Amazing atmosphere ! Great piece ! Well done, Mikey !

this sax beautifully surfs on these electronics waves!

Cool, how the different instruments play together to produce this driving groove!

Extremely interesting arrangement, and wonderfully played solos.

Backing track sorta emanates from a mysterious bayou, but saxophone invokes wee hours in the city.  I’d call it Urban Swamp…..

Giving And Taking
Cloud Stepping
(Chorus)
Life is relative, to the one that’s living it
Inside outlook, to giving and taking it
Experience god’s works, all senses
We were given just a little bit
We couldn’t handle it all 
the few we have can nearly fit
the few we have can nearly fit

(Verse1)
If we knew it all, and all, and all
Then nothing would matter
It’s all a puzzle to be solved
We have always been the answer
The plan of god without reward
Evolves in different ways
We are all awake in different dreams
To let the devil play

(Verse2)
Who amongst us hear the screams
Of millions of lives lost, 
and don’t look on it as savagery
And wonder what’s the cost
What’s the worth, and what’s the cost
Are we listening or not
Are we listening or not

(Chorus)
Life is relative, to the one that’s living it
Inside outlook, to giving and taking it
Experience god’s works, all senses
We were given just a little bit
We couldn’t handle it all 
the few we have can nearly fit
the few we have can nearly fit

Giving And Taking  Vox 90 BPM

Drummax, Sytrus, Fender Squire Mini guitar , Yamaha Tenor Saxophone

Artwork-photo of some homegrown olives curing in the kitchen.

Yep, Sure, 100%

Manic riff for 2 tenor saxes held together (some of the time) by sensible flutes, 'bass' alto saxes and trad. beat. 
Pic. by NM - from hot air balloon trip in 2007...the first (and last).

Crosstown Dash

Soltás y das

Cuando el viento choca en los cristales
y la luna funde con la piel.
cuando sombras caen como puñales
y las horas van a su merced.
Y a pesar de los días en que dudas en creer.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Cuando la memoria vuelve al frio   
y el invierno espera en el umbral.
cuando llega del miedo y el astío
en silencio miras que hay atrás.
Y a pesar de los días en que dudas ensoñar.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Y a pesar de los días en que dudas en creer.
Soltás, soltás, soltás y das, soltás, para ser.

Letra y música
Pichy Sotomayor

Soltás y das

Live Reflexion#035

I might as well 
be made of clay
behind closed doors
I hide away 
Hide away
https://open.spotify.com/album/4COtd8lAfsZKpAlg8ri41k?si=bAieCzHtQOWk2fPX0fuOKg

HideAway

Interim Breathing

I can't seem to put down the guitar now that I've picked it back up! Played around with layering some kind of simple repetitive loops to create a hypnotic atmosphere on this one.

Image by Paul Bica (CC BY 2.0)

Sky Above Clouds

Profound Love

Minor Harmonic

What Are We Here For

Hello and thank you for dropping by.

Thank you very much to everyone who takes the time to listen, like and share my noises. I am extremely grateful. My apologies if I take a little while to respond to those that leave nice comments.

I like listening to music, making simple, tunes when I have time, and generally faffing about in an inefficient manner. Hopefully you might like something on offer here. 

I use a Hinkler Cigar Box guitar (about $30 from Aldi, great fun), a Flying V ukulele, a couple of old keyboards, other bits and bobs, and a Yamaha tenor saxophone.

Yep, Sure, 100%

Mikey McFaffington and his Saxophonic Adventures

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