Sweet!!! Wow Emily Coy ls exquisite--great guitar too:):)

Great work Mike. Wonderful music sountrack. And Emily really delivers.

Great groove in this, beauty vox.  Super good guit backs.

Definitely a great combination duo..
the layers tickle my fancy.,
Bravo
👏👏👏👏👏

Shout out to Emily Coy for this amazing vocal track. I just love the way she stacks her harmonies, and delivers her vocals so rhythmically and soulfully. I cut up the drum samples and recorded the rest...including  playing the B3 parts. I'm no Jamie Rhind, but it was fun to add some 70s texture to it ;). Playing lead guitar that weaves through Emily's vocals was truly a joy. Thanks again, Emily!

Do You Need a Doctor? (Ft. Emily Coy Vocals)

Since I Met The Master # 008, Gene Jumper, ( Original)

Since I Met The Master, # 008 Gene Jumper, ( Originial )

As the old Soviet joke goes, “In the Soviet Union, we know what the future holds. It’s the past that’s always changing.”      (lyrics below, after the song description)                                             
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In this small, quaint college town, the town-gown relationship, for most of the 150 plus years since the college’s founding, had been productive.  The town benefited economically,  & students appreciated the town's charm, history & heritage.   Often on sunny days, classes of students would visit the park at the downtown square, brought by their history professors to learn not only of the town's history, but also about eleven young local men lost in America's Civil War, memorialized by the modest statue of a lone soldier, who had stood like a sentry at the the park's entrance since 1905.

But times change, don't they...
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More Americans died in the American Civil War than in any other war in our country's history, including each of the World Wars.  In my song, the word "Daughters" references the Daughters Of The Confederacy, a women's civic group formed in the 1890's by daughters (and wives & nieces) of men lost in that war.  The attached picture is the inscription on the base of a statue of a uniformed soldier, standing in a park in Dallas, Georgia, a small town 30 miles northwest of Atlanta.
                                                            



Lyrics....
My name is McKenzie, and Jenkins and Embry,
And eight other names you still hear in these parts,
For over a century, I stood quiet at the entry,
On East Main into Lafayette Park,
A plaque was engraved, told why I was placed,
On those gardened grounds,
In this Small American Town.

Commissioned in 1905,
By the Daughters for fathers who died,
I was erected to honor eleven so bold,
Not a single one knowing he’d never grow old,
On these boys account I’d forever stand proud,
Stand sturdy & stout,
In this Small American Town.

The kids from the college on Heritage Hill,
Would hold class in the park’s warm sunshine,
They learned of this cruel war we waged with ourselves,
How 600,000 had died,
And of eleven from here just about their age,
Small farmers & blacksmiths & craftsmen by trade,
None fought for cotton, not one owned a slave,
And they learned why the Daughters placed me on that mound,
To keep those boys’ memories around,
In this Small American Town.

But enlightened new students don’t meet in that space,
Through new glasses old wars just don’t look the same,
Now scholars say men who went off to that war,
Fought not out of duty, but hate,
I feared I’d be forgotten by Heritage Hill,
Yesterday’s soldiers, obscure battlefields,
But alas, rearranged history determined my fate,
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Wise men have long warned of changing the past,
Of purges & vengeance & iconoclasts,
Then one fateful night there was smoke rolling down from the Hill,

Quickly surrounded by torches of fire,
Cursing & spitting & rage in the air,
Rope round my shoulders, a cheer by the crowd,
I came crashing down to the ground….
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An uneasy quiet in the town since that day,
Hushed conversations about how things have changed,
But up on the Hill it’s all smiles & goodwill,
For it’s the 2nd weekend in May,
Ceremonial speeches, awards all around,
Uncles & aunts & parents in town,
To watch the sweet children who torched & burned me to the ground,
Be awarded their caps & their gowns,
In this Small American Town.

Small American Town

The first 2023 delivery, I hope you'll like this one!

