yet another mighty fine creation my friend

Underneath the sorry skies
There are still things to find
That will make you smile
That will make you smile

In the snakepit of my mind
Just tryin' to survive
There's always a way out
There's always a way out

Is this the deepest I can dive, the highest I can fly?
We’re all bleeding but for what it’s worth
We’re tryin’, we’re still trying

There’s still hope in this world
Decent people as good as good their word
As good as their word, as good as their word

Is this the deepest I can dive, the highest I can fly?
We’re all bleeding but for what it’s worth
We’re tryin’, we’re still trying
Underneath the sorry skies
There’s still things to find
Is this the highest I can fly?
Is this the deepest I can dive?

Underneath the Sorry Skies

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Salut voilà la version trio enregistrée en live lors de la session du 08 mai 2025 à La Barraque Mirepoix (09) du morceau : "Rejet Pyramidal " extrait du set de Mathieu Torres Trio : https://youtu.be/y6GRZZ0K-xs

Rejet Pyramidal - Trio version - Video in description

Hello, beautiful people of Soundcloud

Here's yet another interpretation of this blues gem, a blend of several versions of this song that I adore.

Death Letter Blues

Arm-in-ARM, America moves on!  
www.americanrosiemovement.org  
Additionnal Vocals Barbara Browning

ROSIE THE RIVETER ROSIE THE RIVETER
RIVETING INSPECTING WELDING CONNECTING GETTING ALONG AND PULLING TOGETHER
ROSIES THE RIVETERS ROSIES THE RIVETERS ASSEMBLING PERFECTING ERECTING PROTECTING NEVER ALONE COS PULLING TOGETHER
JUNE ROBBINS ROSE SHELENGIAN GLADYS REESE BUDDIE CURNUTTE DOT FOSTER PAULINE ADKINS I COULD NAME THEM ALL
BUT THEY ALL ARE ONE
BERTHA GLAVIN NEVA REES KRISTINE VROOMAN MARY ANN DIAMOND THE GOODYEAR AIRCRAFT SQUADRON
I COULDN’T NAME THEM ALL
COS THEY ALL ARE ONE
ROSIE THE RIVETER ROSIE THE RIVETER PROTECTING COMBINING UNITING PRODUCING GETTING ALONG AND PULLING TOGETHER BELIEVING
RIVETING RIVETING
AFRICAN AMERICAN HISPANIC WHITE AND ASIAN PULLING TOGETHER THREE SHIFT ROTATION
ALL AROUND THE CLOCK COOPERATION
OH ARM IN ARM FREEDOM IS THE KEY
GETTING ALONG NEVER ALONE
ALL AROUND THE CLOCK WHATEVER THE LOCK FREEDOM IS THE KEY
ROSIE THE RIVETER ROSIE THE RIVETER RIVETING INSPECTING WELDING CONNECTING GETTING ALONG AND PULLING TOGETHER ROSIES THE RIVETERS ROSIES THE RIVETERS PULLING TOGETHER
GETTING ALONG AND PULLING TOGETHER
RIVETING INSPECTING WELDING CONNECTING ASSEMBLING PERFECTING ERECTING PROTECTING COMBINING UNITING PRODUCING
BELIEVING
COS IF YOU CAN USE AN ELECTRIC MIXER
YOU SURE CAN OPERATE A DRILL
DOING THE BEST QUALITY WORK
ARM IN ARM THE AMERICAN ROSIE MOVEMENT
FREEDOM TAKES WORK TO GET AND KEEP
RIVETING RIVETING RIVETING RIVETING
SHARING THE CHORES OF COOKING CLEANING AND BABY-SITTING DOING THE BEST
SQUARE DANCE ON THE SATURDAY NIGHTS IT WAS DIFFERENT TIMES
BELIEVING
WHATEVER THE LOCK FREEDOM IS THE KEY BELIEVING
RIVETING RIVETING RIVETING RIVETING

ROSIE THE RIVETER (Lyrics) + B.Browning. Song for the Rosie Team

Behind that curtain

There's a heat wave going on in Norway...  I made the music in GarageBand.  Maybe I add some vocal eventually.... :)
Thank you for listening!  🎧😊

Heat Wave (Instrumental-Original)

