

Coro 

Soy un esclavo real 
De tus caricias 
Un deseo carnal
Me debilita

No tengo la ca-pa-ci-dad 


Para escapar. 


Verso 2

Si rozas mi piel 
Y mi torso desnudo 
Me desmayaré
En tu cuerpo de embudo 

Puente 

No puedo pelear contra nuestra pasión 

Coro

Soy un esclavo real 
De tuuus caricias 
Un deseo carnal
Me debilita



No tengo la ca-pa-ci-dad 


Para escapar


Outro

Desnudos los dos...
Por la eternidad.

Letra: Miguel Ángel Botello

Todos los derechos reservados D'mendo Boteli ©1994 ©2020 ©2021 ©2022 ©2023 ©2025 

Esclavo de tus caricias 2 - D'mendo Boteli.mp3

Updated 10/02/2025 Why has it been so difficult for everyone to agree that we are destroying our planet? What would it take to change the course of events? Can we finally solve these challenges without violence? Have we learned nothing from the past??? Why have we become so disconnected? 

I love this quote from Carl Sagan's book Contact: “You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.”

© ℗2025 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss (BMI)
Lyrics
Here we are so close  
But still so faraway
What have we lost for all
The comfort we have gained​
Such clever minds but still
We’re disconnected souls
And in my heart
I worry for the future yet untold

In a hundred years 
what will everybody say?
How could we lose 
The beauty of this place
Why does it take so long only
To open eyes to do what’s right
Maybe this is all we need
A billion six to all agree

This is my life
Half now gone by
Still there’s much time 
To make it something good yeah
I can do it 
I can be the difference
Gonna make things better
Just a little at a time

I confess my apathy
But now I am aware
I walk upon the earth 
As softly as I’ll ever dare
This thing is big
Much bigger than my life
Bigger than yours
To find solutions to our perils
They cannot be done alone

Out among the trees 
will the little children play
Or is all we leave them's 
Just a memory of this place
You and I we may be strangers
Here we are
In this together
Maybe this is all we need
Maybe this is all we need
Can seven billion all agree

Won't go lightly
Fight for something
I'll make my  life mean
Something that is good
I can do it
I can be the difference
I can make things better
Just a little at a time 
Just a little at a time,  yeah
Maybe this is all we need 
That seven billion all agree?
(Heavy sigh!)

brenda doss

A Little At A Time

BRYAN ADAMS!! YOU MANIAC!!

Just a  little bit of vocals☺️
More of an instrumental for now

Everything I Do(Maniac)

W-Sheep in The Rain

ANARS ! Cauchemar

A coisa ficou feia
Não vai ter espaço
Está tudo caindo encima de você
Dignidade em jogo é mais do que preciso para suportar
Acontece que nada ficou certo

Eu não quero que você me subestime
Você ainda não me conheceu
Só peço uma chance para demonstrar
O que é meu
O que é seu

E agora estão todos, querendo uma resposta
Uma prova concreta ,nada que pareça uma desculpa
Estão todos acreditando

Eu não quero que você me subestime
Você ainda não me conheceu
Só peço uma chance para demonstrar
O que é meu
O que é seu

Vocais, letra e melodia: Gui Pagliari
Guitarras e arranjos: Silvério Simioni
Baixo: Jaime Bones
Bateria: Kassio Todescatt

Uma Chance

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: @farout-music-studio

Find David's sublime guitar work here: @david-dunhamuser589535203
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You know, don't you?  Oh, yes you do.  
You know you're being monitored, observed, assessed by something that knows you intimately.  
Knows you better than you’d like to think.  
Your secondary semi-subconscious once-removed.  
That's why you talk to yourself - or pretend to.  
Admit it - you're not really you, at all, are you?  
In fact, you're not real, are you?  You are watching “you”.  
You are nothing but your alter ego's doppelganger temporarily encased in a piece of warm, wet meat.  
A transient instantiation of a mirrored reflection of some lump of sentience from precisely one, of an infinite number of parallel universes.  

It’s called “conscience”.  

Handle with care.  

You were gifted it for a reason.
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"…..Neatly packaged, all my doubts, the rationales and bellyaches,
Wracked without, passion in thrall to humanity's handicap diamond stakes…."
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Ghost of a Sense

Yes, I know you.
I can feel your presence.
I can touch you, smell you.
I see you not by sight of eye
And yet I ken that you are I
That vespered wraith that writhes within
To test my faith, try my sin
Push the bounds to cause offence
A moral, soul thing, ghost of a sense recalls myself, so well defined
Entrenched, walls behind, built so sound of dust that crowned the pity, falling soft amiss, 
Deep inside the tears I cry as here I find my self-abyss.

Whispers bringing shadows, filled of secrets therein held,
Memories, morose, piece me still, to wear in time, my wasted face.
And now reside, cast aside, to forge and ever meld,
Of haunting, ringing echoes, that will alone their chime erased.

