Name: Raiding The Halls of the Money Kings by Mystic Tape Deck in Guitarism
Duration: 4 min 38 s
Description: A showdown with the great white dragon, who has awoken from a thousand years of slumber and is hoarding of all the world’s wealth. Dragons are made to be vanquished but they never go down easily without a fight.

it is one thing to have an image and a vision, the other thing is to achieve a musical bliss in transforming it mystically with all these intense impacting sounds and pieces you put together

i'd be lying if i said i saw this coming.  this is brutal.

Total savage with this one love your versatile style:)

Starfire says: "This is so the Metal." ...and she's right. It is... Metal with the occasional modesty and endless coolness of Mussorgsky... Absolutely Epic Stuff!

Guitarism

A completely new experience. Adapting a waltz to new "forms", new sounds. I don't know if and how I did it: I'm waiting for your comments to know.
Thank you all.

Scarlet waltz

A continuation of spooky stories from the woods, and this I believe, originated in England, but the one I remember as a child, took place in upstate New York.
The ending still gives me the creeps. Worth looking up! 

The cats, slowed down by their burden, could not match his speed, but just as he was leaving the thick woods for the open country beyond, one of them screeched in a loud, clear and almost human voice, " Mr. Williams, oh Mr. Williams, when you get home, tell Molly Myers that she can come home now. Old Man Hawkins is dead."

KIng of Cats

King Of Cats

A showdown with the great white dragon, who has awoken from a thousand years of slumber and is hoarding of all the world’s wealth. Dragons are made to be vanquished but they never go down easily without a fight.

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Raiding The Halls of the Money Kings

From the album (Parenthèse) 10 tracks in 1 by Imre Lodbrog et sa Petite Amie
music.apple.com/us/album/parenthèse-ep/1562536622

DAYTIME NIGHTIME
SUMMER TIME OR WINTER TIME
HARD TO TELL
IN THIS CONCRETE HELL
JUST LIKE A SHADOW IN A CLOUD
INSIDE THE SOLITARY CROWD
I CHOKE

FEELING ACTING
HAVING SEX OR LOVING
HARD TO TELL
IN THIS BROADWAY HELL
JUST LIKE AN ACTOR ON THE BLINK
I KEEP HAVING ANOTHER DRINK
A SMOKE

OH BABY
LET’S TAKE A BREAK FROM THE CITY
LET’S GET AN ASS OR A DONKEY
LET’S BUY A HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY
LOVE IN THE OPEN AIR

DAFFODILS BUTTERFLIES
CATTERPILARS IN DISGUISE
IT’S HARD TO TELL 
IN THIS HEAVEN SHELL
SO GOOD TO BE BACK ON THE EARTH
IT FEELS LIKE JUST A SECOND BIRTH
ALRIGHT

OH BABY
LET’S TAKE A BREAK FROM THE CITY
LET’S GET A GOOSE AND A MONKEY
LET’S BUY A HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY
LOVE IN THE OPEN AIR

WHEN YOU’RE ABOUT TO CRACK UP
AND YOU’RE FEELING SO LOW DOWN
ONLY A LITTLE SHACK CAN
PUT YOU BACK ON THE RIGHT TRACK

OH BABY
LET’S TAKE A BREAK FROM THE CITY
LET’S PLAY IT COOL HAVE IT FUNKY
LET’S HAVE A HOME WITHOUT A KEY
LET’S BUY A HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY

A HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY (Lyrics + link) From the album (Parenthèse) + Barbara Browning

A bagatelle, there are bigger issues I know but flies just get my goat. On a positive note, Ghislaine's photos make them look so beautiful  (youtu.be/XUWzqxtFlX0) and I was able to slip the word 'boondoggle' into the lyric.