Let's put all this through a shimmer reverb pedal and see what happens :)

Au bout de nos peines

Tranquilita / Paploviante 2023
Vocals: Mechi from Ghosthack www.Ghosthack.de
Paploviante: Bass, Composing, Arrangement, Mix, Picture and Mastering
Lyrics:
Mechi - Tranquilita
Si pa mi lo quiero yo solita
No estoy pa’ jugar, ser tu mistress
Sino nos vimo’ hasta la vista
Y me voy tra tra tra tranquillita

Tra tra tra tranquillita
Sigo tra tra tra tranquillita
Tra tra tra tranquillita
Chillin tra tra tra

Que a mi me respetas yo soy una estrella
Pa mi y pa las mias tragos y botellas

Me han buscado toa la vida
que no ves
que no ves
Yo reparto vitamina
pa tener pa tener
En la cama y si me rinde pa después
en el piso y luego contra la pared

Si pa mi lo quiero yo solita
No estoy pa’ jugar, ser tu mistress
Sino nos vimo’ hasta la vista
Y me voy tra tra tra tranquillita

Tra tra tra tranquillita
Sigo tra tra tra tranquillita
Tra tra tra tranquillita
Chillin tra tra tra

Que no ves yo no ando buscando dinero
Money la tengo toa la vista eso no es lo que quiero
Ey
Primero, Déjame mostrarte lo que quiero

Tra tra tra tranquillita
Sigo tra tra tra tranquillita
Tra tra tra tranquillita
Chillin tra tra tra

Tranquilita - Paploviante

Friday

Song for great-great-grandfather Leoš and uncle Jura. Píseň pro prapradědu Leoša a stréca Juru :)

010523

Guitar quartet. Made during an unexpected bout of sobriety.

First Night Clean

It always amazes me how the simple sharing of a guitar idea can become a full-fledged song in the hands of master-producer Seagull @farout-music-studio.  He enlisted the help of Madame Snowflake for the vocal and lyric theme of the song "Don't Be Afraid" adding his own special touches to the mix.  But it first started out as a love song from Godin, a guitar with a unique and beautiful nylon-string voice.
"Don't Be Afraid" (for Lauren)
by Snowflake
2014 - Licensed under
Creative Commons
Attribution Noncommercial (3.0)

Standing close to your bedside
Hoping, watching your breath rise
Stay here hold to your
Faith dear
Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid
Your room flooded with white light
You’ve one foot in and one taking flight
Stay here hold to your
Faith dear
Don’t be afraid dear
Don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid
Strong yet fragile
Like an angel
Waiting gracefully
For her wings
Now, ah
Holding your hand, praying to understand
A higher plan
Stay here hold to your
Faith dear
Don’t be afraid dear
Don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid

Love From Godin, Don't Be Afraid (Seagull, David, and featuring Snowflake)

Antonella Eye Porcelluzzi: lyrics and voice
progettosonoro: music


The calm burns inside
This war has no words
The night brings no peace
Confusion grows
Confusion stays awake
Confusion cannot sleep
Where did your horse run

With silence
You’ll make it come back
Who is confusing the cards
In order to make your horse disappear
You should keep calm
The horse will come back

All alone

Since it’s yours
Since it’s yours
The tragedy
Is inside the next door
You cannot see
You cannot avoid it
But this tragedy is not yours
Your door was forced
And the horse was hidden
everybody’s hiding
Not you
You are silent
And wait
And think
About what is good
What is evil
What will you do
What will you do
What will you do


Parlare
Superare il limite
Questo limite è imposto
Bisogna superarlo
Quali avventure
Arriveranno a te
Senza che tu sappia
Da dove vengono
E dove vanno
Tu resisti
Ma la confusione aumenta
Eppure non c’è altra via 
che il silenzio
Il silenzio
Fa muovere le cose
Attiri a te 
Gli elementi importanti
Il mondo ti chiede di agire
Questa tragedia
Non è tua
E tu a testa alta
Vedrai tornare
Il tuo cavallo
Vedrai morire
L’uomo malvagio 
Vedrai tornare
Il tuo cavallo
Vedrai morire
L’uomo malvagio 
malvagio
malvagio

Late Night - Una Notte di Settembre

Just The Way You Move

I love how SC brings folks together from all around the world. I've had the opportunity to collab with new friends everywhere from TX (wazzup Tom?) to Germany (proud to officially be called a "Lunatic" with Hendrik and Jorg) to Holland (cheers, Marco!)to Spain (the incomparable Ms King)...to Japan (trading blues licks with Keit)...and hopefully more in the near future.

Do You Need a Doctor? (Ft. Emily Coy Vocals)

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