Ah! But you won't twist me, nor bind me fast, to the sandy doctrines of the misty past, 
With its beards and staffs and crinkled testaments.
My future's sprinkled here present with your crass irrelevance and matters not that sat right there, 
The blackest chasm in my simpling world so spare, 
Where space and time have overspilled the leaking psyche of a crippled mind,
That barely copes, unfulfilled, a crooked, limpid moral health of broken shrines
That hopes to find ....
   .......some worthwhile inner self.
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Photo by Marten Newhall on Unsplash

Ghost of a Sense ... with Seagull and David Dunham

Written by Glenny G ( October 1st 2025 )
Run Another Mile  ( Poem )
One single moment , your out of time
This has to be or you fall behind
And then you find it , you want to be
All of the things that you said to me
You keep on running , Running another mile 
You keep on running , Running another mile

Your full of love , Your full of hate
Laying down when you wait
So divine , inside the jade
You run along and you find your way
And keep on running , running another mile
And keep on running , Running another mile

Your sick of time , Your sick of faith 
Your sick of all the human race
Your hardened heart , Your head in hand
Your hoping for a place to land
SOLO ( Guitar )
You keep on running , Running another mile
You keep on running , Running another mile........

Run Another Mile ( Original with Lyrics )

Berimbau Way (2025)

The Good Train (Chooo Choooo)

I am this
So I can't be that
A locked up mind
No matter the fact
Imaginary lines dividing our clan
Such divisive mindset of bias by plan

True value is found on a centered line
Yes we veer off course
Sense returns us in time
Weak power of ego derails our train
Then the power of one finds the tracks again

When far from the line
You don't hear old friends
The chat becomes shout
With malice meme trends
We list as too liberal
Or get racist with rights
Neither tribe ever sees
On the tracks there's no fights

This is digitally sown
By your own algorithm
Fake power confirmed
By a fed bias shism
We're averaged to side
Sold out for divide
In this drama
Brain jailed from centered confide

Those who lead from this partisan pain
Just amplify lies and stay departed from sane
Here's to talking back on the train
For the good of our lives
Back in the middle we' tame

The good train is always here
We hop aboard when we lose the fear
The good train finds arms a ' link
Choo tuned together
We merged to think
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Tuning 432Hz A Standard
Tempo 151bpm (rough)
Key Am
Chords // Am / Dm / F / G / Am / G //

Instruments
-Vox and Acoustic Guitar live run
-Piano played on keys
-Emerald Haze Pad played on keys (1 bass low run / 1 treble high run)
-Violin played on keyboard
-5 String Bass
-Backing vox run
-Falsetto backing choir for outro
-Hand bongos
-Bodhrán with rubber mallets
-Acoustic Picked
-Acoustic lead
-Nylon string guitar lead
-Additional vocal harmonies
-Acoustic picked run 2
-Celtic Harp played on keys
-Turkish Oud played on keys
-Intro Reverse effected acoustic riff, duplicated and reversed again and run in unison
-Lost Reverse pad to follow acoustic intro
-Additional Violin throughout played on keys
-Upright Ballad bass played on keys
-Chinese Drums played on keys

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The picture is this mornings sunrise and some train tracks popped on using canva - https://www.canva.com/ - Canva is a really cool cloud based image editor. Has all the AI stuff but offers a free basic photoshop alternative for jazzing up real imagery and is multi device quite easily merging your phone and computer image editing seamlessly

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Listen to Sugar Trail by Salt Fire on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/jck97FHsdk2fKgA2G2
The idea to try and link the falsetto to the strings came from these geniuses from Brighton the other day. Thaaaaaaanks teachers ✌🏻🎶🔆

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Apparently, most creatures with hearts, that live natural lives have 1.5 billion heart beats in their lives. Larger animals generally live longer and have slower pulses and smaller animals hearts beat faster but have shorter lives. But we all get 1.5 billion beats. (Thanks Physicist Sean M. Carroll for that epic bit of knowledge - https://youtu.be/pLbSlC0Pucw?si=3SRmY0hYsrFuAd1h)

Because of science and medicine humans live twice as long as before modern medicine existed, so we get 3 billion beats now until we go permanantly on our journey back to the Sun!

We're ever so slightly lucky to be in this position in this time and on this journey.

Given all the bullshit people argue about, my guess is there are way too many people that don't appreciate that. We have one shot. One set of heart beats and then that's it. Wouldn't it be way better if we just enjoyed it together as we perfect our explanations of this reality rather then stay in a bubble and our own faked version of the universe and our surroundings. But I'm just a pea so what would I know... 🫛 🎶🕺🏾

The Good Train

swam (secretly we are musicians)

nothing left to rot

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Everything I Do(Maniac)

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