stratocaster(from the half life on Bandcamp)

Some nice sounds with my Friends, 
so good that i have a Team like that,
Schmitt - Guitar
lofi Menta - Bass https://soundcloud.com/user-672449547
Joerxworx - Saxophon https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx
Ratzzz - Keys im Fuchsanzug

Lunatics 248 the lucky Strike / lofi Menta - Schmitt - Joerxworx & Ratzzz

Ok, so I had to use Garage Band to layer in the vocals and have a more realized version of this great song. I used a Roland vocoder, and had a blast making it. I want people to have a blast listening to it.

Clearest Blue w/ Vocals(Chvrches cover)

Streets

1013/2025

In My Desperation

I had left the pastorate in 1985 but many friends remained in the little town of St. Francis, Kansas.  One of them was a woman who found love again after the death of her spouse.  I composed this song for them and officiated their wedding and as far as I know, they lived happily ever after.  
Then came the wedding of my oldest daughter and she requested the song be done for her and Thor (yes, his real name;) That was 27 years ago.  
This past summer, I had suggested the song to Axel and after hearing my rough, 35 year old demo, he loved the song straight away, but wanted to change it up a bit.  The song I had written was done in a more devotional 4/4 meter, he wanted to bring to it the flavor of a Celtic dance.  Enter Mike Fox who gives the lyrics a definitive voice and excellent guitar to the backing track.  I loved the track art Axel had created because it resembled the wedding of my 2nd granddaughter Grace at the end of September, a lovely garden ceremony in Oklahoma City.  It resembles it right down to the kilt another son-in-law wore by request.  They didn't use the song as part of their ceremony, but I dedicate this new version to Grace and Ethan and wish them a lifetime of love, happiness and fond adventures together.
Thank you Axel and Mike for lavishing your talents on my songwriting efforts.  I am truly honored.  Hear more of their fabulous music creativity @soundcloud.com/axel-m-501052973, and @soundcloud.com/michael-fox-925325997

Gathered--Lyrics:
 What are we gathered here for, what have we come to see?
Two people who believe that a better life
Is lived together not separately.
Father we ask you blessing upon the union of these two,
That the vows they are both confessing
Will bind their hearts to each other and You.

Bridge:
And it's more than just "tying a knot" and it's more than just getting "hitched"
We're seeing two hearts being sewn together,
We're witnessing it stitch by stitch.
It's the miracle of seeing two become one,
Though the two are really not the same,
Like the paint and the canvas are separate until 
The Artist joins them in a beautiful frame.

Instrumental Interlude

Repeat Bridge

Repeat Verse:
What are we gathered here for, what have we come to see?
Two people who believe that a better life
Is lived together not separately.
Father we ask you blessing upon the union of these two,
That the vows they are both confessing
Will bind their hearts to each other and You.
Will bind their hearts to each other and You
Will bind their hearts to each other and You.

Gathered-A Wedding Song (Axel Menningen, Mike Fox, David Dunham)

I wrote a song called "Rapture" and the The Beating Edge Recorded a fantastic rocking version that I just love https://soundcloud.com/beatingedge/rapture?si=25980ccbeac641d88908cd1945d69048&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing but I decided to go down a rabbit hole and attempt to record a more acoustic version of the song.  I first played the song with just my acoustic guitar and I recorded it on my iPhone 16 pro.  I then used a stem splitter to separate the guitar from the vocals and then I used the iPhone recorded guitar as the centerpiece for the song. 
Guitar:  Taylor 114ce (Recorded on iPhone) 
Organ: playing my midi keyboard with logic pro Bebop organ sound
Bass: Playing my midi keyboard with native instruments Rickenbacker bass sound.
Vocals and back up vocals: recorded using a Rhode NT1 5th generation mic.
Copyright 2025 Joe Stroffolino
Lyrics:

These prophets who say the world's gonna end and they set a specific date
And then when it doesn't happen, their followers still think they're great

The sun rises the next morning and people stumble out of bed
Disappointed that the rapture didn't happen and they're still alive instead of dead