Shoo fly don’t bother me
Shoo fly don’t bother me
Shoo fly don’t bother me
Stop with this boondoggle 
Or there will be some trouble
With me

There’s a blow fly on my knee
A blow fly on my knee
A blow fly doing a high five 
On my knee 
Better stop with this boondoggle
Or there will be some trouble
With me

Early in the morning
I’m giving you a warning
Don’t land on my blue suede shoes
Buzzing at full throttle
You know that a blue bottle
Might have something to lose

Blow fly on my knee
Blow fly on my knee
Blow flying a high five
On my knee
Stop with this boondoggle
Or there will be some trouble
With me

Blow Fly

Wizard

Produced by Martin Reed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQNEB_9FYBI&t=236

Connections  In The Cosmos - With a Heartfelt Video

Always loved Peter, Paul and Mary's version of Bob Dylan's great song.

Blowing In The Wind - Cover by Tony

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Axnaar  "Obscure Salo" - Out Now on: alldeadtapes.blogspot.com

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J'avale la mixture et me faufile au delà de la baie vitrée. C'est une nuit d'hiver. Il fait moins quelque chose dehors et je descend le chemin secoué par les larmes et les rires comme un fou. La lune me regarde , cette garce , toujours là quand il faut. Je lui tend le majeur, un majeur qui devra être sacrifié par quelqu'un d'autre, à l'occasion d'une autre lune , dans une autre histoire, six mois plus tard ... Je marche boiteux jusqu'à être totalement désorienté parmi des arbres que je remarque enfin. La forêt est claire, mais je ne reconnais plus rien du tout ... Pourtant je m'y suis trainée régulièrement ici, mais suis-je disposé à me perdre ? L'endroit m'est inconnu , même le sentier que je parvint à rejoindre me semblait vaguement familier ... Et puis là. Oui ! bien sûre ! mon arbre préféré ! Moitié mort, moitié vivant, brisé sur le haut, en longueur. Je l'enlace. Je ne suis pas perdu. Je lui parle de ma peine doucement, comme à un véritable ami, de cette soirée humiliante, de mon maque infini d'espoir, de ... Mais bon ... Il s'en fout ... ce n'est qu'un arbre quoi ... Il me déteste aussi. Il n'a pas totalement tord ... Cependant il coopère ... Lui aussi est à moitié foutu, alors ... L'ombre des autres arbres qui l'entoure laisse briller sa branche la plus morte. Et l'ombre de cette branche lumineuse m'indique une direction sur le sol que je décide de suivre. Je la suis. Longtemps peut être. Assez pour me perdre encore. La luminosité de la lune est étouffé par la densité des branches sans feuilles qui se resserre au dessus de moi. Je continue jusqu'à être dans le noir le plus complet. Je chute souvent, à cause des roches,des ronces, des racines. J'entends courir autour de moi, s'esquiver au dessus. Et je caille, sa mère, t'imagine pas. Et je retombe à cause d'une roche ou d'une ronce ou d'une racine ? Une jambe ? Et au sol, je sens une main m'empoigner l'épaule droite, suivi d'un coup derrière la nuque, et j'entends hurler à mon oreille gauche " FAIS VOIR TON POIGNARD"

La suite ... c'est un combat ... "JF doit mourir" ...

Fais Voir Ton Poignard

Untitled - 01-12-20

hi gene

Lil Sister(🐺1989)

Sometimes we can be our own worst enemies. We struggle against things that are ultimately good for us. I think when we let our guards down and become more open, we discover wonderful things in our lives.

Credits: 
Troy Warren, Elizabeth Butler, producers
Elizabeth Butler: words, music, lead vocals, acoustic guitar
Mark Hallman: mastering
Torri Baker: harmony vocals, choir arrangement and vocals
Kira Small: harmony vocals
Frank DeBretti: lead electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Andre Moran: electric guitar, additional engineering
Andrew Gordon: stand-up bass guitar (recording engineer Cody Franz)
Dale Chung: percussion
Coffee Guzman: drums (recording engineer: Paul Cox)
Mark Hallman: Hammond B3 organ (recording engineer: Andre Moran)
Brad Chapman: vocal pre-production
Gary Talley: guitar preproduction
Jody Quine: graphic artist
Khamkeo Vilaysing: cover photo

Fighting with Angels

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