May Day II

I want to try to get a natural and relaxed sound without clutter. The flowing guitar (arpeggio) supported by double bass and lot of the melody interest is also in a higher bass register, a second basss line.  Lots of acoustic tones. Subtle drum beats give movement and push.  Sometimes more is less?  What do you think?

Light On A Stream

Pipisechka

memeuloussssssss. anyone wanna box the bugman on YouTube?

Memeulous

Riding around with my socks rolled down on my barracuda / I'm a slimy loser / but I got friends here with me / Caught up a tree but my friend Slim and me he a paratrooper / he throw a loop-the-loop / it floats up so gracefully / we'll shoot you down / Out on a limb here with my friend Jim he throw a paper gilder / always around never let you down / yeah he'll be here for me / I won't be one without my pellet gun I'm a lazy rider / they call me boy genius

Horns courtesy of La Fanfare de Monstres

Boy Genius

I know silence is sometimes mighty, but I talk all the time

Avec cette bossa, on se laisse porter par la voix si mélodieuse de Mylène @mylenenelym .

Au bord de l’étang,
là, je me détends
profitant de l’instant.
Les nuages qui passent
peuvent laisser des traces.
Moi, j’écoute chanter le vent.

Au pied du vieux chêne,
je n’sens plus mes chaînes.
Y’a le rêve qui m’attend…
Je me laisse aller,
seule dans la vallée,
un brin d’paille entre les dents.

Là, je me ressource.
Ce n’est plus la course.
J’ai oublié le temps.
L’insouciance est belle,
me crie l’hirondelle.
Moi, j’écoute chanter le vent.

Au bord de l'étang (avec Mylène)

Sigh

Crossing Sines

Xamelion - Radiant Shape (feat. Mushroomov)

Survival

Blissful Thinking

It Flows Purling, Widely Flowing, Floating Foampool, Flower Unfurling

odd attraction

An ancient tale, Tam Lin rescued from the queen of the fairies by his love Janet, taking place on the part of Ireland far  north near the south of Scotland jutting out towards Ireland.

Tam Lin/Glasgow Reel

The Museum of Extraordinary Things

The Museum Of Extraordinary Things

I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halles

I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halls

Hannabel's March

Big thanks to my friend Nate for coming straight to the swamp with his slide guitars..truly grateful. Check out his amazing music here: 
https://on.soundcloud.com/HaMdAJQfN5qRC4kE8

Bļackbírd

Let them slowly float down and sing, 
blackbird following the wind 
Let them, carry upon broken wings,
Blackbird, following the wind 
Blackbird, carrying my sin

Let them, listen what the old house sings, 
Blackbird, following the wind
Let them, swallow what they came to bring,
Blackbird following the wind 
Blackbird, carrying his sin 

Blackbird, blacking out the morning sun
Can you, pick out the innocent one 
Blackbird, blacking out the morning sun 
Can you, follow home the soul that runs
Will see through what can not be done 

Blackbird, crying from the sky above..
From the swamp, down the road there’s a the rising gun 
Blackbird, tell me who you gonna choose
Slow wind from the north bring something new 
Streetlight, night shines from the old house stoop 


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Bļackbírd {FŤ} Nathaniel Ehrnman

AND NOR

Guitar, Bass and Keys by Robert Grigg
https://youtu.be/qSZCQp7VYgQ?si=bz27OvoSxkMsZd3I

Snail Trail

I’ve
travelled
so
far
to
see
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Song for four accordions

Home Recordings / Curated Playlists / 

Collaboration / Participation / 

In pursuit of novelty. /