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

They claim they have a direct line to God but there was a glitch in the connection
But now they're certain of the expiration date so they issue a correction

The shepherd guides the flock and tries to keep them safe from harm
But how many times can you cry wolf before people ignore your alarm

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Who cares about the environment if you think the world is gonna end
And you're convinced the second coming is right around the bend

So drill baby drill and chop down all the plants and trees
No need to spend money on curing terrible disease

In every generation throughout history, people were certain that the rapture would come
And they had followers willing to believe them as they fed them each a tiny crumb

In baseball you only get three strikes and then the umpire says you're out
But when it comes to doomsday prophecies, the true believers have no doubt

All these people going through the motions, trying to deal with the daily grind
Hoping the rapture comes soon and they're not the ones who are left behind

Rapture (Acoustic Version)

Old stuff, early two thousands.

*** Ianamar ***

É melhor não fazer nada, que poupamos energia
nesta vida condenada a aumentar a entropia.
Ao telefone com o Roberto, e deitada no divã,
eu vivo em conflito aberto com a minha querida mamã.
Ela quer tudo arrumado, mas é melhor que desista.
Eu não vou ser sujeitada à exploração capitalista.
Meu quarto de adolescente é um hino à revolução,
com cuecas fedorentas espalhadas pelo chão.
A mamã está chateada. E eu constato uma ironia:
Enquanto este mundo aquece, nossa relação já esfria.
Mas não é o que parece. Nunca quis que fosse assim,
e hoje eu peço-te desculpa por tu não gostares de mim.

Translator gets a little lost, specially in the last sentence, so here goes my attempt:

It's better to do nothing, so we can save energy
in this life constrained to increase entropy.
On the phone with Roberto, and lying on the couch,
I live in open conflict with my dear mom.
She wants everything tidy, but she would better give up.
I will not be subjected to capitalist exploitation.
My teenage bedroom is a hymn to revolution,
with smelly panties scattered across the floor.
Mom is upset. And I realize the irony:
While this world heats up, our relationship is already cooling down.
But it's not what it seems. I never wanted it to be this way,
and today I ask your forgiveness for you not liking me.

Ianamar

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

The Calling (feat. Fr. Harris)

O infinito do serão

I just love this song and wanted to do a live version of it..  Hope you all enjoy it!


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Lyrics:
When I was a little bitty boy just up off the floor
We used to go down to grandma's house every month end or so
We'd have chicken pie, country ham
Homemade butter on the bread
But the best darn thing about grandma's house
Was the great big feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
And soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It could hold eight kids and four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma's feather bed
After supper we'd sit around the fire, the old folks'd spit and chew
Pa would talk about the farm and the war
And granny'd sing a ballad or two
And I'd sit and listen and watch the fire till the cobwebs filled my head
Next thing I'd know I'd wake up in the morning
In the middle of the old feather bed
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
And soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It could hold eight kids and four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma's feather bed
Well, I love my ma and I love my pa, I love granny and grandpa too
I've been fishin' with my uncles, I wrestled my cousin
I even kissed Aunt Lou, ew!
But if I ever had to make a choice I guess it oughta be said
That I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road
For grandma's feather bed
I'd trade them all plus the gal down the road
It was nine feet high and six feet wide
And soft as a downy chick
It was made from the feathers of forty 'leven geese
Took a whole bolt of cloth for the tick
It could hold eight kids and four hound dogs
And a piggy we stole from the shed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma's feather bed
We didn't get much sleep but we had a lot of fun
On grandma's feather bed

Songwriters: Jim Connor
Grandma's Feather Bed lyrics © Reservoir One Music, Reservoir Media Management Inc, BMG Rights Management

Grandma's feather bed

Grandma's feather bed (Cover) - John Denver

Need help with your Backing Vocals, Time Alignment, Pitch Correction, Production or Mixing?   Message me.   I'm Singer/Songwriter/Instrumentalist and Producer focused on many Genres.  Co Owner of Gentle Rain Records and Part of the Duo https://soundcloud.com/DanielsDurgy

Grandma's feather bed (Cover) - John Denver

Nat Daniels