Name: Merry Christmas (2018) by michaelbach
Duration: 3 min 20 s
Description: WIth best wishes for all friends and folks - here and there - and everywhere - for a merry Christmas and a happy new year

Live Reflexion#005

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on frozen ground
And I've never told you
How good it feels to grow old with you

The night is cold and hard as steel
But you and I will never feel
The silent night the shivering morning
This burning ember heats our home

Its all above
An icy wind. A burning sun
And I’ve never told you
How good it feels to come home to you

The night is ours. It’s short but sweet 
And desperate hours before the week
A daily grind a cold design
This burning ember heats our home

So cry out
What's wrong with the world?
Why can’t they see
Things like you and me?

It’s all around
Daylight breaks on golden ground
Have I ever told you
How good it feels to have grown old with you?

The night is hard and cold as steel 
But you and i will never feel
The hardened heart, the cold of shoulder
This burning ember heats our home

It's All Around

Whales live enigmatic lives, in that realm impenetrable to our gaze. Small wonder they’ve seemed magical and strange.
Synth, Drum Beat, and Bass Awakening the Electric Guitar into a Melodic Journey. 
All music composed, performed, recorded, produced, and mixed
by James Kevin.

CALLING OF THE WHALE

I think every home recording musician can relate to this sad lament.
Mixing up some soft rock and hard rock. Also, some flutes (because, they're jazzy cool man!)
Lyrics:
My neighbor
She works all day
She likes to come home
And sleep at night
In the peace and quiet
She tells me to keep my rock & roll down
I'm just trying to make
A little bit of rock & roll history
While I still can
Oh, but she tells me
To keep it real low
Keep it under
30 Db's (30 Db's!)
Oh, please!
I'm walking the walls
Like a church mouse
I'm just a man
And his guitar
Playing into headphones
(playing into headphones!)
When I feel like I need to crank things up
She tells me
"You've got to turn that racket down!"

Ohh I
I'll do everything
I'll play my
Soft marshmallow blues
(marshmallow blues!)
With flutes
I'm just a lonely rocker
Playing guitar
In my headphones
(in my headphones!)

She tells me to keep it down!
To keep it soft!
To keep it low!
To keep it quiet!
That's the way it goes
Now I play my guitar into my headphones
Into my headphones
(In my headphones!)

A Man, His Guitar, Playing Into Headphones

蝶々をイメージして作曲しました！
（i composed it in the image of butterflies！）

i would be glad to hear！

DAW: Cubase pro 12

butterfly

modern day

photos are memories I keep within my mind
stored in the basement in a crate I’ll never find
songs are the stories and the places I have been
authored before this mental knot I’m tangled in

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears

poets and prophets weave our words into their art
read in dramatic mien and spoken from their heart  
unseal the parchment let the words escape their cage
left with a book with seven hundred empty page

styles we made are old and frayed 
where all the past is filed away
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
the sky is wet with ink

modern day is here to stay
and all that was will fade away
heavens rain and hell will pay
our eyes are wet with tears
modern day is bland and beige
remembrance of the golden age
a quill, a pen I’ll write the end
my heart is black as ink

Modern Day

Within

Image: Elena Araja

Collaboration Altodream (compo, texte, musique, mix) et Marilyn Bras (chant, précieux conseils..)

L’ombre de mon vaisseau, plane sur les dunes,
Je tourne lentement, autour de la lune,
En apesanteur, mes cheveux dressés,
Dessinent les flammes, de la liberté

Si je perds le contrôle, que les moteurs s’affolent,
Je tombe comme une pierre, en route vers la Terre.

Je fais un parachute, de ma toile cirée,
J’ouvre le hublot, je le vois gonfler,
Je remonte en flêche, vers la voie lactée
Je salue une comète, qui me voit passer,

Mais les écrans s’affolent, je reperds le contrôle,
Je tombe comme une pierre, en route vers la Terre.

C’est la panique à bord, quelque soient mes efforts,
Je vais finir, par me réveiller,
Dans un lit trop petit, entourée de harpies,
Qui ne pensent qu’à me droguer,

Je ferme les yeux, je retourne sur la lune,
Je sens les roses, qui embaument les dunes,
Paraît que ce cachet, va tout arranger,
Je ferme les yeux, je retourne sur la lune,

Autour de la lune

Autour De La Lune

I Can't Help But Be FREE.

A Separate Reality mixed up by Llanpsych
Josh - composition, bass, keys and slide
Ken - drums and tremolo guitar
Tez - lead guitar and mixing up

Mixed Up Reality - with Entheogenic Psychonaut (Josh Clary) and K2 and the Three

WIth best wishes for all friends and folks - here and there - and everywhere - for a merry Christmas and a happy new year

Merry Christmas (2018)

michaelbach

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