I have been hearing so much AI music lately on SoundCloud and these  thoughts have been percolating with me for a while and finally they coalesced into a song. (created without the use of AI).
***
Vocals & Back Up Vocals: Joe Stroffolino
Guitar Strumming Track:  Joe Stroffolino Taylor 114CE
Drums: EZ Drummer 3
Bass: PG Music Real track
Piano:  EZ Keys2 
Synth Bass: Logic Pro 
***
You got tired of struggling so hard to write a great original song
And then this amazing newfangled technology came along
Now you’re using AI to create music, and it’s a much easier process
And you’re convinced you found the ticket to achieving great success.
You tell yourself you’re a great artist because prompting takes a lot of skill
But deep down you know the AI did most of the work and you swallow the bitter pill
People complement you on your guitar playing and they tell you your voice sounds great
It makes you feel so good but you don’t ever set them straight
Those classic rockers used to write 10 or 12 good songs every couple of years
Now you’re posting two or three songs a day and hoping for a bunch of cheers
You’re rolling the musical dice, hoping you’ll come up with a catchy viral hit 
But there’s so much music flooding the internet that no one gives a shit
You tell yourself you’re a great artist because prompting takes a lot of skill
But deep down you know the AI did most of the work and you swallow the bitter pill
People complement you on your guitar playing and they tell you your voice sounds great, it makes you feel so good but you don’t ever set them straight
Some people believe we’re living in simulation and none of this is real
We’re just digital creations in a computer with the ability to feel
But even if that’s not the case, we’re quickly, heading to a place where no one’s going to be able to tell the difference.
You used strum your guitar, trying to capture lightning in a bottle and the songs that emerged came from you.
And now the songs you write with AI, what they’re saying, you don’t have a clue.
Music used to feel therapeutic, it was a window on your soul that you could share.
But now something feels missing because your songs no longer lay your heart bare.

Prompting Takes A Lot Of Skill

an old song about something that happened a very long time ago

Little Boy, Where Are You?

Hey Billy, where are you?                  
Your mama wants you back home
Unlocked the door, walked into the night
Nobody knew you were gone
And I was just a kid myself
That cold September 1970
Little boy lost to a mean old world
It was the first time that death touched me
Where are you?                                   
Little boy, where are you?                     

The neighbors combed the streets and yards
The police they drove down
Brought his pillow out for the sniffer dog
As they searched their way through our town
A crowd gathers by the river's edge
Somebody yells, “Hey man, do you see just what I see?”
Face to the sky, he floats on by
It was the first time that death saw me
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?

Tonight, when I close my eyes, all our yesterdays, they're slipping out of view    
No one to pull us back from those twists and turns that we're heading to
Over 50 years have slipped away from a darkened day that no one can undo                  
No playtime or pretend, goodbye, my friend
I remember you

A man pulled him from the water
His mother's scream it echoed in my head
Remember, I was only six when I witnessed this
I couldn't read what the papers said
I felt the sadness stretched across the yards
As the season changed and the guilt came tumbling down
Our childhood games all rearranged 
Until it was our time to leave that town
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?
Where are you?
Little boy, where are you?

Little Boy, Where Are You?

So nice that my longtime collaborator friend @dough-factory has returned to SoundCloud after a break of a couple years! This is our first track working together since then and it came together in a really cool way. I was inspired by Ryan's electronic drums and bass to lay down some rhythm guitar as well as a few synth leads. Then he came up with some awesome lyrics/vocals that I think captures the vibe of this piece quite well.

Keep an eye out for more from us, we are thinking of pulling together a whole album or EP over the coming months.

Dive

Inspired by Jorge Morel's Danza Brasileira 
His years of countless serenades are manifested in his face as well as this fast paced Danza styling.
His six string reverberates through the streets and nearby alleyways.

Danza Brasileira

In deepest connection:
Child of Nature: @childofnature
The Forest Army: @theforestarmy
Amanitalinda: @amanitalinda
Heidi K: @heidijks
Jeamland & Bolt: @jeamland-bolt
The Earth Love: @theearthlove
Jörg: @joerxworx
Martin: @m_ja

Behind that curtain

Mysterious Forest Spirits

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